AN: God, I'm so excited for GvK! Both my Lizard Boi and Monke Man are gonna be on the big screen together after all these decades! God, I love them both, childhood heroes. Can't wait 'till the part where I put Queen Kong and Gamera-Chan in. Yeah, I know, major spoiling lol.
Short chapter this time. A little disappointing after the wait, I know, but something is definitely better than nothing. Lot of stuff happened.
To be straight: I'm not really feelin' the Kaiju Girls Fandom anymore, at least the webcomic one. They're more porn obsessed. Which, there's absolutely NOTHING wrong with itself, but it's just not for me. And I feel like I don't belong, so I was a bit unmotivated by that, but mostly something else. Not to say I haven't gotten any recognition or anything like that, that would be an absolute lie. I just feel like the fandom is just mostly lame for me to be in. Not necessarily bad, just boring. And they feel disparaging, unless your work is about porn. Writing is not really appreciated I feel. But there are a lot of great people I met in the fandom too, lots I have the privilege to talk with still. There are only two people I had the displeasure of meeting. Not name dropping.
One dude was just lowkey bad, full of himself, okay to talk with on a public server, but in private? First thing he said, "I'll only friend you if you check out my stuff," then treated my stuff with disinterest later. Gave me no sympathy when I lost something for my work too. How lame is that? Recently unfriended him, good decision. Other dude on the server was just a piece of shit and weird, way worse. Kept begging for people to RP with him on the Kaiju Girls server by everyone, even on the holidays and showed disrespect to my stuff even though I humored him. Ironic too. Funny how he thinks any woman, fictional or otherwise would tolerate him, with the shit he says and his lack of a personality, lol. Glad I told him off twice and for the scorn he received from the server. If you were/on the server, check out the RP section, you'll know what I mean. One dude is meh at best, the other actual shit.
Edit 2021: (dude's name is Wyatt. Block and avoid, especially if you're a woman. Very creepy)
Besides the fandom, I'm not really a fan of the comic. Great art, great voice actors, good designs, but eh on everything else for me, I'm just not into it. I suppose you could say the comic is basically Showa level with tits at best, but that's about it. Which is fine. If anyone tries to stir this into something needlessly negative, do get a life. There is NO ill will here.
Reason why I saying all this anyway? For both venting and a SURPRISE! I'm now making my own webtoon with the aid of another artist I'm commissioning, this completely different from the webcomic, different designs and everything. My webtoon will be based on my fanfiction and thus changes will be made to the story to enhance it, lengthen it, with hopefully good stuff you'll love. If you thought this fanfic was good, you'll hopefully like the webtoon better!
All of this is thanks to a friend I met in my class. Check out her art on Instagram, her name is Hungry_Moss_Art!
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Production is under way. Slow, but underway. Once more is out, I plan on making a P-a-t-r-e-o-n (Yes, this site is retarded and I have to spell it like this) for it once I have more to show you all!
For now, I've recently made Ko-fi. If you want to support, know the funds will go to the webtoons. But also consider it a tip jar for my writing. Again, I'd appreciate the support. h_t_t_p_s : / / /serendipitoushousepet
I want to give back to the Godzilla fandom that gave a lot to me and making this story is a passion I want to share with all of you.
Anyway, enjoy! Shout out to DragonKingDragneel25 for Beta work and Shout out to IceEmperor26 who made a react fic for my fanfic after he made a fanfic based off my work, check it out, it's fun. It's called "Kaiju Insurgence reacts to Gojira enters kaiju girls" and "Kaiju Girls: Kaiju Insurgence".
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Nick was stunned to see so much oil spewed out in so many spots. Beside him, Randy muttered, "What's up with this oil?"
"It's certainly not normal," Elsie said on the phone as analyzed the samples, "rather than just the usual sticky hazard deal, this oil literally eats away at any living thing that touches it."
"Can't really be called oil at this point! This stuff isn't even nearly flammable!" Craven yelled to them as he brought in more samples with more dehydrated fish Onto the deck. He nervously messed with his collar, "I honestly don't think we should be so far off from the others."
"We're literally just over a football stadium away and we have countermeasures," She said, gesturing to the ocean. She wasn't sure where Zilla was exactly, but she was sure she was close.
"We're independent for the most part, what counter measures?" Craven whined out, a little jumpy as he watched the surface of the water.
"Look, we can't even say for certain this is Kaiju Girl related. I might just be a small mutant or something like that," Elsie told him, doing her best to comfort him. Somewhat.
"Why thank you, Elsie, you put my weary heart at ease," Craven said sarcastically as he glared at her, his arms folded.
"It's what I do," Elsie playfully retorted, enjoying getting under his skin just a bit..
"Elsie, take it easy on your fellow nerd," Randy teased from the phone as he got on his laptop, "Give him some credit, he came."
"Is respect just a dying breed?" Craven asked as a drone pulled in more samples from the tainted ocean. Inside it this time was a severed tentacle. A rather big one, "Oh, that's very unsettling."
"What is? Oh," Elsie said as she came over and went a little wide eyed at what was collected, "So, definitely have your guard up."
"I always wanted to come here to know," Muttered Craven as he turned to Elsie, his eyes seemingly lost color, "like mother always said, be careful what you wish for. It may just come true."
"You're not going to cry are you?" Elsie asked before glancing towards the ocean. She sighed and hopped Zilla would be aware enough not to stray too far from the ship. Despite being so… grown, she had the curiosity that rivaled even the most adventurous child.
It was cute, but the military would definitely not find it cute from her.
Speaking of Zilla, down below the view of Nick and his team, Zilla had found a fresh colony of large fish in the distance, relatively not too far from her surrogate father. Big juicy ones all for her. She immediately went after them, licking her lips as she gradually gained speed.
She followed them down into the darker part of the ocean, her back towards the ships. She sped towards the colony with gusto and gobbled up tons of fish with one swift, rushing chomp. But she wasn't done yet, even as the colony scattered.
As her eyes followed the largest groups, she spotted something in the distance. A silhouette.
A large female silhouette. Looked very familiar.
Zilla blinked then cocked her head to the side, her curiosity peaking, and she decided to cautiously move towards her. Just a little closer, she could start making out who or what it was. She was sure her Dad wouldn't mind too much anyhow. Plus, she could feel a strong warmth coming from that area, a strangely tingling feeling. It was like that one time she accidently snuck into a nuclear power plant when she was small, it was warm and refreshing.
So like a moth to flame, she was off.
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"Since when were you ever this pushy, mutt queen?" Gojira growled as Queen Caesar dragged her off towards a more remote part of the island where Godzilla and Junior hang out. He didn't like the fact Queen Caesar was taking him there behind both his surrogate relative's backs, but he went along since she said it was for the Godzilla's benefit.
And considering this was Queen Caesar, he didn't doubt that.
Queen Caesar shrugged, "When I feel like it. And I'm feeling like it," She told him, "Now, quit complaining and come look. It's… special."
"Hnnn," Gojira wanted to make a snappy retort of something else being special, but held back on said comment for now, "It better be for your sake."
She led him to a cave opening, a small one probably Junior could fit into with little trouble. Queen Caesar immediately reached down and pulled out a sleeveless dark gray vest, with light blue kanji on each side going down that said, "Gojira".
Queen Caesar had a soft smile on her face and told Gojira, "Something Junior made for you, with Godzilla's help. Something she started working on when you were asleep for all that time."
Gojira gulped, stunned to see such a thing… made for him. By the Godzillas. He had to shake his head as Queen Caesar put her eyes on him and he growled out in his usual tone, "Why are you showing me and not them? I wouldn't even expect this breach from Rodan."
"Wouldn't be doing this if I wasn't doing this for someone else," Queen Caesar flicked her hair to the side, "Mothra asked me too since Godzilla asked her after Junior asked her to show this to you… those two were never good for sappy stuff."
Gojira snorted, holding back an amused smile. He could picture those two absolutely being flustered, trying to maintain their tough exteriors. Like him. If he ever got the chance, he may… tease them. Not in front of the others of course.
"Here, it's your gift after all," Said Queen Caesar as she handed him the vest, "Need me to help you put it in?"
"Fuck off, I can do it," Gojira replied rather softly. He took it, examined it, stretched it, and felt it. Not that he knew, but it was made of tough stuff, quality material. There were even holes in the back for his dorsal plates. In a swift, yet careful motion he placed it on his back then slipped the arms through. A clean fit. He didn't like clothes, but this was still good. It let him breath.
"Wow, it actually looks good on you," Giggled Queen Caesar, turning with a cheeky smirk as Gojira glared at her, "Queen Ghidorah might not be too fond of more clothing on you though."
"Like I would ever care," Gojira immediately told her, ignoring Queen Caesar's giggling. Rather odd, but he brushed it off. "I'll tell them thanks."
"In private though, don't put 'em on the spot," Said Queen Caesar, still smiling, "And let them come to you."
"I know that," Gojira told her, "So, that all?"
"Yeah, I'm tired and thirsty. Talk to you later, my aquatic psychopath," Queen Caesar told him, walking off to her spot. She stopped for a moment, then decided to say, "but… you know, if you want to drink too, you can come to me. Sometimes it can help take the edge off," with that, she walked off.
Gojira just watched her leave after that and scratched the back of his head. That was rather odd for her to drop at the last second, but he shrugged it off and decided to head towards the coast. He's been feeling a little… off today. He could feel it in the direction Godzilla and Mothra went off too. Even last night, he felt something was off in the direction of the US.
Something far stronger than any nuclear bomb or power plant, yet less than Godzilla. It wasn't a second sense or anything like that, but... something with nuclear energy, that was for certain.
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Junior was pacing back and forth, stroking her chin, and her tail wagging at a fast pace. Her eyes seemed to dart everywhere, before she stopped and growled to herself.
She could feel it, feel that twinge of fear clamor up her spine. Those aliens were already trying to get their claws into Gojira, one of the worst things Junior thought could happen right behind Queen Ghidorah trying to make a move on her mother which was right behind Mothra and Godzilla breaking up. Even if that was impossible, fears always had a way of manifesting.
Junior growled to herself. Megalon and Ghidorah were already making their moves. They were already sharing so much time with Gojira and none of her friends were making moves yet save for Rodan. But only Rodan wasn't enough. As much as Junior rooted for her, she had to admit, Ghidorah and Megalon weren't exactly pushovers either, if obviously the worse choices in her humble opinion.
They were just as socially handicapped as as Rodan, if not worse, but for all Junior, Gojira could've had a preference… actually, she shook her head on that one. She doubted he had any preference. But she figured with how Gojira was also socially terrible, that may resonate with him, they could use that to their advantage. Manipulate him or something, she couldn't rule such a possibility.
Not for his sake.
Junior nodded and decided she could no longer play the waiting game. She had to gently push her friends into making the right moves and choices, she had to act fast. Even if that means making those scenarios For them.
"Hey, ditya!" Anguirus had found her as she was happily strolling down the jungle. She could see Junior was in heavy thoughts about something and asked her gently, "Hey, what's on your mind?"
Internally, Junior smirked. This was an opportunity given to her on a platter by fate itself and she wouldn't squander it. With an exaggerated sigh, she told her older friend, "Nothing, just thinking about Gojira again, that's all."
"What did the Mudak do this time?" Anguirus asked, softly rubbing Juniors head.
"Oh, nothing," Junior quickly said, turning away for dramatic effect, "it's just, I worry about him."
"I get that," muttered Anguirus, briefly looking to the side as her brow furrowed.
"I mean, could you imagine having all those ladies after you like that?" Junior asked, making a rather stark tone shift as she turned to Anguirus with wide eyes, "Ghidorah, Rodan, and Megalon were all over the guy."
"Y-yeah," Anguirus momentarily stuttered, caught off guard by that tone shift and especially the words, "Well, you know how those three can be, dummies all of them. And Ghidorah's a major cyka even now, so yeah."
"But, I mean, didn't they feel off to you? The way they came to him? Weird right?" Asked Junior, "They give off the same vibes to Godzilla and Mothra don't they?"
"Uh… that's a bit of a leap, Junior," Said Anguirus As she rubbed the back of her head, "They just wanted stuff from him."
"Even Rodan? She seemed kind of suspicious that night, didn't she? And Ghidorah was in a slightly less good mood for a bit, wasn't she?" Asked Junior, acting like she was genuinely asking a question rather than steering the conversation. She wasn't trying to pit her friends against each other, but she understood the importance of competition. Queen Caesar and Anguirus need to get more active.
"Yeah, that is true," the mutant ankylosaur agreed, glaring at the side. She was contemplative on the subject for a moment then said, "Hey, it's been a while since we soared with the Mudak haven't we? What do you say we make for lost time?"
Junior gave her a cute smile while on the inside, she was smirking as the words keikaiku rang out in her head.
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Orga and Mecha were trying to act as casual as they could as the former had the latter keep up her scans on their fellow Daikaiju.
Mecha complained as usual, "this is lame, why do you need to know this? Unless blackmail is involved," her last sentence was filled with hope.
Hope that would be quickly dashed with Orga's answer, "What, no. This is about data collection, scientific discovery. Logically speaking, no one should have attraction to each other that may lead to attempts at procreation."
"Oh space gods! So boring!" Mecha shouted, receiving a bonk on her head.
"Quiet! As I was explaining, developing feelings that can be described as romantic makes no sense for us. It would be pointless. So, naturally, my curiosity demands I find out what this anomaly is," Orga continued, looking around to make sure no one was paying attention to them. So far, the coast was clear.
"I wish I could manually activate my snooze mode," Muttered Mecha, folding her arms and kicking a rock away. She couldn't care less for any of this without some mischievous fun. But in her displeasure, a thought occurred to her. Why wait for an opportunity when she could make it, "You know, ma, why not take the time to get some first hand scientific data?"
"Can't be done. All my emotions are based on a logical equation. Pursuing such a thing with anyone, let alone Gojira, would be rather pointless and thus inconclusive," Orga explained as she dismissed Mecha's idea. She could never see herself acting in such a manner, especially since sex was completely useless for her. She could not reproduce, so what would be the point?
But the automaton was far from done, she knew creator rather well, "Maybe for you, but what about him? Think about it. He helped you get me back, let you check out his package-"
"I would prefer a more appropriate term," Orga growled at her with distaste.
Mecha continued on, "And he clearly shares your interest in muscles."
"What makes you say that?" Orga asked with more interest than she really meant to. She caught that and immediately followed with, "I simply wonder since that would put him above many of the males of this planet. Such intelligence should be recognized."
"I mean, he doesn't ogle you guys and clearly has a thing for strength. I mean, you've seen him and look at how he's on about power 'n junk." Mecha reasoned to her creator, hoping she'd fall into her little trap.
"Hmmm… you have some validation to your words. But, that would require joining in competition. Competition that could prove volatile," Orga said as she watched Ghidorah chow down on a whale she forced to beach itself, her fangs digging right into its head.
"That's a part of the science right? Think about, it gives you some data on the first ever Kaiju competitiveness over… courtship. I mean, think about it, you could end seeing some primal behavior, stuff from yourself you never even knew. And how are scientists when it comes to the prospect of self discovery?" Mecha asked at the end to really drive her point home.
Orga hummed in thought, watching as Gojira decided to come into view and rest upon the beach. Her brow furrowed and she clicked her tongue, "There's a high risk to this… but fortune does favor the bold. Something I've… admittedly lacked in the past."
"Yeah, you're usually a pussy," Mecha said with a nod, not phased by her creator's glare.
"Silence! Or you will be muted," Orga barked out before turning back to Gojira. Then she noticed something, "Wait, is he wearing more clothes? Huh."
From her side of the beach, Queen Ghidorah checked Gojira out and glared, "Why is he wearing more clothing? That's annoying… nice looking vest I suppose though. The goods are still out and about at least," She mumbled as she... subtly checked him out. Naturally, he decided to ignore her as best he could, especially since he was in a rather nice mood.
Anguirus and Junior followed shortly after, the latter freezing upon seeing what Gojira was wearing. She blushed and coughed into her hand. Gojira did his best not to laugh upon seeing her reaction.
Adorable and priceless was the best way to say it.
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"Hey, where's Zilla's ping?" Asked Nick as he came to Randy's area. He asked that just as Zilla went out of bounds on the radar.
The young computer wiz shrugged and said, "Big Z just went out of bounds for some reason. No clue why."
"We're going after her," Monique immediately stated as she went towards the boat's steering wheel, "We can't afford to lose sight of her, especially in a tourist area like this."
"Fine with me," replied Nick, wanting to ensure both Zilla's safety as well as the surrounding people that may be close to the area. He went towards his phone and contacted the other more far off scientists, "Elsie, Craven, Zilla just went out of bounds and we're gonna have to go after her."
"What!?" Craven shouted, nearly dropping a sample before he managed to catch it despite his fumble, "She's like our main line of defense here!"
"Cool those jets, Craven!" Elsie barked at him before taking the phone, "My colleague's animated reaction aside, I gotta agree with him. Not exactly safe for just one boat to be all by their lonesome."
"You can follow us too if you want," Nick told them, "Either way, we have to go after Zilla."
"Alright, alright. Head after your lizard baby. We'll trail behind once we get everything secure and settled," Elsie told them.
"Roger that," Nick replied before Monique put her foot on the gas and followed the king's last signal as best she could.
"Alright, let's make this quick, help me start everything down," Elsie told Craven as he sent the samples down. He sighed and helped her out so they could finally stop being sitting ducks.
That's when both scientists felt a light nudge on their boat. Then another. And another that rocked it. Craven gulped, "Waves right?"
"No," Elsie muttered, hand immediately reaching for her gun.
Those two were gonna wish they had a much bigger boat.