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fmadrlj2008-07-17 02:49 am
sailorfons.livejournal.com) wrote in fmadrlj2008-07-17 02:49 am
I'll show you moon rockets. >:3
*It had been a dark night in Central. Moonlight had stained the streets, and monsters had been about. Loads of them.
A miniskirted young woman had been patrolling that night, short skirt swishing around behind her, boots clacking on the ground. Her long hair touched her back, fluttering in the wind...
Without any sort of warning, Alfons Heiderich, had, again, been thrust into a battle of extreme proportions.
...
Against a monster that looked like a race car. True. Story.
She sidesteps to the side as the creature tries to throw a few random tires at her, and she kicks her legs up, only to fly in the air as she soars towards it.
...
Not so much a direct hit. In fact, it just knocks her back, and she skids on the ground...it's hardly noticeable that her surroundings have changed, and that the monster is now charging through a DIFFERENT version of Central entirely, but all Alfons can think about is defeating this monster.
...And turning Male again as soon as possible. Getting out of this female form.
Which is actually his TRUE form.
...
Nobody could prove that.
Alfons backs up a few steps, and glares, holding up a gloved hand.
The monster tilts its head at her, and then charges again.
Alfons leaps off to the side again...
...
She had to take it out. Mercury and Venus and everyone else seemed to just take a damn NAP somewhere and Tuxedo Retard already used up his 'oneshot distraction' ticket.
Groaning, Alfons pulls out the wand she had been HOPING she wouldn't have had to use; a long pink thing with a heart on the end. It was bad enough she had to pull out the Chalice with its butterfly wings and get into Crisis form.
Twirling with various hearts and moons and sparkles behind her, she decides to go through the motions...after all, the race-car-thing from Hell won't die otherwise.*
RAINBOW...MOON....HEART....ACHE!
*...and then the thing, after various sparkles (and yelling "Curses Sailor Moon!" a lot), turned into dust (Alfons refused, REFUSED to use the phrase 'moondusted', which she was forced to say for cheese's sake on various occasions), and Alfons Heiderich was left standing alone in the dark Central Streets.*
[Yes. Sailor Moon Alfons. :3 You know you love me.]
A miniskirted young woman had been patrolling that night, short skirt swishing around behind her, boots clacking on the ground. Her long hair touched her back, fluttering in the wind...
Without any sort of warning, Alfons Heiderich, had, again, been thrust into a battle of extreme proportions.
...
Against a monster that looked like a race car. True. Story.
She sidesteps to the side as the creature tries to throw a few random tires at her, and she kicks her legs up, only to fly in the air as she soars towards it.
...
Not so much a direct hit. In fact, it just knocks her back, and she skids on the ground...it's hardly noticeable that her surroundings have changed, and that the monster is now charging through a DIFFERENT version of Central entirely, but all Alfons can think about is defeating this monster.
...And turning Male again as soon as possible. Getting out of this female form.
Which is actually his TRUE form.
...
Nobody could prove that.
Alfons backs up a few steps, and glares, holding up a gloved hand.
The monster tilts its head at her, and then charges again.
Alfons leaps off to the side again...
...
She had to take it out. Mercury and Venus and everyone else seemed to just take a damn NAP somewhere and Tuxedo Retard already used up his 'oneshot distraction' ticket.
Groaning, Alfons pulls out the wand she had been HOPING she wouldn't have had to use; a long pink thing with a heart on the end. It was bad enough she had to pull out the Chalice with its butterfly wings and get into Crisis form.
Twirling with various hearts and moons and sparkles behind her, she decides to go through the motions...after all, the race-car-thing from Hell won't die otherwise.*
RAINBOW...MOON....HEART....ACHE!
*...and then the thing, after various sparkles (and yelling "Curses Sailor Moon!" a lot), turned into dust (Alfons refused, REFUSED to use the phrase 'moondusted', which she was forced to say for cheese's sake on various occasions), and Alfons Heiderich was left standing alone in the dark Central Streets.*
[Yes. Sailor Moon Alfons. :3 You know you love me.]
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Your hair is perfect! How do you get it so shiny? Do you use conditioner? You just arrived here, yes? Oh, pretty you are mysterious. How very interesting.
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*Alfons stares.
....................................
Then blinks.
...................................................
Brainbreak.
What the HELL? Wasn't Ed in his Tuxedo Mask form?
...
And why did he smell like...
PEACHES?!
And...And...And...*
I...just...
*What the hell. Why was he asking about Conditioner. And hair. What the HELL. He knew Edward was gay since he slept with the guy in his male form, but did he seriously have to play it up like that? it was creepy.*
Edward?!
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"You're always spending your time in those books!" She would say. "Instead of focusing on how to get up to space, why not clear the space between your own ears and train once in a while?"
...
.................
Maybe it was that...thing...that she did, with her crescent moon.
...
But still...
She eyes Edward warily, and even smiles a bit, tucking some hair behind her ear.
This wasn't real. So she could show off a bit.*
This is my power. I'm Sailor Moon, Champion of Love and Justice. Pretty cool, huh?
*The only thoughts that went through her head were:
Kill me. Painfully.*
It's my power. I destroy evil with the power of love!
*She whishes her wand around, hearts and bubbles flying behind it with every moment, giving him the most charming smile she could without wanting to puke.
Besides, her being THIS cutesy could only frighten Ed into a coma. If this WAS really Ed playing a trick on her, instead of Luna playing mind games--either way it was an illusion and no WAY this was real--then it would snap him straight out of it.*
OOC
Re: OOC
OOC
I think I love you.
...
shit brb drawing this
Re: OOC
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*gapes*
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*Alfons also gapes.*
AL?!?!?!
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What are you wearing?
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You...
....
Why are you a guy??
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excepting about a week or two under various hexes and potions...no subject
Is your name Alphonse Elric?
Hexes? Potions?no subject
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I've known you since we were kids.
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*gaping* What was that thing?!
*stares at her, trying to understand what she just did with the heart pointed wand*
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Though come to think of it...
Didn't the entirety of Central already know about her constant fight against Evil (which apparently looked fabulous in various colors, and had breasts. EVERY monster had a feminine form in some way, and it only made Alfons curse his own even more)?
She turned to the...
HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK!
EDWARD?!?!?!
ANOTHER ONE?!
...This had to be a mind trick.
Or a Shapeshifting monster.
....
Alfons points her wand at the strange imposter (who, if he's a new enemy, chose the wrong form to fight in. Girls are always weak against guys who look like their boyfriends. It's Shoujo anime law!), glaring at him.*
You! What are you? Show your true form, imposter!!!
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I'm not trying to appear like anyone you know. Put this girly artifact away before you hurt someone.
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It wasn't like she WANTED to wield that thing!!!*
...
Now I KNOW you're not the Edward I know.
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Oh my God.
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*Alfons doesn't even bother to pretend anymore. She simply gapes at him. With all the weird shit she'd been seeing with a male Al and multiple Eds...
Seeing HERSELF in her guy form shouldn't be too much of a surprise.*
.....
I second that.
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...
-closes-
...
Huh?
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*Alfons just stares.
...
Ed looked like he was going to a Final Fantasy convention now.
HOW MANY EDS WERE THERE IN THIS PLACE?!?!?!
And what the HELL was going on?!*
....
???????????????
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-Edward stares back not...sure how he's supposed to react.
He got over the fact that, yeah, some girls that were here looked and had the same name as his lover, but...
w-wasn't this just...ridiculous?-
Is...that supposed...to be your staff? It's...so girly...
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...
This couldn't be the same Ed that he knew.
But then what the hell?
...
She'd tried the communicator too, a few seconds ago, and nothing worked. Luna wasn't even there, nobody was...
Where WAS this place?!*
It's because I fight with the power of love.
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How are you supposed to defeat things with love? I mean...wouldn't that just make the situation worse?
-He paused, looking over her a bit-
...
...why's your skirt so short too? I mean...aren't you afraid it'll be too revealing and guys will try to sneak a peak or something?
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*Did he have to look OVER her? She was a man at heart, but God...she was feeling violated.*
...
Unfortunately, it's what I have to wear. It's the Uniform...all Sailor Soldiers dress like this.
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...
S-Sailor Soldiers?
-He isn't...really sure if he should be amused by now or act really serious, as to not offend her-
...W-wanna explain that one to me?
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The Guardians of the Planets, fighting to protect the Earth against the forces of Evil. Each star, satellite, and planet has a Sailor Soldier Guardian.
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Do they each have a special name or something?
Are you like...Sailor Gaia...or something?
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I'm Sailor Moon.
We don't have a Sailor Gaia. There is a soldier of Earth, but somehow he's the only one who's male. And he wears a Tuxedo. Looks a lot like you.
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So you protect the Moons?
-He...isn't really following, and comes to the conclusion she must have multiple moons around her planet too-
Like...me? That's...wonderful to hear...
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I thought there was only one.
*Alfons isn't quite understanding this guy, either D:*
I often have to rescue him, though. It turns out he's the popular candidate among evil queens for a potential husband these days.
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-He laughs nervously, scratching the back of his head-
...you have to rescue him? Why can't...he stick up for himself? -He doesn't want to accept the fact that someone like him is actually weak and has to rely on others to save him- Queens? ...that must be hell, then.
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