Current mood: Awake
hey guys this is Pomegranate again.
Well has you know Sarai is going to be away for a little bit due to the death of a family member check out the the previous blog to understand that.
But our show, that everyone keeps waiting on and I am very sorry that is has taken this long. My sister is dealing with her own things and since I am not the one editing nor do I even know how. So I am working with her on that.
OH and I will not be able to do much of anything since I will even barely be on my own myspace at that. I am dealing with my own family thing right now.
So I am going to be on my own little hituas for awhile.
I will let everyone know when things are better though.
And if thing to awful happens someone will know.
But I just got part of my hospital bill for 1,331 yep that is a lot of money and it is only going to get worse.
So I AM SCREWED!
But I am going to deal with it some how.
Oh and look forward to a movie project featuring your lovely pomegranate but that will not be relased until then end of NOV or start of DEC.
I love you all and be strong everyone <3
~Pomme~
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Sarai needs your love right now
Current mood: Groggy
Hey guys this is the loveable Pomegranate.
And our lovely Sarai's grandfather just passed away please keep her in your thoughts and prayers.
I do not know how she is for I have not spoken to her lately.
I am sure our Fawny can tell us later.
Just remember her guys <3
~Pomme~
Hey guys this is the loveable Pomegranate.
And our lovely Sarai's grandfather just passed away please keep her in your thoughts and prayers.
I do not know how she is for I have not spoken to her lately.
I am sure our Fawny can tell us later.
Just remember her guys <3
~Pomme~
Friday, August 21, 2009
The Three Little Pigs (A K-Pop Fairy Tale) (a rough draft)
Current mood: Adventurous
Once upon a time, before the world knew the brilliance of hideto matsumoto, there were three little girls. These girls were named Sarai, Pomegranate and Fawny.
One day these girls decided to build themselves houses in various parts of the world. Sarai decided to build her house out of straw in China. Pomegranate decided to build her house out of sticks in Korea. And Fawny decided to build her house out of bricks in Japan.
Shortly after the completion of her straw house, Sarai heard someone calling outside.
"Little girl, little girl let me come in!" said the sexy voice. Sarai looked out the window and saw Jaejoong, of DBSK, dressed in a wolf costume.
Giggling to herself, she called back,
"Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin. Though I don't have any, I will not let you in!"
"Then I will huff," began Jaejoong.
"Yes?" replied Sarai.
"And I will puff," continued Jaejoong.
"Uh huh!" said Sarai.
"And I'll blow your house in!"
"Well, that was a bit of a disappointment. That will never do, I worked hard on this house!" cried Sarai.
"Then let me in!" replied Jaejoong, coming closer to the door and looking particularly cute.
"No."
"Then I'll blow your house in!"
And with a huff and a puff, Jaejoong sang one pure muiscal note that blew the house in.
With her house blown to smithereens, Sarai hopped on a train and fled to Pomegranate's house in Korea.
Pomegranate and Sarai were sitting in the living room of the stick house sipping on some hot cocoa when there was a sexy voice heard outside.
"Little girls, little girls let me come in!"
Pomegranate looked out the window and then looked at Sarai.
"You ran AWAY from him? God, I'd let him blow my house in and eat me any day!" with that Pomegranate flung open the door to her house and was promptly carried away by Jaejoong. The last Sarai ever saw of her, Pomegranate was kissing her captor and apparently quite content. However, Sarai was not content and hopped a train to Japan.
When she arrived at Fawny's brick fortress in Japan, she felt quite safe and decided it was okay to let her guard down. Apparently not, for right as she was getting settled in they heard a sexy voice saying,
"Little girls, little girls, let me come in!"
Fawn peered out the window of the brick house and said,
"Not by a non-existant hair on my mother-fuckin' chin!"
"Then I'll huff," began Jaejoong.
"You know, I thought it was going to be sexier when he started saying that." said Sarai.
"And I'll puff," continued Jaejoong.
"Well, dear. Never trust a man in a wolf costume. Even if he is Asian." replied Fawny.
"And I'll blow your house in!" finished Jaejoong.
"I'd like to see you try!" called Fawny, sitting back and turning up her J-Rock.
So Jaejoong, quite perturbed as he was looking forward to seducing three girls instead of just the one, huffed and puffed and let his musical note fly. But nothing happened.
"Is that the best you have?" called Fawny, clutching her sides and laughing.
So he tried again. And failed again. After about an hour, his throat started to get sore and he decided it was all a lost cause. Though this was not a complete failure of a mission, he still had a delicious Pomegranate waiting for him at home. With that thought he loped off.
And they ALL lived happily ever after. ^^
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After note by the author:
This story is in no way meant for little children. EVER! lol. I would also like to point out that, with the exception of Fawny, I think we all wouldn't mind if Jaejoong just showed up to blow down the house and eat us. Well, all the females anyway... Another thing, I don't know if I like how this turned out, but I will re-write it and trim it up and then do it again. But this is to keep you occupied until that time! ^^
Once upon a time, before the world knew the brilliance of hideto matsumoto, there were three little girls. These girls were named Sarai, Pomegranate and Fawny.
One day these girls decided to build themselves houses in various parts of the world. Sarai decided to build her house out of straw in China. Pomegranate decided to build her house out of sticks in Korea. And Fawny decided to build her house out of bricks in Japan.
Shortly after the completion of her straw house, Sarai heard someone calling outside.
"Little girl, little girl let me come in!" said the sexy voice. Sarai looked out the window and saw Jaejoong, of DBSK, dressed in a wolf costume.
Giggling to herself, she called back,
"Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin. Though I don't have any, I will not let you in!"
"Then I will huff," began Jaejoong.
"Yes?" replied Sarai.
"And I will puff," continued Jaejoong.
"Uh huh!" said Sarai.
"And I'll blow your house in!"
"Well, that was a bit of a disappointment. That will never do, I worked hard on this house!" cried Sarai.
"Then let me in!" replied Jaejoong, coming closer to the door and looking particularly cute.
"No."
"Then I'll blow your house in!"
And with a huff and a puff, Jaejoong sang one pure muiscal note that blew the house in.
With her house blown to smithereens, Sarai hopped on a train and fled to Pomegranate's house in Korea.
Pomegranate and Sarai were sitting in the living room of the stick house sipping on some hot cocoa when there was a sexy voice heard outside.
"Little girls, little girls let me come in!"
Pomegranate looked out the window and then looked at Sarai.
"You ran AWAY from him? God, I'd let him blow my house in and eat me any day!" with that Pomegranate flung open the door to her house and was promptly carried away by Jaejoong. The last Sarai ever saw of her, Pomegranate was kissing her captor and apparently quite content. However, Sarai was not content and hopped a train to Japan.
When she arrived at Fawny's brick fortress in Japan, she felt quite safe and decided it was okay to let her guard down. Apparently not, for right as she was getting settled in they heard a sexy voice saying,
"Little girls, little girls, let me come in!"
Fawn peered out the window of the brick house and said,
"Not by a non-existant hair on my mother-fuckin' chin!"
"Then I'll huff," began Jaejoong.
"You know, I thought it was going to be sexier when he started saying that." said Sarai.
"And I'll puff," continued Jaejoong.
"Well, dear. Never trust a man in a wolf costume. Even if he is Asian." replied Fawny.
"And I'll blow your house in!" finished Jaejoong.
"I'd like to see you try!" called Fawny, sitting back and turning up her J-Rock.
So Jaejoong, quite perturbed as he was looking forward to seducing three girls instead of just the one, huffed and puffed and let his musical note fly. But nothing happened.
"Is that the best you have?" called Fawny, clutching her sides and laughing.
So he tried again. And failed again. After about an hour, his throat started to get sore and he decided it was all a lost cause. Though this was not a complete failure of a mission, he still had a delicious Pomegranate waiting for him at home. With that thought he loped off.
And they ALL lived happily ever after. ^^
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After note by the author:
This story is in no way meant for little children. EVER! lol. I would also like to point out that, with the exception of Fawny, I think we all wouldn't mind if Jaejoong just showed up to blow down the house and eat us. Well, all the females anyway... Another thing, I don't know if I like how this turned out, but I will re-write it and trim it up and then do it again. But this is to keep you occupied until that time! ^^
Monday, August 17, 2009
News of the Day (08/17/2009)
Current mood: Apathetic
Haven't done the news in a while and felt like I should.
So here it is. Your news of the day!
In Manchester, N.H. a 1,224-pound triple vanilla cupcake with pink frosting has set a record as the world's largest. It took 800 eggs, and 200lbs of sugar and flour to make this. I just have to say, they could've used those eggs, sugar and flour to make healthy meals for starving people in Africa or here in the USA, but no, let's make a 1,224lb cupcake. And while we're at it, let's sell slices of it to people for charity. What charity you may ask? The Susan G. Komen for the Cure breast cancer organization. Which, granted is a good cause, but seriously? It couldn't go to a Starving People fund or something?
( http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32438528/ns/us_news-weird_news/?GT1=43001 )
Apparently there is a Tunisian Woman who is pregnant with 12 (TWELVE!) babies. She is ecstatic, as is her husband, though everyone is saying that the babies will most likely not survive. That she will have to deliver at 20 weeks, which is far too early for any baby to survive. The woman is basically not even going to be able to move, she will need to be put on bed-rest.
( http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1207158/Tunisian-woman-pregnant-12-babies-smash-record-octuplets-mother.html )
A man in Japan has been arrested for throwing his own poop at women from his motorcycle. He turned himself in after throwing a big handful of his own shit at two different women. How did he do it? He relieved himself outside and apparently kept it to throw. Talk about a shitty day!
( http://blogs.app.com/saywhat/2009/08/17/man-throws-his-feces-at-women-from-moped/ )
A woman gave birth to her baby on the pavement in front of the hospital. This was after the ER told her that they wouldn't send an ambulance to pick her up because it wasn't an "emergency". She was told to walk the 100 meters (roughly 109.36 yards) to the hospital. The baby and mom are fine, according to the article, though the baby was born with it's umbilical cord around it's neck.
( http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1207151/Woman-gives-birth-pavement-refused-ambulance.html )
Some 14-year-olds broke into a woman's house and stole a camera and some bank cards. But this is not what upset the woman. What upset the woman, a Mrs. Jenni Weaver, was the fact that the teenagers took an urn containing her miscarried baby's ashes and played catch with it before dumping said ashes all over her house.
( http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1207183/Teenage-burglars-play-catch-ashes-miscarried-baby-scattering-them.html )
And last, a woman is selling her husband's tomb (with him still buried in it) to pay off her mortgage. Her husband's tomb is directly above Marilyn Monroe's. She is promising to move his body to what was supposed to be her burial plot, once it is bought. Currently the bidding is at 2.3 Million DOLLARS!
( http://www.reuters.com/article/oddlyEnoughNews/idUSTRE57G2YH20090817?feedType=RSS&feedName=oddlyEnoughNews )
And that is your news of the day!
Haven't done the news in a while and felt like I should.
So here it is. Your news of the day!
In Manchester, N.H. a 1,224-pound triple vanilla cupcake with pink frosting has set a record as the world's largest. It took 800 eggs, and 200lbs of sugar and flour to make this. I just have to say, they could've used those eggs, sugar and flour to make healthy meals for starving people in Africa or here in the USA, but no, let's make a 1,224lb cupcake. And while we're at it, let's sell slices of it to people for charity. What charity you may ask? The Susan G. Komen for the Cure breast cancer organization. Which, granted is a good cause, but seriously? It couldn't go to a Starving People fund or something?
( http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32438528/ns/us_news-weird_news/?GT1=43001 )
Apparently there is a Tunisian Woman who is pregnant with 12 (TWELVE!) babies. She is ecstatic, as is her husband, though everyone is saying that the babies will most likely not survive. That she will have to deliver at 20 weeks, which is far too early for any baby to survive. The woman is basically not even going to be able to move, she will need to be put on bed-rest.
( http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1207158/Tunisian-woman-pregnant-12-babies-smash-record-octuplets-mother.html )
A man in Japan has been arrested for throwing his own poop at women from his motorcycle. He turned himself in after throwing a big handful of his own shit at two different women. How did he do it? He relieved himself outside and apparently kept it to throw. Talk about a shitty day!
( http://blogs.app.com/saywhat/2009/08/17/man-throws-his-feces-at-women-from-moped/ )
A woman gave birth to her baby on the pavement in front of the hospital. This was after the ER told her that they wouldn't send an ambulance to pick her up because it wasn't an "emergency". She was told to walk the 100 meters (roughly 109.36 yards) to the hospital. The baby and mom are fine, according to the article, though the baby was born with it's umbilical cord around it's neck.
( http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1207151/Woman-gives-birth-pavement-refused-ambulance.html )
Some 14-year-olds broke into a woman's house and stole a camera and some bank cards. But this is not what upset the woman. What upset the woman, a Mrs. Jenni Weaver, was the fact that the teenagers took an urn containing her miscarried baby's ashes and played catch with it before dumping said ashes all over her house.
( http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1207183/Teenage-burglars-play-catch-ashes-miscarried-baby-scattering-them.html )
And last, a woman is selling her husband's tomb (with him still buried in it) to pay off her mortgage. Her husband's tomb is directly above Marilyn Monroe's. She is promising to move his body to what was supposed to be her burial plot, once it is bought. Currently the bidding is at 2.3 Million DOLLARS!
( http://www.reuters.com/article/oddlyEnoughNews/idUSTRE57G2YH20090817?feedType=RSS&feedName=oddlyEnoughNews )
And that is your news of the day!
Sunday, August 16, 2009
news
Current mood: Awake
This Pomme here.
And Yes I feel better everyone.
still banged up and still have my head ache.
But news.
I am trying to get the videos posted.. it is taking sometime.. my editor is my sister.
And we fight and disagree.. sorry.
That and with the car wreck and everyone putting pressure on me.. to "fly my nest".
I am working on it dears.
I love you all.
~Pomme-Chan~
AND YES TO ALL THE HATERS! MY NAME IS FUCKING POMEGRANATE! Geez.. yes a lot of people make jokes and call me Megan.. hell that is like my second name.. you know a nickname. geez..
I even sign it.
Sorry had to say it.
PEACE!
This Pomme here.
And Yes I feel better everyone.
still banged up and still have my head ache.
But news.
I am trying to get the videos posted.. it is taking sometime.. my editor is my sister.
And we fight and disagree.. sorry.
That and with the car wreck and everyone putting pressure on me.. to "fly my nest".
I am working on it dears.
I love you all.
~Pomme-Chan~
AND YES TO ALL THE HATERS! MY NAME IS FUCKING POMEGRANATE! Geez.. yes a lot of people make jokes and call me Megan.. hell that is like my second name.. you know a nickname. geez..
I even sign it.
Sorry had to say it.
PEACE!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Pomme's obsessions
Current mood: Ashamed
Well I making this not so long.. Mostly VIDS.. because I am in pain my dears.
One obsessions is with J-Rock you will get three vids.
Shunkashuuto by Alice Nine.
Gackt - Last Song - live concert
[Live] Gazette - taion [DECOMPOSITION BEAUTY](sub suck)
another one is K-Pop
DBSK * Love in the Ice (Live) - Eng Subs [HQ](yes I know they are singing in japanese but shh!)
BIGBANG - ガラガラ GO!! (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)(Once again yes they are singing in Japanese but I love how it gets stuck in your head)
[HQ] Boys' Generation (소년시대) - Gee Cover
Now that is a lot right there.. you should listen to them.. and giggle.. but on to more..
I am in love with
That is 2PM~
I love Junsu and Jay!!
Oh and all the videos are bands that I love too guys. I just am being lazy and not getting pics..
But I do wanna show you guys something else I am in love with
HIS NAME IS NAO! *giggles*
Then there is this taking photos.
here is one of my pics.
I love it.
well I am hella sleepy so.. peace guys this took me like 3 hrs.. because I am wore out.
byebye
~Pomme~
WHO IS NEVER DRIVING AGAIN!
Well I making this not so long.. Mostly VIDS.. because I am in pain my dears.
One obsessions is with J-Rock you will get three vids.
Shunkashuuto by Alice Nine.
Gackt - Last Song - live concert
[Live] Gazette - taion [DECOMPOSITION BEAUTY](sub suck)
another one is K-Pop
DBSK * Love in the Ice (Live) - Eng Subs [HQ](yes I know they are singing in japanese but shh!)
BIGBANG - ガラガラ GO!! (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)(Once again yes they are singing in Japanese but I love how it gets stuck in your head)
[HQ] Boys' Generation (소년시대) - Gee Cover
Now that is a lot right there.. you should listen to them.. and giggle.. but on to more..
I am in love with
That is 2PM~
I love Junsu and Jay!!
Oh and all the videos are bands that I love too guys. I just am being lazy and not getting pics..
But I do wanna show you guys something else I am in love with
HIS NAME IS NAO! *giggles*
Then there is this taking photos.
here is one of my pics.
I love it.
well I am hella sleepy so.. peace guys this took me like 3 hrs.. because I am wore out.
byebye
~Pomme~
WHO IS NEVER DRIVING AGAIN!
Random Obsessions...
Current mood: Chipper
You may often think to yourself (when you are watching the show), What the hell is wrong with us... Well here are a few other things you might wonder about:
What is up with Sarai's obsession with the Platypus? She brings it up quite often...
Sarai's Response?
How can you resist something that fucking cute?!
Seriously?! Just look at those cute little bills and those adorable little claws and that funny little tail and you should know why Sarai is a lover of them.
Besides, her love is pure, kind of like Shawn Spencer's love of Pineapples on the show Psych.
And who can blame him, Pineapples are pretty frickin' amazing.
Then of course there is Pomegranate's obsession with K-Pop. Once again we would like to point out the following:
We dare you to find someone cuter!! Okay, well there are some that are cuter, well not really cute but HOT! That brings us to the obsession with J-Rock... Well, We just can't help that.
And, for the record, Sarai would like to say that she DOES not HAVE an ADDICTION to KOREAN DRAMAS. None whatsoever.
So, from a purple cloud somewhere in the south-eastern-northern hemisphere of St. Johnny's (Depp that is) mind, we of the Crazy Show are OVER AND OUT!!
You may often think to yourself (when you are watching the show), What the hell is wrong with us... Well here are a few other things you might wonder about:
What is up with Sarai's obsession with the Platypus? She brings it up quite often...
Sarai's Response?
How can you resist something that fucking cute?!
Seriously?! Just look at those cute little bills and those adorable little claws and that funny little tail and you should know why Sarai is a lover of them.
Besides, her love is pure, kind of like Shawn Spencer's love of Pineapples on the show Psych.
And who can blame him, Pineapples are pretty frickin' amazing.
Then of course there is Pomegranate's obsession with K-Pop. Once again we would like to point out the following:
We dare you to find someone cuter!! Okay, well there are some that are cuter, well not really cute but HOT! That brings us to the obsession with J-Rock... Well, We just can't help that.
And, for the record, Sarai would like to say that she DOES not HAVE an ADDICTION to KOREAN DRAMAS. None whatsoever.
So, from a purple cloud somewhere in the south-eastern-northern hemisphere of St. Johnny's (Depp that is) mind, we of the Crazy Show are OVER AND OUT!!
BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!!
Current mood: Awake
Yesterday (August 11th, 2009) Pomegranate Shiroyama was in a car accident. She went 30 feet into a valley and has some minor wounds. Due to her injuries and health the show is on hold. We will possibly post what we already have ready, but no new episodes until her health improves. Please continue to read the blogs and spread the word about our show. Thank You for your support. All well wishes for Pomme can be sent to our inbox on MySpace or to the e-mail at wemakecrazylooksexy@live.com
Sincerely,
Sarai
Yesterday (August 11th, 2009) Pomegranate Shiroyama was in a car accident. She went 30 feet into a valley and has some minor wounds. Due to her injuries and health the show is on hold. We will possibly post what we already have ready, but no new episodes until her health improves. Please continue to read the blogs and spread the word about our show. Thank You for your support. All well wishes for Pomme can be sent to our inbox on MySpace or to the e-mail at wemakecrazylooksexy@live.com
Sincerely,
Sarai
Sunday, August 09, 2009
Devastating News From Versailles
Current mood: Sad
Unfortunately, I have some devastating news for fans of Versailles, and it’s extremely hard for me to post this. I translated the announcement directly from their homepage, but due to my own shock, there might be some errors. However, and I apologize for that, but I’m sure you all will get the general idea of what Kamijo posted...
「Versailles」 Urgent Announcement
Though bassist Jasmine You had taken time off in order to rest, because of poor physical condition, we received a report that early in the morning on August 9th, he died. Because of the extreme abruptness of this news, the members and staff are all dumbfounded and trying hard to accept this it. As soon as his family has been notified and updated as to the details and we receive their permission, we will further report to all of the fans. Moreover, with the current announcement, in regards to activity, please allow us to postpone things indefinitely.
I'm just in total shock right now... My heart goes out the Versailles family, everyone involved at Warner Music Japan, and Jasmine's family.
As soon as Kamijo posts another announcement, I will pass it along...
小鹿
Unfortunately, I have some devastating news for fans of Versailles, and it’s extremely hard for me to post this. I translated the announcement directly from their homepage, but due to my own shock, there might be some errors. However, and I apologize for that, but I’m sure you all will get the general idea of what Kamijo posted...
「Versailles」 Urgent Announcement
Though bassist Jasmine You had taken time off in order to rest, because of poor physical condition, we received a report that early in the morning on August 9th, he died. Because of the extreme abruptness of this news, the members and staff are all dumbfounded and trying hard to accept this it. As soon as his family has been notified and updated as to the details and we receive their permission, we will further report to all of the fans. Moreover, with the current announcement, in regards to activity, please allow us to postpone things indefinitely.
I'm just in total shock right now... My heart goes out the Versailles family, everyone involved at Warner Music Japan, and Jasmine's family.
As soon as Kamijo posts another announcement, I will pass it along...
小鹿
Friday, August 07, 2009
Alice Nine - Sleepwalker pv [HQ]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_Ylsnpp_WQ
holy hell new pv. I do like the song.. Not sure about the PV. ~Pomme~
holy hell new pv. I do like the song.. Not sure about the PV. ~Pomme~
SONG OF THE DAY! Second Chance by Shinedown
Current mood: Awake
okay I admit this was not random but I think everyone should hear this.
I LOVE THEM!
~Pomme~
okay I admit this was not random but I think everyone should hear this.
I LOVE THEM!
~Pomme~
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Pomme's Middle Name....
Current mood: Amused
So far we have had the following suggestions:
Eve
Juiceladen
Tartelicious
Jesus
Nemo
Snuggles
Xiah
Megan (Since we always accidentally call her that anyway)
and...
Lunden
Anymore suggestions should be left in comment form either on the blog or on the MySpace itself. If you are one of our fans that isn't a member of MySpace then send us a message at wemakecrazylooksexy@live.com because that is our official e-mail address. ^^
Let us know what you think!!
So far we have had the following suggestions:
Eve
Juiceladen
Tartelicious
Jesus
Nemo
Snuggles
Xiah
Megan (Since we always accidentally call her that anyway)
and...
Lunden
Anymore suggestions should be left in comment form either on the blog or on the MySpace itself. If you are one of our fans that isn't a member of MySpace then send us a message at wemakecrazylooksexy@live.com because that is our official e-mail address. ^^
Let us know what you think!!
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter Thirteen)
Current mood: Crazy
Chapter Thirteen: Getting back Home Again
“So, I hear you have brought me the Button.” Said the booming voice.
“Yes, we killed her with tofu. Who knew something so delicious could be so deadly.” Said Sarai, shrugging her shoulders. The rest of the group looked at her as if she had lost her marbles, then focused their attention back on the wizard’s voice.
“Good. Well, come back in a few weeks and I’ll let you know if I’ll help you.”
“What?!” cried Pomme. “We went through all that trouble and you aren’t even going to help us?! You bastard.”
Just then Sarai noticed a curtain. Behind this curtain stood a shadow. A shadow with very eccentric hair, sticking out at all angles. Tip-toeing over she pulled back the curtain to reveal a short man, well obviously he was taller than Sarai, but shorter than everyone else in the room.
“Who are you?” demanded the group in unison.
“Why, I’m the wizard.” Replied the man.
“You don’t look like a wizard to me. Well, you do have the crazy hair down I suppose. Though, are wizards supposed to have that shade of orange in their hair?” said Pomme.
“What’s wrong with Orange?” asked the man indignantly.
“Nothing. Who are?” replied Sarai hastily.
“I’m Ruki. The wizard of J-Rock.”
“And you aren’t going to help us get home even though we just almost got eaten by a psycho bitch obsessed with shoes?” asked Sarai.
“No. I’m not. Because I don’t know how. You see, I lied. I’m not really the Wizard of J-Rock. I just pretend that I am. So far nobody has disputed my claim to the Wizard-hood, so I’m fine. I can’t help you get home at all. I’m a terrible person.” With this Ruki hung his head in shame and scuffed his shoes on the floor.
“Well if you aren’t the Wizard who is? And why did you want Twink’s button? And how the hell are we supposed to get home?” asked Pomme.
“Actually, you’ve already met the wizard. The wizard is hide. I wanted Twink’s button because it controls the flying platypi and, seriously, who doesn’t want an army of flying platypi at their disposal? And as to how you are to get home you will have to ask hide. I have no answers.” With this Ruki took the button and disappeared leaving the group alone to contemplate what he had said.
“Now, we’ll never get home.” Cried Pomme, slumping down against a wall.
“It’s okay Pomme, we’ll figure something out. Maybe we can find where hide has band practice and make him tell us how to get home.” Replied Sarai, leaning over to hug Pomme.
As the guys all slumped against the wall to hug the girls a bright pink bubble appeared in the middle of the room. With a burst of pink light hide appeared.
“So, I heard you still haven’t figured out how to use the magic in the shoes. I thought you were smart enough, but apparently not.” hide crouched down in front of Pomme, lighting a cigarette. “Don’t cry. I’ll tell you how to get home. You’ll need to stand up though.”
“Are you kidding? I don’t know if I can get up!” said Pomme, using Sarai and Gackt to boost her upward. “Okay, what do I do to get home?”
“Click your heels and whisper ‘There’s no place like Japan, There’s no place like Japan’ and you’ll be home. Oh and you sprinkle this pink spider glitter on yourselves.”
“And you couldn’t tell us that at the beginning why?!” cried Sarai.
“Well that wouldn’t have been any fun now would it? I knew you guys would make it, it was just fun to watch. I have a big screen crystal square and it gets great reception on you guys.”
“Wow. That was kind of a dick move, dude.” Said Pomme. She turned toward Sarai and the guys and gave a half smile. “Well, I guess it’s time to say our good-byes.”
First she hugged Yo, then Miyavi and finally Gackt.
“I think I’ll miss you most of all.” She whispered.
“What was that?” asked Yo and Miyavi.
“Nothing. Innocent, I’m innocent!” giggled Pomme, giving everyone another hug. After her second hug, Pomme flung some of the glitter into the air so that it settled on her and Sarai.
“AH!” exclaimed Yo. “You got some in my fur! Do you know how hard it is to glitter out of fur?! Fuck!”
“Oops. Sorry Yo!” said Pomme, trying to stifle a giggle. “Well Sarai, hug everyone so we can get out of here. I have had enough of these shoes!”
“Fine, fine.” Said Sarai. She then proceeded to hug Gackt, Miyavi and lastly Yo.
“You know, I was thinking. Maybe if I kissed you, you would turn back into a prince.” With that Sarai kissed Yo’s cheek. Lo and behold the magic worked and Yoshiki was turned back into a handsome prince.
“Thank You.” He said. “We will never ever forget you.”
With a few tears and a few more hugs, the girls held each other’s hands, closed their eyes, clicked their heels and whispered.
“Um, aren’t you forgetting the glitter?” said hide.
“We just did the glitter!” said Pomme.
“Well you need more of it! God, got to do everything myself.” Replied hide, snatching the glitter he flung it all over the girls.
When they opened their eyes, they were in the abandoned house they had ridden to the world of J-Rock, unharmed and full of wonder at their adventures.
When they finally made their way back to Auntie Fawn’s they were both given a severe scolding and several hugs.
“Oh, Auntie Fawn,” said Pomme. “I had the most wonderful dream and met the most wonderful people. And now I know, there is no place like Japan.”
THE END
Chapter Thirteen: Getting back Home Again
“So, I hear you have brought me the Button.” Said the booming voice.
“Yes, we killed her with tofu. Who knew something so delicious could be so deadly.” Said Sarai, shrugging her shoulders. The rest of the group looked at her as if she had lost her marbles, then focused their attention back on the wizard’s voice.
“Good. Well, come back in a few weeks and I’ll let you know if I’ll help you.”
“What?!” cried Pomme. “We went through all that trouble and you aren’t even going to help us?! You bastard.”
Just then Sarai noticed a curtain. Behind this curtain stood a shadow. A shadow with very eccentric hair, sticking out at all angles. Tip-toeing over she pulled back the curtain to reveal a short man, well obviously he was taller than Sarai, but shorter than everyone else in the room.
“Who are you?” demanded the group in unison.
“Why, I’m the wizard.” Replied the man.
“You don’t look like a wizard to me. Well, you do have the crazy hair down I suppose. Though, are wizards supposed to have that shade of orange in their hair?” said Pomme.
“What’s wrong with Orange?” asked the man indignantly.
“Nothing. Who are?” replied Sarai hastily.
“I’m Ruki. The wizard of J-Rock.”
“And you aren’t going to help us get home even though we just almost got eaten by a psycho bitch obsessed with shoes?” asked Sarai.
“No. I’m not. Because I don’t know how. You see, I lied. I’m not really the Wizard of J-Rock. I just pretend that I am. So far nobody has disputed my claim to the Wizard-hood, so I’m fine. I can’t help you get home at all. I’m a terrible person.” With this Ruki hung his head in shame and scuffed his shoes on the floor.
“Well if you aren’t the Wizard who is? And why did you want Twink’s button? And how the hell are we supposed to get home?” asked Pomme.
“Actually, you’ve already met the wizard. The wizard is hide. I wanted Twink’s button because it controls the flying platypi and, seriously, who doesn’t want an army of flying platypi at their disposal? And as to how you are to get home you will have to ask hide. I have no answers.” With this Ruki took the button and disappeared leaving the group alone to contemplate what he had said.
“Now, we’ll never get home.” Cried Pomme, slumping down against a wall.
“It’s okay Pomme, we’ll figure something out. Maybe we can find where hide has band practice and make him tell us how to get home.” Replied Sarai, leaning over to hug Pomme.
As the guys all slumped against the wall to hug the girls a bright pink bubble appeared in the middle of the room. With a burst of pink light hide appeared.
“So, I heard you still haven’t figured out how to use the magic in the shoes. I thought you were smart enough, but apparently not.” hide crouched down in front of Pomme, lighting a cigarette. “Don’t cry. I’ll tell you how to get home. You’ll need to stand up though.”
“Are you kidding? I don’t know if I can get up!” said Pomme, using Sarai and Gackt to boost her upward. “Okay, what do I do to get home?”
“Click your heels and whisper ‘There’s no place like Japan, There’s no place like Japan’ and you’ll be home. Oh and you sprinkle this pink spider glitter on yourselves.”
“And you couldn’t tell us that at the beginning why?!” cried Sarai.
“Well that wouldn’t have been any fun now would it? I knew you guys would make it, it was just fun to watch. I have a big screen crystal square and it gets great reception on you guys.”
“Wow. That was kind of a dick move, dude.” Said Pomme. She turned toward Sarai and the guys and gave a half smile. “Well, I guess it’s time to say our good-byes.”
First she hugged Yo, then Miyavi and finally Gackt.
“I think I’ll miss you most of all.” She whispered.
“What was that?” asked Yo and Miyavi.
“Nothing. Innocent, I’m innocent!” giggled Pomme, giving everyone another hug. After her second hug, Pomme flung some of the glitter into the air so that it settled on her and Sarai.
“AH!” exclaimed Yo. “You got some in my fur! Do you know how hard it is to glitter out of fur?! Fuck!”
“Oops. Sorry Yo!” said Pomme, trying to stifle a giggle. “Well Sarai, hug everyone so we can get out of here. I have had enough of these shoes!”
“Fine, fine.” Said Sarai. She then proceeded to hug Gackt, Miyavi and lastly Yo.
“You know, I was thinking. Maybe if I kissed you, you would turn back into a prince.” With that Sarai kissed Yo’s cheek. Lo and behold the magic worked and Yoshiki was turned back into a handsome prince.
“Thank You.” He said. “We will never ever forget you.”
With a few tears and a few more hugs, the girls held each other’s hands, closed their eyes, clicked their heels and whispered.
“Um, aren’t you forgetting the glitter?” said hide.
“We just did the glitter!” said Pomme.
“Well you need more of it! God, got to do everything myself.” Replied hide, snatching the glitter he flung it all over the girls.
When they opened their eyes, they were in the abandoned house they had ridden to the world of J-Rock, unharmed and full of wonder at their adventures.
When they finally made their way back to Auntie Fawn’s they were both given a severe scolding and several hugs.
“Oh, Auntie Fawn,” said Pomme. “I had the most wonderful dream and met the most wonderful people. And now I know, there is no place like Japan.”
THE END
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter Twelve)
Current mood: Animated
Chapter Twelve: How to Kill a Bitch
“Well my pretty,” said Twink. “See this beautiful hourglass? It has exactly two hours of sand in it. When it runs out you will become my dinner and I’ll have the shoes because you are dead. Isn’t that lovely?”
“You are one really sick bitch, you know that right?” replied Pomme, spitting at Twink.
Twink came up close, too close for Pomme’s taste because the smell of rot and hypocrisy made her gag, and grabbed Pomme’s chin forcing her to look into the Wicked Bitch’s eyes.
“Oh darling, You haven’t seen anything yet. Toodles!” And with that Twink disappeared, slamming the door behind her and locking it.
Left alone in the silence, Pomme finally began to really cry.
“I’m scared Auntie Fawn! I’m scared! God, I’m scared. I don’t know where Sarai is, she could have died from an asthma attack and I wouldn’t know. I don’t know where the guys are and I never got to tell Gackt that he is a great kisser, or to kiss him again. Auntie Fawn, Uncle Aoi! Help me, I don’t know what to do.”
“Auntie Fawn, Auntie Fawn!” cackled Twink, her horrifying visage appearing in the crystal triangle behind her. “Nothing is going to save you now lovely. By the way, do you want to be barbecued or slow roasted?”
With that, the image disappeared and Pomme was left alone to watch the sand falling and wait for death to arrive.
Sneaking up close, Sarai and the guys peeked over a little ledge to the fan-girls below. They were parading around showing off their strange clothes and even stranger make-up, while pretending to be guarding the castle.
“I have an idea!” exclaimed Sarai. “We’ll grab one of those girls and knock her out then take her clothes and make up and sneak in.”
“One problem, Sarai.” Said Yo.
“What’s that?”
“We aren’t girls.”
“Oh. That’s okay, you are effeminate enough that you’ll be able to pull it off. Hurry, we don’t have much time, God only knows what Twink is doing to her in there.”
The sand was slipping through faster and faster, Pomme began to really worry that no one was going to rescue her. The shoes were even more tempting to try to take off, but she couldn’t seem to figure out a way, it was as if they were a part of her DNA.
“Well, this sucks. At least I won’t have to be buried in these things, that’s something to be happy about at least.” She mumbled.
Finally a fan-girl came too close to the group and they knocked her out taking her make-up and clothes. Dressing themselves up, they snuck into the castle.
“Which way Sarai?” asked Yo.
“This way!” Sarai ran up some spiral stairs, swirling higher and higher into the castle until they came to a big wooden door.
“Pomegranate are you in there?” asked Miyavi, knocking on the door.
“Yes! I’m here, oh hurry, the hourglass is almost empty and she wants to freaking cook me!”
Using their brute strength, the boys and Sarai knocked down the door, then grabbing Pomme’s hand began to run back down the spiral stairs. Unfortunately, at the bottom was Twink and an entire army of fan-girls waiting.
“I can’t believe you thought it would be that easy!” cried Twink, laughing a horrible laugh.
“Well, I don’t either, considering how freaking hard this entire thing has been so far.” Replied Sarai.
“Shut up, Smart Ass.” Snapped Twink, her dull eyes flaring for one second. “Now you all will die. Slowly. I won’t have to worry about food for months, you will all do just fine.”
Thinking on her feet, Pomegranate spied a bucket of what looked like a thick white cheese. Quickly she picked it up and hurled the stuff onto Twink.
“Ah!” screamed Twink, steam rising off of her. “What the hell?! What have you done? Is this… It is! You threw TOFU on me! NO! My one weakness! What a beautiful world, all that wickedness and you had to destroy it with Tofu. How could a good little girl like you do such a thing.”
The steam continued to rise off of Twink until all that was left was her horrible clothing, the “Meat is Murder” button and the stench of Herpes. With that, the Wicked Bitch of the West died.
“Quick,” cried Sarai. “Grab the button and let’s get the hell out of here! The fan-girls don’t seem too happy!”
Quickly Gackt grabbed the button and grabbed Pomme’s hand, dragging her toward the exit. They fled from the castle and somehow managed to lose the fan-girls in the mix.
Exhausted and happy, the group arrived back at the Wizard’s castle where a slightly bored Trent led them to the throne room to speak with the Wizard.
Chapter Twelve: How to Kill a Bitch
“Well my pretty,” said Twink. “See this beautiful hourglass? It has exactly two hours of sand in it. When it runs out you will become my dinner and I’ll have the shoes because you are dead. Isn’t that lovely?”
“You are one really sick bitch, you know that right?” replied Pomme, spitting at Twink.
Twink came up close, too close for Pomme’s taste because the smell of rot and hypocrisy made her gag, and grabbed Pomme’s chin forcing her to look into the Wicked Bitch’s eyes.
“Oh darling, You haven’t seen anything yet. Toodles!” And with that Twink disappeared, slamming the door behind her and locking it.
Left alone in the silence, Pomme finally began to really cry.
“I’m scared Auntie Fawn! I’m scared! God, I’m scared. I don’t know where Sarai is, she could have died from an asthma attack and I wouldn’t know. I don’t know where the guys are and I never got to tell Gackt that he is a great kisser, or to kiss him again. Auntie Fawn, Uncle Aoi! Help me, I don’t know what to do.”
“Auntie Fawn, Auntie Fawn!” cackled Twink, her horrifying visage appearing in the crystal triangle behind her. “Nothing is going to save you now lovely. By the way, do you want to be barbecued or slow roasted?”
With that, the image disappeared and Pomme was left alone to watch the sand falling and wait for death to arrive.
Sneaking up close, Sarai and the guys peeked over a little ledge to the fan-girls below. They were parading around showing off their strange clothes and even stranger make-up, while pretending to be guarding the castle.
“I have an idea!” exclaimed Sarai. “We’ll grab one of those girls and knock her out then take her clothes and make up and sneak in.”
“One problem, Sarai.” Said Yo.
“What’s that?”
“We aren’t girls.”
“Oh. That’s okay, you are effeminate enough that you’ll be able to pull it off. Hurry, we don’t have much time, God only knows what Twink is doing to her in there.”
The sand was slipping through faster and faster, Pomme began to really worry that no one was going to rescue her. The shoes were even more tempting to try to take off, but she couldn’t seem to figure out a way, it was as if they were a part of her DNA.
“Well, this sucks. At least I won’t have to be buried in these things, that’s something to be happy about at least.” She mumbled.
Finally a fan-girl came too close to the group and they knocked her out taking her make-up and clothes. Dressing themselves up, they snuck into the castle.
“Which way Sarai?” asked Yo.
“This way!” Sarai ran up some spiral stairs, swirling higher and higher into the castle until they came to a big wooden door.
“Pomegranate are you in there?” asked Miyavi, knocking on the door.
“Yes! I’m here, oh hurry, the hourglass is almost empty and she wants to freaking cook me!”
Using their brute strength, the boys and Sarai knocked down the door, then grabbing Pomme’s hand began to run back down the spiral stairs. Unfortunately, at the bottom was Twink and an entire army of fan-girls waiting.
“I can’t believe you thought it would be that easy!” cried Twink, laughing a horrible laugh.
“Well, I don’t either, considering how freaking hard this entire thing has been so far.” Replied Sarai.
“Shut up, Smart Ass.” Snapped Twink, her dull eyes flaring for one second. “Now you all will die. Slowly. I won’t have to worry about food for months, you will all do just fine.”
Thinking on her feet, Pomegranate spied a bucket of what looked like a thick white cheese. Quickly she picked it up and hurled the stuff onto Twink.
“Ah!” screamed Twink, steam rising off of her. “What the hell?! What have you done? Is this… It is! You threw TOFU on me! NO! My one weakness! What a beautiful world, all that wickedness and you had to destroy it with Tofu. How could a good little girl like you do such a thing.”
The steam continued to rise off of Twink until all that was left was her horrible clothing, the “Meat is Murder” button and the stench of Herpes. With that, the Wicked Bitch of the West died.
“Quick,” cried Sarai. “Grab the button and let’s get the hell out of here! The fan-girls don’t seem too happy!”
Quickly Gackt grabbed the button and grabbed Pomme’s hand, dragging her toward the exit. They fled from the castle and somehow managed to lose the fan-girls in the mix.
Exhausted and happy, the group arrived back at the Wizard’s castle where a slightly bored Trent led them to the throne room to speak with the Wizard.
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter Eleven)
Current mood: Artistic
Chapter Eleven: Finding the Wicked Bitch of the West
After they had helped Trent feed the exotic animals, and Sarai almost got eaten by the lesbian tiger (and not in a good way mind you), Trent kept his promise and gave them food and a place to sleep. The next morning, he gave them a good meal and a map to the Bitch’s castle. Wishing them good luck he gently shoved them out the door and into the Forest of Screeching Fan-girls.
“How far does the map say the castle is from here?” whispered Pomme, clinging to Gackt’s arm.
“Um, a long ways. Dude, I don’t even friggin’ know how to read a map!” exclaimed Sarai, shoving the map at Yo.
“It says we are about 15 miles from the castle. That’s not far.”
“Oh my god, my feet are going to fall off, I swear.” Cried Pomme.
“Do you suppose the fan-girls will come out and devour our souls?” asked Miyavi, shaking a little as he aimed his shovel.
“Fan-girls don’t eat souls, silly. They’ll just kiss you until you die of dehydration. It’s a bit messy though. Dehydration that is, kissing is nice.” Replied Sarai, pushing the shovel back down to Miyavi’s side.
“They are right where I want them.” Whispered Twink to Hiroto. She looked again into the crystal triangle, then pressed her “Meat is Murder” button.
Immediately a horde of flying platypi filled the sky, robotic arms affixed to their bodies so that they could grasp and carry things. Hiroto prepared his miniature flying contraption and awaited his orders.
“Bring me the girls, do what you like with the others, but make sure the girls are brought to me alive. I need them alive so I can get the shoes off intact. Now fly, FLY!”
With a loud woosh, the horde of platypi took off, following the lead of their leader, Hiroto the flying chipmunk.
Meanwhile, the group had stopped for a break, snacking on some of the food Trent had packed for them. The sky above them began to darken as it filled with screaming platypi.
“Oh shit, not again!” screamed Pomme.
“Save Pomme, she has the shoes!” cried Sarai, pushing Gackt and Yo toward Pomme and grabbing Miyavi’s shovel. She began to swing the shovel back and forth so as to hit the platypi, but was quickly overwhelmed and swept up by big robotic arms.
“Sarai!” screamed Pomme, trying to escape the guys’ arms to try and rescue her friend.
Quickly the swarm was upon them, clawing and tearing the men off of Pomme and dragging her up into the sky. Just as quickly hordes of screaming fan-girls came rushing out of the forest to help the platypi, dragging the men to their nests buried deep in the darkness.
“No!” cried Pomme. “Guys! Oh god, I’m afraid of heights! Oh god, oh god!” And with that, she was swept away with Sarai to the Wicked Bitch’s Castle.
Once they arrived at the castle they were immediately taken into custody by the Bitch’s loyal fan-girls. They separated Sarai and Pomme, shoving Sarai into a large wicker coffin and Pomme into a dismal dungeon.
With a flash of stupidity and sexually transmitted disease, Twink appeared to Pomme.
“So, my pretty, you want to give me those shoes now?” she said, munching on some half cooked steak.
“First of all, that is disgusting. Secondly, hell no. What have you done with my Sarai?”
“Oh, she’ll be fine, as long as you give me the shoes. If you don’t, I’ll have her and her wicker coffin thrown into the river to drown. So, what will it be? Living Sarai or Dead Sarai?”
“That’s not fair!” screamed Pomme. “You can’t kill a living being over a pair of shoes!”
“Oh, but I can! And I will if you don’t hand them over.” Twink made a signal for Sarai in her wicker coffin to be brought into the room.
“Don’t do it Pomme! Don’t give her the shoes. hide told you that they were magical, don’t take them off!” screamed Sarai, fighting against the wicker.
“But she’ll kill you!” cried Pomme, fighting back tears and the urge to rip those, now, hateful shoes off of her feet. “Take the shoes, just don’t kill my Toto!”
“I AM NOT YOUR TOTO!” screamed Sarai, tearing at the wicker with her non-existent nails.
“Good, good.” Exclaimed Twink, but as she reached for the shoes a guitar chord played causing her to be flung back in shock.
“I’m sorry!” cried Pomme. “It wasn’t my fault, I’m sorry! Please don’t hurt Sarai!”
Recovering from her shock, Twink turned to the fan-girls.
“Take her and drown her in the river.”
Just as she proclaimed Sarai’s death sentence, Sarai broke through the wicker and ran. Running with all of her might she fled the castle and found her way back to the forest of screaming fan-girls.
“Gackt? Miyavi? Yo? Anyone who isn’t a psychotic fan-girl who will tear me limb from limb?” whispered Sarai. In the darkness she heard a low moan coming from under a pile of brush.
Underneath the pile was Miyavi, one straw arm dangling helplessly at his side. A few feet away was Yo, draped over a tree branch, some blood on his face and a couple of yards from them was Gackt, tied to a tree.
“Oh my god! What did they do to you?!” cried Sarai, running to help her friends.
“Well they thought that since I was only made of straw it wouldn’t hurt anything to tear me apart!” cried Miyavi, clumsily standing and trying to fix his arm.
“They decided that because I was only a lion I didn’t matter and they left me to be eaten by the flying platypi.” Said Yo, finding enough strength to remove himself from the tree’s woody embrace and stumble over to help Miyavi with his arm.
“They apparently decided that I would be a sacrifice to their goddess’ lusts and tied me here so I wouldn’t escape.” Said Gackt as Sarai began to untie him.
“Twink has Pomme and I don’t know what will happen if we don’t get there in time. We have to hurry.” And with great urgency the group took off toward Twink’s castle to rescue their beloved Pomegranate.
Chapter Eleven: Finding the Wicked Bitch of the West
After they had helped Trent feed the exotic animals, and Sarai almost got eaten by the lesbian tiger (and not in a good way mind you), Trent kept his promise and gave them food and a place to sleep. The next morning, he gave them a good meal and a map to the Bitch’s castle. Wishing them good luck he gently shoved them out the door and into the Forest of Screeching Fan-girls.
“How far does the map say the castle is from here?” whispered Pomme, clinging to Gackt’s arm.
“Um, a long ways. Dude, I don’t even friggin’ know how to read a map!” exclaimed Sarai, shoving the map at Yo.
“It says we are about 15 miles from the castle. That’s not far.”
“Oh my god, my feet are going to fall off, I swear.” Cried Pomme.
“Do you suppose the fan-girls will come out and devour our souls?” asked Miyavi, shaking a little as he aimed his shovel.
“Fan-girls don’t eat souls, silly. They’ll just kiss you until you die of dehydration. It’s a bit messy though. Dehydration that is, kissing is nice.” Replied Sarai, pushing the shovel back down to Miyavi’s side.
“They are right where I want them.” Whispered Twink to Hiroto. She looked again into the crystal triangle, then pressed her “Meat is Murder” button.
Immediately a horde of flying platypi filled the sky, robotic arms affixed to their bodies so that they could grasp and carry things. Hiroto prepared his miniature flying contraption and awaited his orders.
“Bring me the girls, do what you like with the others, but make sure the girls are brought to me alive. I need them alive so I can get the shoes off intact. Now fly, FLY!”
With a loud woosh, the horde of platypi took off, following the lead of their leader, Hiroto the flying chipmunk.
Meanwhile, the group had stopped for a break, snacking on some of the food Trent had packed for them. The sky above them began to darken as it filled with screaming platypi.
“Oh shit, not again!” screamed Pomme.
“Save Pomme, she has the shoes!” cried Sarai, pushing Gackt and Yo toward Pomme and grabbing Miyavi’s shovel. She began to swing the shovel back and forth so as to hit the platypi, but was quickly overwhelmed and swept up by big robotic arms.
“Sarai!” screamed Pomme, trying to escape the guys’ arms to try and rescue her friend.
Quickly the swarm was upon them, clawing and tearing the men off of Pomme and dragging her up into the sky. Just as quickly hordes of screaming fan-girls came rushing out of the forest to help the platypi, dragging the men to their nests buried deep in the darkness.
“No!” cried Pomme. “Guys! Oh god, I’m afraid of heights! Oh god, oh god!” And with that, she was swept away with Sarai to the Wicked Bitch’s Castle.
Once they arrived at the castle they were immediately taken into custody by the Bitch’s loyal fan-girls. They separated Sarai and Pomme, shoving Sarai into a large wicker coffin and Pomme into a dismal dungeon.
With a flash of stupidity and sexually transmitted disease, Twink appeared to Pomme.
“So, my pretty, you want to give me those shoes now?” she said, munching on some half cooked steak.
“First of all, that is disgusting. Secondly, hell no. What have you done with my Sarai?”
“Oh, she’ll be fine, as long as you give me the shoes. If you don’t, I’ll have her and her wicker coffin thrown into the river to drown. So, what will it be? Living Sarai or Dead Sarai?”
“That’s not fair!” screamed Pomme. “You can’t kill a living being over a pair of shoes!”
“Oh, but I can! And I will if you don’t hand them over.” Twink made a signal for Sarai in her wicker coffin to be brought into the room.
“Don’t do it Pomme! Don’t give her the shoes. hide told you that they were magical, don’t take them off!” screamed Sarai, fighting against the wicker.
“But she’ll kill you!” cried Pomme, fighting back tears and the urge to rip those, now, hateful shoes off of her feet. “Take the shoes, just don’t kill my Toto!”
“I AM NOT YOUR TOTO!” screamed Sarai, tearing at the wicker with her non-existent nails.
“Good, good.” Exclaimed Twink, but as she reached for the shoes a guitar chord played causing her to be flung back in shock.
“I’m sorry!” cried Pomme. “It wasn’t my fault, I’m sorry! Please don’t hurt Sarai!”
Recovering from her shock, Twink turned to the fan-girls.
“Take her and drown her in the river.”
Just as she proclaimed Sarai’s death sentence, Sarai broke through the wicker and ran. Running with all of her might she fled the castle and found her way back to the forest of screaming fan-girls.
“Gackt? Miyavi? Yo? Anyone who isn’t a psychotic fan-girl who will tear me limb from limb?” whispered Sarai. In the darkness she heard a low moan coming from under a pile of brush.
Underneath the pile was Miyavi, one straw arm dangling helplessly at his side. A few feet away was Yo, draped over a tree branch, some blood on his face and a couple of yards from them was Gackt, tied to a tree.
“Oh my god! What did they do to you?!” cried Sarai, running to help her friends.
“Well they thought that since I was only made of straw it wouldn’t hurt anything to tear me apart!” cried Miyavi, clumsily standing and trying to fix his arm.
“They decided that because I was only a lion I didn’t matter and they left me to be eaten by the flying platypi.” Said Yo, finding enough strength to remove himself from the tree’s woody embrace and stumble over to help Miyavi with his arm.
“They apparently decided that I would be a sacrifice to their goddess’ lusts and tied me here so I wouldn’t escape.” Said Gackt as Sarai began to untie him.
“Twink has Pomme and I don’t know what will happen if we don’t get there in time. We have to hurry.” And with great urgency the group took off toward Twink’s castle to rescue their beloved Pomegranate.
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter Ten)
Current mood: Awake
Chapter Ten: An Impossibly Possible Mission
Inside the Wizard’s castle it was quite dark, the hall only lit by tiny electric candles. There were very tall windows, but they were draped with heavy black curtains to block out even the tiniest light from outside the building.
“How are we going to find the wizard from here?” whispered Pomme.
“I have no clue, but we’ll find him. It couldn’t possibly be…” started Sarai.
“You know, every time you say it couldn’t possibly be that hard it turns out to be, so just be quiet.” Exclaimed Pomme.
“Sh!” complained the group.
They skipped down the hallway, trying to find a way to the wizard. At one point they stopped at the end of another excruciatingly long hallway, waiting a moment to figure everything out.
“So, what do you think you’re doing here?” asked a voice behind them. Upon hearing this voice they all jumped and turned around to discover a tall man with glasses, dressed like a guard, directly behind them.
“What are you doing here?” repeated the man.
“Um, we are here to help the Wizard.” said Pomme.
“With what? I wasn’t notified of any assistance being needed.” Replied the man.
“We are his hairstylists.” Sarai piped up.
“His hairstylists? This late? Why?”
“Well, have you seen his hair recently?” scoffed Pomme.
“What are your names?” asked the Man, trying to look very stern, but clearly getting bored.
“I’m Pomegranate, this is Sarai, Miyavi, Gackt and Yo.”
“Pomegranate? Your name is Pomegranate?” the man stifled a guffaw.
“Yes it is. You have a problem with that?”
“Nope, just laughing at your name meaning Cursed Evil Fruit. Follow me.” With a quick turn the man began to escort the group down a nearby hallway.
“What’s your name? If you don’t mind my asking?” said Sarai, catching up with the man.
“Trent.”
“Do you like working for the wizard, Trent?” asked Gackt.
“Not really. I mean I spend my entire time trying to figure out who is a guy and who is a girl that I just continuously feel like I’m getting penis wagged in my face.”
Sarai and Pomme stifled a giggle, both of them turning bright red.
“Did he just say what I think he just said?” whispered Pomme, pulling Sarai back behind the group of men.
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure he did.” Giggled Sarai.
After a short while, Trent led the group into the receiving room of the castle. Directing them toward some seats he quietly exited and was gone for about ten minutes before returning for the group.
“He says he will see you, though he doesn’t recall sending for you guys.” At this Trent shrugged and led the group into the throne room where he then promptly left closing the large and ornate doors loudly behind him.
“So,” a loud voice boomed. “You are not my real hairstylists. Why have you come here?”
“If it please your wizardness,” began Pomme “We were told to come to here by hide, the good witch or fairy or whatever he is of the North. At least I think it was the North.”
“Ah, so hide sent you, did he. Where is your proof?” asked the voice.
“Well, they are on my feet. Unfortunately. Do you know how much of a pain it is to try and run from flying platypi in nine inch electric blue heels?” replied Pomme.
“No, but I can imagine it would be rather hard.” Said the voice. “So you have the shoes of the Wicked Bitch of the East. Anything else?”
“Nope, that’s about it.” Said Sarai.
“What is it that you want exactly?” asked the voice.
“We want to go home,” said Pomme, pointing at herself and Sarai. “I don’t know what they want, I think they just came along for the cute factor.”
“Hmm, interesting. Well, for you to get home you need to complete a task for me.”
“What might that be?” asked Sarai, worry creeping up her spine.
“Oh nothing to big. I just need the Wicked Bitch of the West’s ‘Meat is Murder’ button.” Replied the voice.
“But to get that we would have to coming in touching distance of her!” cried an outraged Gackt. “And who in their right mind wants to do that?!”
“SILENCE!” commanded the voice, booming so loud that the room shook, knocking Pomme off her heels and onto her ass.
“You must bring me the button or else you go directly to the police. Do it and I will help you get home.” Then the voice faded and refused to answer any other questions.
“Well shit.” Said Sarai, helping Pomme back up to her feet. “What do we do now?”
“I guess we go to find the Bitch’s castle and get that button. Or else you guys will be stuck here.” Said Yoshiki, fiddling with his tail. “Truth be told guys I don’t want you to go. We could just find a nice abandoned cottage somewhere and live happily ever after. Wouldn’t that be nice?”
“I’d be up for it, but who would feed Shakespeare?” said Sarai.
“Shakespeare?” asked Gackt, Yo and Miyavi in unison.
“Her creepy snake.” Replied Pomme.
“He is NOT creepy. He is a magnificent albino king cobra that I got while visiting a cousin of mine in India.” Said Sarai, getting slightly huffy.
“Your parents let you have a COBRA?!” exclaimed Yo.
“Well, no. I don’t have any parents. And besides, I’m an adult, I can take care of myself thank you. I’ve never been bitten.” Replied Sarai.
“Okay, for your own safety I’m afraid we’ll have to either keep you here or go back with you.” Said Gackt.
“Okay, enough of this chit-chat. We have to get to the Wicked Bitch’s castle and we don’t even know where it is!” said Miyavi.
“Not only that, but I’m starving and exhausted!” said Pomme. “We haven’t slept almost since we got here, except for passing out and being trapped in the Pink Room at the Welcome center!”
“I agree with Pomme. We need to find a place to sleep and get some food.” Said Yo, being the adult of the group.
“I think I can help you with that!” said a voice. They turned around and found Trent standing by the ornate doors. “I can actually help you find the Bitch’s castle too. I have a map. I’ll give you guys some food and a place to sleep tonight if you will do me a favor.”
“What’s the favor?” asked Pomme with trepidation.
“I need someone to help me with feed the animals around here before we all go to bed.”
“Oh well that shouldn’t be…” started Sarai.
“Don’t even THINK about finishing that sentence, Sarai.” Interrupted the rest of the group.
“How many animals are there?” asked Gackt.
“Only five. One man-eating rabbit, one lesbian tiger, one de-winged flying platypi, a fire-breathing cow and a unicorn.”
“I’m not even going to ask how you got these animals.” Said Pomme.
“Can I have the tiger?!” quipped Sarai.
“Hell No!” exclaimed Yo and with that they followed Trent to the animal houses.
Chapter Ten: An Impossibly Possible Mission
Inside the Wizard’s castle it was quite dark, the hall only lit by tiny electric candles. There were very tall windows, but they were draped with heavy black curtains to block out even the tiniest light from outside the building.
“How are we going to find the wizard from here?” whispered Pomme.
“I have no clue, but we’ll find him. It couldn’t possibly be…” started Sarai.
“You know, every time you say it couldn’t possibly be that hard it turns out to be, so just be quiet.” Exclaimed Pomme.
“Sh!” complained the group.
They skipped down the hallway, trying to find a way to the wizard. At one point they stopped at the end of another excruciatingly long hallway, waiting a moment to figure everything out.
“So, what do you think you’re doing here?” asked a voice behind them. Upon hearing this voice they all jumped and turned around to discover a tall man with glasses, dressed like a guard, directly behind them.
“What are you doing here?” repeated the man.
“Um, we are here to help the Wizard.” said Pomme.
“With what? I wasn’t notified of any assistance being needed.” Replied the man.
“We are his hairstylists.” Sarai piped up.
“His hairstylists? This late? Why?”
“Well, have you seen his hair recently?” scoffed Pomme.
“What are your names?” asked the Man, trying to look very stern, but clearly getting bored.
“I’m Pomegranate, this is Sarai, Miyavi, Gackt and Yo.”
“Pomegranate? Your name is Pomegranate?” the man stifled a guffaw.
“Yes it is. You have a problem with that?”
“Nope, just laughing at your name meaning Cursed Evil Fruit. Follow me.” With a quick turn the man began to escort the group down a nearby hallway.
“What’s your name? If you don’t mind my asking?” said Sarai, catching up with the man.
“Trent.”
“Do you like working for the wizard, Trent?” asked Gackt.
“Not really. I mean I spend my entire time trying to figure out who is a guy and who is a girl that I just continuously feel like I’m getting penis wagged in my face.”
Sarai and Pomme stifled a giggle, both of them turning bright red.
“Did he just say what I think he just said?” whispered Pomme, pulling Sarai back behind the group of men.
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure he did.” Giggled Sarai.
After a short while, Trent led the group into the receiving room of the castle. Directing them toward some seats he quietly exited and was gone for about ten minutes before returning for the group.
“He says he will see you, though he doesn’t recall sending for you guys.” At this Trent shrugged and led the group into the throne room where he then promptly left closing the large and ornate doors loudly behind him.
“So,” a loud voice boomed. “You are not my real hairstylists. Why have you come here?”
“If it please your wizardness,” began Pomme “We were told to come to here by hide, the good witch or fairy or whatever he is of the North. At least I think it was the North.”
“Ah, so hide sent you, did he. Where is your proof?” asked the voice.
“Well, they are on my feet. Unfortunately. Do you know how much of a pain it is to try and run from flying platypi in nine inch electric blue heels?” replied Pomme.
“No, but I can imagine it would be rather hard.” Said the voice. “So you have the shoes of the Wicked Bitch of the East. Anything else?”
“Nope, that’s about it.” Said Sarai.
“What is it that you want exactly?” asked the voice.
“We want to go home,” said Pomme, pointing at herself and Sarai. “I don’t know what they want, I think they just came along for the cute factor.”
“Hmm, interesting. Well, for you to get home you need to complete a task for me.”
“What might that be?” asked Sarai, worry creeping up her spine.
“Oh nothing to big. I just need the Wicked Bitch of the West’s ‘Meat is Murder’ button.” Replied the voice.
“But to get that we would have to coming in touching distance of her!” cried an outraged Gackt. “And who in their right mind wants to do that?!”
“SILENCE!” commanded the voice, booming so loud that the room shook, knocking Pomme off her heels and onto her ass.
“You must bring me the button or else you go directly to the police. Do it and I will help you get home.” Then the voice faded and refused to answer any other questions.
“Well shit.” Said Sarai, helping Pomme back up to her feet. “What do we do now?”
“I guess we go to find the Bitch’s castle and get that button. Or else you guys will be stuck here.” Said Yoshiki, fiddling with his tail. “Truth be told guys I don’t want you to go. We could just find a nice abandoned cottage somewhere and live happily ever after. Wouldn’t that be nice?”
“I’d be up for it, but who would feed Shakespeare?” said Sarai.
“Shakespeare?” asked Gackt, Yo and Miyavi in unison.
“Her creepy snake.” Replied Pomme.
“He is NOT creepy. He is a magnificent albino king cobra that I got while visiting a cousin of mine in India.” Said Sarai, getting slightly huffy.
“Your parents let you have a COBRA?!” exclaimed Yo.
“Well, no. I don’t have any parents. And besides, I’m an adult, I can take care of myself thank you. I’ve never been bitten.” Replied Sarai.
“Okay, for your own safety I’m afraid we’ll have to either keep you here or go back with you.” Said Gackt.
“Okay, enough of this chit-chat. We have to get to the Wicked Bitch’s castle and we don’t even know where it is!” said Miyavi.
“Not only that, but I’m starving and exhausted!” said Pomme. “We haven’t slept almost since we got here, except for passing out and being trapped in the Pink Room at the Welcome center!”
“I agree with Pomme. We need to find a place to sleep and get some food.” Said Yo, being the adult of the group.
“I think I can help you with that!” said a voice. They turned around and found Trent standing by the ornate doors. “I can actually help you find the Bitch’s castle too. I have a map. I’ll give you guys some food and a place to sleep tonight if you will do me a favor.”
“What’s the favor?” asked Pomme with trepidation.
“I need someone to help me with feed the animals around here before we all go to bed.”
“Oh well that shouldn’t be…” started Sarai.
“Don’t even THINK about finishing that sentence, Sarai.” Interrupted the rest of the group.
“How many animals are there?” asked Gackt.
“Only five. One man-eating rabbit, one lesbian tiger, one de-winged flying platypi, a fire-breathing cow and a unicorn.”
“I’m not even going to ask how you got these animals.” Said Pomme.
“Can I have the tiger?!” quipped Sarai.
“Hell No!” exclaimed Yo and with that they followed Trent to the animal houses.
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
OH MAY THE SONG OF THE DAY! I can sleep when I am dead by Jason Michael Carroll
Current mood: Curious
This song is actually really good.
I likes it a lot.
He is a country artist which is rare for me to listen to but I do love all music.
Plus this song make me giggle.
it is a video guys but I cannot embed it do to copyright laws!
So go check it out on myspace.
(sorry short guys)
Been Busy.
Love you all!!
~Pomme~
This song is actually really good.
I likes it a lot.
He is a country artist which is rare for me to listen to but I do love all music.
Plus this song make me giggle.
it is a video guys but I cannot embed it do to copyright laws!
So go check it out on myspace.
(sorry short guys)
Been Busy.
Love you all!!
~Pomme~
Sunday, August 02, 2009
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter Nine)
Current mood: Anxious
Chapter Nine: Finding The Wizard of J-Rock
When Pomme and Sarai woke they were in a big pink room on small pink beds dressed in pink pajamas.
“You know, I like pink, but I think I’m having a pink overload.” Said Sarai, pulling at the pajamas.
“What happened?” mumbled Pomme, rubbing her head.
“You crashed into our city, clogged up traffic and destroyed several buildings, no big deal of course. Long story short you are in the Pink Star City, in our Welcome Center, which you crashed into.” Said a very sarcastic voice.
When the girls turned around they saw a lady with pink hair, black strands underneath.
“Auntie Fawn?!” cried Pomme, glomping the lady.
“Get the fuck off me!” cried the lady, shoving Pomme off. “My name isn’t Fawn! And I am not your aunt!”
“Oh, sorry. I thought you were someone else.” Pomme turned away from the woman and sat back down on one of the beds, some tears running down her face. She was really beginning to miss her Auntie Fawn and her Uncle Aoi.
“It’ll be okay Pomme, we’ll get home soon enough. We just need to talk to the Wizard.” Sarai reached over and patted Pomme’s shoulder.
“Talk to the Wizard? You crash into our city and then you think we’ll let you talk to the Wizard?! You’ve got to be coo-coo for Coco Puffs and I don’t mean chocolatey fucking goodness! Are you insane?” said the lady with the pink and black hair.
“But we must speak to the Wizard! The good witch of the North, hide, sent us!” cried Pomme.
“Oh yeah? Good witch huh? Well, we’ll need proof that he sent you.” The lady put her hands are her hips and frowned. She didn’t seem at all happy about the mentioning of hide.
“Well, she’s wearing the nine-inch electric blue heels that he gave her!” said Sarai pointing at Pomme’s feet.
“How do I know that she got those from hide? She could’ve just picked them up anywhere!” said the lady.
“But she didn’t pick them up anywhere. These belonged to the Wicked Bitch of the East, we crushed her with an abandoned house and hide gave Pomme the shoes.”
“So, you’ve killed before! Landing houses on top of people, then crashing flying machines into cities! Maybe you are here to kill our wizard too!”
“It was an accident when we killed the Wicked Bitch! We didn’t mean to land on her! And as to crashing into the city, that was entirely Gackt’s fault. He was the one flying the thing!” said Pomme, standing up.
“Great Pomme, blame Gackt. I’m sure that will help!” said Sarai, rolling her eyes up to the ceiling and back to the floor.
“Oh you must mean the gentlemen that were with you when you crashed! They are being questioned as we speak.” Replied the lady.
“Where are they being held?” asked Sarai.
“As if I’m going to tell you! Do I have S T U P I D written on my forehead in hot pink letters or something? I don’t think so.” Replied the lady.
“Well, where are our clothes? The ones we crashed in?” asked Pomme.
“They are in a special place. Well taken care of I assure you. In the mean time, you are to come with me as you are to have your pictures taken and to be escorted to the local jail. You will be held until such a time as the wizard decides to put you on trial.” With that the lady put some leopard spotted furry handcuffs on the girls and began to escort them out.
Just then Sarai had a brilliant idea. She suddenly fell to the ground and began breathing hard and forcing herself to wheeze. Pomme stopped short and tried to help Sarai up, not realizing what Sarai was trying to do.
“Sarai? Are you okay? Sarai!” Pomme turned to the lady. “She is having an asthma attack, she needs her inhaler!! It’s in the pocket of her pants! Hurry, hurry!”
Frightened, because she had never seen someone have an asthma attack, the lady took off to get Sarai’s pants and, subsequently, her inhaler.
“It’ll be okay Sarai, deep breaths.” Said Pomme, sitting beside Sarai.
“I’m fine, Pomme.” Sarai pulled out the keys to the handcuffs and her inhaler from a pocket in the pajamas. “I took my inhaler out of my pants just before I passed out and held onto it. And, you provided enough of a distraction that I was able to slip the keys out of that lady’s pocket.”
Pomme hit Sarai’s arm, hard.
“Ouch! What did you do that for?!” cried Sarai.
“You scared the shit out of me! I thought you were going to die or something!”
“Well I’m not dead! So let’s hurry and get the hell out of here!” with that Sarai unlocked the handcuffs and the girls took off.
As they wandered down the streets looking for signs, they noticed a star-shaped building that said “Prisoner Questioning” on the side. Quietly, they snuck into the building to find Gackt, Yo and Miyavi.
“Why do I have the feeling that this is all a little too easy?” asked Pomme.
“Probably because it is.” Replied Sarai.
“Where do you think they are being held?” asked Pomme, almost falling off her heels for about the millionth time.
“I have no clue, but this place didn’t look very big, so I’m sure we’ll find them shortly.” However, Sarai was very wrong. Even though the building itself looked small, inside it was a large and complex maze leading down into caverns below. Gackt, Yo and Miyavi were being held in the very bottom of this large and complex labyrinth, being questioned by a very large and mean guard.
After hours of searching and getting even more lost, the girls sat down in a closet for some rest. They were both very tired and hungry. Scrounging through their little hiding space they found some snacks shaped like stars and a bottle of juice, which they decided to share. After reading the ingredients however, Sarai realized that she could not eat the snacks or drink the juice because they had rice in them.
“Damn allergy to rice! It’s going to be the death of me, you know.” Complained Sarai, throwing the snacks over to Pomme.
Just then they heard someone walking outside the door. They held their breath and squeezed themselves up against the very back of the closet, waiting. The door opened only slightly and three figures slipped in.
“Now what, Miyavi?” said a hushed voice.
“Miyavi? Gackt? Yo? Is that you?” Sarai whispered.
“Yes. Sarai? Pomme?” replied a voice.
“Yes!” Sarai and Pomme came up to the other figures and they all exchanged hugs.
“How did you escape?” asked Pomme.
“Well, it turns out Miyavi has a photographic memory and once the guards backs were turned we escaped. He has led us this far, but the guards were catching up, so we slipped in here.” Replied Yo.
“How can Miyavi have a photographic memory if he has no brain or any other internal organs?” asked Sarai, hugging onto Yo and Pomme.
Miyavi shrugged and smiled.
“It doesn’t matter, really,” said Pomme. “As long as he can get us out of here.”
“Well we better hurry, otherwise we are going to get caught.” Whispered Gackt.
They waited a moment until they heard the guards’ footsteps pass, then they opened the door and ran for it. As they ran, none of them knew that they were being watched by Twink in her tower through her crystal triangle.
“Damn it. Why does nothing I do work? They are always escaping and getting closer to the wizard. Must do something, but what?” raged Twink. She wasn’t used to this, normally she got her way very quickly, but she had now been denied her desires by 3 men and 2 girls. One of whom still hadn’t figured out how to use the magical shoes given her by hide.
Finally, after sneaking around the city, the sun began to set and everyone went to their homes and to bed. Signs were even hung along the side-walks saying they were “Closed for the Night”.
“Wow, this is almost like that little village we live in!” said Pomme.
“Yeah, except we don’t have signs notifying the closure of side-walks. Come on, we’ve got to find the wizard if we ever want to get out of here.”
Finding the wizard proved quite easy actually, because just above his Castle was a huge blaring sign pointed directly at his door. The sign practically screamed in its bright neon orange letters, proclaiming “THE WIZARD IS HERE!”
“Well, that isn’t obvious at all.” Said Sarai.
With that, they all snuck up and went in to the Castle of the Wizard of J-Rock.
Chapter Nine: Finding The Wizard of J-Rock
When Pomme and Sarai woke they were in a big pink room on small pink beds dressed in pink pajamas.
“You know, I like pink, but I think I’m having a pink overload.” Said Sarai, pulling at the pajamas.
“What happened?” mumbled Pomme, rubbing her head.
“You crashed into our city, clogged up traffic and destroyed several buildings, no big deal of course. Long story short you are in the Pink Star City, in our Welcome Center, which you crashed into.” Said a very sarcastic voice.
When the girls turned around they saw a lady with pink hair, black strands underneath.
“Auntie Fawn?!” cried Pomme, glomping the lady.
“Get the fuck off me!” cried the lady, shoving Pomme off. “My name isn’t Fawn! And I am not your aunt!”
“Oh, sorry. I thought you were someone else.” Pomme turned away from the woman and sat back down on one of the beds, some tears running down her face. She was really beginning to miss her Auntie Fawn and her Uncle Aoi.
“It’ll be okay Pomme, we’ll get home soon enough. We just need to talk to the Wizard.” Sarai reached over and patted Pomme’s shoulder.
“Talk to the Wizard? You crash into our city and then you think we’ll let you talk to the Wizard?! You’ve got to be coo-coo for Coco Puffs and I don’t mean chocolatey fucking goodness! Are you insane?” said the lady with the pink and black hair.
“But we must speak to the Wizard! The good witch of the North, hide, sent us!” cried Pomme.
“Oh yeah? Good witch huh? Well, we’ll need proof that he sent you.” The lady put her hands are her hips and frowned. She didn’t seem at all happy about the mentioning of hide.
“Well, she’s wearing the nine-inch electric blue heels that he gave her!” said Sarai pointing at Pomme’s feet.
“How do I know that she got those from hide? She could’ve just picked them up anywhere!” said the lady.
“But she didn’t pick them up anywhere. These belonged to the Wicked Bitch of the East, we crushed her with an abandoned house and hide gave Pomme the shoes.”
“So, you’ve killed before! Landing houses on top of people, then crashing flying machines into cities! Maybe you are here to kill our wizard too!”
“It was an accident when we killed the Wicked Bitch! We didn’t mean to land on her! And as to crashing into the city, that was entirely Gackt’s fault. He was the one flying the thing!” said Pomme, standing up.
“Great Pomme, blame Gackt. I’m sure that will help!” said Sarai, rolling her eyes up to the ceiling and back to the floor.
“Oh you must mean the gentlemen that were with you when you crashed! They are being questioned as we speak.” Replied the lady.
“Where are they being held?” asked Sarai.
“As if I’m going to tell you! Do I have S T U P I D written on my forehead in hot pink letters or something? I don’t think so.” Replied the lady.
“Well, where are our clothes? The ones we crashed in?” asked Pomme.
“They are in a special place. Well taken care of I assure you. In the mean time, you are to come with me as you are to have your pictures taken and to be escorted to the local jail. You will be held until such a time as the wizard decides to put you on trial.” With that the lady put some leopard spotted furry handcuffs on the girls and began to escort them out.
Just then Sarai had a brilliant idea. She suddenly fell to the ground and began breathing hard and forcing herself to wheeze. Pomme stopped short and tried to help Sarai up, not realizing what Sarai was trying to do.
“Sarai? Are you okay? Sarai!” Pomme turned to the lady. “She is having an asthma attack, she needs her inhaler!! It’s in the pocket of her pants! Hurry, hurry!”
Frightened, because she had never seen someone have an asthma attack, the lady took off to get Sarai’s pants and, subsequently, her inhaler.
“It’ll be okay Sarai, deep breaths.” Said Pomme, sitting beside Sarai.
“I’m fine, Pomme.” Sarai pulled out the keys to the handcuffs and her inhaler from a pocket in the pajamas. “I took my inhaler out of my pants just before I passed out and held onto it. And, you provided enough of a distraction that I was able to slip the keys out of that lady’s pocket.”
Pomme hit Sarai’s arm, hard.
“Ouch! What did you do that for?!” cried Sarai.
“You scared the shit out of me! I thought you were going to die or something!”
“Well I’m not dead! So let’s hurry and get the hell out of here!” with that Sarai unlocked the handcuffs and the girls took off.
As they wandered down the streets looking for signs, they noticed a star-shaped building that said “Prisoner Questioning” on the side. Quietly, they snuck into the building to find Gackt, Yo and Miyavi.
“Why do I have the feeling that this is all a little too easy?” asked Pomme.
“Probably because it is.” Replied Sarai.
“Where do you think they are being held?” asked Pomme, almost falling off her heels for about the millionth time.
“I have no clue, but this place didn’t look very big, so I’m sure we’ll find them shortly.” However, Sarai was very wrong. Even though the building itself looked small, inside it was a large and complex maze leading down into caverns below. Gackt, Yo and Miyavi were being held in the very bottom of this large and complex labyrinth, being questioned by a very large and mean guard.
After hours of searching and getting even more lost, the girls sat down in a closet for some rest. They were both very tired and hungry. Scrounging through their little hiding space they found some snacks shaped like stars and a bottle of juice, which they decided to share. After reading the ingredients however, Sarai realized that she could not eat the snacks or drink the juice because they had rice in them.
“Damn allergy to rice! It’s going to be the death of me, you know.” Complained Sarai, throwing the snacks over to Pomme.
Just then they heard someone walking outside the door. They held their breath and squeezed themselves up against the very back of the closet, waiting. The door opened only slightly and three figures slipped in.
“Now what, Miyavi?” said a hushed voice.
“Miyavi? Gackt? Yo? Is that you?” Sarai whispered.
“Yes. Sarai? Pomme?” replied a voice.
“Yes!” Sarai and Pomme came up to the other figures and they all exchanged hugs.
“How did you escape?” asked Pomme.
“Well, it turns out Miyavi has a photographic memory and once the guards backs were turned we escaped. He has led us this far, but the guards were catching up, so we slipped in here.” Replied Yo.
“How can Miyavi have a photographic memory if he has no brain or any other internal organs?” asked Sarai, hugging onto Yo and Pomme.
Miyavi shrugged and smiled.
“It doesn’t matter, really,” said Pomme. “As long as he can get us out of here.”
“Well we better hurry, otherwise we are going to get caught.” Whispered Gackt.
They waited a moment until they heard the guards’ footsteps pass, then they opened the door and ran for it. As they ran, none of them knew that they were being watched by Twink in her tower through her crystal triangle.
“Damn it. Why does nothing I do work? They are always escaping and getting closer to the wizard. Must do something, but what?” raged Twink. She wasn’t used to this, normally she got her way very quickly, but she had now been denied her desires by 3 men and 2 girls. One of whom still hadn’t figured out how to use the magical shoes given her by hide.
Finally, after sneaking around the city, the sun began to set and everyone went to their homes and to bed. Signs were even hung along the side-walks saying they were “Closed for the Night”.
“Wow, this is almost like that little village we live in!” said Pomme.
“Yeah, except we don’t have signs notifying the closure of side-walks. Come on, we’ve got to find the wizard if we ever want to get out of here.”
Finding the wizard proved quite easy actually, because just above his Castle was a huge blaring sign pointed directly at his door. The sign practically screamed in its bright neon orange letters, proclaiming “THE WIZARD IS HERE!”
“Well, that isn’t obvious at all.” Said Sarai.
With that, they all snuck up and went in to the Castle of the Wizard of J-Rock.
Saturday, August 01, 2009
J-Rock Wizard of Oz (Chapter Eight)
Current mood: Amused
Chapter Eight: Finding the City, Past the Poppies
“Damn them!” screamed Twink as she stared into her giant crystal triangle. “They should have died by now, but they are still going toward the city. At this rate they will find the city and meet the Wizard and it’ll be Goodbye Magical Shoes. Must come up with a plan.”
“Excuse me, your Wickedness.” Said a timid voice.
“What is it now?!” roared Twink, turning on a small, nervous chipmunk.
“Well, it’s just that I think I know what you should do.” Replied the chipmunk, shrinking back.
“What is that?”
“The field of Poppies. The one about two miles outside of the Pink Star City. You could use some of your magic on it to stop them.”
Twink pondered this a moment, then gingerly patted the chipmunk’s head.
“Good job, Hiroto. You won’t be eaten after all. Go, fetch all the flying platypi and prepare them. If this doesn’t work, I will be needing them.”
With that, the chipmunk scampered off and Twink began to prepare the spell to terrorize our young heroes.
Meanwhile, the group was exhausted, walking on very little sleep and sore feet. They finally stopped for a break about a mile away from the field of Poppies Twink and Hiroto had been discussing.
These poppies were not like the poppies we know, these poppies were J-Rock poppies, meaning that they were already magical on their own. Twink was going to twist their magic and use it against the adventurers. The field of poppies stretched for several miles in either direction, just rows and rows of beautiful bright red flowers. Within each flower was a single tear-shaped black pearl that could protect you from harm, disguising you and even turning you invisible.
After a short rest, the group began to enter into the field of poppies. As they got a little bit further in, Pomme, Sarai and Yo began to feel very ill. When they looked pieces of them were missing. Pomme could see through her stomach, Sarai was missing her legs and Yo couldn’t find his tail.
“Oh no! Sarai, what are we going to do?!” cried Pomme, feeling quite faint.
“I don’t know, Pomme! I don’t know! Oh god, Help!”
All of them began to cry out for help, though, as Gackt eventually pointed out, there was no one within miles to hear them. Pieces of Pomme, Sarai and Yo kept disappearing until they were nothing but talking heads lying amidst the flowers.
“What are we going to do Gackt? We can’t just let them disappear! We have to do something!” cried Miyavi.
“I don’t know what we can do! HELP! HELP!”
Just then a large shower of pink spider sparkles began to fall in the form of pink snowflakes. As the pink snow covered the group, Pomme, Sarai and Yo began to regain their bodies. Once they had all of their limbs they all hugged and ran as quickly as they could out of the field of Poppies.
As they emerged from the field they saw a huge city shaped like a giant pink star rising out of the earth.
“Look!” shouted Sarai. “The Pink Star City!”
“Let’s hurry!” exclaimed Pomme.
So they all took hands and began to skip toward the city.
“Damn it!” cried Twink, as she once again stared into her crystal triangle. “They’ve had help from that stupid hide matsumoto, Mr. Good Witch himself.”
Pacing back and forth, Twink began to formulate a new plan, one that couldn’t fail.
When they were about halfway to the city, Sarai looked up and noticed a large object flying just a short distance above their heads. Upon closer inspection, Sarai realized that it was something like the airplanes they had in Japan, only this one was slightly smaller and shaped more like a flying platypus.
"Um, guys..." Sarai stopped short and pointed. "What the hell is that?"
Pomme and the guys stopped and all looked up. Then they all began to run as the flying object dropped down and began to try to hit them. They all dove to the ground, as the flying machine pulled a "North by Northwest" move, flying scant inches above their prone bodies.
"Damn that was close. We better hurry or we aren't going to make it to the city alive!" cried Gackt, then he grabbed Sarai and Pomme's hands and dragged them up.
The flying machine swerved in the air, turning around to try and squish the adventurers. This time, it flew so low that one of the wings scooped up Pomme and Sarai, only picking up Sarai because she was holding on to Pomme like the world was going to end. As it tried to pull away, Miyavi, Gackt and Yo all grabbed hold of the back of the machine and pulled themselves up.
"Quick! Somebody take over the controls!" cried Yo, struggling to hold on. Pomme and Sarai found what looked like a cockpit and saw a Chipmunk, with a flying helmet on, steering.
"So, that's what she meant when she said she had flying platypi led by a flying chipmunk!" said Sarai.
Hiroto the chipmunk looked up at the girls and squealed, jumping up from behind the steering wheel. He then jumped out of the cockpit and pulled a chord releasing his giant parachute, so that he began to float back down to the Pink Gibson Road.
"Well, that was a dick move," said Pomme. "Now what are we going to do? I don't know how to fly anything!"
Sarai took hold of the wheel and began to pull up on it, but to no avail.
"Damn, that always works in the movies." she said.
"This isn't a movie Sarai! We are about to die horribly if we don't figure something out now!"
Then Gackt came in, some blood trickling down his lip.
"I'll do it," he said. "I used to fly things like this before I got turned into a statue." He then took the wheel and the girls scampered back up to where Miyavi and Yo were.
When they got up they saw Yo and Miyavi fighting off a dozen flying platypi, diving and swooping, trying to knock the guys down. The girls looked around for something to use as a weapon, but found nothing. Then all the sudden the flying machine did a nose dive leaving the platypi in a stream of smoke. Everyone held on tightly as the plane continued to plummet to the ground.
With a loud bang, the plane and passengers crashed through a pink glass ceiling over the city and into the middle of town. Everyone stopped to stare at the strangers in the flying machine.
"Um, Hi." said Sarai, just before she and the others passed out from exhaustion.
Chapter Eight: Finding the City, Past the Poppies
“Damn them!” screamed Twink as she stared into her giant crystal triangle. “They should have died by now, but they are still going toward the city. At this rate they will find the city and meet the Wizard and it’ll be Goodbye Magical Shoes. Must come up with a plan.”
“Excuse me, your Wickedness.” Said a timid voice.
“What is it now?!” roared Twink, turning on a small, nervous chipmunk.
“Well, it’s just that I think I know what you should do.” Replied the chipmunk, shrinking back.
“What is that?”
“The field of Poppies. The one about two miles outside of the Pink Star City. You could use some of your magic on it to stop them.”
Twink pondered this a moment, then gingerly patted the chipmunk’s head.
“Good job, Hiroto. You won’t be eaten after all. Go, fetch all the flying platypi and prepare them. If this doesn’t work, I will be needing them.”
With that, the chipmunk scampered off and Twink began to prepare the spell to terrorize our young heroes.
Meanwhile, the group was exhausted, walking on very little sleep and sore feet. They finally stopped for a break about a mile away from the field of Poppies Twink and Hiroto had been discussing.
These poppies were not like the poppies we know, these poppies were J-Rock poppies, meaning that they were already magical on their own. Twink was going to twist their magic and use it against the adventurers. The field of poppies stretched for several miles in either direction, just rows and rows of beautiful bright red flowers. Within each flower was a single tear-shaped black pearl that could protect you from harm, disguising you and even turning you invisible.
After a short rest, the group began to enter into the field of poppies. As they got a little bit further in, Pomme, Sarai and Yo began to feel very ill. When they looked pieces of them were missing. Pomme could see through her stomach, Sarai was missing her legs and Yo couldn’t find his tail.
“Oh no! Sarai, what are we going to do?!” cried Pomme, feeling quite faint.
“I don’t know, Pomme! I don’t know! Oh god, Help!”
All of them began to cry out for help, though, as Gackt eventually pointed out, there was no one within miles to hear them. Pieces of Pomme, Sarai and Yo kept disappearing until they were nothing but talking heads lying amidst the flowers.
“What are we going to do Gackt? We can’t just let them disappear! We have to do something!” cried Miyavi.
“I don’t know what we can do! HELP! HELP!”
Just then a large shower of pink spider sparkles began to fall in the form of pink snowflakes. As the pink snow covered the group, Pomme, Sarai and Yo began to regain their bodies. Once they had all of their limbs they all hugged and ran as quickly as they could out of the field of Poppies.
As they emerged from the field they saw a huge city shaped like a giant pink star rising out of the earth.
“Look!” shouted Sarai. “The Pink Star City!”
“Let’s hurry!” exclaimed Pomme.
So they all took hands and began to skip toward the city.
“Damn it!” cried Twink, as she once again stared into her crystal triangle. “They’ve had help from that stupid hide matsumoto, Mr. Good Witch himself.”
Pacing back and forth, Twink began to formulate a new plan, one that couldn’t fail.
When they were about halfway to the city, Sarai looked up and noticed a large object flying just a short distance above their heads. Upon closer inspection, Sarai realized that it was something like the airplanes they had in Japan, only this one was slightly smaller and shaped more like a flying platypus.
"Um, guys..." Sarai stopped short and pointed. "What the hell is that?"
Pomme and the guys stopped and all looked up. Then they all began to run as the flying object dropped down and began to try to hit them. They all dove to the ground, as the flying machine pulled a "North by Northwest" move, flying scant inches above their prone bodies.
"Damn that was close. We better hurry or we aren't going to make it to the city alive!" cried Gackt, then he grabbed Sarai and Pomme's hands and dragged them up.
The flying machine swerved in the air, turning around to try and squish the adventurers. This time, it flew so low that one of the wings scooped up Pomme and Sarai, only picking up Sarai because she was holding on to Pomme like the world was going to end. As it tried to pull away, Miyavi, Gackt and Yo all grabbed hold of the back of the machine and pulled themselves up.
"Quick! Somebody take over the controls!" cried Yo, struggling to hold on. Pomme and Sarai found what looked like a cockpit and saw a Chipmunk, with a flying helmet on, steering.
"So, that's what she meant when she said she had flying platypi led by a flying chipmunk!" said Sarai.
Hiroto the chipmunk looked up at the girls and squealed, jumping up from behind the steering wheel. He then jumped out of the cockpit and pulled a chord releasing his giant parachute, so that he began to float back down to the Pink Gibson Road.
"Well, that was a dick move," said Pomme. "Now what are we going to do? I don't know how to fly anything!"
Sarai took hold of the wheel and began to pull up on it, but to no avail.
"Damn, that always works in the movies." she said.
"This isn't a movie Sarai! We are about to die horribly if we don't figure something out now!"
Then Gackt came in, some blood trickling down his lip.
"I'll do it," he said. "I used to fly things like this before I got turned into a statue." He then took the wheel and the girls scampered back up to where Miyavi and Yo were.
When they got up they saw Yo and Miyavi fighting off a dozen flying platypi, diving and swooping, trying to knock the guys down. The girls looked around for something to use as a weapon, but found nothing. Then all the sudden the flying machine did a nose dive leaving the platypi in a stream of smoke. Everyone held on tightly as the plane continued to plummet to the ground.
With a loud bang, the plane and passengers crashed through a pink glass ceiling over the city and into the middle of town. Everyone stopped to stare at the strangers in the flying machine.
"Um, Hi." said Sarai, just before she and the others passed out from exhaustion.
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