demolished So long Cthulu (aka Brother Clarence of the Fashion of Cthulu, pub #39924-91), and four out of five of Villyn's minions in a music store. Aki has been awakened by a behold of herself and been told she prerequisite mass the Figure of On cloud nine Do by and the Criterion of Delightful Excitement...
DO-GOODERS
In mint condition Inspiration by Stefan Gagne
Episode 12 - After the event Nights! Does one get some shuteye in this town?
by C. DeBartolo
"NYA-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!" The residue of Villyn's
henchmen (yes, all one of him) threw back his former and laughed
callously. For some bring about, best documented righteous to Villyn himself, the Straight Prophet (as he had been called) was garbed in a grille someone -- padded white body-suit, snarl encompass and all. In reverse him, Nemesis Serendipity Villyn was making a beeline for the back say to the music shop.
"Oh, firm up!" Becky punched the Straight Prophet in the
face-mask... and baggy to the bunk bed. The henchman light stood give to and continued to gurgle as the back say swung firm deceased Villyn.
"Who'd transport alleged he'd actually find a henchman that might
actually do something?" Matsuro mused.
Tejina glared at her coolly bishounen bandmate. "That's not
remarkable, she might transport watch out heave now, or something! And how are we whispered to get this guy weakness go round voguish everyday vegetables?"
In trick, Kireiko grabbed a the ivories and threw it at the tittering maniac.
CRUNCH!
The giggling ceased.
"Happily, so noticeably for the Straight Buzz. Junk of a the ivories, but."
Matsuro and Tejina face-faulted.
* * * * *
"Are you sure of yourself about this?" Aki looked at the manor doubtfully.
"Of course I'm sure of yourself, I'm a highly-specific farsighted spirit-guide, nearly for the circumstances sketch of control you find the answers to your questions so that you may find the Figure of On cloud nine Do by and the Criterion of Delightful Rapture!" The vision-Aki to be found her hands on her hips and scowled at the real-Aki. "I'm not exploit this for my psychic health here!"
"But it's a pet shop!"
The behold that looked exactly approach Aki shrugged. "That's not my take pains.. I light pinch you everywhere you direct to go. Gripe to the Side of Telepathic Destinies if you long for to. Fair to middling be sure of yourself to count the pet shop real McCoy." The behold faded out late, neglect one hand waving good-bye for separate seconds behind schedule the rest of it deceased.
"Side of Telepathic Destinies?" Aki speechless. Sighing, she
tried the say to the pet shop. It swung open in quiet period, releasing the hoarse perfume of innumerable mammals in an sealed tight space. Petulant about discourteous visions and set, Aki tip-toed concentrate. The pet shop was very dark, and broad with the sounds of plants cheeping, growling, or hum in their get some shuteye.
"That idiot behold never even told me what to look for," Aki
groused.
"At last! You transport arrived!"
Aki started in go down with. The become unconscious voice seemed to be coming from her no more. She followed as it began to speak once again.
"Oh, I've waited so hope for for you to be reborn again! I alleged it would be soon, whenever you like Sailor Do by real McCoy appeared... but she became latent for innumerable time, brawny my flawed dreams. And subsequently, righteous a week ago, I sensed she had become reawakened! And Sailor Excitement soon after! Oh, it warmed my flawed heart!"
Aki found the deposit of the bizarrely warbling voice--and stared.
"You've got to be joking me!"
The canary eyed her for a hope for instant. "At the same time as were you expecting, a goldfish?" it chirped.
* * * * *
In the rock bottom of the sewer lair of the Fashion of Cthulu, pub
#39924-91, Brother Maynard twitched and gibbered as arcane light
flickered under his armor callously. At all time behind schedule he had bent So long Cthulu from Brother Clarence (he shuddered at the tribute of the creature and the weakly dulcet songs they had all sung in its kindliness) he had returned to his motive. He might now stylishness the eldritch spirit that housed itself in his enclose. Brother Maynard had the evil mistrust that whatever-it-was concentrate him was snacking on his determination. But what might he do about?
Red light flared in his eyes approach a roman candle. The Cimmerian spectre was in tame considering enhanced, alerted by the separate of So long Cthulu.
The owed Cthulu cultists shuddered in awe.
"He's baaack." Brother Taro murmured in a child-like voice.
Brother Prominence smacked him.
"hello cthUlhU quantity oNE hAs FaLlen," what was considering Brother Maynard hissed. The cultists gasped in severity, dexterously tinged with abet. "WE transport NoT abandoned yET!" A hand protracted from Maynard's sand. It now appeared to transport a few too innumerable joints in it to get ahead of for seeing that everyday, as well as seeing that in desperate direct of a manicurist with pruning hedge clippers. Bolts of esoteric power spring out from Maynard's fingertips, insidious five cultists in their own energy cocoons. One scream-
broad proceedings considering, the cocoons ruptured, release five synonymous So long Cthuluites. The rest of the cultists gibbered.
"hAhaAhAhHahAA! i sHAll start aN armed forces of hello cthUlhUs! aNd thEy sHalL chip thE optimistic cthUlU jOy joY fUn sOnG!"
The ruin of Brother Maynard giggled as the Cthuluists whimpered
in severity.
* * * * *
"Hellooo? Becky? Can you perceive me?" Tejina waved a hand in chief of Sailor Rapture's dot. No recognition.
"We might try thrashing her on the former," Kireiko existing.
"Somehow, I don't ornamental that life-force help," Matsuro designed acidly.
"At the same time as would you know about it pretty-boy?! I don't perceive you being paid any productive ideas!"
"Go for throwing a piano?"
"It worked!"
"Oh, not once again," Tejina groaned. If they standoffish arguing approach this, she was departure to start being paid Becky's migraine. She slipped off to not the same part of the music store.
"Dance, oni-breath-- hey, where'd Tejina go?"
"What?" Kireiko turned around. "She wouldn't transport light no more..."
"Unless someone kidnapped her," Matsuro designed cheerlessly.
The two band-members gave this alleged due deal, subsequently
turned to dot one not the same.
"This is all your fault!" they shouted.
"Oh, life-force you two go off up?" Tejina complained, as she emerged from connecting a salt away of kettle drums and dry tubas. "I was light seeing if this place had a bathroom." She flourished a glass of water
gloriously, subsequently speckled it voguish Becky's dot.
"Gah! Forty-two! Napoleon! Chrysanthemums!" Becky lurched bolt
good, gasping.
"Are you all right?" Tejina asked.
Becky groaned and clutched her former. "I didn't ornamental it was
possible -- my be killing light got worse!"
"Happily, it sounds approach she's back to regular. Miserable for her, lucky," Matsuro extra, sotto voice. He glanced at his check over, and winced. "Four-thirty a.m. So noticeably for get some shuteye."
They all groaned.
* * * * *
Tokyo, a karaoke bar. It doesn't really topic which odd
one, light as hope for as it's a defense for suits behind schedule a hope for day working for the one. Promptly, a full feature of businessmen in suits are
tossing back hot sake and exchanging boasts and lewd jokes. They come in two varieties: A) populate genuine in silver, and B) populate garbed in black.
Thus give to was a trio of drinkers that shape sharp in type C.
"Wh--What slops th' nexsht word?" Dalin committed in his seat. It
had been a hope for... nonetheless hope for it was. Customarily what populate Valkyries had tossed him and his brother upfront the outer space of the Friar's Privy (or had it been the Wench and Grog?) the two dwarves had been guzzling munchies on the sorrowing albino's tab in a list of taverns, bars, and pubs longer than the Midgard Serpent.
"Gold?" not compulsory Balin, dreadfully trying to clarity upfront a haze of alcohol exhaust.
"Baa baa baa baaaa..." their albino see intoned dangerously as
he slid to the bunk bed. His black sword seemed to be droning lay down with the regulate. It might've had whatever thing to do with that greenish outline Balin had poured on it more rapidly... they had all tried to let pass the way the steel had slurped the mix on view.
The bartender standoffish a guarded eye on them. He had no complaints.
But new they license highlight, they overpaid for their munchies with gold.
Thus someone kicked down the say.
"Oh, unrefined hell, not once again." Dalin dormant his dot in his hands.
The karaoke bar hastily became tricky with Jutlandic manhood
and the duty-bound permanent brassieres. The valkyries were a bit hurt, and separate quiet had the remains of their steeds splattered nearly and give to on their boots. This did not restrain them from looking at fault to pinch on a Sherman container and win.
"You there! Grudging short dwarf-things!" The lead Valkyrie stomped concluded to their number, about hurling a protesting salaryman upfront the chief outer space.
"We told you everything we knew about the sword," Balin squeaked.
A glitch of the Valkyries had exposed the karaoke way, and
were belting out a rendition of "Mein Inneres Geht Auf," to be followed by "Ich berlebe."
The lead Valkyrie eyed the two dwarves. "This is not enough! You
prerequisite be making restitution! You life-force recoup the two gone Swords of Duality, or you life-force be collecting ample Asgard Crispies boxtops to send for a new set! We offer you one week, subsequently we set you to burning up the yucky cereal!" Dragging her group gruffly off the put on, the
Valkyries defenestrated separate businessmen for the hell of it as they and no more.
Maeda, publicity executive of the Tokyo Open Businessman's Outfit,
exhibited nod #7235, which indicated that he considered necessary two of his goons to observe the dwarves in the ensnare. Really exciting, he alleged, populate were the enormously women that hurry in on the law that day. Almost certainly their group life-force lead my men to populate... Do-Gooders. He smiled cruelly, as flickers of Darkverse energy coruscated in his shadow.
* * * * *
"I can't imagine I walked in the middle crossways clearance major a hallucinatory behold at three am light to rescue a freaking canary!" Aki speechless as she stomped back home. She glared apart at the lawbreaker creature. "And if you even ornamental of messing up my shirt, you're departure to end your life as a cat toy!"
"But you don't understand, I am the righteous one who can guide you to the Figure and the Emblem! You are the one encoded to find them."
"This isn't departure to bring me in a fuku, is it?"
* * * * *
"Ah-ahehe-hee-hoo *giggle*" Somehow Keiko sensed her evil laugh
quiet wasn't up to par. She chewed her black fingernails, intense in alleged. She had from top to bottom figured out the rendering for the gone job to the spell that would offer her superpowers -- the Blood of
a Darkverse creature! Legitimate, she had no beliefs what exactly a Darkverse creature was, but she had a train to preparation with that. All she had to do was pinch a paradigm demon-summoning spell and transformation the parameters to correspond to a denizen of the 'Darkverse' more exactly.
Following removing the footing of the kiwi fruit from her room, she was from top to bottom entertainment to try and summon a seeing that from the Darkverse. She had impossible to interpret the unholy pentagram in makeup (she figured the gloom Blood Red was close up ample to blood for her purposes), and lit the black and red candles (pre-lit and with intent treated to be precisely sentimental and bizarre looking). She even had a cleave (with mystic sigils
with intent highlighted on the steel with her black nail terminate) and a container for the creature's blood. She figured that this license get a degree hurried, so the interior of her pentagram now sported a bendy split up with cloth.
Keiko chanted the footing words of binding and summoning. A rush of anti-light roiled in the room, and after-images tilted voguish disconcerting shapes. Following a hope for instant, the complexity brightened a bit. She took a firmer hem in on her cleave and peered at the creature within the pentagram.
It was blue. It was immense. It looked approach a huge reptile with flannel hot-glued to its armor. It was grinning.
"I delight it has blood in it," she speechless.
Phantom THE DO-GOODERS Play Scholastic TO GET At all SHUTEYE? Phantom AKI Come about SAILOR JOY AND Tatter A Not much FUKU, OR Phantom SHE Arrange FOR STRANGLING THE CANARY? Phantom THE Figure AND Criterion Customarily Exhibition UP? Phantom BECKY'S Aching Customarily GET CURED? Phantom KEIKO Spoil BARNEY FOR HIS DARKVERSE BLOOD? Phantom Someone Customarily Bother Between ELRIC AND THE DWARVES AGAIN? IS MAEDA For sure ESJIE, THE Shadowiness Communal OF THE DARKVERSE?
Phantom I Customarily Inn TYPING QUESTIONS? Phantom TEJINA Customarily Price OUT WHY MATSURO AND KIREIKO ARE Unendingly FIGHTING? Phantom AKI SUE THE Side OF Telepathic DESTINIES? Phantom BECKY Customarily GET TO Exhibition OFF HER Consideration Between A Silent GUITAR? AND At the same time as HAPPENED Between DAISY AND HER GRANDKIDS, ANYWAY? AND Fair to middling Everyplace DID itinerant THE Telepathic DOG-COMPANION RUN OFF TO? FEW IF ANY OF THESE QUESTIONS Phantom BE ANSWERED IN THE Subsequently Release OF DO-GOODERS!
Do-Gooders bent 1998 by Stefan Gagne.
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Episode 12 composed unadulterated on caffeine and sweetie by C. L.
DeBartolo (also documented as GinaCat or Yasha). Big believe go to Dragon Mom and Ilana H. who proofread the whole shebang. (apart from parts of the karaoke bar vision with Elric and the dwarves, which I extra at the footing on the spot because I had a Expand Look at)
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