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This is just a silly little one shot I did for a song from Repo! The Genetic Opera. The song is Zydrate Anatomy, and be warned. Excessive girl x girl implied action, excessive drug use, excess madness. Lots of edited stuff. Enjoy!


WARNING! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNUSED TO DRUGS, CUSSING, OR MEN IN CORSETS. I MEAN IT.

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In the middle of the night, Johann swore he heard music. He'd woken up to a strange whisper, and thought for a moment that he was still dreaming. But he heard it again...

"I don't feel nothin' at all..."

He figured, a party maybe? The crew were quite racous sometimes, and after a few drinks there was a bit of madness. He got up, and peeked his head outside. But there was no one tumbling about with a party. Was he hearing things?

"I don't feel nothin' at all..."

He followed the singing to below the deck. And then was shocked that he did.

In something that resembled a strange, sea ghetto, he saw Alix, clad in a dark blue bikini and a boa with fishnet tights and knee high boots. She swirled around, and Johann found she wasn't alone either. Lamia and Myra, dressed like very strange pirate hookers (Johann really couldn't think of anything more polite to call it) standing behind Alix. And that's when the singing began.

"Drug market," Alix crooned, "Sub market....sometimes I wonder why I ever got in," she twirled around, Myra and Lamia doing it in sync, "Blood market, love market," she twirled a finger around Lamia's hair deviously while she sang, "Sometimes I wonder why they need me at all!"

She whipped out something from the back of her bikini, "Devil Fruit comes in a little glass vial!"

"A little glass vial?" said Johann, utterly bewildered.

"A little glass vial!" echoed Myra and Lamia.

"And the little glass vial goes into the gun like a battery," Alix pulled out something very sharp and lethal looking, while Lamia and Myra panted excitedly. Johann didn't feel much blood in his brain any longer.

"And the Devil Fruit gun goes somewhere against your anatomy!" she said, then jabbing the needle point end into Myra's neck. Myra yelped as it pierced the skin, than cooed as it zapped.

"And when the gun goes off it sparks," she said looking devious, shoving Lamia against a wall, "And you're ready for surgery!"

"Surgery?" squeaked Johann as Lamia too swooned in the drug induced haze.

"Witch-robber..." Johan turned to the new voice and almost fell over himself. Mizuki, for gods sakes Mizuki, was walking up from the back accomapanied by Matsu and Turner, all three of them wearing tight leathery corsets. Johann might have thrown up at Matsu and Turner, but Mizuki alone was seriously hot.

"Witch-robber," sang Mizuki, "Sometimes I wonder why I even bother," Mizuki approached Alix, looking feral, "Witch-robber, Witch-robber, sometimes I wonder why I need you at all!" Mizuki slammed Alix against the wall, but Alix quickly turned the tables and flipped her over, tracing the sharp end of the Devil Fruit gun along her neck.

"And Mizuki Hart is addicted to the knife."

"Addicted to the knife?" trembled Johann, still shell shocked at the odd performance.

"Addicted to the knife!" sang out the others, the girls being held up by their respective leather clad boyfriends.

"And addicted to the knife she needs a little help with the agony," Alix sashayed off, waving the gun.

"Agony," groaned the others.

"And a little help comes in a little glass vial in a gun pressed against her anatomy," Mizuki waltzed up, trailing her arms up along Alix's waist, tail swishing seductively. "And when the gun goes off Miss Hart is ready for surgery." Mizuki shot a particularly nasty look at Johann who paled considerably.

"Witch-robber, Witch-robber," Mizuki sang on a low moan, "Sometimes I wonder why I need you at all..." The gun zapped her and Johann barely had time to hold back the flush flaming into his face at the loud groan of appreciation. Falling against the wall, she didn't noticed Alix who crept up beside her, before swiftly giving her a slap (that made Johann jump about ten feet) on the rump. Mizuki flamed up instantly, even though drugged.

"Who did that?!" she shrieked. Alix pointed innocently at Johann, who was almost sputtering. Mizuki wobbled toward him, and Johann tried not to focus on the fact that she was practically popping out of the corset.

"So you think you've got heart," Mizuki growled, "So you think you've got balls...so you think she can sing?!" she pointed at Alix.

"I don't think nothing at all!" Johann yelped.

"So you think she has pipe? Well its my turn to shine," she hissed, "When the witch woman strikes!"

"What are you talking about?!" Johann said exasperatedly. Alix swayed over to him, slapping a paper in his hands.

"My contract has some mighty fine print," she sighed.

"Some mighty fine print?" Johann said, almost afraid to ask.

"Some mighty fine print!" sang the others, recovered from their drugging and swaying to the music.

"And that mighty fine print puts me in a mighty fine predicament."

"Do doo do do!" chirped the rest.

"And if I up and split my eyes are forfeit." Alix waved her doll Michi up, "And if Kureha and Esme so will it, than Witchy Girl will come and I'll pay for that surgery."

"Surgery?" Johann repeated, so terribly baffled he wished he hadn't woken up.

"Surgery..."

And Johann was surrounded. The corsets, the ample flesh, the women and men and the music swarmed and swarmed and oh he couldn't feel anything at all-

*BRRRRRRRINNNG!*

Johann awoke with a yelp as his alarm rang loudly by his ear. He slapped it quiet and hurriedly observed his surroundings. It was morning. He was still in bed. He stuck his head out, and hurried to the breakfast table. The girls were modestly dressed, sleepy looking, but modest, and there was no sign of any drugs or corsets anywhere. He sighed and sat by Kravinoff, who fiddled with his cultery, looking a little mad. He looked over at him curiously.

"Bad dream?" Johann asked. He wouldn't be the first. Kravinoff glared for a moment, then jumped on the table and pointed a finger in his face, looking wild. Johann felt bile creep up his stomach as Kravinoff shouted.

"I'm the smartest! And the toughest! I will find a hole and ******** it!"

cool Why thank you. I might do a sequel for the song Mark it Up for the more Marine folk.

AAAGH!!!!!!!!!!!1

You have officially killed Johann as a character. I WILL KILL YOU!!!

I'm not. It's just an RPC, after all. But seriously, Matsu would be the better choice for that kind of gag, and maybe Turner or Art for the last line?

I would also like to mention that this is a complete crack write. Also, here's the original scene and song I got it from!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otdH3SLNx-s&feature=related