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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-06-11 02:11 pm

Percival Phoenix and the Promise of Tomorrow

Last time on Percival Phoenix:
Though the armies of Nuon and the Blood Queen seemed overwhelming in number, PERCIVAL PHOENIX (and also the rescue team) managed to divert the attack, instead striking directly at the lieutenants of Dr. Lady Deathtruction NEUTRO™! Through their combined efforts, they freed both from the doctor's evil mind control. And yet, two crew members still remain. With no choice but to infiltrate the fortress of the dreaded Lash Dr. Lady Deathtruction NEUTRO™, they venture valiantly forth!

Will they be able to save their friends before the Death Ray becomes fully operational?

And now, the conclusion!

Re: THE FORTRESS OF DEATH (Rescue team, Anwei, Zouichi)

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-06-11 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Anwei was not looking very much like a Queen of anything right now; her face was smudged with dirt, her lips were noticeably unpainted, and the Queen's most prominent badge of authority, her gold-plated brassiere, was draped casually over one shoulder. She was wearing the rags of an Egyptian tapestry tucked into her costume to preserve her modesty.

"Mr. Phoenix, we are but two of the Doctor's many victims. We need your help if we are going to stop her."
ext_988045: (Zouichi: Wait what?)

Re: THE FORTRESS OF DEATH (Rescue team, Anwei, Zouichi)

[identity profile] zouichi.livejournal.com 2011-06-12 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I am... fairly sure I can still act the part, at least temporarily," said Zouichi. "But Anwei appears to be missing a rather important prop in her costume; I'm not sure that she'll still be able to pass as a member of Lash's-- er, the doctor's retinue."

Re: THE FORTRESS OF DEATH (Rescue team, Anwei, Zouichi)

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-06-12 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
Anwei sighed, heavily, and hefted the two half-globes in her hand. "Once more into the cleavage, it appears," she tried to joke.

She half-turned her back to the adventurers, dropping the tapestry shreds around her feet as she pressed/hoisted/squeezed/cupped/smooshed herself back into the gleaming symbol of the Blood Queen's radiance. With a few touches of her fingers, the dirt was gone and her face shone with its previous evil glamor.