Aw, poor widdle Jeddy-bear!
Jun. 15th, 2008 06:08 pmI've been watching WAAAAAY too much Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon for my own good. Like - SERIOUSLY. There's a reason why I feel this way, and it all goes back to tenth grade.
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citizenjess and travellyr were part of a five person round robin fic that eventually became a two person round robin fic. It was a Bishojo Senshi Sailormoon Dark Kingdom fic, and the plot basically revolved around Jadeite and the fact that he was, for at least this purposes of this fic, a virgin whacking off to French porn in the Dark Kingdom living room while Kunzite and Zoicite were shacked up, Naru and Nephrite were getting it on, and Beryl was happily occupied with the brainwashed (of course) Endymion. Think, American Pie meets Dark Kingdom. Seriously, this is THE WHOLE PREMISE. Greatest line ever?
"It was plain that a handful of feathers and six inches of lace didn't cover what it used to."
That is used in reference to what Naru is wearing, or rather what she isn't. Other great plot devices include a brainwashed Endymion walking down the turnpike wearing a cumberbund and a bowtie with grass stains on his ass, following a cement truck because he's been brainwashed - again. Random apperances of Stephi-chan's evil cat Lily (who is plotting to overthrow the fic in the background), Sephiroth, the Lisathi (think four giant lizards who are mirrors of the Shintennou), and an ever so hotly contested bag of Sunchips.
Jess thought she'd be funny and hand it to me to read on the bus ride between Richland and Hanford. I started it, and giggled manically the entire trip, but I didn't finish it on the ride. It's too short. The fic is just long enough. So I kept it and was reading it in Mr. Neumeyer's Anatomy and Physiology class second period. I was glad that it was one of the days that someone asked him what his weekend was like. See, Mr. Neumeyer is a volunteer cop, which usually meant that he had the most kick-ass hilarious stories to share on Mondays. So while the class was laughing over his stories, I was cackling over Jadeite trying to get laid.
Fast forward almost ten years. I have just finished watching ALL of Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon. ALL of it in a matter of a week, just so we're clear. At the end, Prince Endymion absorbs Queen Metaria's power under pretense of having Kunzite kill him, and consequently Metaria as well. Sadly, Kunzite dies before he can dispose of his lord and master (killed by the blond, baby curled Jadeite, no less!). Queen Metaria's power then (surprise!) takes over Endymion, turning him into Evil Endymion. Sailor Moon then has to kill him. Okay, so this whole thing with Endymion becoming possesed by Metaria got me thinking about the long running joke amongst the Sailor Moon fandom that the whole reason why he existed because 1) he was eye candy, and 2) some poor shmuck had to be brainwashed in every season, and it might as well be him.
So.
Endymion is brainwashed again, which reminded me of him walking mostly naked down the turnpike with several news crews following him, following a cement truck because Acme Cement Co. and DARE have just become his new lords and masters.
Last night Steph stayed the night here because we'd been out drinking, and by the time my husband got us back to our apartment, Steph was still a little toasted and more than just a little tired. There is a reason why we had a guest room - for just such an emergency. After assuring her that the sheets were, in fact, clean, I managed to wrangle some sleep wear for her (a pair of flannel shorts with Santas and reindeer on them plus and ancient shirt) and let her conk out on what used to be my bed. This morning, we were sitting on my couch discussing Japanese television, and I explained to her about my marathons of Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon.
"Say, do you remember this round robin fic you wrote with Jessica back in high school?"
She looked at me in surprise. "Um, which one - there were several."
"I just remember a line about six inches of lace and a handfull of feathers didn't cover what it used to, and Mamoru walking down the turnpike butt naked following a cement truck with grass stains on his butt."
Her eyes widened. "Oh. My. God. I remember that one. I just don't know where it is." She contemplated it for a while, before something clicked in her brain. Maybe it was the coffee, or just some slightly hung-over inspirtation. "Wait - I know how to find it."
So the Wayback Machine was fired up and we found it archived on Jessica's old website. Yes, all of it but chapter six. All we knew about chapter six was that Nephrite was epoxied to the toilet seat with Zoicite's hand epoxied to Nephrite's hair. That was pretty much all we could glean out of chapter seven, and Steph's fragmented memories of the fic. So now I have to wonder if Jessica has it somewhere and that it hasn't been purged, because really, it was quite the inspired bit of writing.
Soooooo...
Jessica, if you still have it, could you send me a copy? Or at the very least chapter six?
citizenjess and travellyr were part of a five person round robin fic that eventually became a two person round robin fic. It was a Bishojo Senshi Sailormoon Dark Kingdom fic, and the plot basically revolved around Jadeite and the fact that he was, for at least this purposes of this fic, a virgin whacking off to French porn in the Dark Kingdom living room while Kunzite and Zoicite were shacked up, Naru and Nephrite were getting it on, and Beryl was happily occupied with the brainwashed (of course) Endymion. Think, American Pie meets Dark Kingdom. Seriously, this is THE WHOLE PREMISE. Greatest line ever?"It was plain that a handful of feathers and six inches of lace didn't cover what it used to."
That is used in reference to what Naru is wearing, or rather what she isn't. Other great plot devices include a brainwashed Endymion walking down the turnpike wearing a cumberbund and a bowtie with grass stains on his ass, following a cement truck because he's been brainwashed - again. Random apperances of Stephi-chan's evil cat Lily (who is plotting to overthrow the fic in the background), Sephiroth, the Lisathi (think four giant lizards who are mirrors of the Shintennou), and an ever so hotly contested bag of Sunchips.
Jess thought she'd be funny and hand it to me to read on the bus ride between Richland and Hanford. I started it, and giggled manically the entire trip, but I didn't finish it on the ride. It's too short. The fic is just long enough. So I kept it and was reading it in Mr. Neumeyer's Anatomy and Physiology class second period. I was glad that it was one of the days that someone asked him what his weekend was like. See, Mr. Neumeyer is a volunteer cop, which usually meant that he had the most kick-ass hilarious stories to share on Mondays. So while the class was laughing over his stories, I was cackling over Jadeite trying to get laid.
Fast forward almost ten years. I have just finished watching ALL of Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon. ALL of it in a matter of a week, just so we're clear. At the end, Prince Endymion absorbs Queen Metaria's power under pretense of having Kunzite kill him, and consequently Metaria as well. Sadly, Kunzite dies before he can dispose of his lord and master (killed by the blond, baby curled Jadeite, no less!). Queen Metaria's power then (surprise!) takes over Endymion, turning him into Evil Endymion. Sailor Moon then has to kill him. Okay, so this whole thing with Endymion becoming possesed by Metaria got me thinking about the long running joke amongst the Sailor Moon fandom that the whole reason why he existed because 1) he was eye candy, and 2) some poor shmuck had to be brainwashed in every season, and it might as well be him.
So.
Endymion is brainwashed again, which reminded me of him walking mostly naked down the turnpike with several news crews following him, following a cement truck because Acme Cement Co. and DARE have just become his new lords and masters.
Last night Steph stayed the night here because we'd been out drinking, and by the time my husband got us back to our apartment, Steph was still a little toasted and more than just a little tired. There is a reason why we had a guest room - for just such an emergency. After assuring her that the sheets were, in fact, clean, I managed to wrangle some sleep wear for her (a pair of flannel shorts with Santas and reindeer on them plus and ancient shirt) and let her conk out on what used to be my bed. This morning, we were sitting on my couch discussing Japanese television, and I explained to her about my marathons of Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon.
"Say, do you remember this round robin fic you wrote with Jessica back in high school?"
She looked at me in surprise. "Um, which one - there were several."
"I just remember a line about six inches of lace and a handfull of feathers didn't cover what it used to, and Mamoru walking down the turnpike butt naked following a cement truck with grass stains on his butt."
Her eyes widened. "Oh. My. God. I remember that one. I just don't know where it is." She contemplated it for a while, before something clicked in her brain. Maybe it was the coffee, or just some slightly hung-over inspirtation. "Wait - I know how to find it."
So the Wayback Machine was fired up and we found it archived on Jessica's old website. Yes, all of it but chapter six. All we knew about chapter six was that Nephrite was epoxied to the toilet seat with Zoicite's hand epoxied to Nephrite's hair. That was pretty much all we could glean out of chapter seven, and Steph's fragmented memories of the fic. So now I have to wonder if Jessica has it somewhere and that it hasn't been purged, because really, it was quite the inspired bit of writing.
Soooooo...
Jessica, if you still have it, could you send me a copy? Or at the very least chapter six?
