For many fans, canonicity is an essential part of their fanfiction-reading experience. Oftentimes you would encounter arguments, often heated, over the behavioural patterns of one character or another. They wouldn’t behave that way because in this similar situation, they did this! No, they would, because in this other similar situation they did this!
Both often draw upon the same work to construct their argument. Both view the same material, the same words, the same drawings, hear the same voices and see the same animation and come to wildly disparate conclusions. Interesting, is it not? And that’s even before we throw in the mess of alternative continuities! The animated version is different from the live-action version which is again different from the illustrated version. All different, yet drawn from the same source. Does this not seem to possess some sort of parallel to anything else?
Consider the many-worlds theory for a moment. It is an oft analysed, oft argued for and against interpretation of quantum mechanics that - to summarise in layman’s terms - when a molecule may perform one of two possible actions in a situation, it performs both. We see the consequences in one universe, and some other universe sees the consequence of the other. This gives rise to the popular science fiction cliche of the parallel universe. Whole universes similar yet distinct from our own. Different interpretations drawing from the same source.
But the term parallel is incongruent and worse yet grossly inaccurate. Consider the definition of parallel for a moment. Two straight lines that can never meet, even if their lengths are stretched out into infinite along the same path are parallel to one another. That is what parallel means: To maintain a continuous constant distance from one another. But consider the above description! At one point the two lines were one! Two universes split from a single point like a fork in the road! These are not parallel universes at all under the given definition!
Ah, but there’s the rub. If they are not parallel, then does that not mean they might once again converge? What, pray tell, might occur if this began to happen? Why don’t we ask Sailor Pluto, to determine if she has any answers to give?
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The Inner Senshi protect the Solar System from internal threats. The Outer Senshi protect it from external threats. That was the way of things. Neptune and Uranus would watch and step in when assistance was needed. Saturn would sleep until all must perish before rebirth. And Pluto had the loneliest job of all. She must watch for the furthest of threats. Enemies that attacked not through space, but through time itself.
If they wished to do so they would have to enter the gate. Woe betide any who came this way, for this was her domain alone, and -
And something very wrong just happened. The effect was almost like an afterimage as though she was looking at a slow motion trail of her own arm moving in front of her, and -
It struck again! Harder this time. Pluto clutched at her head and gasped. “What is this?” she yelled. Two conflicting sets of memories battered their way into her mind. The Ayakashi sisters were healed by Sailor Moon. No! They were killed outright! Chibi-Usa had too much power, and - No! She had too little! Pluto herself died after time stop, except she didn’t, except she did except she didn’t!
The sheer weight of canon drove the Senshi of Time to her knees, and in an instant she vanished, reappearing on Earth with no recollection of what had transpired. The convergence had begun.
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<b>Mangaverse</b>
These days, it took quite a lot to make Usagi freeze in her tracks. These days, she’d thought she’d seen everything. That sort of thought process did tend to come with being a warrior of truth, light and love but right about now? She really had seen absolutely everything. And everything <i>sucked</i>.
“Hey, Mamoru, wanna ditch meatball head and check out that new movie? I hear it’s <i>so</i> romantic!”
Mamoru turned towards Usagi, who in turn turned back to face him, and neither of them really knew how to properly react. “Are you feeling alright, Rei?” Mamoru finally asked. Yeah. That was the polite way to put what Usagi was feeling right now.
“Never better! Why do you -” Well, that lie was put to the test quickly enough when Rei suddenly staggered and fell right into Mamoru’s arms. Unbelievable! She must be really sick to behave this way!
“Hey, are you alright?” Mamoru asked, his voice full of concerned for their clearly unwell friend. “Rei, wake up!”
Rei’s eyes fluttered open, and she extracted herself from Mamoru’s arms. “Oh... Excuse me, Mamoru. I’m not entirely sure what came over me just now.”
“You’re probably just pushing yourself too hard,” Mamoru said.
“Trying to pull too hard if you ask me,” Usagi muttered under her breath. Huh? Wait, where did that corny joke come from? She hadn’t meant to say something like that.
“It was a strange experience,” Rei said while rubbing her temples. “It felt as though I had been cast away to some other place. A strange place. Familiar, yet different. But for some reason, I can’t quite remember...”
“Say, you don’t think it’s Beryll, do you? I -” Usagi stopped in her tracks and scowled. “Wait. No. She’s dead. It can’t be her... Why did I think she was still alive?”
“I was struck by the same odd premonition,” Rei said. “For some unknown reason, I remembered killing her yet felt utterly convinced she was still a threat. I shall need to meditate on this. Pardon me, and I apologise for interrupting your date.”
Beryll... No, it couldn’t be her. It simply couldn’t be. If it was, then that meant Metallia was also probably alive. And if that were true - Well, it simply didn’t bear thinking about. Unless... Unless it was an entirely different threat altogether?
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<b>Animeverse</b>
Sword. She should have a sword. No. No, that was wrong. Why would she need a sword? Big cumbersome thing like that didn’t mesh at all with her fighting style. And, well, where would she even carry it? A sailor uniform left little space for such things. Even so. Minako just knew she should have a sword. Knew it in her guts. Knew it in her soul.
But no, never mind that for now. She had finally located the other Sailor Scouts. That negaverse creep had caught her fellow scouts in a forcefield, and so she leaped out to the highest point. Time to make her entrance!
“Give up the crystal, Tuxedo boy!” the negaverse tool demanded. “Or would you rather they suffer? It is your choice, not mine.”
“He’s not giving you anything! Venus Crescent Beam!”
The hearts struck the forcefield, shattering it like an eggshell. First impression: Made! Day: Saved! Now to mop up the rest.
“Come on guys, now that we have our fifth scout these goons don’t stand a chance!” Sailor Moon declared. The troops were rallied. The enemy caught flat footed and surrounded. Was it any wonder that they turned tail and fled like thieves in the night? Artemis hopped out to say hello, but right now she wasn’t particularly interested in whatever he had to say. She’d finally done it! She’d found her friends, and found <i>the moon princess</i>.
Sailor Venus shook her head. No. She’d not found the moon princess. She’d rescued <i>the moon princess</i>.
“It’s so great to meet you at last,” Sailor Mercury said.
“I just can’t believe it,” Sailor Jupiter piped in.
“Cut it a bit close for my taste, but it’s still great to see you!” Sailor Mars added.
“Yes, well it’s great to see all of you as well!” Artemis quipped. “You have no idea how happy we are to finally have you all here, together at last!”
“So... Are you the moon princess we’ve been searching for all this time?” Asked <i>the moon princess</i>. No. No she wasn’t. Where was that thought even coming from? Sure. She was Sailor Moon, but that didn’t mean anything really when it came down to it. Except <i>she was the moon princess, come on, you already know this! Remember? You found this out when you guys -</i> But we just met for the first time, so that memory couldn’t be right.
“I... Don’t know,” Sailor Venus said moments before fainting right on the spot.
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But whatever caused the convergence had a further reach than canon. Consider the observations made by the arguing fans in the first section: Both see a different interpretation of the same setting but rarely is either of them an invalid opinion. And yet, even in spite of that there are more than a few that could be said to be, ahem, invalid interpretations of Sailor Moon that do ultimately exist and are beginning to converge….
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<b>Super Sexy Sailor Scouts</b>
The demonic doctor cackled over the collection of students slumbering in its laboratory. Ami chewed upon her lip and risked a peek out around the side of the machinery. It was up to her, wasn’t it? The others wouldn’t get here in time and then it would be far too late. That monster would have done his work. That monster would have -
“Now, don’t you worry! By the time you wake up none of you will have those pesky lustful urges distracting you from rational thought. You need never concern yourself with that icky, nasty sex stuff ever again! No, those filthy desires will be put to much better use, converted into more productive energies to feed my experiment!”
Ami couldn’t take it anymore. To strip them of their libidos? To make them forget the joys of lust and desire? Why, he might as well just kill them already! To leave anyone in that state of being - especially the boy with the slightly too small dragon shirt - was a crime that could never be forgiven!
“Mercury Power Make Up!”
A bright blue light brilliantly lit up the laboratory, and where the shy genius Ami Mizuno had once been hiding with her dorky glasses and unflattering clothes now beheld a gorgeous blue-haired beauty known only as Sailor Mercury. As with her comrades, her uniform consisted of a white leotard that clung to her body like a second skin. Unusually for a leotard, it had a very low cut neckline that made absolutely no real attempt to hide the mystically enhanced bouncy bust or her magnificent cleavage. Attention was particularly drawn to this location by the blue trim that almost seemed to frame the breasts like works of art. Which some might say they were. The leotard’s back stretched down and thinned out near the rear, where it formed into a tight thong that was barely concealed underneath the tiny light blue skirt that seemed to catch upon the slight breeze caused by breathing.
Sailor Mercury stuck one white gloved hand on her hip and pointed the other at the villain. With her transformation came a slew of confidence that she did not normally feel. Ami Mizuno could not stand up to this maniac, but Sailor Mercury certainly could!
“Hold it right there! I am Sailor Mercury! Douse in water and repent!”
The mad doctor’s expression didn’t so much as flicker. “I knew you slutty sailor scouts would find me sooner or later, but so quickly… So quickly? How very peculiar! Before I so much as extract one joule of libido here is one of you now! Freshly stumbled upon my lair like a spider in a web! If even half of your reputation is deserved, the lust of one of you girls will provide me with more energy than the sun itself!”
Ami rolled her eyes, sighed (causing her skirt to whirl up around her hips in the process), folded her arms in front of her and declared “Mercury Aqua Mirage!” at the top of her voice. In an instant, a globe of water appeared in front of her and in the next it split into several streams that shot out towards the manic doctor in all directions. Soon enough they would converge around their target, engulf him, then explode.
Alternatively he could dodge around the streams, pull out a double-sided umbrella, and then effortlessly deflect all the streams with expert precision.
“Did you really think it would be so easy?” the mad doctor cackled. “On orders of Lady Prudish, we have studied your whorish fighting styles and I have personally developed countermeasures for all of your little skills.”
“Let’s see you develop countermeasures when you can’t see at all! Shabon Spray!”
The room’s temperature dropped several degrees and visibility dropped further still. The mad doctor simply tilted his head, smiled and after he was entirely engulfed in the fog Mercury made her move with a wall-crushing kick of her stunning legs. When a blow is struck upon the body, then that body will tense up to receive it. This mitigates the pain and allows for easier recovery. But that only works when the blow is expected. Not only does attacking from a point of reduced visibility ensure the opponent has a harder time blocking an assault, but it also means that their body is less capable of absorbing the blow, meaning it inflicts that much more damage. Mercury doubted one kick would be enough, but if she’d hit him right it ought to knock all the wind out of his sails.
“Silly little slut,” the mad doctor remarked, just as Mercury felt a cold hand wrap around her ankle. “Didn’t I just finish telling you? Analysed your fighting styles! Adjusted my own strategies to match! Did you really think such an obvious ploy would go undetected! Into the draining pod you go!”
The next thing she knew Mercury was hurtled through the air, and found herself contained within a glass canister that must have been meant for her earlier on. She pounded against the glass in vain. It was too strong, and the inside of the pod was lined with some kind of plastic obviously designed to prohibit anyone within them from doing anything to escape.
When the mad doctor turned his back, only then did Mercury allow herself to smile.
“So what now?” she asked. “No, wait. Don’t tell me. At the moment your equipment is powered down to prevent detection, but that switch you just threw means the power will come on soon. How long?”
“About ten seconds, my surprisingly brainy whore. Soon enough you’ll be thinking with your head instead of from between your legs.”
“Ooh, stop complimenting my genius already. You’ll make me as wet as I made you and your laboratory.”
It was rather amusing catching sight of her enemy’s expression turn from a sneer into dawning realisation. It was tremendously satisfying enough that time almost seemed to slow to a crawl as he lifted a hand to his face and felt the moisture from the mist accumulated on his face. Just at the same moment that he looked down and saw the very small puddle lying at his feet. Of course, all the equipment was waterproofed. He wasn’t the sort to be defeated in such a way, but there’s an old saying that applies here quite nicely.
Ah, there it was at last! Too late to do anything about it, of course. The realisation that Sailor Mercury didn’t just manifest out of nowhere, she had to be in the room all that time. So what was she doing during all that time if not trying to save these people? Unless, of course, she was deliberately not drawing attention to herself to set up her own plan to save these people. Like, for example, doing something like loosen up that panel over there and cause a wire from within to be just a tiny little bit exposed to the drenched ground and the damp open air.
“Don’t lock MacGyver in the supply closet,” Ami said just moments before the air around him sparked into an electrical storm Jupiter would’ve been proud of. Ooh, really nasty that! Would’ve killed an ordinary human ten times over, easily. The equipment was fried as well, but thanks to his overzealous precautions at keeping the prisoners within their pods they were well insulated and protected from the thunderstorm outside.
It died down after a moment and the lights in the room dimmed in response. Well. not all the lights. The lights in the pods appeared to be powered by some sort of separate power supply, or perhaps just the rule of cool. Either way, Mercury sort of wished she could see the sight of her pushing the door open and strutting out. She shouldn’t strut at a time like this, but frankly she couldn’t help it. The mad doctor was lying on the floor, twitching but conscious. His nervous system wasn’t quite obeying instructions at the moment but that wouldn’t last long. Well. It would last long enough.
“Do you know what makes me really wet?” Ami asked. God, if she looked half as sexy as she felt it was a wonder he didn’t purify on the spot. “A well-earned win in a battle of wits with a cocky bastard.
“Speaking of cock, let’s take a look at yours.”
He tried to whimper something about Lady Prudish, but Ami wasn’t listening or even pretending to. She straddled his waist and shut up any complaints by burying his face in her cleavage. His resistance crumbled to nothing a few strokes of his cock later and then she was riding him on the floor.
Somehow he did manage to extract his face from her chest, and with a mighty gasp and a gut deep grunt yelled “My lady! I have failed you!” before cumming inside Mercury, and collapsing onto the floor unconscious.
At which point the laboratory door burst open and Mercury’s friends all rushed into the room.
“Mercury! We detected your transformation, and -” Sailor Moon’s posture suddenly relaxed so far it became a disappointed slump. “Oh. You already purified him?”
“Never mind him,” Mars said. “It’s these others I’m worried about! Why, if they’ve been drained of even a little of their libido it could have devastating effects on them.”
“Mars is right,” Venus said, nodding along in agreement. “Which is why we must immediately wake them all up and initiate an emergency orgy.”
“Uh… I did save them before the equipment could be properly activated,” Mercury meekly pointed out, more as an act of pride than anything else.
“Even so! Better safe than sorry!” Jupiter said with a nod of her head and a pat on Mercury’s shoulder. “Dibs on first screw with dragon shirt!”
The others all moaned at that, but Mercury didn’t particularly mind. She would, of course, participate in the orgy as celebration of a job well done but the ever-present itch was fading into the background for the time being… And speaking of fading, what the hell was happening to Jupiter?
“Hey, why does everything look so weird?” Jupiter asked. “Hey, guys? What’s happening! I’m-”
Gone.
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<b>Manga</b>
The Game Centre Crown was an arcade with a strange secret. There was a certain game that, if one knew the method, could unlock a top secret hidden entrance to an underground super secret base. Within this base five girls and their cats would meet up and discuss matters too private to risk being listened in on. Five girls who had a secret of their own.
“So what was the big emergency?” Minako asked. “You sounded pretty serious on the phone.”
“It was a terrible premonition,” Rei said, staring into empty space. Her brow furrowed in concentration. “With each passing moment, it becomes difficult to recall in full detail. Furthermore, it would appear that I blacked out earlier in the midst of a conversation with Usagi and Mamoru. During this time I behaved in a peculiar way. I believe that it is connected to my vision in some way, and portends disaster.”
“Well, a bad feeling isn’t a particularly scientific method of advance warning,” Ami said. “However, if you could furnish us with further details...”
“Some warning <i>is</i> better than nothing,” Makoto admitted. She stood up and began to pace around the room. “What is it, some sort of enemy influencing your thoughts? A side effect of our transformations? Something else entirely? I trust your instinct, Rei, but we need some sort of clue if we’re gonna make effective use of this warning. Any sort of clue! Anything at all!”
And because in all universes cosmic balance favours humour more often than not, Sailor Jupiter fell atop Makoto Kino. The two became a mass of struggling limbs for a moment, each attempting to get away from the other until the remaining three girls in the room gathered enough of their wits to think about helping them.
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And so the threads of universes begin to converge upon a single point. What terrible consequences will emerge from these meetings? What enemies old and new will emerge from the unbridled chaos? What friends will be made? What consequences shall there be?
But wait, for a fourth universe has yet to make an appearance. Another non-canon universe….
- where all the female characters are lesbians.
- where the Scouts are the bad guys!
- where all the youma are tentacle based.
- where the scouts are futunari.
- Something else
Hmm...so the Manga-verse is the base? :)
ReplyDeleteI admit, it looks like it's going to get a bit confusing.
But I like that Super Sexy Sailor Scouts are getting included in the mess from the get-go :3