Hmmm dumb idea inspired by a few different fics and ideas.

Tay with the power of being a shounen protagonist. Basically gets stronger by getting in fights and training. And has essentially no upper limit. Start low key by Breaking Emma's nose and escalate from there.
 
Hmmm dumb idea inspired by a few different fics and ideas.

Tay with the power of being a shounen protagonist. Basically gets stronger by getting in fights and training. And has essentially no upper limit. Start low key by Breaking Emma's nose and escalate from there.
Well, it's consistent with her meme-name, and you're a good enough writer to pull it off, so if you feel inspired, I look forward to reading it.
 
Lightning Bitch Lucy 2
AN: Hmmm don't know. I was stressed and drinking and just picked away at this on my phone for a few hours. Guess Syluk's; Boy With a Scar, updatinggot me in a One Piece frame of mind. Not a lot here but whatever. I never liked long drawn-out fight scenes.

And really the Angry drawn out protagonist dialogue got done to death in Canon one piece never mind the fanfics so three cheers for brevity I guess. Probably a bit rough, didn't really bother with editing, just not in a frame of mind for it.


There were two fishmen standing on the deck of my ship. They'd just jumped up out of the ocean and onto the deck of my ship. These were two of the bastards who tormented Nami and they were standing on my ship. They hadn't even asked for permission to come aboard!

"Kuina, Zoro." I grit out through my temper and teeth. "Get this insolent trash off of my deck!"

"Aye, Captain." The duo responded in stereo. Then they moved.

Seconds later four splashes came from the drink as the corpses went overboard.

"Thank you." I nodded decisively. No one bothered to comment further as we pulled into shore. We could clean up the blood stains later.

The town's little port wasn't much but then our ship wasn't very big either. We managed to dock without bothering with the dinghy which was how I liked things. Good crew or not, I didn't like having the only thing between me and the water be a dinky little rowboat.

Our arrival didn't turn out the whole town, but we certainly drew a bit of attention. Nervous attention. The kind that consisted of most people running to their homes and peeking out of the curtains. Joy.

"Nami, I need my navigator to chart the fastest course to kicking Arlong's ass."

With a deep breath the orange haired girl squared her shoulders.

"Aye, Captain. Follow me."

The whole crew fell in step behind her. Zoro and Kuina took my right and left sides respectively. Sanji slipped into place on Kuina's left and Usopp on Zoro's right as he made a point of loading his rifle and checking his ammo bags.

From the scuffle of feet behind me even Johnny and Yasuko were coming along for this fight. I really needed to talk with those two. It would have to wait though. I idly spun my spear before resting it against my shoulder and focusing all my thoughts on the coming fight.

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Nami stepped aside as I marched up to the double doors without breaking stride. I buried my spear in the dirt beside the doors and cracked my neck before rearing back both arms. There was a flicker of black fur and claws as I thrust my arms at the gate doors.

With a resounding boom the massive gates slammed into the inside compound walls rebounding in a way as I picked up my spear and marched over the packed dirt of the compound courtyard.

"I'm Monkey D. Lucy." I declared into the resounding silence as I looked over the surprised fishmen. "You bastards made my navigator suffer. So, I'm here for your heads."

I didn't wait for them to say anything. I just threw my boar spear into the guts of the closest fishman. His scream startled the others into action, but I'd already drawn my dagger and pistol and jumped into the thick of the crowd. The others followed me without hesitating. I cut down two more of the canon fodder before I spotted Arlong.

I dove through the crowd after the spiky nosed bastard with a growl. I trusted my crew to handle the rest. I had a piece of slaver trash to deal with.

"You insolent human trash." Arlong growled before lunging, mouth first.

I twisted on my heel lashing out with my knife but only managed to score a cut along the arm he brought around to protect his neck. I snapped off a shot with the pistol in my off hand, but the stupid shark jerked to the side and got away with only a powder burn on his side.

With a quick twist I spun the pistol so I held it by the barrel like a tiny club.

Barring my teeth in a snarl I jumped back into the fight.

The clash was brief and as we both stepped back I tossed what was left of my dagger. Arlong spat out the blade a moment later before rubbing the rapidly forming bruise I'd given him with the but of my pistol.

With a disgusted sigh I tucked the pistol back into my belt before the fucker could ruin that too.

"I liked that knife."

"Insolent human trash, I'll kill you!"

"Pfft, like hell." I laughed and jumped back into the fight as my body shifted. Ducking under snapping jaws and a swiping fist, my claws dug into Arlongs side as I dashed past the fucker.

The feel of fur of and static, even in the middle of a fight like this, was enough to stretch my muzzle into a fanged grin.

The bleeding fishman howled in agony and lunged in again mouth first looking to bite through my neck.

It was sloppy fighting, and a bad habit, but I wanted this over with. So, I stood there and let him bite me.

He screamed bloody murder as three humdred million Amps of electricity cousred through his jaws. The fishman stumbled back a step, barely conscious. I took the opening and sliced through his throat with my claws.

Turning away from the newly made corpse I looked over the battlefield. Shifting back to my full human form I grinned at the rest of my crew. They were all standing tall. None of the Fishmen could claim the same.

Nami was crying, but there was a smile hiding behind the tears, and a fire dancing in her eyes. I grinned and threw my head back to howl our victory to the world.

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The sounds of the party going on outside set my mouth to grinning without my consent as I looked over Johnny and Yasuko.

"So, what's the deal with you two?"

"Lucy-sis?" The two chorused.

"You followed us to help Nami. You didn't really ask if you could and didn't really have any good reason to do it either. I think that says good things about you, but where do you want to go from here? You're not on Zoro or Kuina's level but you both managed to take down a fishman today right?"

"Three between the two of us. There wasn't any left after that." Johnny admitted as he scratched the back of his head.

I nodded thoughtfully.

"And you've managed to make a living as bounty hunters here in the East Blue with just the two of you? It must have been difficult taking on even small crews with just the two of you."

The two flushed but sat straighter.

"It's been hard," Yasuko admitted, "but we've managed."

"… I'll be honest. I don't think either of you is officer material. Not in terms of useful skills, or combat potential."

The two men slumped a bit looking seriously dejected.

"But, you are still a major step up compared to most people I'd find in the East Blue and capable deck hands besides."

The pair perked up like puppies being praised. I chuckled at the mental image of a pair of wagging tails.

"With all the big name bounties in the East Blue caught I don't doubt the two of you could handle the crews I missed. But if you want to push yourselves, and see more of the world? I could certainly use more people on my crew. Even a little ship like the Going Merry takes a fair amount of work to sail. We don't even have enough people for real shifts yet."

The two glanced back and forth between each other and me.

"Just think about it." I raised my hands up. "I don't need an answer just yet. You've got a couple days at least."

"We'll think about it, Lucy-sis."

With a nod I stood and headed back out into the thick of the party.

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A squeaky nasal voice dragged me from my sleep and into the cruel embrace of my hangover.

"By the Blues and the Grand Line, someone shut that idiot up before I rip their throat out!" I shouted as I brought a hand up to cover my eyes against the agony of the early morning sun.

The voice spluttered.

"I am Marine Captain Nezumi!" The voice shouted."

With a groan I sat up rubbing my temples.

"And I'm Garp the Fist's granddaughter, bounty hunter, hungover, and pissed. The fuck are you screaming about?"

Opening my eyes I glared at the whiskered Marine.

"Eh?" The man paled.

Nami threw an arm over the Captain's shoulder. Her hand curled over the whisker on the man's left cheek and tugged.

"Ohh, the good Captain was just about to return my missing beli, then head back to base. Weren't you?" She growled the last.

The pathetic excuse of a Marine whimpered and nodded rapidly.

I eyed the two skeptically and made a mental note to get the full story out of Nami, later. With a huff I dropped back down onto the grass I'd slept on.

"Fine, whatever, just keep it down and let me sleep this off." I'd deal with whatever the hell that was about when I was fully awake.

With a jaw cracking yawn I shifted into my animal form and curled up into a warm furry ball of sleepy bliss. The rest of the world could wait a few hours.
 
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He screamed bloody murder as three humdred million Amps of electricity cousred through his jaws. The fishman stumbled back a step, barely conscious. I took the opening and sliced through his throat with my claws.
Unless Lucy is talking "cheems" when transformed this must be a "hundred" million amps.
also: coursed...

finally:
i always imagined at least one author maknig their AU fanfic about Luffy collecting all kinds of weapons. largely because i thought Kriegs spear was beautiful.
Why not have Lucy take Arlongs Sawsword? now that her dagger was eaten? It could also be gifted to one of the two stooges at a reasonably dramatic moment.
 
Have an idea for a one shot. A retelling of Sodom and Gomorrah. I believe in God, but the bible was written by men… and that particular story gets my hackles up, and sets off my bullshit detector the way Chernobyl effects geiger counters.
 
Have an idea for a one shot. A retelling of Sodom and Gomorrah. I believe in God, but the bible was written by men… and that particular story gets my hackles up, and sets off my bullshit detector the way Chernobyl effects geiger counters.
Ok, how would the retelling differ from the story in the bible? And why does the story of Sodom and Gomorrah set off your bullshit detectors?
 
Indeed, how does a story about God, also a believer, punishing two cities because they became such wretched places that an honest man couldn't find more then one other godly person outside his family? It seems rather par for the course in the old testament.
 
Ok, how would the retelling differ from the story in the bible? And why does the story of Sodom and Gomorrah set off your bullshit detectors?
Don't really plan to change any of the main points just…

look, the part setting off my bullshit detector is that supposedly Lot (guys name) is the one person in the city worth sparing…. Only when a mob forms outside his house demanding they be allowed to rape gods angels who are acting as messenger? His response is to offer up his two daughters to be gang rapped in the street instead.

That's not a good man. Maybe Lot was faithful, and God fearing, but that's not a good man. After hearing him make that offer and being from a time when women had no power at all? Is it really any surprise that his wife looked back? A way to escape that monster?

Then, and I really need to get a physical bible because I'm not sure I trust the internet to play this straight and not fuck with me, so I need a second source confirmation….

Right, so they escape the city flee and find a place to settle down. And according to the verses I found copied online? The daughters (who's father offered them up to get gang rapped) start talking and decide they should continue their family line. But either because there are no other men around, or because only sons count (really not clear on the thought process need to track it down and reread it) they decide to get their father drunk, sleep with him and each bear him a son.

What sounds more likely? The two girls decided they wanted to continue the family line so badly that they rapped their father and both got pregnant the first time? Or, the father who we have already established is not a good man, and who probably had ptsd, was a drunk either as a way to deal or just always was considering where he came from… He gets seriously drunk, couldn't have sex with his wife because she's dead, and instead went after the two closest girls? Probably more than once given both infant mortality rates that far back, any issues from such close inbreeding, and ya know, how people usually don't get pregnant after the first try. It happens, but then again some couples spend months or longer trying…

*shrugs* Maybe I'm assuming the worst where I don't need to. But the bible was written by people and given the culture when it was written? Someone saying oh they got pregnant by Lot? Well God liked him so the fucked up stuff had to be the girls fault.

God needed a messenger to spread the story of what happened. The faithful guy who feared God in a city of rapists might have been the best option, but that doesn't automatically make him a good man.
 
Hmmm dumb idea inspired by a few different fics and ideas.

Tay with the power of being a shounen protagonist. Basically gets stronger by getting in fights and training. And has essentially no upper limit. Start low key by Breaking Emma's nose and escalate from there.
Honestly, not that dumb; there's already powers in-setting somewhat like that. Dauntless had the "slow escalation in power" aspect, Lung had the "gets stronger as he fights with no hard upper limit" part, Crawler has "gets stronger by being hurt", etc.

So, basically you'd have a Lung with no fire that ramps up much slower, but with a ratchet - she'd keep ramping up slowly, but never ramp back down. Add in a Trump aspect if you want to have the "develops new special abilities" part of being a shounen protagonist as well; when sufficiently challenged by another parahuman's powers for long enough, she tends to suddenly develop a new power tailored (Taylored?) to counter it. Probably temporary, replaced by new powers as she adapts to new foes.
 
Honestly, if going bog standard "Taylor with Shonen Potential", lazy response is "Queen Administrator is clearly, writing fanfiction... Or mangaka" to a narrative escalation.

So, sure. Give her the 'potential' to grow. But the likely caveat that the stronger she grows, the more 'conflict' is drawn to her. So if by Monday, she's in a "Fight or Die" Scenario with all the thugs, bullies and corrupt mentors/etc of Brockton High. And by Tuesday, Gangs alongside PRT...

By Friday; A Kill Order being "written" to Master/Stranger protocols, would be nothing. Commpared to being an Endbringer Magnet on a Sunday. Or likely if going to make a bleach joke, escalate to Simurph having "Aizen" grade plots to turn Taylor into an Endbringer, clearly. Or well, end up attracting the interest (or ire) of Scion, over power settings potentially enabling Taylor to become possessed/one with Eden again?

Note; escalating power and potential/etc, and calamity is probably going to lead to "Emma's nose is broken by monday, get's buried by wednesday." Everyone panicking as Taylor grows into "Emo Dracula" on friday, over property damage of the week becoming 'expected'. And likely unwittingly mastered into going full "rebel rebel", to an escalating property damage by the loads...

All. While ultimately being Queen Administrator's rapidly promoted "pawn". And then she gains QA as a 'Stand', that's her one and only BFF. Cue Naruto jokes on Kyuubi "True Form" mode, or some fanon bullshit of hanyou/"Shard Hybrid/Vessal/Host" horror show.

EDIT: As a "Holiday/Xianxia" Special, one might make a joke on "and then what", if it leads to Taylor 'evolving/escalating' to becoming an Entity beacon, post "Golden Night". And having to fight of against Abbaddon and every other OC Entity (and Worse). But by that point, everyone would be scared of Taylor, the "Walking Apocalypse."
 
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Don't really plan to change any of the main points just…

look, the part setting off my bullshit detector is that supposedly Lot (guys name) is the one person in the city worth sparing…. Only when a mob forms outside his house demanding they be allowed to rape gods angels who are acting as messenger? His response is to offer up his two daughters to be gang rapped in the street instead.
It depends on which definition of 'know' (or rather, which definition of the word that gets translated as 'know') is being used. 'Know' has been used to mean 'have sex with,' but it can also mean literally know, in this context something like 'interrogate so we can be sure that they aren't spies,' or something like that. In that case, he would be offering his daughters as surety of the messengers' good behavior, which is very much in keeping with the sort of strict rules of hospitality that many ancient civilizations lived under (and that the people of Sodom were intent on violating, whether they intended rape, interrogation, or both).

If we assume the 'interrogate' interpretation, Lot remains a good man from the perspective of Bronze Age or Iron Age tribesmen. If we assume the 'rape' interpretation (without going into the whole thing later on with his daughters possibly raping him or him getting drunk and raping them), then while he's a horrible person from a modern perspective, he might still have been a good person from the viewpoint of ancient tribesmen (who had some quite disturbing opinions about women, but again, were very, very serious about the rules of hospitality).
 
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It depends on which definition of 'know' (or rather, which definition of the word that gets translated as 'know') is being used. 'Know' has been used to mean 'have sex with,' but it can also mean literally know, in this context something like 'interrogate so we can be sure that they aren't spies,' or something like that. In that case, he would be offering his daughters as surety of the messengers' good behavior, which is very much in keeping with the sort of strict rules of hospitality that many ancient civilizations lived under (and that the people of Sodom were intent on violating, whether they intended rape, interrogation, or both).

If we assume the 'interrogate' interpretation, Lot remains a good man from the perspective of Bronze Age or Iron Age tribesmen. If we assume the 'rape' interpretation (without going into the whole thin later on with his daughters possibly raping him or him getting drunk and raping them), then while he's a horrible person from a modern perspective, he might still have been a good person from the viewpoint of ancient tribesmen (who had some quite disturbing opinions about women, but again, were very, very serious about the rules of hospitality).
I'd be more open to the interrogation stance except that Lot specifies his daughters are virgins when addressing the mob. That detail pretty heavily implies which definition of know they are using.
 
I'd be more open to the interrogation stance except that Lot specifies his daughters are virgins when addressing the mob. That detail pretty heavily implies which definition of know they are using.
Possibly, or it might mean that he's pointing out how valuable the hostages he's offering are. Of course, given that the bible has been copied and recopied and translated and retranslated many, many times, we can't be sure that what was said by the time the King James version was written is what the books that later became the Old Testament said 3,000 years ago, or even 2,000 yeas ago.
 
Thought occurred to me. In Percy Jackson greek gods are real. So the ancient religions and cults… should be real in setting. Put another way? The kids should have ways to commune with at least some of the greek gods by performing the old rituals.

On a related note if some of those rituals or cults were ummm…. Lets say a little wild? Teenagers, who for the most part expect to be killed by monsters before making it into there thirties, if they get lucky? Yeah I'd bet on a lot of "worship" aimed at Dionysus and Aphrodite.

Obviously they couldn't have that in canon because kids series, but yeah. New Rome actually having a population that can make it to adulthood? Those retired from the legion parties must have been something else especial if it tended to coincide with them starting at the college.
 
Thought occurred to me. In Percy Jackson greek gods are real. So the ancient religions and cults… should be real in setting. Put another way? The kids should have ways to commune with at least some of the greek gods by performing the old rituals.

Though technically, having them be real doesn't necessarily prevent people just making shit up too.
Unless the Gods are really aggressive about maintaining their image.


"How do you know the gods are real?"
"Read this card."
"Zeus is a dick?" *KAPOW*
"That's how."
 
It's been far to many years since I read the series, but wasn't there something about them limiting or losing direct worship when they tied themself to the concept of western civilization?
 
... Wait, would that by certain logic, make horrid sense if mixing Egyptian eh? With the fun mess that is The Olympics? Er, Olympians.

But honestly, I'd throw a bet in before "Children's Card Games" end up becoming serious business, if Gods can pull outright malicious "Shadow Realm" antics on even mortals, if things go 'divine' enough (read, Demi-Gods. On Motorbikes, playing 'Childrens' Card Games. With some expendable mooks being carded friends or buddies.)

But honestly, that's me more mis-reading this as the idea;
Though technically, having them be real doesn't necessarily prevent people just making shit up too.
Unless the Gods are really aggressive about maintaining their image.


"How do you know the gods are real?"
"Read this card."
"Zeus is a dick?" *KAPOW*
"That's how."
Instead of well, cults and gods being "hey, free booze" to the actual gods... And how their all glaring at Jesus, or YHWH whose got all the wine, and the barrels of them have been running low as of late too...
 
Clearly I'm not getting enough sleep. Because I just had the thought of a post GM Taylor being reborn in the MLP setting…. In all honesty I watched a few seasons of the show once in college when a brony challenged me by saying I couldn't fairly judge something I hadn't watched. Good kids show… but still very plainly a children's show.

Just going to do a stream of conscious thought real quick.

Tay as an earth pony doesn't really feel right. Honestly thestral pony or whatever the fandom specific word might be would probably fit best… built in outcast status, freedom of flight which would be good for her mental health…. You know what? She should be a cutie mark crusader. The main thrust of the plot would be Taylor chasing any kind of special skill not associated with combat. As she tries to let go of her past and just really enjoy her new shot at childhood in a peaceful place.

I am definitely not writing this one. Fuck yes it has potential to be the fuzziest thing the worm fandom ever produces but Fuzzy is not my specialty and I'm not going to drive myself mad trying to learn the pony fandom for this.

Someone toss this at a pony fan for me? I'd still read the heck out of it.
 
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Could be cool with a series of post-GM one-shots where Taylor is just a bystander to her new world's conflict. The forces of good and evil ponies (idk I haven't watched it) do their plot thing while she is just living her best life and getting glimpses of it through the news. Or her living her best life in small-town America while occasionally watching news reports about the wacky hijinks of the justice league. etc etc etc.

Would probably need someone that can write long-form slice of life if you wanted to extend it though. Fics where Taylor slows down and heals after golden morning aren't very common, usually she is launched/launches herself straight into the plot.
 
Have a vague idea for a percy jackson pokemon crossover I'd love to throw at someone.

pokemon and human gods as separate pantheons. Demi gods having pokemon like abilities… demi gods of war as fighting and or steel types etc etc…. Give an actual reason why some trainers obsessively focus on one type, those pokemon recognize the demi god as being if not one of their own then at least similar. All legendaries are at least minor poke gods if not major ones. Demi gods charged with working with their pokemon to keep mortals from poking the much more accessible and in many cases more animalistic legendary pokemon to prevent them from lashing out and causing chaos and destruction. Enter evil organizations as actual credible antagonists instead of goofballs stopped by individual preteens…. Well… that's not quite right because they'll still be getting stopped by teens and preteens won't they… but maybe with the demi gods acting more as a group instead of the bullshit three to a party system? Or at least form parties where they cover for each others type weakness.

Percy should probably get mudkip as a starter. Water and ground for the son of the sea god known as the earth shaker. Hmmm oh there's an idea! Parents claim their kids by gifting them with their first pokemon!

Hmm the only thing that really ignores is the monsters of the PJ fandom. You could pull a dick move and say all dark types go after demigods but that's…. Dumb. Don't like it. Could keep the PJ monsters but that wouldn't really fit either. Maybe have some version of Poke rabies where pokemon just lash out at humans and have to be either cured or killed. And the demigods being powerhouses in their own right along with causing say… accelerated leveling in pokemon they share an affinity with get pushed into being the ones to deal with the issue.

It's a little bare bones but I think the concept is there.
 
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