(Deep 13. The lab looks like a war confrence room papers are piled aroung, maps
are spread up along the wall. Dr Forrester & Frank, decked out in combat fatigues)
are scurrying back & forth. Behind them spread against a bulliten board under the
words "Prime Target" are two pictures. One shows C-Ko, cute, smiling & full of
glee, the other a scan of obnoxious superteen Marissa Picard. Dr Forrester pauses
when he notices the camera on.)
Dr F (distracted): Oh, err, hi, there...you've kind of caught us at a bad time. We're
 about to be blasted from orbit, and we're a *tad* preoccupied. Seems that
 little brat C-Ko has somehow turned into Marissa, frightening! (Looks to
 Frank in the background)Frank! Hikaru was  supposed to be here an hour
 ago! Where the hell is he!?
Frank (dropping a pile of toy weapontry onto the florr): Whew! He called an said
 he was on the first flight out, he should be...

<Pounding is heard on the lab door>
Dr F: That must be them right now! Get the door, will you please?

(Frank opens the vault door,  and a suave gentleman with short lavender hair &
 mustache struts in. He is accompanied by a lovely teenaged girl, in a brown
 businesswoman's suit & dress with flowing lavender hair down to her
 waist. The man confidently strides toward Forrester)
Hikaru: AHH! My dear Clayton! (Shakes Dr F's hands) So *very* nice to see
 you! It's been ages hasn't it.
Dr F: It sure has, and who is this lovely lady?
Hikaru (places a hand on her shoulder): She, dear Clayton, is my daughter B-Ko.
B-Ko (bows): Hello (Frank bashfully smiles & waves) Oh what has happened to
 my C- Ko?
Dr F: Yes, that's why I called you Hikaru, she's gotten, well...ill.
B-Ko:What!?
Hikaru: Please, Clayton, explain.
Dr F: Well...just don't say I didn't warn you. (Begins keying up the SOL)

(SOL Bridge, Cambot shows a seated C-Ko in her Starfleet uniform. She notices
Cambot and swivels her chair to face it.)
C-Korissa: Well, if it isn't Doctor Clayton Forrester. I'm so glad I could see you
 one last time. And you have company, how quaint. I've currently detained
 Mike & Kiyone, and have the Bots finishing the touches on the rest of the
 ship.
Crow (plods in with a drink in his head net, disgruntled): <Sighs> your strawberry
  shake, ma'am.
C-Korissa (Takes the drink): Thank you, dear Crow. Oh, and be a dear and see
 if Servo's finished the BFG Cannon will you, thanks.
Crow: Yes, captain <under breath> Brat.
C-Korissa: WHAT WAS THAT!?
Crow (scared): Umm...nothing ma'am.

(Deep 13. B-Ko is throttling Dr Forrester by his lab coat collar. Frank and Hikaru
 look on distraught.)
B-Ko:What the *HELL* did you do to my C-ko, you quack!?! (She and Dr F go
 off screen)
Hikaru: Great scott, she's changed!
Frank: Ohh dear, she's gotten worse, Maybe Mike's come up with something.
 Can you hear me?

(SOL, Tom's room. Kiyone sits at a keyboard in front of an old Hex screen. Mike
and Tom watch over her shoulder).
Mike (whispers) Oh, hi Frank. Kiyone here managed to hook up with someone who
 can help us.
Tom: Yeah some bounty hunter or something, it's really cool.
Kiyone (working): And we should have...VISUAL, Bingo!

(The hex field produces static & clears to reveal a starship, with a teenaged girl with
waist lengthed black hair. She wears a white tank top, and camoflauged pants.)
Mike & Tom: CLARA!?
Clara: Damn it, I'm not...(depressed) well, I guess I am *now*. I used to be one
 of the galaxy's notorious bounty hunters. Now look at me, I've reverted to
 a 16-year-old's body!
Tom: You must of got hit with this Ratliff Gas, too, huh?
Clara (nods): Yeah, and from what Mike told me, this C-Ko kid got hit with it pretty
 hard.
Mike: So, when can you get here.
Clara: I'm on my way! One way or another, we're settling this. (A smile spreads on
 Clara's face) Yes, Marissa had a better Marashiyu Basu time than me. (Pulls
 a shotgun from beneath her chair) but I always beat her at Quake. Ta-Ta!
 (Screen fades out)
Kiyone: Man, hope it doesn't come down to that...
Crow (wandering in): So how's the connection coming...
Kiyone, Mike & Tom try to hush him, but...
C-Korissa (Strolls in): My dear subjects, what *have* you been up to. You've been
  plotting against me, haven't you?
All: Well, err, ummm...
C-Korissa: But that's OK. In fact I'm giving you a treat: A delightful new passage
 from my most loyal of subjects...
Mike: Oh, no...
Kiyone (glares): You fiend.
Tom: Not...
Bots: Stephen Ratliff!
Mike: How could you, C-Ko?
C-Korissa: (Lets loose an evil bitch laugh that would make Slayers' Naga proud.)
 Ohhh-HO-HO-HO! There is no C-Ko! Now get to the theater, *NOW!*
 (Electrical surges start going off around them) Ohhh-Ho-ho...
Mike, Kiyone, & the Bots: RUN AWAY!!!

Entrance Sequence 5,4,3,2,1
Mike: Think you can handle this, Kiyone?
Kiyone: I've read the FAQs, and I've survived Kain and Mihoshi's driving. I can
 handle anything!

> On 18 Aug 1997 19:59:23 GMT, sratliff@runet.edu (Stephen Ratliff)
>wrote:

>Now for a little fun.
Crow (Rocky): Here's something we hope you really like!
Tom: yeah, right!

>A while back someone brought up crossover
>attempts with anime in a post with my name in it.  This inspired several
>days of comments and a drawing on the web titled "Sailor Marrissa"
Mike: You're *kidding*
Kiyone: What twisted mind would create something like that?

>That
>drawing inspired the following short.
>
>The challenge I'm offering is,
Mike: ...lame, like my stories.
Tom (Cajun): Oh-ho! A cha-longe!
Crow (raspy, Southern accent): Bring it on, Duke boy!
Kiyone cracks her knuckles & begins chuckling

>I'm posting this to ratmm only.  I have no
>place for this in my Marrissa Stories at the moment and I am not likely
>to.
Tom: Too demented even for his regular stories...
Mike: Ut-oh.

>Your job is to MST this short in follow-ups to this article.
>Should you chose to accept this challenge, you will receive some mention
>on the web somewhere.
Mike: It almost doesn't seem right, when he puts it that way.
Crow (pout): Yeah, he *wants* us to riff it!
Kiyone: Maybe there's such a thing as being  *too* much of a good sport.

>You also get the pleasure of downing 2 series at
>once.  Now on with the show ...
Tom (Beetlejuice): It's *SHOWTIME*
Crow: Right! Give us your best shot!

>Marrissa as Sailor Moon
Mike & the Bots facefault to the floor.
Kiyone: Great Scott! You guys alright?
Mike (gets back it his chair): Okay...maybe I wasn't quite ready for *that*
Crow: Akkk...he's doing...an anime crossover...he's an otaku, too!?!
Tom (turns to Crow, coldly): *No*, he's a fanboy, not an otoku.
Kiyone: There *is* a difference.
Crow: 'Kay, fine, sheesh.

>in:
>Moondusted
Tom: Where's Sailor Moon's Tiara Magic when we *really* need it?

>Three girls were seated at an outdoor restaurant in downtown
>Tokyo.
Mike: I feel like I'm right there...
Kiyone: Speak for yourself...

>One, a short black, almost blue haired girl, was leafing through
>a text book.
Crow: [Will Smith] So, y'know, this blue haired girl walkin' through the
 ghetto with a quantum physics textbook, and I'm thinkin', she's *gotta*
 be up to no good.

>Another, a long black haired girl, was staring at the
>third, who was downing her second hamburger.  "Serena, I don't know how
>you are able to consume so much,"
Crow (monotone): She comes from France.
Mike (ditto): Broiled cow flesh and deeped fried potato clippings. Yum.

>the girl said to the blond with twin
>pony tails.
Kiyone: Angelica Pickles, such an adorable little fascist...
Tom: We're definitely in a Ratliff story. The only identifying mark anyone
 has is their hair.

>"Either here or on the Enterprise.  You are going to get fat."
Kiyone: Nan desu ka?
Mike: [laughing] Ladies and gentlemen, we have crossover!

>"I'm a growing girl, Rea," Serena responded.
Crow (Serena): I'm still learning how to spell!

>"Which way, up or out?" Rea returned.
Tom: She's huge!
Crow: I smell a cat fight coming, hee, hee...
Kiyone (shoots a cold glare toward Crow): Behave yourself.
Crow (gulps): Yes'm
 
>"Excuse me, Serena," the short haired girl interrupted. "Is it
>normal for large numbers of people to suddenly collapse outside shopping
>malls?"
Kiyone: Feh, you've obviously never been Christmas shopping in New York
Mike (exhausted):Must...get...the Vibrating Elmo...ugh.
 
>"Where Ami?" a black cat with a crescent moon on her forehead asked.
>"Over there, Luna," Ami returned.
Crow (Ami): Wait, how can I be there and right here?
Kiyone: Let's all say this once more, boys and girls: Proofreading is our friend
Mike: This is from the "just throw characters at the wall until some of
 them stick" school of fan-fiction.

>A large number of adults had
>collapsed with the hair of a strange maiden  attached to their heads.
Tom: It's the Bride with White Hair!
Mike: It's Marge Simpson gone horribly wrong.
Crow: No. It's just Drew Carey's secretary.
All: GYAH!
Mike: She's frightening enough.

>"Scouts, it's time to transform," Luna ordered.
>"Right," Rea said holding up her transformation wand.
Crow: Obligitory Freudian baton, ACTIVATE!

>"Mars
>Power Makeup."
>Rea goes though the typical transformation sequence,
>turning into Sailor Mars.
Tom: It's the greatest show on earth!  See the nude outlines of the
 sailor senshi as they take their sweet time in transforming into skimpy
 outfits that leave little to the imagination...
Crow: Beats the hell out of watching the Power Rangers transform...
Mike (shudder): More of Jason David Frank than you *ever* wanted to see!
Kiyone(slyly): Say...
Crow (scolding): Kiyone!
Kiyone: What?

>"Mercury Power Makeup," Ami said, raising her wand
>beginning the transformation into Sailor Mercury.
Kiyone (bored): Exciting.
Mike: At least she's not pooping out of the water waves.
Crow (Beavis): POOP! Hehehehehe...(Kiyote backslaps Crow, who shakes
 his head) Ah thank you.
 
>Lastly, Serena raised her wand and shouted, "Moon Power Makeup."
Tom: Whoa! Such primal emotion!

>She also began her transformation to Sailor Moon.
>The sequences finished, they began to run toward the scene of
>the attack.  Suddenly a voice interrupted them, "Red Alert,
Mike: Hey! I like that game! Break out the Tesla coils!
Bots: ZZZT! Aaaaa! GRRZZZT! AAAiiiieee!
Kiyone: How did I get locked up with these guys?
 
>all hands to battle stations.  Lieutenant Picard, report to the bridge."  It was
>Commander Riker.
>"Computer save program and exit,"
Mike: Wait for it...
Tom: Brace for impact...
Kiyone gulps

>Serena, also known as
>Lieutenant Marrissa Picard
ALL: Auuuugghh!!
Tom: Dear god!  Sailor Moon...all this time...was a Holodeck
 Fantasy of Marissa!?!?!?  NOOOOO!!!!
Mike: That's not what he meant...I hope not, at least.

>ordered.
>"We better get to stations, Clara.
>T'Luv, I hope we'll be able to continue later."
>"I will be here,"
Kiyone: [as T'Luv] Sure, don't mind me, the token Vulcan will just cool her
 hyperintelligent buns on the holodeck...

>Ami responded as Marrissa and Clara rushed out
>of the holodeck, still in their sailor scout customs.
Mike:  Their uniforms were custom made by Sailor Scout Ltd.  Their
 motto: We're always prepared!
 
>Marrissa rushed on to the bridge, still attired in her sailor
>scout outfit.
Kiyone (slumping into her seat): Akkk, noooo...
Tom:My god, Ratliff's found away to make Marissa even *more* annoying!
Mike: That's not right, it's just not right!
Crow: Not everyday you get two depraved fantasies for the price of one.

>She took over Tactical
Tom: [falsetto] Out of my way, nameless peon!
 
>and quickly read the status display.  Two Romulan Warbirds had decloaked in
>front of the Enterprise-E and had weapons charged.
>Her father asked, "Open hailing frequencies, Lieutenant."
Kiyone: Damn it, Jean Luc!  I'm your daughter, not Uhura!

>A
>Romulan Admiral appeared on screen.  "This is Captain Jean-Luc Picard of
>the Starship Enterprise.
Mike: [Picard] Hey, that's my line!
Tom: No, allow me to introduce myself. I am Nick Danger...

>What brings you to Federation space, Admiral Parvick?"
Crow: [as admiral] Oh, just generic villainy basically.
Tom [Parvick]: I heard you guys are doing a really lame crossover. Can we watch?

>"I'm in Federation Space, I didn't know," the Romulan smiled.
Kiyone (Parvick): I seem to have taken a wrong turn at Alberqurque.

>"Do you need assistance?" Picard asked.
Crow (Parvick): Could I use your restroom? I *really* need to go.

>"No thank you Captain.  I can find my way home," the Romulan
>said.  "I see Star Fleet has changed uniforms for it's females again."
>All eyes turned to the only female on the bridge at the moment,
>Marrissa.
Kiyone: They just *now* noticed her with a short sailor fuku and pony tails
Tom: Well, Ratliff's Starfleet has a chronic case of selective vision.
Crow: Try selective competence.

>Marrissa however, had her eyes on her display.  She caught
>signs of the warbird's impeding phaser discharge, and muted the channel,
>calling out, "They're opening fire."
Mike (Smithers): Nice shot, sir.
Tom: Why does Marissa always end up fighting the Romulans?  Let's
 see her face the Borg or Jem Hadar for once....

>Moments later the channel closed
>and the Enterprise rocked under the phaser impact.
Crow: Lean into it.
Everyone leans to the side, leans to the other side, and then back up.
Mike (Chevy Chase): Frankly, Captain, I'm exhausted.

>"Evasive maneuvers, CONN,"
Tom: COOOOONNNNNN!!! Heh,heh,heh!
Kiyone: Pipe down Crow or you'll feel my wrath!
Tom: <GULP!> Yes, ma'am!

>Picard ordered.  "Tactical, fire phasers, ready photons."
Kiyone: Prepare to administer *customer service!*
Crow: Unleash the elevator music!

>Phasers lanced out from the Enterprise-E.  The Romulan warbird
>took them straight on and returned fire.
Mike (Romulan ensign): Should we be taking evasive manuvers, or not, or...
Crow: (Imitating Parvick)  Hell, no!  Prepare for ramming speed!  One
 way or another, Marissa is going DOWN!
All: YEAH!  GIVE EM HELL, PARVICK!

>Another round came from the
>Enterprise, coupled with quantum torpedoes.
Kiyone (pretensiously): Ohhh...the great *quantum* torpedoes...
Tom: AHHH, AHH! It burns!!! Aiiieee...

>The phasers hit the warbird in the front, while the torpedoes impacted on each side.
>"Romulan shields down," Marrissa reported.  "They are asking for
>a conditional surrender."
Mike: Deliver the Galaxy.
Crow (Parvick): Or send over that girl in the sailor suit. We're kind of lonely here.
Kiyone: I really respect the way Starfleet's so relaxed about these unprovoked
 Romulan attacks.

>"There conditions?" Picard asked.
Tom: No, there Romulans, there stars...

>"Safe passage back to Romulus."
>"They may have it, if they dump there phaser core,"
Mike (Ren): But I've had it since I was a *child!*

>Captain Picard said.  "And Marrissa, what are you doing in that ridiculous
>outfit.  That skirt is way to short."
>"Yes, Lieutenant, I can almost see..." Commander Riker began.
Crow (Riker): I see London, I see France, I see Marissa's...
Kiyone (shocked): No, NO, *NO!*
Tom: I don't blame you! How old is Marissa here?
Mike: She's a lieutenant, probably around 13 or 14. Hmm, same age as my little sis-
 Gods! That's so not right!

>"That will be enough, Commander," Picard said.
Tom (Picard): C'Mon! You and me, Beard Boy! Bring it on!

  "Well, Lieutenant?"
>"I was taking some recreation on the holodeck, per Counselor
>Troi's recommendation,"
All: begin snickering
Crow: Yep, role-playing *another* superpowered teen will bring her ego in
 check, Uh-huh.
Tom: God help us if she decided to role-play as Ranma-Chan....
Kiyone: Do *not* give Ratliff any ideas!
Mike: Do not taunt Happy Fun Trekkie.

>Marrissa said.  "This is Sailor Moon's custom
Kiyone (Marissa): -- to wear short skirts, talk in a high squeaky voice and panic a lot --

>from the late twentieth century Japanese Animated program of that name.
>I didn't have time to change.  Red Alert requires immediate response."
>"Sailor Moon," Riker said.  "I believe I know of the program.
>Any openings?"
Crow: Well, we still need a Sailor Jupiter...
Tom: Oh, that's an image I never wanted in my head.
Mike (Riker): So should we doing something about those Romulans running away
  there?...

>"Only as villains," Marrissa replied.
Crow (Riker): Alright! I get to smite her happy butt? Cool!
Kiyone (enthusiastic): Can I have a part too?
 
>"And that can be totally anonymous.  I don't know who's playing Tuxedo
>Mask, but the computer says it's taken."
>After things had quieted down, Marrissa was dismissed, leaving
>Commander Riker and Captain Picard to talk.  "So Commander, are you
>planning on taking a villainous role."
Tom (Riker): Pretty much -- it's either appear on Deep Space Nine again, or
 back to CD-ROMs.

>"If Jadeite isn't taken, yes,"
>Riker said.  "But you better
>worry about who is playing Tuxedo Mask.
Mike: He'll make you eat live Gagh.
Kiyone:  I've got a hunch who it might be...
Crow: All together....
All: WORF!

>He's the man Sailor Moon is
>destined to marry."
Crow: For some reason I think Riker would be better suited to playing
 Motoki.  All the girls admire him and Sailor Moon flirts with him
 shamelessly....
Kiyone (places a hand on Crow): Don't go there.

>"She's too young to be the target of a man's affections," Picard
>responded.  "She's only fourteen."
Tom: Just do what the hentai animes do...claim she's nineteen and
 explain the sailor uniform by saying she goes to junior college...

>"You must have missed all of the young ensigns staring at her
>when she came back from last week's diplomatic reception on Starbase 47
>for the new Klingon Ambassador," Riker said.
Tom: It's at times like this I miss the sound values and upright
 moral compass of Manos: The Hands of Fate.

>"They were almost fighting over who could ask her if she needed directions,
Kiyone: The brightest new troops falling all over themselves over a *teenaged
 girl* GODS!

>before she yelled at Ensign Finn for not paying attention to orders. It wasn't
>until she told him to report to her office at 0800 hours that they realized that
>she was Chief of Security."

>"That is worrisome," Picard said,
Mike: [Picard] Damn. What posessed me to sign a twenty-story contract with
 Stephen Ratliff? I know "Master Minds" tanked, but I can't have been this
 desperate...

>checking something on his console.
Kiyone (Picard): Drat, have to clean up my Giga Pet, hold on a sec...

>"I don't need to worry about Tuxedo Mask though.  I just put
>you down for Jadeite though,
Crow: <burp> Oh, no thanks sir, I just ate.

>so you better get down to the holodeck.
>You're up in fifteen minutes when they resume."
Tom: [Riker] Well sir, actually I was just joking, I've got a lot of paperwork
 to do and --
Mike: [Picard] Number One, it's an order! Put on that sailor suit and report to
 Holodeck Three on the double!

>Marrissa, Clara, and T'Luv gathered outside of Holodeck,
>readying to resume their program.
Crow: Unfortunately, some twisted hentai set it on "La Blue Girl"
Mike & Kiyone: EECHI! (They leap on Crow & tie him up)
Crow: Grrr-raph rmmmm!...
Tom: Ah, that's better.

>They were still dressed in their
>Sailor Scout outfits.  T'Luv had her visor down.
Kiyone: This Virtual Boy bites!

>"How did you design
>this, Clara?" T'Luv asked.  "It's more comprehensive than a tricorder."
Mike (T'Luv): And with no aftertaste.
Crow begins knawing on his ropes.

>"I designed it so it could replace the tricorder," Clara said.
>"A no hands device would be an advantage."
>       "How did you get the holodeck to change our outfits?" T'Luv asked.
Tom (Clara): Plot contrivence, why?
Crow (Now with his mouth free): Same way Picard and Lily changed to period
 costumes in the middle of fleeing from the Borg.
Kiyone: Fan-boy.

>"Transporter effects," Clara said.  "I can actually do most of
>the transformation outside the holodeck."
>"Fascinating."
Mike (T'Luv): But why?

>"That's Clara.  Give her a challenge and let her go," Marrissa
>began.  "I'm beginning to think she's a miracle worker."
>"That's one definition of a Engineer," Clara responded.
Tom: Lonely geek is another.

>"I'm not that good yet though."
>"I'm willing to give you time," Marrissa said.  "Shall we go, Ladies."
Crow (Marissa): Let's give 'em a makeover they won't believe!

>Commander Riker sauntered into the waiting room inside the
>holodeck.
ALL: [singing] When I'm a-walkin', I strut my stu-uff --

>Wesley Crusher was there, adjusting the bow-tie on his tuxedo.
Everyone almost fall out of their seats again.
Kiyone: Wesley Crusher...is..playing...
All: TUXEDO MASK!?!
Tom (horrified): There is no God.

>"Wes, I didn't know you were on board,"Riker said.
>"I told my Mom and the Captain," Wes said.  "For some reason,
>the Traveler thought that playing this game with Marrissa was important.
Mike: WHY???
Kiyone: I probably should be appalled at this plot twist, but what's the point?
Crow: [monotonically] Manat demands sacrifices...

>Who are you playing?"
Mike: Wait, If Wes is Tuxedo Mask, will he and Marissa...
Crow: Don't even think it Nelstone, that's just sick!
Kiyone (Marsha Brady): Ewww, we can't do that! We're like brother & sister!

>"Jadeite," Riker responded.
>"You're uniform is over there," Wesley remarked.  "I can't wait
>to see how Mom does a Queen Beryl."
Tom bursts out laughing.
Mike: Oh-*KAY*, Stephen, now your just getting goofy!
Crow:Dr Pulanski would be a better evil queen, actually.
Tom: Pulanski?  Try LUXANNA TROI!
Crow: (shudders)  I stand corrected.

>"Some how I can't see the Doctor playing an evil queen," Riker
>responded.
Mike: I can see Wesley playing Melvin, but *Darien!?*
Tom: I wish...

>"She's got the hair,"
Kiyone: Admittedly that's it, but...

>Wesley said.  "And she use to tell me that
>the best doctors were also actors."
Crow (Bev): I'm not an actor, but I play one on TV.

>Sailors Mars, Mercury, and Moon entered the range of the monster
Tom (monster): Now I shall heat them to 300 degrees and serve them with a tangy
 lemon sauce. Viola!

>whose long hair was draining the energy from a large number of people.
Crow: Oh, it's Howard Stern.

>The Monster looked up at the approaching threesome and asked, "Who are
>you?"
Mike (Tick): We are heroic steel-fisted furies of cool!

>Sailor Moon began her speech, "I am Sailor Moon,"
>"Sailor Mercury..."
>"and Sailor Mars ..."
Crow: Hello, Sailor!

>"We're the Sailor Scouts champions of Love and Justice," Sailor
>Moon continued.
Kiyone (Sailor Marissa): In the name of all that is gentle and kind, I shall blast
 your happy Romulan butt!
Tom (impressed): Not bad.

>"Together we will right wrongs and triumph over evil.
>And that means you."
Crow (Mr B Natural): And *you*, and *you*.
Mike: But not you, Earl.

>"Oh really," the monster responded, launching her hair towards
>the dodging girls.
Kiyone: Oh poopie.

>After a few minutes of dodging hair, the girls began to tire.
>"Dodging this hair is tough," Mercury remarked.
Tom,: [just laughs helplessly]
Crow: What can I say? What can I possibly say?

>"I don't think I can dodge it much longer," Moon moaned.
>On cue, a red rose shot by, implanting itself between the scouts
>and the monster.
Crow (flinches back): Aaaah! My eye!

>The man who had thrown it was standing on a fruit
>stand, his cape blowing in the wind.  "Scouts, don't give up," he said.
Mike (Sailor Marissa): Wow. That cheered me right up, thanks."

>Sailor Moon sighed, "Tuxedo Mask."
>"When hair first gets in your way, you brush it away," he
>continued "Eventually, you do have to cut it."
Kiyone: What, no flowery soliloquey?
Mike: This *is* Wesley, though. That was probable all he could come up with.

>"Right," Sailor Mars said.  She began calling upon her powers,
>"Mars Fire Ignite."  A ball of flame shot out from Mars's hands
Tom: "Explode at 11 o'clock sharp!"
Crow (maniacal): An object at rest cannot be stopped, BABY!
Mike: Everybody, Wang Chung tonight!
Kiyone & the Bots (looks at Mike): What!?!
Mike: Hell, I don't know!

>and hit
>the monster, performing a crude haircut.  "You're turn Sailor Moon."
>Sailor Moon pulled herself out of her staring at Tuxedo Mask,
Tom: She does have her "brainless" mode down, I'll give her that.
Mike: But that's her *brother!*

>"What, right," she began. She reached up for her tiara and said, "Moon
>Tiara Magic."  She tossed her tiara at the beast like a frisbee.
>It impacted the monster, turning it to dust.  "Moon dusted."
Kiyone: That line was dumber than the actual series, but not by much.
Crow: As a catchphrase, that's not really up there with "Yippi-ki-yay," is it?

>Suddenly a man in a Negaverse General's outfit appeared
>floating.
Tom: Presenting the Magic of David Copperfield!
Mike: Check it out! Ratliff's dropped by in person!
All: [waving] Hi, Stephen!

>"I see you defeated my monster.  Well there are more where
>they came from."
Tom: Time Speeder, The Only Constant, Falling Into Command...

>He vanished.
All: Bye, Stephen!
Crow:(Riker grumbling): I got dragged away from a date with that cute
 Lieutenant from Engineering, for *two lines* in Marissa's flippin'
 cosplay. Of all the...
 
>"I must go as well," Tuxedo Mask said.  "Remember Scouts, trust
>yourselves and you can win."
>"He's so cute," Sailor Mars said.
Kiyone: You're sick Clara-chan!

>"I saw him first," Sailor Moon responded.  Sailor Mercury looked
>up to the sky, wondering why she put up with them.
>That's all folks ...
Crow (Dennis Miller): That's the news folks & I am outta here!
Mike: Well, that was freaky. Short though.
Tom: Count your blessings.
(Shots of gunfire from off stage!)
Mike & Bots: Gyah!
Kiyone: Sounds like our guest's arrived. Cover me, boys!
Crow: Right behind ya!
Mike: Way behind you...

(SOL Bridge, several blasts and burn marks are scattered across the bridge)
C-Korissa: You'll never take me, ya hear! She's mine, ALL MINE!
Clara: Very well, I've been looking forward to this! Hail to the queen, baby!
(Sound FX of a shotgun loading, then a blast , the light console on the counter
explodes)
C-Korissa: Yikes!! (Kiyone sneaks up from behind her) Okay! That does it! No
 more--(Kiyone grabs her in a full nelson) Akkk! Yemme go! Yemme Go!!!
Kiyone: Quick, Cambot! Roll the tape!

(Montauge /w sacchirine instumentals: C-Ko intoducting herself to Mike & the Bots,
 Mike's first taste of her cooking, C-Ko dressed up like a magic girl, hugging Crow
in a Ryo-Ohki type costume. And finally, sweet innocent C-Ko, bouncing
enthusiasticly on the theater seat, smiling away)

(Dissolve to C-Ko, crying, and back to normal size. Her Comm badge snaps in half
and falls to the floor. Instead of the usual bawling, C-Ko merely collapse into
Kiyone & sobs)
C-Ko (crying): Miss Kiyone, I am so very sorry! <sniffle> This M-Marissa
  <sniffle>...she's so mean...she...(*Now* the trademark bawling!)
  WAAAAHHHHH!
(Mike & the Bots come in to comfort C-Ko, while Kiyone examines her soaked
uniform.)
Kiyone (disgusted): Awww, geez! Hey, Clara, you did I nice job there.
Clara: Heck, that film your boys put together did the trick. Say, how about I take
 that little tyke home.
Crow: You've got a ship! Awesome! Hey, Mike, we can get outta here!
Tom (sighs) Afraid not, Crow, I just saw it. It's a tiny little thing!
Mike: Tom's right, C-Ko's been through a lot, she needs a vacation.
C-Ko (enthusiasticly): I'll get back and tell *everyone* about you!
Tom: You do that, kiddo!
(Clara begins fiddling with a control, and as they fade out via cheezy transporter
 FX, C-Ko waves)
C-Ko:I'll miss you! Bye-Bye...

Mike (leans on the counter on sighs): That was one plucky kid.
Kiyone: Yup. (looks about) So, who's up for some pizza.
Mike & Bots: Oh, me! ME-ME-ME...
 
(Deep 13, Frank, still moved at the montage, is drying his eyes. Hikaru & Forrester
breath a sigh of relief.)
Hikaru: Well that threat is thwarted, It was so good to see you again Clayton.
Dr F (Drying his head with a towel): Yes, maybe some other time, when a megla-
 maniacal teen *isn't* threatening to orbital strike me, we can.

(EXPLODE! Syrofoam debris launches from off-stage from the left. B-Ko strides
up in her battle bikini :))
B-Ko: You gaijin quack, for what you've done to my beloved C-Ko, you will be
 punished!
Hikaru: Oh dear...
Dr F & Frank: RUN AWAY!!!
(As they scramble they hit The Button)

Blip! Fwoooosh!!!
B-Ko: Akiyama Missle!!!
<EXPLODE SOME MORE!>
Dr F, Frank, & Hikaru: Aiiiieee...

So ends my my 5th MSTing. I'd really like to thank Mark Sachs & Megane 6.7
for helping me out on this project. Also a word to Ratliff, so referring me to his
story, and making me feel glad that I did come up with Sailor Marissa first!

And now a few minor apologies:
Chris Henderson:
 Originally going to help me with this too. I tried to get back to him, but my messages kept getting stuck. He's busy with several other MSTings though.

Dr Thinker:
 I'm not sure what to say about this one. I sent it to him at least 3 times, but apparently it never got through. Sorry about that.

C-Ko Kotobuki:
 I've just been so evil to her in my MSTings. Being possessed by Marissa
Picard cannot be a pleasant experience.

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>Captain Picard said.  "And Marrissa, what are you doing in that ridiculous
>outfit.  That skirt is way to short."
>"Yes, Lieutenant, I can almost see..." Commander Riker began.
>"That will be enough, Commander," Picard said.