From: "Sailor Aquarius" Subject: Re: [FSC] Passing the Fuku Date: Friday, 22 October, 1999 21:28 On Fri, 22 Oct 1999 06:27:57 GMT, ukyo@lightspeed.bc.ca (Patrick Michael O'Shea) wrote: >"Geez, it's boring here" > >Catherine Ellison wandered around the streets of net.tokyo, wondering >for the nth time why she had let her father talk her into going here >for school, instead of Haney-3 back home. they'd finally mopped up >after the last Angel invasion... > >No, the great Aldus Ellison just couldn't spare the time to raise his >only daughter. Too many adventures to be had, too many new Riders to >be trained. > >Too much fun to be had. > >Typical. Oh, there was the usual speech about how net.Tokyo was safer >now that the FSC had apparently vanished after a job well >done(too-well, in her opinion), and that it would be better to stay >with relatives here than back home where a giant beast could step on >you without so much as a by-your-leave. No, can't have that. > >That was when Catherine came across the following piece of paper >(Which Neville Chamberlaine hadn't even touched) >>--- >>Now Hiring >> >>Talented willing people to become FScouts. >> >>Low Pay, meet interesting monsters and blow them up. >> >>Wear excessivly short skirts.!! >> >>Sailor Newb wants you! >> >> >> > >Below that was a toll free number to call. What the heck?, she >figured. Beats doin' stuff. > >Locating a pay phone, Catherine quickly dialled the number, and >listened to the automated voice > >"Welcome to the FSC automated receiver. To file a youma report, press >one. To lodge a complaint, press 2. To ask about new positions, >press 3 --" > >"You have selected option 3. To become Monster Bait, press 1. To >become a Knight, press 2. To become a senshi, press 3 --" > >"You have selected option 3, become a senshi. You must now supply a >reason for becoming a senshi. Defend Love and Justice, press 1. >Revenge, press 2. Boredom, press 3. Spite a parent, press fo.. >--------" > >"Thank you for calling. PLease report to this {*} address within a >week for your formal interview and training schedule. Thank you for >calling Dial-A-Senshi [click]". > >OOC: OK, I'm in. how was that for an opener, or do I need more? >ARGH-Arcanine Riders of Greater Haney >Patrick Michael O'Shea, Trainer and 3rd Lancer >ukyo@lightspeed.bc.ca >a_ellison@my-dejanews.com Meanwhile, in another part of net.Tokyo. Bob was walking along the street, followed by his friend Eunuch(well, Eunuch considered him a friend, Bob was of a different mind about it, he thought of him more as a a hanger-on). Eunuch was droning on about the highly obscure topic of 18th century French watchmakers, when Bob noticed a poster recruiting for something called the FSC. It showed a picture of someone named Sailor Newb and offered the chance to fight giant monsters in net.Tokyo, not to mention wear short skirts. A brief memory stirred in Bob. He saw a dim vision of fighting evil in a sailor outfit, and of meeting brightly colored heroes from another dimension, one of whom was a lovely Amazonian lady in a star spangled bustier... "Bob...Bob? Are you listening?" said Eunuch, annoyed at Bob's sudden ignoring of him. "Uh..Eunuch, I gotta go do something right now. I'll see ya later." He ran off down the street. Eunuch just stared after him. That FSC is a part of my life I've been missing, Bob thought as he ran. I've got to get in contact with them...find out what they have to do with my life.. And there you go. I'm finally back.:)