Welcome to our "little" fanfiction - Beyond the Moon
Before going any further, we request that you read the following DISCLAIMER:
Author's Notes, Warning and Disclaimer:
This entire story was based on a very amusing little dream of Rhina's, and is therefore given to her in its entirety with all relevant rights and responsibilities pertaining thereto. It belongs to her and she may dispose of it as she sees fit. I wash my hands of the matter.
This story is fanfiction (as if you couldn't tell). It includes characters from the series Bishoujou Senshi Sailor Moon, Slayers and CLAMP Gakuen Taitendain. These series are owned, respectively, by Naoko Takeushi, and CLAMP. It will also eventually contain references to Ian Fleming's James Bond and the Stephen Sondheim musical "Into the Woods". It is exceedingly AU, parodic and derivative. It is rated R overall for bad language, violence and adult situations. This story contains a great many bad jokes, puns and running gags.
This fanfiction draws heavily on several areas of the available Sailor Moon storyline. Some apparent inconsistencies can be blamed on the fact that I drew rather shamelessly from the Manga for some plot elements and the Anime for others. Naoko Takeuchi's original story line in the Manga differs (wildly in some cases) from the more widely seen Anime version. Bear with me - please.
This story is meant to be amusing. If you like it, wonderful! That just proves that you'd fit right in at our house (or the local psych ward). If you don't like it, then I'm sorry. Just move along and the mental scars will hopefully fade with time. Please keep in mind that this story was originally written for a target audience of one - and then spiraled rather spectacularly out of control.
There are and will be references to several different mythologies and folk tales. They are rather severely skewed and this is by intent. Do not write to tell me how wrong I am. In this alternate universe, I rule supreme and my interpretations are the only canon allowed. If you don't like what I did with them - Again, I'm sorry. Move along and please don't send me your psychiatry bills.
Fear me rash mortals, etc.
This story was originally meant to be a short story based on someone else's dream and written solely for their amusement. There were several characters within that dream who were apparently loosely based on mutual friends and acquaintances. As the story spiraled out of control, some very interesting things happened. The people that these characters were loosely based on began reading the story....and commenting. Fairly soon, these characters gained rather surprising lives of their own and in several cases proceeded to write their own back stories and dialogue.
As a result, six of the characters are all essentially written and developed by different authors, and not always by the ones bearing their names. You will see differing styles and flavors used when dealing with certain characters and the situations enveloping them. I do, however, retain power of veto over all plot related issues and some of the more 'interesting' spins on these particular characters are mine alone.
Truth, for instance, hates my guts. I can't really blame her. She's a melodramatic creature of the shadows anyway and I simply could not resist taking some of her darker tendencies and running with them. I won't be walking down any dark alleys anytime soon, however.
The rest of the characters are fictional, the names, dates and attributes assigned to them were dredged up from my imagination and that of the rest of NoLife Creations Inc.. Any resemblance to anyone you might know, real or imaginary, is entirely your own imagination. The characters of Quill, Char, Nitesh, Morpheus, Hematite, Rowena and Dhaunea belong to me. Exclusively. Mine, mine, mine. In reality, I own only one or two of the villains, the interpretations of the various 'gods' and one or two of the running gags. I disclaim any responsibility for the various heroes and their irresponsible shenanigans. All property damage claims can be referred to Lina.
Naughty Dorothy, Templar and the other people who share Eleanor's head are all real. Or at least, that what she says, and we sort of have to take her word for it - although we've all met and interacted with at least some of them. In the case of Dorothy, the interaction was usually extremely unwilling and punctuated with cries of, "Dorothy, GO HOME!" Minerva and Athena also belong to Eleanor, and I take no responsibility for their actions.
Contributing authors: Rhina, Dorothy, Kassandra, Truth, Wildrose, Valletta and me.
If you want to know more about me, tough. Just tell yourself I'm enrolled in the witness protection program or residing at the local funny farm and the brief surge of curiosity will pass. Comments, criticisms, hugs and warm snugglies can be directed to Rhina, as can comments on my sanity or marked lack thereof. I wrote this monster completely under her direction.
Flames will be directed to Lina, who will probably return them with a brief shriek of DRAGU SLAVE! On your own rather charred head be it.
Merry Christmas, Rhina-hime.
If you do not know anything about Sailor Moon or Naoko Takeuchi's works, please head to one of the following sites BEFORE reading this fanfiction! (Otherwise you'll be totally lost!)