Is there a greater location that serves as an example of chaos than a beach? The border between which land and ocean meets. It draws humans towards it for the purposes of relaxation and mirth. See them play in the sand. See them play in the water. See how they so casually cast aside the basic morals of society to don apparel that reveals the human body. See how they flaunt it with their string bikinis, sling bikinis, thongs and suchlike. See how they push the boundaries back, little by little, fraction by fraction.
This was the tipping point. It would not take long before beaches, swimming pools worldwide condoned nudity. From there, the effect would spread. Gradually revealing more and more of their body in other areas of the world. Because why not? This was the testing ground of the perverts. Their proof of concept. They could push back the boundaries of acceptability here, then they could branch outwards.
Yet that was not the only symbol of chaos and disorder that lay around. The sand itself! It was chaotic by its very nature, defied attempts to put it to order, put it to use. It flowed freely in spite of a few brave young humans and their efforts to enforce that order by constructing models of simple, small structures that would, alas, fall apart before too long.
The humans were at least partially aware of the danger, the chaos that lurked in this place. It spoke to their madness. Why else would they have a position such as a lifeguard? One to impose order upon chaos. One to watch over them. Guide them. Protect them. And so, it would be his eternal duty to impose that order upon this location and prevent the perverse from pushing back upon those boundaries of decency and modesty.
And he would do so by turning one instrument of chaos back upon them.
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It was kind of weird. A little silly. Yet the scouts had separated for the rest of the day once Usagi had given the report. They all had their own things to take care of, which meant they had ample opportunity to think things through about this mysterious "Libra" character. It sounded a little fishy, but then again... Usagi seemed to think it was on the level, and her instinct for that sort of thing was usually pretty good. On the other hand -
"Mina? Stop being a space cadet! Our game's about to start!"
"Oh, sorry!" Minako cutely rapped her knuckle off the top of her head and stuck out her tongue. "Let's get this tournament on the road!"
Guh! She'd been thinking about this that long? She didn't even notice herself arriving, getting changed into just the cutest pink bikini and walking out onto the beach. Today was a beach volleyball tournament, and she'd agreed to sub in for a friend that was sick. This was no time to be thinking about something like that mysterious Libra person, this was where she would have to focus on winning this game and -
A loud whistle provided yet another interruption to her thought process, and it sent Minako reeling. Huh? What now? It looked like there was a lifeguard running towards them at high speed. Wearing a big orange jumpsuit that covered him completely from the neck down.
"Something wrong?" asked the referee, a tall busty blonde woman wearing what Minako would have to describe as a black and white striped bikini. "We were just about to start our first game, so if there's some kind of problem we should be perfectly happy to accommodate you."
The lifeguard looked her over with disgust, which was weird because to Minako's mind she was kind of really pretty. "Foul!" the lifeguard yelled, poking the ref on the forehead. "Too much skin! Such shameless behaviour for an official! How can you be expected to keep control over the game when you so willfully show so much distracting flesh?"
All of a sudden, the sand beneath her feet lurched up, covering the referee's legs, then crawling across her arms until it created a fine layer covering her skin completely. Oh no...
"Um... I think I'll go change into something a little less distracting," Minako weakly said while the other girls were suddenly staring with slackened jaws. "Berightback!"
It was a lucky thing indeed that she hadn't actually set foot on the sand quite yet. Still standing on the wooden platform just outside the dressing room. The other girls weren't quite that lucky. She could hear them being swallowed up by the sand, and a peek outside made clear that they too were being covered from head to toe in that itchy, course material. How horrible! Once inside, a quick tap on her communicator to call for support, but she couldn't stand waiting any longer. Not when there were innocents in danger! Not when she could transform into Sailor Venus and then -
"Venus Makeup! Power Up!"
Sailor Venus slipped out the front of the dressing room and then, while nobody else was noticing due to the swirling sand, jumped up onto the roof. That ought to throw a few people off, at least!
"Release those civilians!" she demanded, pointing down at the lifeguard. "At once!"
"Tsk!" the lifeguard hissed. "Such scandalous attire! It is little better than the so called swimwear being paraded around in. No protection from the elements! No protection from lustful eyes! I shall have to - Gurk!"
"Yeah, or maybe I'll just use my Venus Love Me Chain to keep you in place," Venus said, rolling her eyes at yet another monologuing villain. Well, this might be easier than she thought. Or her chain could dissolve right through the enemy when his own body turned into sand. Crap.
Suddenly she was having to duck and roll and dive and duck and weave away from the sand being tossed her way. This was bad! Her chain was passing right through the sand to pretty much no effect at all! If the enemy wasn't such a lousy shot then she'd be in big, big trouble already! Or... On reflection, she might be in trouble already.
Because all around her were little piles of sand on the ground. Little piles that began to hover up and around her. Circling around very quickly, and growing closer and closer, inch by inch. She tried to whip a clear path, but to no avail. It was like trying to get rid of water by throwing a pebble in it. There was no way she'd be able to stall for time until the others arrived! She was trapped!
<i>Let me help you! Sailor Venus, take a sample of my power! Vanquish this chaos at the temporary cost of your skirt!</i>
If it was just herself on the line she'd never have accepted that kind of offer. As it was, she had no alternative. Too many people on the beach were depending on her now. The friends she was going to play with in the tournament, families, tourists, civilians everywhere. You might say it was another way to look at her curse. To Sailor Venus, duty trumps all things. Even love. But especially her own modesty.
And so, with a cry of "Venus Love Me Tentacles!" she felt her skirt disintegrate around herself, then felt several new appendages spring out of her back enslaved to her will. Felt good. Felt really good! She willed all of them forward at once revelling in this new burst of power to the point she completely forgot that her skirt was gone, striking the sand with an effect like a piledriver. The heart chain like tentacles reached through the swirling sand and slowly pulled apart a path to freedom. Except. There was still some sand trickling through the gaps!
<i>You need more! Sacrifice your gloves and your power will grow still.</i>
If it was just her gloves... Alright! A few new tentacles joined the fray, pulling the gap fully open. She had to admit. The process was oddly exhilerating. Venus jumped through at full speed and strength, which is considerable for a Sailor Senshi, and swung her tentacles down at the source of this evil with all of her fury, only for it to pass clear through his head with absolutely no effect.
"Servant of lust and chaos," the enemy growled. "No matter how strong you become, your chaos shall be crushed by my order! I shall have your shameless body covered up once again!"
Ugh! This jerk was invincible! None of her attacks were working. What was she supposed to do against someone like this?!
<i>There is one thing that might work. But you're going to need even more power to pull it off. You might need to sacrifice a little of the leotard portion of your armour...</i>
Right. If she understood the plan correctly it was a pretty good one. Her tentacles lashed out around the body of the enemy, and she could tell already it wouldn't be enough. Maybe a little around her midsection... More of them, but still not enough! More from that same area. Spread it out a little, piece by piece. Keep the boobs covered, and the ass, in fact the whole underside. Inch by inch she'd have to sacrifice more and more of it, generating even more of these heart chains from her back, and feeling even more and more good as she did so until, finally, she had enough to pull this off.
"Venus Heart Tentacle Ultimate Attack! Heart Cocoon of Doom!"
She cutely winked and all of the tentacle chains wrapped themselves tightly around the monster, leaving not one single inch uncovered. Just the same way it was covering up the innocent civilians with its sand! But Minako wasn't done yet. It wasn't enough to contain this thing, because she could already feel it struggling to escape. She wouldn't be able to hold it for long. It'd create a gap any moment now.
"You said that sand was chaotic," Venus said. "But I can think of something else that's an even better metaphor." Just then, a little gap in her tentacles was formed and sand began to spill out. But it was already too late. The demon had lost and didn't even know it. "And that would be... Something fluid, something powerful, something inherent to all forms of life on Earth! Water!"
Without even realising it, in trying to escape Venus' clutches the demon had accidentally made itself spill right into the ocean in its sand form. This way it wouldn't be able to reform. Its body would be made to disperse, and so it would lose all control over the sand on the beach. True enough: All around her the innocent people that had been stuck in place by the sand clinging to their body like a second skin were seeing most of it dropping off, and the sand remained still.
The crisis was over and all eyes were on Sailor Venus.
"Libra, right?" Venus whispered quietly enough that nobody nearby could hear her as she waved to the adoring crowd. "You must be that Libra thing Usagi was talking about?"
<I>That's right! When you called in an alert she asked me to check in on you to make sure all was well. It's a good thing I did! It had been my plan to introduce my gifts tonight in your dreams, but... Well, the situation did seem rather desperate. Nice figure you got there, by the way.</i>
"Thanks," Venus whispered. "I work out and... And I'm almost naked. Ah! I forgot! I'm almost completely naked after summoning so many tentacles!"
This time, she used them to stir up the sand beneath her feet to mask her escape, where she dashed back towards the dressing room, using the tentacles to scrub her footprints. Once she was there she became Minako Aino once again, clad in a bikini that was a hell of a lot less revealing than what had become of her Sailor uniform, stepped out and tried to pretend that nothing at all had happened.
<I>We'll talk more tonight. Enjoy your game, hotstuff!</i>
Yeeeaah! Minako was starting to see what Usagi meant about him not being too used to talking with people. Still. She could hardly fault him for pulling her butt out of the fire in a time of need. Maybe he really wasn't all that bad at all?
- "Libra" reflects on the situation a little.
- Another Senshi has to deal with an attack.
- That night...
- The Senshi meet up later on to discuss Libra.
- The enemy leader considers these two incidents.
- Something else
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