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 Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 1:51 pm
 The sun was setting fast, a sweet pink curling across the horizon. Gardner Presley was completely oblivious to this, as she was currently leaning against a wall in a degree of pain. She cursed her idiocy, her fingers searching her chin, until she found a piece of peeling skin. She grabbed hold with her forefinger thumb, pulling gently but firmly, and pulled the skin off, taking her face with it-- no, not her face, it was very apparent very quickly that it was actually some form of special effects skin. She sighed and peeled the rest of it off, placing it tenderly back in her bag before massasing her spiderbites. Not spiderbites in the sense of an insect abrasion, however, merely the two small piercings side by side on her lower lip, towards the corner of her mouth. One had gotten caught inside the latex skin, and hurt intensely when she had tried to move her mouth.
"That'll teach me," Gardner said, muttering darkly. "At least no one is here to see that, I guess." She sighed, and massaged her skin, feeling the strange powdered texture of the mask residue. Her hair, which shone in many shades even in the dim light, rippled against her back as she pulled away from the wall.
There was no peace for her unless she escaped to this part of town, where it was less upscale. She did need to get home in time, however, and so she slung her bag over one shoulder. As she pushed off from the wall and headed towards the fence separating the warehouse yard from the street, she noticed that there were two figures approaching from quite a distance. She swallowed hard, and thought of all the horror movies she had seen. Instead of worrying, however, she felt her heart pump faster, and a hint of a grin broke out. If this was a zombie apocalypse, she could still make it over the fence in time.
She approached it calmly, and climbed to the top before she noticed something: Was that... a cat?
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2011 6:50 pm
Yes, indeed that was a cat, a cat who was running for his life. A small dog-like youma was chasing him. It was just not his day. He had failed to steal the shiny little earring in the lady purse which led him to run away to find the youma. Sometime he wish he was a person then he wouldn't have to worry about this. Youma's wouldn't want to eat him because he would have a low enough power signal for them to leave him alone, but no he was a cat, a guardian cat who youma love to take and eat.
Luckily for him he had sense an unawaken senshi and took the closet route to get to her as soon as possible. He ran upon her huffing and puffing. Getting on up on his legs he put his hand to his heart and let out a big sigh. "Hi! I'm Pippin and if you don't want to die in....." he pause to look at his imagery watch and began again, "like 2 minutes you will do two things for me! Number one is that you will not scream after finally realizing I'm a speaking cat and Number two when I give your henshin pin you will do what I say? Is that ok, miss?" He said with a bright smiled moving behind her.
No he wasn't stupid. If this girl wasn't going to listen to him then he would use her to hide behind and give him enough time to escape when the yuma came. He was a smart kitty indeed.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 8:18 am
As it approached, it became completely evident that it was, indeed, a cat. And the figure she had seen watching simply walked away; must have been one of the employees there. Either that, or a guy who wasn't going to be trouble-- just yet. Presley didn't want to take her chances. That cat looked like it was running for its tiny, fluffy life, however, so Presley hopped down off the fence as it approached. Before it had a chance to speak (though she did not know it was going to do this, obviously), she called out in her softest Crystal Academy voice: "Here, pretty little cat, what are you doing all the way out here? What a cute outfit you have on; I wonder who had the adorable idea to dress their kitty up!" And in her mind, Presley was thinking What the hell kind of person puts clothing on a cat. Freaks. But Crystal had taught her not to say such things.
When the cat spoke, all facades went out the window.
"Why would I scream?" was her first reply, and then, "How the hell are you talking?" Her mind was firing a thousand times at once, and she couldn't seem to keep her thoughts straight. "Pippin, let's say you're right, and I need to take... whatever this henshin pen is, and do what you say. I don't really want to die, so..." Gardner Presley took a deep breath, brushed some of the stray hair away from her face, and knelt down at the cat's level. Except he was moving behind her, and so she had to readjust, staring at him with an expression somewhere between disapproval and confusion.
"Alright, Pippin. I'm Presley; let's see what you've got for me." She said, her hand out. Maybe she had inadvertently inhaled one too many fumes from the warehouse equipment on her way through, or maybe she was having an extremely elaborate dream. Her horror movie fascination hadn't exactly prepared her for talking kitties... but that was what pop culture was for, wasn't it?
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 12:14 pm
Well that was surprising answer. Most people wouldn't ask "Why would I scream" to a talking most people would scream. He smiled and began to talk. "Well because most people think it's unusual to hear a talking cat." he pause to rub his chin. "But I guess miss you're different. Which is wonderful because then you won't have no problem when you power up! But I'm getting ahead of myself." He grin and began again, "I'm talking because I'm a guardian cat and I came you save both you and my life. Well and that you have a duty to serve the white kingdom but I'll tell you that after you power because the youma is getting closer and I really wouldn't like to get eaten." he said with a bright smile.
He frown as she moved to face him. This wasn't suppose to happen. He was going to hide just incase but he guess since she was so understanding then he didn't have to hide. He walked around her and pointed to the dog like youma. "Ok! That's a youma and it's getting closer and this is why you have to take this henshin pen from me because I want you to destroy it or well you know get it away from us. Now take it and yell with passion, great passion 'Hercules Power, Make-up'. Got that, good! Once you do that I'll tell what to do next and once we're done with this youma I'll explain everything! I promise! Now go! Please, yell!" he said with a smile.
Even facing death he was always smiling.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 12:29 pm
 Perhaps most people did not watch horror movies and immerse themselves in stage makeup, but Gardner Presley was used to much more troubling images and creatures. In fact, though she may not know it yet, it would be uniquely useful in refusing to let the Youma frighten her. She wasn't exactly a strong fighter, however, and she didn't actually know what was chasing Pippin. "You're too cute to be scary. When I... power up?" At this, Presley arched one brow. What the hell was the cat-- and yes, it was still talking, actually. The longer she talked to Pippin, the more it occurred to her that it should be weirding her out. That was when she took note of the star on the cat's forehead. "Okay, wait, so... let me recap," she said, tapping her cheek with one slender, pale finger.
"You're a talking cat named Pippin," she began, pointing her finger at Pippin in a momentary lapse in manners, "I'm going to power up...you're here to save our lives... and I have a duty to some kind of white kingdom." Presley was talking with her hands, making some kind of vague outline that looked like a castle in the end. "Someone roofied me at the tattoo parlour, didn't they," she grumbled. Then, finally, the word youma clicked in. Doesn't that mean 'demon?' Immediately, she was interested in what was being said.
She didn't know she was being understanding, it was just that she was so used to fantasy and horror worlds that a talking cat was not altogether frightening. It just all had this vague sense of derealization to it; after all, how could she be talking to a cat? When she woke up the next morning, that was when she'd actually freak out. For now, she was calm, and willing to listen."Got it; Youma, pen, make-up-- no big deal."
She took the pen from the cat, and stared at it. She mumbled, "Hercules Power, Make-up." Understandably, nothing happened. With a sigh, she realized she really would have to be passionate; it was worth a shot, wasn't it? So she thought of the youma, travelling towards her, and then suddenly felt the thrill of being in danger. That thrill she had coveted from horror movies for years, and now she was living in that adrenaline. With that adrenaline, that excitement, that desire to vanquish this youma and be the survivor in this situation, she called out: "Hercules Power, Make-up!"
That was what began her transformation. She closed her eyes, as the transformation took over: gloves wound around her hands and arms, a soft and shorter skirt replaced her uniform skirt, and she could hear the gentle jingle of gold chain against some kind of crystal, the weight of which pressed against her forehead lightly. When everything had settled, and she was standing there in her uniform, she felt as though something had made her whole. And with this wholeness, she would shatter the demon into a thousand pieces.
Except she had no idea how to do any of that, and it was more excitement which made her think so drastically. It definitely helped that Pippin was so cheerful; with his attitude, it made it more like a game than a real threat, but she still got her dose of adrenaline. "So let's do this thing!" she told Pippin enthusiastically, a huge smile across her face, unlike any emotion she had displayed in weeks. Most of her life was boring, and predictable. For once, she was having fun.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 1:22 pm
A lot of recapping and not a lot of time. If Pippin wasn't just awaking this senshi he would of just yelled "Hurry the heck up and destroy the thing" but she was new and didn't understand what was coming. Luckily for them it was a small and very weak youma so the could destroy it easily. His brain had already been working on a plan that used her power to it's full potential he just hoped she had good aim....
At least she was understanding and wasn't really question everything that was happening. It could be a lot worst where she just didn't want to hear of this and leave so he couldn't complain that much, right? He watch as she mumble the word and shook his head. He never understood why human just didn't listen the first time it would make his life a lot easier. He grin as she shout the second time and clap his hands together. He watch as she transform and his eyes grew big. She was cover in tons of shiny things. This senshi was perfect match for this cat and if a youma wasn't coming to eat them he would of just stole all of the things on her shiny little outfit for himself.
"Wonderful! Just wonderful! You're cover in shiny things Hercules! You're wonderful and once where done I'm going to enjoy..." he stop to cover himself. He wasn't going to relive his plan of stealing all of her stuff just yet. He smile at her and quickly look to the youma that was rapidly moving closer on them. "Ok! Next thing I want you to do Miss Hercules is to yell 'Hera’s affection'. You should be able to take off the very shiny headpiece that's on you hand use it as a weapon. I want you to throw it when I say now at the youma's eyes. It should break and gives us enough to attack him and destroy him!" he said in utter excitement. It seem that Hercules's enthusiasms was rubbing off on Pippin.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 8:53 am
Of course Gardner couldn't know that recapping was wasting valuable time. If anything, it was helping her assess the situation. Gardner Presley wasn't the kind of person who liked to be hurried, and she could be incredibly efficient if motivated. Hopefully her efficiency would help her in this situation, now that she had frittered away all of her valuable time.
She didn't yell the first time because in this neighbourhood yelling was an awful idea. It was necessary, when slinking around warehouse districts, to keep quiet and unseen. However, in this case, apparently she would have to get a little loud. And it worked. Sailor Hercules, that was who she had become, and Pippin seemed delighted. She looked over her uniform briefly, taking in the beautiful colours and the dainty jewelry. If Pippin had tried to steal her Henshin jewelry, she probably would have put up quite a fight, kitten or not. She could get him something pretty later. And he certainly seemed to like shiny things, at that, by the way his eyes went.
"I appear to be blinding," she agreed with him, laughing. She punched the air a couple times, clearly excited. Still, she wasn't about to try to box with a youma. Hercules didn't waste time debating the yelled words, this time; last time they had worked only when she yelled, so here it went: "Hera's Affection!"she shouted, reaching up to pull at the crystal from her headpiece. It didn't come off, but a duplicate did: it was its double in every facet, except that this one was disposable. Pippin was getting excited, too, and it was only making Hercules more thrilled.
She stood her ground, watching the dog youma approach, and said, "When we're ready, let me know!" She laughed, which was her natural reaction in horror films as well: her natural reaction to excitement and adrenaline, even a little fear, it seemed, was to laugh.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 12:52 pm
Yes, very blinding with wonderful little trinkets cover all over you. For Pippin it was really getting hard to focus with such a pretty fuku right in front of him. He had to keep focus but every time Hercules moved his eyes went her way. He knew this was not proper mauvian way but it was so so hard. He just wanted just a small little piece, plus he was saving her life right? She had to repay him some way right? Yeah! He deserved a piece. Moving closer to Hercules in a trace his tiny little moved forward to grab one of her shin little trinkets off her dress. As he was about to snatch a piece the youma growl and it set the little cat jumping back and out of the trace.
Right. Okay. Work first, play later. It had to be that way if he wanted to live for another day. Looking around he came up with a brilliant plan to use Hercules power to it's full potential. Of course he had be thinking of this the whole time but it was set aside when he came across her wonderful outfit. "Ok Sailor Hercules when I say go, throw your crystal in the youma's eyes and grab that wood plank over there and hit the youma as hard as you can and that should be enough to kill it!" he said in a hurry. Lucky from them they were close to a warehouse and wood planks were everywhere.
He just hoped that Hercules had good aim....
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 9:32 am
Sailor Hercules could feel Pippin move up and get closer, but she waited to see if he'd really grab a trinket, or if he'd have the good sense to leave her fuku alone. Really, she would take him to one of those places with bins of beads to make one's own jewelry if they made it through this. The guardian kitty would deserve some kind of reward. Even if the youma was not particularly threatening, given its small and kind of cute appearance (Hercules had a skewed sense of "cuteness," clearly).
"Alright!" she agreed, quickly. Although she didn't really understand why she couldn't move closer to the plank and prepare to hurl the jewel at the same time, she listened to Pippin's advice; it would be better to play it safe. Besides, if the youma got too close, she would just kick it...! ... Not that it was a particularly amazing plan, but why not? Better than dying.
Hercules had never really thought too much about her aim, so... here's hoping it could stand up to the challenge. She wasn't particularly fond of sports, but there was something special about her crystal which made her feel as though she could hit the youma even with her eyes closed. For this time, though, she was going to keep her eyes open-- games later, success now.
She waited for Pippin's "GO," bracing herself. As soon as he would give the word, she would throw the jewel, connecting with the youma's face, though nearly glancing off the forehead, and in the moment of confusion dart over to the planks, grabbing one which appeared to have few splinters, so that she could beam it over the head. Puppy-shaped youma or not, it was still a demon.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 7:41 pm
Ok, here they go. It was all up to her aim. It wasn't goo Pippin would have to think of something and something fast. Maybe he could shoot the little vile thing with his little star power but that would almost make himself pass out and he wasn't really feeling that up to that, plus he had to answer her question after this. And if he was passed out then he couldn't do that right? So here he was about to say go and see if Hercules was up to his mission. 3....2....1 "Go!" he yelled and place his little paws over his eyes. He hoped for the best.
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 6:01 pm
bunnyilove I'm so sorry! ; A; I... just got a notice that you'd tagged me, I had no idea until now I guess? OTL
As soon as she hit the youma, she swung the plank a few more times, just smashing it, trying to make sure she'd done the job; her eyes, admittedly, may have closed at some point while she was swinging. Not out of fear, but because it was a very confusing sensation to have to smash a youma with a plank. She was totally getting splinters in her hands.
After she was done, she stood there, her shoulders heaving. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" she asked, half to herself, half to Pippin. "What do you think? Think I can handle this magical girl thing?"
Sailor Hercules glanced towards Pippin, and tried to muster a tired smile.
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 8:27 pm
He watched her hit the youma and hit a few more times and blink. She was really trying to kill thing, wasn't she. He let out a small giggle. He gently walked over to her and nuzzled her leg. She was going to be fine.
"Nope, not at all! Very good actually!" he stopped to giggle, "I'm sure you can and if you ever need me again you can just call! I would love to see your process along the way!" he said with a big smile.Face your demons No. No. it's fine babe. <3
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