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It's been a long time...
"Oh, hum...I've been *so* lonely, lately." Jellax mused as she wandered about the nexus. "I hope I can allay my boredom by finding a Senshi or two to talk with...." Then, a glint in her eye. "...or play with!"
{ooc: this place has bee empty for long time, but I'll just cast a line and see if anything comes up.}
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Go Out In Style
The whole thing had been bad from the get-go ( Read more... ) -
A small moment of happiness. Interrupted
It was a breakthrough moment for the dirty, ragamuffin-dressed girl on the roof of the abandoned OSA-P building.
"Aaaa-AH!"
Usagi's face lit up as the small portable stove turned on. IT meant tonight, she had some electricity. It meant tonight, she had food. Warm, cooked, easy to make food. Rubbing her gloved hands together, she took out a can of ( Read more... ) -
This Fragile World is Tearing Apart
The door slammed so hard that the castle probably shook. Good; let them all know how she was feeling ( Read more... ) -
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[The night fell in Tokyo with relative ease. It isn't Sailor Moon or her senshi that patrol the rooftops, it's Tuxedo Kamen ( Read more... ) -
how may I serve you...
It is the Silver Millennium. Sort of. The time is during the Silver Millennium, but the place is Earth. The Golden Kingdom, the pinnacle of ancient culture, nobility, science, and...slavery ( Read more... ) -
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Yet again, Haruka found herself in this odd place, the place where she'd met both the queen and Sailor Cosmos. Both Usagi and an odd version of her fellow senshi, she of the message bringer Mercury ( Read more... ) -
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Tomoe Hotaru adjusted the temperature on the stove with a small smile, waiting for the water to finish boiling in the kettle. She would meet someone new today, as she did almost every day. A new lost soul, a new person in need. This was her life, to help the dead and dying for as long as she drew breath. A fitting punishment, considering ( Read more... ) -
Target acquired!
The time: night. The place: a very, very nice penthouse. At least it was before its owner was tossed out into the window after a brutal fight. He lays unconscious in his suit of armor, alongside a woman with bat wings and what can only be described as a rather large green orge. They were unaware of who or what ambushed them. Nor would they know who ( Read more... ) -
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The place: a huge forest, with impossibly tall, ancient trees. Two figures, one in blue, one in pink and green, dodge around the trunks and over roots. Their boots make only a little noise on the forest floor, heavily carpeted with layers of old leaves ( Read more... )