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Title: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on July 23, 2008, 02:00:07 AM
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Here's the end of the Trophy Trilogy! Yuna joins her friends, possibly forever! This is the censored version with the more explicit parts removed, which as always are an attachment to be put into the story where they're noted to fit.

The Final Trophy (Final part of the FFX-2 Trophy Trilogy)

LeBlanc awoke, and the first thing she saw were her two little playthings. They were still in the same pose as they had been last night. Locked together, RIkku's eyes closed as she kissed Paine. Paine's hand had been up Rikku's skirt, fondling her friend through her stone panties, but skirt and panties were gone now. Both girls were naked, the rubble of their clothing covering the floor. Rikku's hand was still in place, feeling Paine's petrified rear. They were her favourite decoration, but the work was still incomplete. They were a pair, but a trio was needed.

LeBlanc had been lucky to get Rikku in the first place. The Al-Bhed girl had blundered into an unplanned but quickly executed plan. From that, LeBlanc also obtained a dresssphere that let her weave and unweave clothing of anything. Rikku's gifts had not ended there though. Searching for her, Paine had blundered into her own stone fate, the other Gullwing turned to stone by a basilisk. For some, two out of three would be sufficent, but LeBlanc wanted the whole set. She dreamed of the last Gullwing joining her two friends, the High Summoner Yuna. She had brought the eternal calm, and LeBlanc was not really a fan of her, but could see why people loved her. She simply wanted to make the most special monument to the great woman, even if she didn't like her much herself. That she planned to use Yuna to make it simply ensured that Yuna and her legacy would be immortal.

"Well, loves, I must be going. If I'm to bring your friend back to you, I need to find her fast," LeBlanc told her statues. She summoned her four minions who would be dressing and petrifying the captured Gullwings, placing her order for the statue she would return to later on.

"I want Paine to be overpowering Rikku. Have her as a berserker, bestial lust in her face on pose. Have Rikku as a black mage, trying to fight her off, shocked and surprised."

The minions nodded, carting the two petrified women away to be reclothed and reposed. They started with Rikku, weaving the clothing of the black mage sphere onto her. They made sure the skirt was short, and that the panties below could be seen if Rikku bent her legs slightly. Paine was then dressed as a berserker, a tight bodysuit with fur boots and gloves, as well as a horned helmet. She looked bestial enough in just these clothes, but the pose was next.

Paine's right hand was posed forcing Rikku's staff, and both her hands, down and out of the way. Her left was grabbing Rikku's head, forcing her into Paine's face. Rikku was half-kneeling, trying to stand only to have Paine apparently leaping onto her and forcing her into a kiss. Rikku was posed to look shocked, eyes wide and staring at Paine. Paine however was given eyes that showed pleasure. The result before petrification looked like if the two were moving, Paine was forcing herself on Rikku, and Rikku looked utterly helpless. Rikku's panties were visible from nearly every angle.

The men who had created this work readied the spell to finish it. The frozen shocked eyes of Rikku and the gleeful stare from Paine became locked in stone, the two converting instantly to grey blank globes. Their skin changed from pale soft flesh to hard marble. Their clothing lost colour, becoming rigid stone as grey as their eyes and skin.

"Good statue they make," one commented. He was looking closely, still marvelling at how the spell instantly converted them to a hard and immortal statue.

"Yeah. We've got our time with it now," another noted...

LeBlanc was dissapointed. Yuna had seemingly vanished as well. She had not been seen by any of her agents and no one had any word of her. LeBlanc remained hopeful Yuna was still out there, looking for her two missing friends, but she had hoped to complete the set quickly. Still, she had a new statue again tonight. Two would do for now.

She gasped in delight at the statue before her when she entered her room. It was everything she had daydreamed of. She quickly studied it, after joining in the kiss breifly by pecking the two where their stone lips met. She loved it, Rikku petrified and helpless in more ways than one, Paine frozen in a lust-filled berserk pose. But it was not to be Paine who was the victor here. LeBlanc had won this struggle, as she always would. She looked closely at the tight bodysuit of Paine, fondling her petrified buttocks and legs. Thin cracks in the brittle petrified cloth appeared. LeBlanc kept studying. The furskin had become brittle strands of hair, snapped by the lightest touch. Below the brittle clothes, Paine was rock solid. A squeeze of her breasts, hard boulders below paper-thin stone, caused obvious cracks in the material around the breasts. The area around the piercing was especially brittle, the golden ring as solid and unyeilding as the flesh around it.

She turned her attention to Rikku. The Al-Bhed was a perfect black mage, and LeBlanc knew she would never grow tired of petrifying Rikku's underwear. She felt the cotton-turned-stone streched over Rikku's pelvis, loving the feeling as always. Rikku's clothing was a little less brittle, so LeBlanc's light touches did little damage but the odd fracture in the stone material. LeBlanc was amused to discover the hat was easy to remove, lifting it away and tossing it into a wall where it splintered into fragments. She caressed the joined faces of both statues, feeling their lips where Paine was forcing her kiss on Rikku. LeBlanc then gently removed the rod from Rikku's hands, a plan in her mind...

When she finished, she decided to leave the statues clothed as they were for now. She was tired, a long day of fruitless search for Yuna having gotten to her. She slept, dreaming of the poses all three could assume in the future...

She awoke the next morning to good news. Yuna had been found. She quickly ordered all her minions to prepare an all-out attack to capture her. She wanted Yuna fast, and if she had to reveal to Yuna that she was behind the dissapearances, so be it.


Yuna had in fact returned to Bikanel Island, having failed utterly to find Paine or Rikku. She was giving up hope, even as Brother and the others still searched.

"How are you feeling now?" Wakka asked. Yuna had been staying with her friends the past day, her failure to find the others heavy on her mind.

"Okay, I guess," Yuna sighed. She couldn't last a minute without wondering where the other two were popping into her mind.

"Just don't give up. They'll turn up safe and sound sooner or later, just you wait."

"I wish I could tell myself that..."

Her thoughts were then interrupted by a yell outside. A villager had ran into the middle of the town shouting. Most of the village soon ran out and crowded around him.

"The LeBlanc syndicate is coming! Two ships full!"

"They must be here to raid the temple," Lulu said.

"We can't let them do that!" Yuna said. The village had mostly lost it's faith in Yevon, but the temple was still important to the people. The spheres there had been off-limits as far as everyone on the island was concerned, and they made sure everyone from outside knew that too.

"Well, if there's two ships full, we might not have a choice. They outnumber us," Wakka pointed out.

"Then we slow them down. I'll go and meet them on the way here. I'll buy some time to get the spheres hidden and the temple locked up, then come back and help hold them off. They'll give up if we can keep them out of the temple for long enough."

"It's risky," Lulu pointed out.

"Yes, Lady Yuna. Alone they might overpower you," a villager said.

"I'm not going to fight them. Just slow them down a little."


Yuna had ran from the village, and soon found the members of LeBlanc's syndicate. They were swarming along the path, but soon paused when Yuna began firing her pistols at them.

"Idiots, move forward! She won't be trying to kill you!" LeBlanc yelled. Yuna kept firing, but the minions simply ignored the bullets that were bouncing off rocks and trees, realising their boss was right. Yuna then began shooting above them.

"What is she doing?" LeBlanc pondered. Then she saw Yuna was shooting away at a small rock. A small rock that was holding larger ones in place.

By the time the dust had cleared, LeBlanc was furious to find a dozen of her minions knocked out by the rockfall, and no sign of Yuna.

"Get up there after her!" LeBlanc shouted. Her remaining minions quickly climbed the cliffs. Yuna watched them climb, still unseen. The first few up were shown where she was when she shot at the feet of one, who fell off, and from the sound of it knocked a few more down with him.

"Over here!" Yuna shouted at the others who were climbing up.

They chased her through the forest, Yuna letting them get lost and confused until she reached some ruins.  By now, most of them were completely lost, and the few that still followed her were soon made to dive for cover as Yuna began shooting. Satisfied she had slowed them down, she snuck back to the village, to find that LeBlanc's minions had come nowhere near and seemed instead to be running away. She met a villager at the village entrance.

"They seem to be running away, Lady Yuna. Looks like you did more than just slow them down."

"That doesn't make sense..." Yuna said, confused.

"Well, they all turned around."

Yuna could see a few of LeBlanc's minions running away on the path.

"I don't trust this," Yuna said, and went back up the cliffs. She made her way to above the beach. Sure enough, LeBlanc's minions were all heading for their boats.

"Why are they leaving?" Yuna asked herself. Then the minion behind her threw her down the small cliff to the beach below. Yuna was dazed, and found herself surrounded. The minion hopped down nearby, and LeBlanc laughed.

"Excellent work! And now we have the last Dullwing!"

"What do you mean? What have you done with Rikku and Paine?" Yuna shouted, reaching for her pistols, only to find both of them had been taken from her already.

"Don't worry, they're okay. In fact you'll be joining them very soon." LeBlanc said.

"What did you do?" Yuna asked again. LeBlanc sighed.

"This," she said, casting the spell. Before she could respond, Yuna froze. She sat motionless, mouth open to protest, eyes staring at LeBlanc. Her brown hair was frozen in place, the long braid snaking out and stiff as a board. Her chest which had been rising and falling as she breathed was motionless. She was a time-stopped statue, and soon she would be stone. After that, she would join Rikku and Paine for eternity as playthings.

"We have her. It's time we left," LeBlanc said. Two minions quickly picked up the motionless living statue. They  quickly fled, but LeBlanc told the minion who had captured Yuna he had a special reward. So long as Yuna was clean and clothed by the end of the trip, he could do what he wanted...

When they returned, LeBlanc hastily gave the two others to all her minions in celebration, taking the time-frozen Yuna to her chambers straight away. She could barely contain her excitment, and decided to start from the ground up. She pulled the boots off, revealing her smooth slender feet. LeBlanc felt the soft feet lightly, before moving up the legs to the waist. Her belt was popped off, and LeBlanc kept travelling, undoing the armbands Yuna wore, before travelling back to her waist. Here, she tugged the half-skirt away, letting her have full access to the hotpants. They were all Yuna wore, that and whatever was below. LeBlanc travelled up, and paused. Yuna's face was still frozen in the same shocked expression she had been captured in.

"Don't be so shocked, Yuna," LeBlanc said, kissing her frozen lips before yanking the hood away. the blouse stayed in place, but fell down slightly above Yuna's breasts.The slight fall allowed Yuna's nipples to poke slightly through the material that was now tighter on her breasts.

Yuna was almost naked now, and LeBlanc slowly moved to the hotpants. Carefully and slowly, she slid them down, to reveal a tight red thong below. LeBlanc slowly removed the shorts totally, staring at the delightful red underwear in joy. Then she moved to the top, and carefully pulled it away, revealing Yuna's breasts completely. Her nipples were fully erect, clearly from the fact they had been realtively exposed to the elements even in Besaid. She felt the breasts lightly, then moved to have Yuna standing. She left the shocked expression in place, but soon Yuna stood at attention, arms and legs straight. LeBlanc fondled Yuna's frozen butt before pulling the thong down as slowly as the hotpants had gone. Inch by inch, it came down, to reveal Yuna, like her cousin, was shaven. LeBlanc had discovered that with Paine, the pubic hair soon broke away anyway, so this merely meant that there would not be a petrifying shave of Yuna's pubic area. She was nude now, and LeBlanc was yet more excited. She then spotted the rod from before, and grinned as she looked at Yuna. She first lay Yuna down flat, then went to get the rod...

LeBlanc stood Yuna back up, and was tempted to leave her unpetrified, but she decided that it was only fair the statue be a statue on it's birthday. The spell soon converted every inch of Yuna's skin to grey stone, her breasts becoming the stone globes LeBlanc never would tire of. Her hair locked into place, a grey stony and impervious mass. The braid became a snake of stone, never to move again until depetrified. LeBlanc felt that it was likely to be broken off, but she would cross that bridge later. For now, the final Gullwing was a statue, and the next day, the final and ultimate victory.

The next day, it was time at last. All three Gullwings, together, forever. As trophies of a victorious LeBlanc, frozen in stone for all time. She wanted them in their original clothing, Rikku as a thief in her bikini and skirt, Paine as a Warrior in leather, and Yuna in the clothes of a gunner. That night, she had the trophy complete. All three petrified. Rikku ready to pounce on the left, in a combat pose. Paine to the right, sword ready to strike. And in the middle, Yuna aiming both pistols. They looked ready to fight. But they had lost their last battles. They were a monument to LeBlanc's victory now. Nothing more, and LeBlanc would ensure that they would be a monument forever. And her playthings forever too.

"Gullwings, you're my guests of honour. I'll do this to all my vanquished foes in future, but I promise you this loves, for all time, only you will be my toys," she said, kissing each in turn. She kissed Rikku, stroking her stone face and legs. She kissed Paine, feeling the petrified ass she loved so much. And she kissed Yuna, fondling the stone breasts of the woman who had brought peace to Spira. Then she wrenched the front of Yuna's shirt away, and did the same to Paine and Rikku. All three statues now stood, petrified breasts exposed.

"It's time the four of us got to work..."

The three statues simply stood motionless, not in their final pose, but in their ultimate fates...

THE END


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: mash587 on July 23, 2008, 02:51:33 PM
Well, looks like it's GAME OVER for YuRiPa.  If only the actual game had ended like this...
Good job Bigin!  This could easily be the best trilogy ever! ;D


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on July 24, 2008, 12:18:34 AM
Pokemon one, to be followed hopefully very soon by the Soul Calibur/Tomb Raider one and finally, the Queen of the Stone Fist :)

Change of Direction

Team Rocket, after blasting off for the three thousand four hundred and fifty sixth time, had retreated to one of their hideouts once more.

"I have a perfect plan!" Jessie declared.

"And?" James asked.

"Remember that pokemon hunter woman? She had a bracelet that turned pokemon into gold?"

"Yep..." Meowth said.

"Well, we copy it! Turn pokemon to gold, keep the good ones and sell the useless ones as statues!" Jessie beamed.

"It sounds good, but how do we copy it?" James asked

"We can google it!"

James and Meowth simply stared at her.

"Google... it?"

"Yes!" Jessie said. The two kept staring.


Five minutes later, the two were now staring in surprise at a computer monitor.

"How?" James asked. Jessie was already printing off blueprints.

"That's what I want to know," Meowth said.

"Oh, shut up, you can find anything with google."

"Really? Where's my wallet then?" James asked. Jessie typed something in

"One of One results... Meowth stole it."

"What?!"

Twenty five minutes later, Jessie was trying to build the device. James was still chasing Meowth.

The next day, Jessie had finished the device, as well as a second strange looking contraption

"What does the second one do?" James asked.

"It should teleport anything gold back here. Let's go find a wild pokemon and test it," Jessie suggested

"Can't we use Meowth?"

"No way!" Meowth said quickly.


In the forest outside, they found a test subject.

"Aha, that Rattata will do nicely," Jessie said, aiming the device. A golden beam shot out, and the Rattata...

...Did nothing but look puzzled. It then spotted the two humans and fled.

"What's wrong with it?" Meowth asked.

"I'm not sure... Wait, I know! Follow me!" Jessie said, running to a path. She stopped, as the other two caught up. A blonde woman was walking past, about Jessie's height and dressed in a pink dress.

"See that woman?" Jessie pointed. The woman was facing away from them.

"Uh, Jessie..." Meowth said, as she aimed. The beam hit the woman, and in a flash, the woman's pink dress, her pale legs, and blonde hair all turned instantly to gold.

"So it turns humans to gold?" James asked.

"It does WHAT?!" Officer Jenny said. The two human members of Team Rocket jumped in surprise.

"Meowth! Why didn't you warn me she was there?" Jessie asked.

"I tried!"

"Hand over that thing!" Jenny demanded, making a grab for Jessie. In surprise, Jessie dropped the gold device into Meowth's paw, and the teleporter on the ground. He pressed a button accidentally. Jessie and Jenny were bathed in the yellow light.

"Uh oh..." Jessie said, before she was instantly turned to gold from head to toe. Jenny did not even realise it when she became a perfect golden statue of herself.

"Oh, okay, police problem solved. Turn Jessie back and we'll sort out what we do now," James said.

"I don't know how."

"What do you mean?"

"There's only one button."

"Well, press it again."

Meowth did so. Nothing happened when Jessie was hit by the beam.

"What now?" Meowth asked. James picked up the teleporter device and aimed it at Jenny.In a flash, the golden statue was gone. He then aimed it at the woman, then tried to pick Jessie up.

"Uh, why are you trying to carry her?"

"She got that thing wrong, who's to say I didn't just vapourise the cop and that woman?" James pointed out.

Eventually, they reached the hideout, James unceremoniously dropping Jessie to the floor with a clang. Jenny and the woman stood, still gold and still in their poses.

"Oh good. It worked. Meowth, change of plan. We're going to turn trainers to gold, steal their pokemon, and maybe sell a few of the trainers," James said.

"Sounds good. I say we get the twerp, turn him and his little group to gold, yank pikachu, and melt that twerp for bracelets!" Meowth laughed.

They first decided to head for a nearby Pokemon centre. Entering, they found only two people, Nurse Joy and a female trainer with blonde hair, wearing what looked like a long yellow shirt, black trousers and jersey, and blue boots.

"We're here to award this pokemon centre a prize. Gold!" James cackled, as he blasted Joy with the beam. She instantly became gold from head to toe, barely even realising what had happened before it did.

"What the..." the trainer said, but James simply blasted her point blank in the face with the device. She too transformed.

"What do you think, Meowth?"

"About what?"

"These two. How much do you think they'd be worth sold as statues?"

Meowth looked at the girl and the nurse.

"Not bad statues really."

"Let's just teleport them back first."

James used the teleport device, and the golden nurse vanished. The girl also soon vanished, and the two plundered the centre for every pokemon there.

Returning to the hideout, they tried to figure out their next plan.

"Hey, why don't we go get those gym leaders in Cerulean?" James said.

"Why them?"

"Because they'd make great statues! Think how much they'd be worth!"

James and Meowth soon found themselves in the city, in the gym, and with three suddenly golden leaders. Two were in skirts, and Meowth noted James seemed quite pleased at that...

"Why you so happy about the skirts?"

"Huh?"

"You seem pleased about how they're wearing skirts."

"Oh, I think they'll be worth more. After all, look up them, every detail is correct. That could be worth a lot. And it's pretty hot too," James said.

"Hey, what are you two doing?" a voice asked. James turned to find Misty standing behind them.

"Oh, that's easy. This!"

At point blank range he blasted Misty in the face, turning her into a gold statue just like her sisters.

"Hey, maybe we can use her to lure the twerp into a trap?" Meowth pondered.

"Nah, too dramatic. Let's just sell her like the rest," James said, teleporting all four back to their hideout.

"Where to now?"

"Veridian, I think. That crazy bitch who turns people to dolls should make a nice statue."

And so, they set off, only to run into another old "friend"



"Team Rocket? Where's the other one?" May asked upon seeing just Meowth and James. James grinned.

"Oh, she's doing a different job now. We've had a slight change of direction." James said, aiming the device.

"What is that thing?" May asked, alarmed.

"Oh, it's like a camera," Meowth said, as James gave a light blast to test something out. It struck May, and she seemed unaffected.

"Uh, James, it didn't do anything..."

"I know, shut up and watch. I read the blueprints and I think... Yeah, look at her feet."

"My feet?" May said, and looked down. She gasped, seeing her feet were now gold and a wave was spreading up her legs.

"What did you do?!" she yelled out, looking at her hands as they turned to gold as well. The wave swept up her body, and a few moments later, May was a golden statue, staring in shock at her guilded hands.

"That?" Meowth said.

"Shut up, she can't hear you."

Sabrina was easy. The gym leader was wearing, to the delight of James, a short skirt, and seemed unprepared for anyone entering her gym. She was instantly turned to gold.

"Irony, I think. She turns people into dolls, we turn her into a statue," James said, as she teleported away.

"Irony? More like Golden...y..." Meowth tried.

As they left the city, they finally met their target. The twerp and his two friends, including a girl in a skirt. James jumped the gun by turning her to gold right away, to the surprise of the other two.

"Team Rocket?! What are you up to now?" Brock yelled. Ash however merely ruined everything.

"Pikachu, thunderbolt attack!"

James aimed the teleported at Dawn, then realised the mistake.

"Oh hell."

As James and Meowth were electrocuted, the two devices overloaded and exploded. Dawn however was already on her way, and when the dust cleared, she was gone.

"Hey, what did you do with her?" Brock asked.

"Meowth, I have a new plan," a singed James said, looking at the two destroyed devices and the angry pikachu.

"What's that?"

"Run."

"Sounds good."

The two of them fled, managing to somehow outrun dozens of thunderbolts and the two chasing trainers.


They returned to the hideout later that night, exhausted from running.

"Okay, maybe we can fix them?" Meowth said. Though they had many golden statues to sell, Meowth was greedy. James was also greedy, but wondering if selling them was really worth it. At least, selling them all...

Nearly three weeks passed. James had tried, and failed, to fix the devices. Bored of the efforts, he turned his attention to the statues.

"Hey, Meowth, what colour do you think their panties were?"

"What?"

"These statues. Like this one," he said, picking Dawn up and looking up her skirt.

"Look, see, they look like they were just plain briefs. Maybe white? Black? Something plain anyway."

"Uh, James, I think you might have been trying to fix the gizmo a little too much..."

James ignored it, moving to the woman who had been their first victim.

"Oh, she wasn't wearing any. How did I not notice that? A little too detailed for a statue really. I don't think we'd get away with selling her. Too risky," he murmered, moving to Jessie.

"Look, you know Jessie's thong was black. Her damn skirt's so short you see it every time she moves," Meowth protested, as James muttered to himself pondering what colour the golden underwear had once been.

"What about these two?" James asked. Both skirted Sensational Sisters had been wearing bikini bottoms, that had ironically enough both been gold to start with. James still muttered a dozen different possible colours to himself.

"And Sabrina? I bet these plain looking panties she had were patterned," he muttered, not seeing that the woman, jenny, and jessie seemed to be glowing a little...

"Uh, James?"

"And this cop. What colour were her underpants?" James said, sticking his head between her legs and looking up.

"White I bet. Yeah, I can see it now. White plain police panties... No, blue. I can almost see it now..." James said, staring up the blue skirt to the lighter blue panties. Jenny then squealed and squeesed her legs together, squashing James' head. Jessie and Meowth yanked him free.

"What are you doing, idiot? We need to run!" Jessie said, dragging a burbling James away. Jenny did not give chase, too shocked to see the other golden statues. In a short while they turned back as well. Team Rocket meanwhile, were blasting off without anyone else's help, another scheme gone wrong.



Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: hentaimas on July 26, 2008, 03:44:21 AM
Ooo nice statues is there a Hentai part to the midas pokemon series? :D
And lastly are u planning to do the imp story on misty edit: or rather can u continue ^_^

thanks again. nice job


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on July 26, 2008, 10:00:43 AM
Ooo nice statues is there a Hentai part to the midas pokemon series? :D
And lastly are u planning to do the imp story on misty edit: or rather can u continue ^_^

thanks again. nice job
I'd been planning on making additional scenes that were a bit more ecchi in place of the bonus hentai scenes, but I could write a more hentai one as well if desired I suppose. Wouldn't be too tricky. Say we have the device not turn clothes to gold and just the ladies become statuary? ;) I'll try and put them as an attachment along with the next story and it's more hentai scenes.

The Misty story is in the 4th round of voting, it's not currently in winner or runner up place but I think it's close.


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on July 28, 2008, 01:08:12 AM
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The Soul Calibur part of the story first. Setting the scene for Lara's arrival a few centuries later, giving her something to look at that won't just turn her to stone... And also setting the scene for something else too. :)
Medusa Shield Part One

The two sisters had been warned of this place. They had been warned it concealed a shield of great power. Both had been given visions. Both had been commanded to destory it, for others had learned of it and were going to it. Sophitia did not object to Cassandra being enlisted as well by the gods. It took a madman to defy them. And a madman it had been. Perseus had defeated Medusa many centuries ago, a fable to some, but truth to those who knew. They also knew Persus had become as great a menace as Medusa, and had defied the gods by keeping her head. He had her head affixed to his shield. He then had a dabbler in the black arts merge the head forever with the shield. Medusa's head, forever imprinted on the shield.

That was his fall. He covered the shield, unleashing it's power on his enemies. History omitted that he had turned armies of his foes to stone, letting his own forces tear them apart. History omitted that with the shield he had waged war on the rest of Greece. He kidnapped the daughters and wives of his enemies to turn them to sculpture, and executed his foes by casting their petrified bodies off cliffs. History did not tell that he had been attacked in a desperate move by the other city states. And Perseus had his final defeat. His enemies tried first to trick him. They took his wife and daughters, had him petrify them himself. He was undaunted. He could simply take as many women as he wanted. He was mad, and nothing stopped him. Nothing but the mirror shield of an Athenian. The Spartans and the warriors from more warlike cities of the ragtag alliance had mocked him for his well polished armour, oblivious to the simple fact it was as deadly a shield as that held by Perseus. Perseus was killed the same way he defeated Medusa.

The shield was cast into the ocean with him. But the gods had lost power. The tides had washed it here. And now it could be reached by those who sought such power. The gods had asked their still faithful servants to intervene. So the sisters had. They had went to the coast, where their target was.

"This is the place. This cavern leads us down. The tides brought the shield here..." Sophitia said. Then Cassandra saw the other shape. Small and fast. It knocked Sophitia down, and met Cassandra in a clash of blades. It was a girl, younger than her and foreign.

"You'll never get the shield! I'll destory it!" the girl shouted. Sophitia was standing again.

"You want it destroyed?" Cassandra asked.

"Yes!"

"Then we have the same goal. What is your name?" Sophita spoke.

The younger girl tensed, and spoke her name.

"Talim."

"How do you know of the shield?"

"I had a vision. It's evil. It must be destroyed. The Soul Edge is bad enough, but this shield is more dangerous, especially now."

"We should join forces," Sophitia said, relaxing. Neither Cassandra or Talim did.

"Sister, I'm not sure.."

"Cassandra, I believe her. The gods may have sent her to help us."

The younger women remained cautious, but Sophitia was convinced that all three had the same goal, and they would succeed. They found a cavern very soon after descending. A round object, wrapped in decayed cloth and rusted chains, was lying in the middle of the damp cavern.

"Once the seas flowed into this place. They washed into here. But the caverns caved in and sealed the sea out," Sophitia said.

"The shield. How will we destory it?" Cassandra asked.

"However we can. If we all want to..." Talim said.

"Perhaps this is a trick. Perhaps the shield there is a trap. The cover seems to be in very good conditon..."

"Cassandra, Talim, please! We are on the same side, cease your squabbling!"

"If you doubt the shield is real, maybe you should check it?" Talim said.

"Maybe you should."

Sophitia sighed.

"Fine. I'll check it is the real shield..."

"No!" Talim shouted.

"Afraid we might discover your ruse?" Cassandra smirked.

"I don't trust either of you."

"My sister trusts you. I don't."

"Very well, Talim. What do you want to do?" Sophitia asked.

"I'll check the shield."

"Very well."

"What?!  Sister, if it is real she will..."

"Cassandra, I trust her."

Talim approached the shield. Cassandra raised her own, hoping to hide her eyes if the girl turned the shield on them. Talim picked it up, and a stone arm, worn by the sea, crumbled away below it.

"An arm? Perhaps it really is the shield?" Sophitia said. Then the chains snapped and the cloth fell. Talim yelled out, as she stared at the face on the shield. Her last sight was the face, glowing. Instantly, she was bathed in green light, and turned to stone. The two Greeks gasped.

"We need to cover the shield back up, quickly!" Sophitia said. Fortunatley, all they had to do was put the cloth back in place and replace the bindings. They had brought their own rope and cloth, seeking to cover it if they had to. They carefully covered it, taking it from Talim's petrified hands.

"Now what?" Cassandra asked.

"We take it to a smith. Throw it in the furnace and melt it forever."

"I meant about her," Cassandra said, pointing at Talim.

"There's nothing we can do but pray for her. She may not have been a devotee of the gods, but she was not evil."

"And if anyone else has heard rumours of the sheild? The gods warned us, others will come. We need them to be fooled."

"My shield. We leave it wrapped in the cloth here. Others think it to be real, but I have the real one."

Sophitia swapped the two shields. She made sure the cloth stayed in place.

"Or maybe you can just drop the real one and walk away," a voice said. It was another foriegn woman. She carried a long spear.

"Who are you?" Cassandra asked, readying her blade.

"My name is Sueng Mina. I need that shield for my own reasons."

"This shield cannot be used for good!" Sophitia said.

"Then why are you taking it?" Sueng Mina said, charging. Cassandra tried to parry, but the spear was aimed at Sophitia, who blocked...

...And cut a hole. Seung Mina gasped, as she saw just a fraction of the shield. She dropped her spear, and stopped moving.

"No...." she protested, as her body grew cold. The sisters stared, and then Sophitia saw the tear.

"Cassandra, close your eyes!" she yelled. She closed her own and placed the shield on the ground. She fumbled for the spare cloth, seeking to cover it once more. Neither saw Seung Mina turn completely to stone. Neither saw the other woman take the shield.

"...Cassandra, I can't find the shield," Sophitia said.

"I have it."

Cassandra opened her eyes. She saw another woman, in a tight bodysuit. And the shield at her feet.

"Sister, run..." she said, as she petrified. In an instant, she became the third of the shield's victims.

Taki had thought they wanted to steal the shield. She planned to destroy it as well. She however wanted rid of these two threats first.

"She was your sister?" She asked the older woman.

"What have you done?" Sophitia asked.

"What you did to these two," Taki said.

"We did not..."

"Open your eyes or I'll just cut your throat."

Reluctantly, she did. She made no sound or protest, her failure complete. Like her sister, Sophitia was turned to stone. Taki covered the shield again and readied her gunpowder. She'd collapse this cavern, burying the shield and the two she had thought plotting to steal it. As well as the other two, but nothing could be done for them.

Then she heard the noise and dodged the blade.

"Xinghua. I warned you before this shield..."

"Was evil? Just lies, Taki. I know what you want it for," the other woman said. They fought, blades clashing as they leapt around the cavern. Neither saw the woman in green approach until she held the shield.

"What fun. All you fools fight, and I know it works."

"What the?! Who are you?!" Xinghua asked.

"I know her. She is Tira. She's insane. A mass murderer."

"Like you?" Xinghua said.

"I'm an assassin. There's a difference. Those I kill deserve it..."

"The same with me!" Tira said, yanking the cloth off. The other two women cried out, turning to stone. Tira laughed, unaware of a small flaw. Taki's blades were dull, for a glint at night could mean life or death for a ninja, but Xinghua had polished her sword. The shield's vision reflected off. Tira realised the problem when she turned stiff and cold.

"Oh," she said, as she was also petrified. The shield fell from her hands, landing face down. It would lie there for some time, standing with seven new victims around it...


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As a bonus, the attachments below are the Ecchi/Hentai version of Change of Direction. The first text file is the original story as modified to fit the new endings, some minor changes in the processes of turning the ladies to gold. Then you pick one or both of the ending attachments for how you'd like it to end. Alternatively, or if you have any problems reading the files, PM me a request for the altered original story and the ending you'd prefer. Or both endings if you want.  :)



Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on August 05, 2008, 01:57:58 AM

Medusa Shield Part Two
In one of London's finest restaurants, a woman in a fine dress sat at a table with two men in black suits. One of the men did not speak, nor did he even have a glass of wine. The other two did have wine.

"Miss Croft, I had been told you had a reputation for being more... daring than your fellow explorers," the man in black with wine said.

"And I do. But if you and your American friends have researched this legend about the shield so much, maybe you've gone to the village near the cavern. Maybe you've seen the statue they have in the town square," Lara said

"Yes, I did. Quite detailed, but it's covered in about a hundred years of pigeon. The locals didn't talk much about it."

"Not to a man from the American government poking around. They'd think you were after terrorists or something, they'd have nothing to warn you about. You weren't actually asking. Ask and they'll tell you they dragged her out of the cavern a hundred years ago. They'll tell you until world war 2 she looked like she was holding something up in both hands. Now, she's just an armless statue. The shield did that to her."

"Turned her to stone you mean? I don't buy that sort of nonsense. Medusa was a myth," the man said.

"If that's the case, why do you want the shield?"

"We don't. It's just that we'd like proof one way or the other just in case."

"Well, I'll get you proof. And I'll take care of the shield for you."

Two days later, she was back in the village. As usual, the villagers avoided her, and the statue they had dragged out still stood in the town square. The arms had been snapped off at the shoulders, numerous holes and cracks covered the surface, and the head and shoulders were covered in pigeon droppings. Her nose was a shattered nub, and one of her eyes was cracked and fragmenting. Her hair was broken away, and some of her clothing was also cracked and broken off. One breast was totally exposed by the shattered remains of her top, but the other was gone, broken away. Much of her leggings were gone as well, just a few scraps of cracking material between her and nudity, which of course was the least of this woman's problems. At least, what was left of her. Lara could see how many had been convinced not to risk the

Lara took her snapshots of this statue, and recorded her notes upon it. After all, the Americans would need convinced that it was once a real woman petrified. Lara took shots that proved the remaining detail of the statue was impossible for anyone to carve, such as her cracked hair, the rows of the few stone teeth not plucked out as souveniers, and the cracked thing remains of her clothing. It had been centuries since the shield had been disturbed, most travellers and those seeking the sheild seeing this statue and deciding it was not worth it.

 But Lara Croft was to be the first to set foot in the caverns in over 100 years when she found her way to the same entrance that Talim, Sophitia, and Cassandra had taken to their fates, and that the villagers had used to take the . Lara found six statues, and saw what she knew to be the shield. Confident she was not going to be disturbed, she decided to look at the statuary, and catalogue the truth of the shield. Their poses and details left no doubt to Lara these had once been real women, petrified by the deadly shield lying on the cavern floor. She took a few photos of the cavern and all six statues, speaking into a tape recorder.

"The six statues are all posed as if in combat. All of them have looks of fear in their faces. All are in remarkable condition, especially compared to the village statue, but like everything else in the cavern, somewhat damp."

She moved over to one, that looked like it had held the shield as well. Unlike the statue that now served as a roost for pigeons and a warning to others, this one was a younger woman who looked like she had looked into the shield directly. Lara took a photograph of the terrified expression of the statue, her face frozen into a scream for all time. Lara took close shots of the blank eyes, the teeth in her mouth, and the hair on her head. Every strand was alone, not just chiselled into marble. The two pigtails would have been impossible, Lara thought.

"The first statue seems to have been petrified picking up the shield, and making the mistake of looking at it. The effect of the shield appears to have petrified her clothing."

Lara looked down. The girl wore blades on her arms, and a small boob tube that was clearly cloth-thin stone. She was undamaged bar small cracks in her clothing and a small hole in her shorts that let one clealry see a stone leg below. A shot of that would cement it to anyone looking at these photos, but Lara was going to make sure. Her shorts were just as impossible. Lara also noticed that the cold air of the cavern had made her nipples slightly erect before petrification, and they poked gently from the boob tube. Lara rubbed them gently, just to confirm they were part of the statue. She took photos of this as well, then moved on.

The next two statues looked like they were staring in shock at where the sheild lay. Lara recalled that the villagers had found their pigeon roost/warning being stared at by both these women, and that meant the pigeon roost had probably petrified them and herself somehow. Both looked oriental. The first held a sword and wore a chinese-looking dress, which held a few cracks and had a small portion of the bottom broken away. Lara took photographs of her impossible details too, her hair and teeth. But the skirt she wore gave another impossible detail.

"The second and third statues appear to have been victims of the statue in the village. Information indicates the statue removed to the village once stood in the spot the second and third stand in. The second statue is an oriental-looking woman, possibly chinese or korean. However long she has been here, she probably travelled far."

Lara then took a snapshot, looking up her stone skirt. This may have been evidence, but it would look more like voyuerism if anyone were watching. Her underwear was as petrified as the rest of her, but undamaged

"The statue even has underwear petrified, a fact that throws into question any notion this is a hoax. Why would someone make such a detailed statue, requiring such effort that should be impossible, and leave them in this cavern?"

Lara carefully reached up to the panties, giving them a gentle prod at a mound between the stone legs, then moved on. Statue three was a japanese-looking woman in a very tight bodysuit. In fact, she looked like she would have been better off naked. Her breasts both stood out individually, her nipples poking out long and hard, one of them even poking through a hole in the stone fabric. She even had a prominent cameltoe, the crotch of her suit riding up. It left nothing to the imagination. Lara took shots of her too, noting also that her buttocks were like her breasts. It was almost like her naked rear was petrified rather than below a suit. Lara ran her hands over it, confirming the texture was not smooth skin, but cloth.

"The third statue appears Japanese, possibly a ninja. The texture of her suit alone is more detailed that possible to replicate in a carving or a machine-made statue," she said, omitting that it had felt too detailed as well

She moved to the fourth statue. It was another oriental woman, Korean if she was right. Four women who had travelled so far to become statues forever. This one wore very little, just a bra-like vest, long sideless skirt, and a headband. She was petrified with her spear, a look of shock on her face. Her pose left her underwear exposed clealry, and Lara documented the statue like the rest.

"The fourth statue is in a pose that is literally impossible. If anyone remains in doubt, this should eliminate it," she said, as she photographed between the legs of the statue. The underwear was tight around her petrified pelvis, though not like the ninja's suit.

The last two statues looked alike. One held a shield and sword. She stood with both at her side, a look of fear and resignment on her face. She had her mouth closed. Lara took a look. This one wore a shirt, what looked like the breaking-up remains of pantyhose, and a skirt.  Other than the pantyhose, she was undamaged, and a look up her skirt gave panties as well.

"The fifth statue appears European, possibly even a local. She is dressed in clothing that resembles that of a 16th century movement that believed in the old greek gods," Lara noted, taking her photos and feeling the statue a little. She then moved on, and noticed something else. Statue six and statue five looked very alike.

The sixth statue had a look of resignment. She simply seemed to stare at her fate, hands at her side. A rusting sword lay beside her, dropped when she submitted. She had no shield, and unlike the lookalike, this woman wore a more revealing shirt, and had larger breasts. Her nipples poked through as well, but the back of her skirt had cracked away. This exposed her underwear and her rear, the underwear cracked, but tightly around the stone buttocks.

"Statue six is similar to 5, possibly relatives. She is dressed in similar clothing, but looks more resigned, as if she surrendered and was petrified," Lara said, taking her photos, and rubbing the stone rear of the statue.

As she was preparing to cover the shield, she heard voices. She quickly scrambled behind some rocks facing the ninja and the other oriental figure. Lara watched as two women in the uniform of the Japanese Tekken Force approached, a so-called humanitarian group that was more or less a private army for the Mishima corporation.

"There. Six statues. Like we were told," one woman's voice said in Japanese.

"I don't see why they sent us down first," the other grumbled.

"I volunteered."

"What?! Why?!"

"To get away from those idiots. They're always flirting and feeling me up."

"Whatever. Where's this shield?" the complainer asked.

"There!" the volunteer asked. She pointed right at the shield and ran over.

"Um, be careful..."

"Relax, it's just a shield. You don't really think it'll turn you to stone, do you?" Volunteer asked, picking it up from behind. Complainer looked, and yelled as the shield came into view. Lara, and the Volunteer, watched in shock as the woman instantly turned to stone like the six others.

"What the?!" the volunteer yelled, letting go of the shield and making it roll away. She too stared at the shield for a brief, but deadly second. She too was instantly converted to stone. Lara quickly shut her eyes, hearing the shield roll away. She dared to open her eyes when she heard it clang to a halt, and was thankful to see it had landed face down once more. But it had claimed two more. Lara quickly snapped photographs of them and was about to move to get the shield and flee, when more voices approached...


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on August 12, 2008, 01:02:12 AM
Just wrapping this one up to move on to the Queen of the Stone Fist tournament then hopefully the round 4 stories. :)

Medusa Shield Part Three

In her hiding place, Lara could clearly see the two new statues, and hear the voices get closer. Soon, four other men she recognised as wearing Tekken Force uniforms approached.

"See? Told you they'd be dumb enough to look," said one who looked like he was in charge. He walked up to the two petrified Tekken Force females and quickly felt their petrified bodies. The other three joined in, but only Leader seemed to be feeling Complainer's petrified body. The rest seemed more intrested in Volunteer, probably because she had larger breasts. Eventually,Leader signaled the other three to sto

She  quickly cover the shield up.

"We're taking this back up  to meet the truck. You two wait here," the Leader instructed another two. He and another picked up the shield and carried it carefully towards the exit.

"How long until the truck is here anyway?" One of the two left behind asked.

"Ten minutes or so," Two replied.

The first to speak looked at the statues, especially the two women recently petrified.

"What about them?"

"Boss says we're to take back any statues we found too. Including them I suppose. But if you mean what happens to them, well, boss says he can turn things back as well."

"You believe him?"

"He's been right so far."

One and Two were both wandering, not really paying attention. Lara found it surprisingly easy to just sneak past them and follow Leader and Goon 3.

"So, these women, they've been here for centuries as statues?" One said, oblivious to Lara leaving the cavern.

"Supposed to be. Pretty good selection," Two commented, wandering over to Taki.

"How'd a Japanese woman get here anyway if she's been here for hundreds of years?"

"She looks like a ninja. A real one, not any anime stuff. My guess, she was after the shield too. Word must have travelled back then. Wonder why they stopped coming."

"Lucky they were all women I suppose. Boss wasn't too intrested in petrified guys."

"Yeah, I know, he told us to smash them," Two noted, feeling Taki's petrified breasts. Two then moved away.

"We're wasting time with both of us down here right now. I'll go see if the truck is here."

One nodded, as Two left. He took a look at the six older statues and the two newer ones. Well, the older ones, they were wanted undamaged and clean. The two new ones... They'd been dumb enough to get themselves petrified...

"Hey, trucks are here. We're to get the statues away now. Shield's loaded," Two shouted. They first took Taki, both of them carefully carrying her up to the two  trucks where the other two kept guard.

"How come we have to drag the statues out and they get to stay up here?" One moaned.

"Hey, means we get more time with them."

Lara watched as the two kept leaving and returning, taking a statue back up each time. She had about half an hour at the rate they moved the statues. Time enough to go get her bike and be following these trucks to wherever they went. She had a feeling that the shield in the hands of Mishima was not going to keep her "employers" happy.  By the time she did return, the trucks were just moving out along a coastal road. She thought driving up on the cliffs and staying a few hundred meters behind would be enough, but the trucks stopped and the four jumped out. Well, if they wanted to leave their nice safe trucks...

Leader was shocked to see One and Goon 3 smacked by the motorbike as Lara drove it off the cliff. She landed on Two, knocking all three out cold. Leader charged at her, only to get a kick in the face for his troubles. He collapsed in a heap, eyes rolling back in his head.

"So much for being a well training fighting force," Lara smirked at the four unconcious men. She picked her bike up, and went to the rear truck. She was surprised to find a gun in her face when she pulled the tarpaulin back.

"Good afternoon, Miss Croft. We had heard you were in the area. Heihachi-San regrets that he sent us in rather than approaching you or your friends, but you have so often refused to work with him on similar matters he felt uneasy about the notion. He was certain though if you were present, there could be trouble, which is why the other four of us stayed hidden," the Tekken Force trooper explained. A second man sitting further away had a gun, and two others appeared behind her.

"Well, Mr Mishima has not quite proven he appreciates art or culture. Every item he's dragged from a dig or a tomb he's sold at auction," she replied.

"Not this one. He was convinced of it's power before our two colleagues became evidence of how truly effective it is. But maybe you can help us verify it is authentic. You are an expert after all."

The two behind her knocked her out. When she awoke, she found herself naked with hands tied behind her back. Two of them stood in front of her with the shield. She knew what they planned to do.

"No!" she yelled in vain. The cover was taken aside.

 Lara Croft became a relic, a work of art like many she had found in tombs and ruins the world over. The shield was covered back up, and the cameraman walked over, fliming every inch of the statue created from the naked explorer.Impossible details, stone hairs on her head and teeth in her mouth. Her blank marble eyes staring in surprise at where the shield had been. he stone breasts, naked and with pebble-nipples jutting out. The forest of stone pubic hair between her legs.

"Well, no sense hanging around here forever. Put her in a truck and we'll get going. I doubt the boss plans on turning her back if he really can..." the Trooper from the truck ordered. The others, including four bruised and two petrified, were soon on the way out of the area, out of Greece, and heading back to Japan...


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: mash587 on August 12, 2008, 01:32:51 AM
Beautiful man!   ;D  Looks like Mishima's is truly gallery to envy now.

Though your next fic could have one to top even that.  Looking forward to it!


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on August 22, 2008, 01:47:25 PM
Okay, my plan for the next part  is that the main story follows Sakura looking for the card, while the "other" scenes are sort of a seperate story, with the losers from each fight getting petrified after their defeat. And here's the list of ladies in the tournament as a teaser of what is coming. :)

Round 1 of the actual tournament has 16 fights between 32 participants, 4 fights/4 statues a day in the story.  
Nina Williams (Tekken) vs Yuri Sakazaki (SNK)
Helena (DOA) vs Blue Mary (SNK)
Elena (Street Fighter) vs Chun Li (Street Fighter)
Kokoro (DOA) Vs Ai (Neo Geo)
Ling Xaiyou (Tekken) vs Hotaru Futaba (SNK)
Tina (DOA) vs Lei Fang (DOA)
Kaori Yanase (Variable Geo) vs Chiho Masuda (Variable Geo)
Pai Chan (Virtua FIghter) vs Aoi Umenokouji (Virtua Fighter)
Yuka Takeuchi (Variable Geo) vs Lili (Tekken)
Eileen (Virtua Fighter) vs B. Jenet (SNK)
Mai Shiranui (SNK) vs Anna Williams (Tekken)
Cammy (Street Fighter) vs Hitomi (DOA)
Christie (DOA) vs Karin (Street Fighter)
Athena (SNK) vs Kasumi (DOA)
Asuka Kazama (Tekken) vs Sakura Kisagano (Street Fighter)
Erina Goldsmith (Variable Geo) vs Julia Chang (Tekken)

If anyone wanted a certain character who is absent, tell me before monday and I can try and think up some excuse to get them petrified like late entrants needing to fight each other for the last few places :)


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: acbdefg on August 24, 2008, 12:29:41 AM
Okay, my plan for the next part  is that the main story follows Sakura looking for the card, while the "other" scenes are sort of a seperate story, with the losers from each fight getting petrified after their defeat. And here's the list of ladies in the tournament as a teaser of what is coming. :)

Round 1 of the actual tournament has 16 fights between 32 participants, 4 fights/4 statues a day in the story. 
Nina Williams (Tekken) vs Yuri Sakazaki (SNK)
Helena (DOA) vs Blue Mary (SNK)
Elena (Street Fighter) vs Chun Li (Street Fighter)
Kokoro (DOA) Vs Ai (Neo Geo)
Ling Xaiyou (Tekken) vs Hotaru Futaba (SNK)
Tina (DOA) vs Lei Fang (DOA)
Kaori Yanase (Variable Geo) vs Chiho Masuda (Variable Geo)
Pai Chan (Virtua FIghter) vs Aoi Umenokouji (Virtua Fighter)
Yuka Takeuchi (Variable Geo) vs Lili (Tekken)
Eileen (Virtua Fighter) vs B. Jenet (SNK)
Mai Shiranui (SNK) vs Anna Williams (Tekken)
Cammy (Street Fighter) vs Hitomi (DOA)
Christie (DOA) vs Karin (Street Fighter)
Athena (SNK) vs Kasumi (DOA)
Asuka Kazama (Tekken) vs Sakura Kisagano (Street Fighter)
Erina Goldsmith (Variable Geo) vs Julia Chang (Tekken)

If anyone wanted a certain character who is absent, tell me before monday and I can try and think up some excuse to get them petrified like late entrants needing to fight each other for the last few places :)


Great! Can you join the three female characters in the game Tales of Phantasia in the fight too? (Especially Mint)
Besides, for your main story, can you make adaptaions to the story that Sakura is looking for the Candy Card?
It was a great pity that only the desks and chairs get turned to candy but not the female students...
As for the Freeze Card, freeze Sakura as well!! :D

OK, these above are only my suggestions... You can ignore it...


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on August 24, 2008, 07:09:19 AM
Great! Can you join the three female characters in the game Tales of Phantasia in the fight too? (Especially Mint)
Besides, for your main story, can you make adaptaions to the story that Sakura is looking for the Candy Card?
It was a great pity that only the desks and chairs get turned to candy but not the female students...
As for the Freeze Card, freeze Sakura as well!! :D

OK, these above are only my suggestions... You can ignore it...
Well, since Tales of Phantasia isn't set on Earth and able to be placed in the same timeframe as the other characters, I'd need to cheat a little. Luckily there's always a certain little Imp that might help out here.

You've given me an idea for the round 5 voting though. Make Sakura's efforts to catch them a little more ASFRy and then have her using them later on in life...


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: Ryute on August 25, 2008, 09:37:11 AM
 :D love the idea of round 5, as the manner of fact that gives me some ideas o.O, also with help of certain "unknown" card you could use Dimension traveling ( like the imp ) to have sakura use the cards not only on the town but also on other series


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on August 26, 2008, 07:28:01 AM
The attachments on each part will be a shorter story detailing other things happening outside the main story. In this case, three ladies who don't particulalry fancy the idea of going into the tournament in the first place find themselves having to go in, and all because they're playing someone's game... Yeah, this is how I cheated. :)

Queen of the Stone Fist Part One

It had been nearly a month since the incident with the Stone Card, and Sakura had yet to find any trace of it. It hadn't even made the news anywhere, and Sakura had almost hoped to hear of mysterious mass petrification or disappearing women on the news if only to be able to catch the card. The only disappearance she had heard of was an archaeologist contact her father knew who had apparently disappeared in Greece. Few other cards had shown up either. With less time chasing magical cards, she at least had a little more time to put effort into homework.

"...The Mishima Corporation is once again sponsoring a martial arts tournament, with a twist. Previously, the corporation's tournaments have been open to all comers and all martial arts styles, with cash prizes and the title of king of the iron fist..." a news report on television was saying.

"Sakura, what's she talking about?" Kero asked as the reporter spoke. Sakura looked up from her homework.

"Oh, just some tournament. The Mishima Zaibatsu sponsors fighting tournaments every while," she explained.

"Mishima? I know that name from somewhere..."

"...this tournament has limited numbers of entrants in the main tournament and is open only to women. And the prize for the winner? The customary billion US Dollars and the title of Queen of the Stone Fist. The Zaibatsu has recently become a collector of fine art as well as a promoter of martial arts, and in recognition of combining the Zabatsu's oldest public role with it's newest, each participant will have a lifelike statue made in their image to commemorate their participation..."

"Stone Fist?!" Sakura realised.

"Ah, that's where I know the name! The Mishima Zaibatsu and some Western businessmen were searching all over the world in the fifties for magical artefacts," Kero said.

"What happened?"

"The Mishimas gave up the search and decided to focus on promoting martial arts with the money from their businesses, the Westerners founded some chemical company called Umbrella or something..."

"I mean did they ever find anything?" Sakura asked.

"Oh, no. But collecting fine art sounds like an excuse to me. Lots of people have claimed to be collecting art or artefacts when they're really collecting magical items," Kero continued.

"So Mishima has started to collect magical items again?"

"Probably. He might have even managed to get the stone card on his side if he has the right artefacts. When is he holding this tournament?"

"I don't know, the report's finished."

Kero looked at the screen, which was now covering a dog show.

"Damn!"



Eventually, Sakura finished her homework and looked it up on her computer.

"It's during the school holidays," she announced to Kero.

"Can you go?" Kero asked. Sakura panicked.

"What?! Um, there's a minimum entry age surely..."

"Well, it says there you just need permission from your parent or guardian if you need it and 16 is the minimum entry age. But I mean to watch and figure out how these lifelike statues will be made," Kero said.

"It says here they use a new machine the Mishima corporation made. It's a prototype that they plan to make smaller to sell souvenirs at holiday resorts," Sakura said.

"Yeah, right, a machine that magically makes statues..."

"Uh, no, it just scans the person and makes a little plastic figure. It says they've modified the prototype to carve the statues from marble and other materials. They'll be life sized and the ones from the machines for souvenirs are going to be little figurines," Sakura explained

"It still sounds fishy... This has the Stone card written all over it!" Kero proclaimed. Sakura sighed

"I'll try and figure out some way of going, but it's pretty far away."


Sakura spoke to Tomoyo about the matter the next day.

"If you can get your dad to let you go, we could go together and I can film you capturing the card!" Tomoyo quickly suggested.

"So long as you don't get yourself turned to stone this time..." Sakura said.

"I won't be turned to stone, though, because you'll capture the card before it knows what's happening."

"That's if the card is even involved. It's just the best lead we have on where it can be. "


The tournament was to be held in a week, and Sakura had managed to get permission for the trip. As the tournament was held over 8 days, they had to stay in a hotel for that amount of time. Sakura was thankful it wasn't just a day trip or that she needed to have Mirror take her place, for she seriously doubted if the card was there that it would be quick to capture.

"So what's the plan?" Kero asked.

"We're going to watch the fights, then try and follow the losers at the end. If there's a card being used we'll know." Sakura explained

"And then we come back later at night and capture the card!" Tomoyo said.

"Or try to."


The tournament was held in Osaka, near one of the Mishima Zaibatsu's largest factories and held in a sports complex owned by the company.  Apart from the main arena, a number of smaller buildings were closed off by Mishima secuirty men. The owner of the Zaibatsu also had his main residence here, a mansion about four times the size of Tomoyo's home. As Tomoyo noted, the Mishima corporoation's wide range of products and subsidaries were in a multi-trillion dollar range of markets from healthcare, computers, military weapons, oil and gas exploration, and electronic goods, while her mother's corporation only dealt with toys and similar products.

The first fight had apparently been a surprise to many that it occured so early, between two favourites for the tournament, Nina Williams and Yuri Sakazaki. Many also seemed surprised by how quickly Sakazaki had lost, barely even landing a blow on Nina before the Irish beauty had scored a victory by knock out

"Are they supposed to lose so quickly?" Sakura wondered.

"Quick losing means we find out where the card is quicker!" Kero pointed out from his hiding place in Sakura's bag.

The next fight bewteen a Frenchwoman named Helena and an American named Blue Mary was a longer affair, both westerners parrying the others attacks for a long time. Eventually, Helena was declared the winner on points after an hour of fighting.

"Points? How does that work?" Sakura wondered.

"It says here in the event programme that judges award points like for other sporting events. It's the same as that cheerleading competition you were in a while ago." Tomoyo explained

"So it's just four or five judges deciding who won?"

The next fight was fortunately faster, the Chinese Chun-Li soon overpowering Kenyan Elena. The programme had claimed they had met each other in other tournaments and were evenly matched in terms of results, but whoever won each fight between them had always utterly overpowered the other.

The last fight was between a woman named Kokoro and a slightly younger woman named Ai.

"Do none of these women have last names?" Kero asked.

"They just enter under any name. Some of them might have given false names too," Tomoyo pointed out

That fight eventually went Ai's way, but only after threatening to be another epic clash as had been seen between Helena and Mary.

"Alright, now we just watch where the losers are going..." Sakura said. The three other defeated contestants had been sitting in the sidelines, and were now following some tournament officials. Sakura and Tomoyo followed them as best as they could, eventually seeing the four women and the officals get in a limo and drive towards Heihachi's mansion.

"Oh, great," Sakura noted.

"Um, Sakura, they're only going in the car because it avoids the crowds. We can cut through this park," Tomoyo pointed out. Sure enough, even walking they made it to the mansion before the limo.

"Now we just wait here. If the card is being used, I'll know."

The limo entered the gates, and a few minutes later, Sakura sensed the card.

"I feel it too, the Stone is in there somewhere," Kero said.

"Okay then, we've got to come back later on tonight and Sakura can capture the card!" Tomoyo said.


It was after dark by the time they did return, and though they found the wall easy enough to get past, they discovered the mansion itself was like a maze. All they had to guide them to the card was Sakura's ability to sense the cards, and she did not exactly have pinpoint accuracy. Eventually, they did find statues. But not of the four women who had lost earlier.

There were dozens of sculptures in a large room, many of them of women. Most of them were by the walls, but in the centre of the room, six of them stood in a half-circle on pedestals around a nude woman crouching. The six in the circle had damage, cracks and chips out of their clothing and some skin, and looked like they were not recently made. The nude woman was crouched, and upon closer inspection, her hands were tied behind her back. Most statues had expressions of shock or fear on their stone faces, except one, which merely seemed resigned.

"Sakura, are these…" Tomoyo began

"Yes. I think these seven are real women. But it doesn't feel like the stone card did it somehow…"

"There are other magics in the world, Sakura. But we know for a fact the stone card is here somewhere!" Kero said.

"Well, we should find the contestants. That should show us the way." Tomoyo said. Sakura noted that she was filming all the statues on camera as well, despite Sakura having told her they were probably real women.

"Wait a second, Kero, that door over there," Sakura said, pointing at a red door at the end of the hall.

"Yes, I'm sensing something from there as well."

The three moved over, Tomoyo filming as Sakura prepared to open the door. She did so, and was greeted with four statues.

"It's them. And the card was behind it," Sakura said.

She went in, followed by the camera. All four women were posing like they were having a photograph taken, and all four seemed oblivious to what had happened to them. Sakura recognised the statue in the baggy pants and the tight top as Blue Mary, the woman who had fought for over an hour. A small tag tied to her hand announced this was the case.

The others were similarly petrified, their clothing as hard and rigid as their bodies. They had been totally petrified by the card. Each had the tag stating their name and where they had lost. It was noted also that this was to be carved into their pedestal.

"How does he expect to get away with this?" Tomoyo asked.

Sakura was thinking of some reply when she heard someone whistling. She turned around to see a flashlight's glow in the other room. Someone was coming!


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on August 27, 2008, 04:33:28 AM
Queen of the Stone Fist Part Two

They were in trouble. There was only one way out of this room, and the guard was already in the way. None of Sakura's cards could reliably hide them: His torch would see through a Shadow, and anything else would propably cause him to suspect something unusual and summon help. These weren't normal security guards, college students simply doing a job to pay for Manga or whatever, but trained soldiers from the tekken force.

"What do we do?" Tomoyo whispered.

"I'm not sure... Wait," Sakura had it. She knew a card that could help.

"Do you have an idea?"

"Yes. Kero, you hide somewhere, me and Tomoyo will just have to stay still..."

The guard went into the room with the four newest statues next, and was confused to see six shapes. He shone the torch on the two new ones, but they were statues too. He'd not seen them before. They weren't on pedestals and they seemed out of place. Two young girls. One wearing a coat and holding what looked like a camera, another dressed in a sort of bat costume and holding a stange staff. He walked over and inspected them. They were granite like he'd expected to see, and utterly motionless.

"Weird statues. Cute though," he commented, giving Sakura an experimental touch. Like he'd expected, cold granite. Satisfied, he left. The two statues breathed a sigh of relief.

"That was too close," Sakura said.

"He touched you! How did he not realise you weren't a real statue?" Tomoyo asked

"The Illusion made him want to see statues, and since Sakura held still, she didn't break his illusion, so she must have felt like a statue to him," Kero explained.

"The only reason that worked is because when he did touch me I was frozen stiff," Sakura muttered.

"Ah, so it wasn't all Illusion, you really were petrified!" Tomoyo smiled.

"Whatever. I think we should get out of here. And avoid any more guards."

"You know, if you had the Stone card captured, it could come in handy for situations just like this..." Kero noted.

"I don't plan to be in any situations like this after I catch this card."

"You never know where the rest are hiding though, Sakura," Tomoyo pointed out. Sakura sighed.

"You're right. But why did Clow Reed even make a card that turned things to stone?"

"It does more than that. It can make stone move and reshape. It's actually quite a useful card,"  Kero said.

"It might be useful but it's a complete pain right now. And I doubt the girls it petrified at that school would call it useful if they found out and I doubt these women would either."

"Best be careful what you say, the Stone doesn't like critics..."


In the hotel, the problem of what to do came up. Letting Mishima keep petrifying the women was obviously not something Sakura was ready to let happen, but at the same time, there could be a problem if the tournament was to be suddenly halted.

"If we could warn the contestants somehow...." Sakura sighed.

"But they won't believe you," Kero pointed out.

"Not without evidence. And we have evidence," Tomoyo said.

"We do?"

"Of course! Your camera!" Sakura realised. Tomoyo nodded.

"Yes. I filmed all the statues. It would be easy to take a few pictures out and print them. Then we show them to contestants."

"Alright! But then how do we capture the card assuming that means they start pulling out of the tournament?" Kero asked. Sakura sighed again.

"I don't think it would make them all pull out. A billion dollars is a lot of money, after all."

"Yeah. Some people would risk a lot more for a lot less money."

"Yes, and some of the contestants also desire to be seen as the greatest fighters on earth," Tomoyo added.

"Well, we should try anyway. Even a few is better than none, right?" Kero said.

"I suppose," Sakura agreed.

In the morning, they quickly made their way to the hotel where many contestants were staying, hoping to slip a few photos of the real statues in under the doors of some.

"We might not have thought this through. We have no idea who stays where…" Sakura realised.

"We could wait and hand the photos to one of them as they leave?" Kero suggested.

"But then we'd be revealing who we were and that we had been in with the statues," Tomoyo said.

"Well…" Sakura was thinking.

"Idea?" Kero asked.

"Maybe we could sneak in through air vents with the little and drop them in…"

"Um, Sakura, isn't that…" Tomoyo asked.

"Or we could drop them into mailboxes with illusion and make the receptionist think I'm still over here…"

"Sakura!" Tomoyo said again. Sakura looked at where she was pointing.

"Oh, one of the contestants. But we'd give ourselves away if…"

"No, Sakura, she's one of the ones we saw yesterday!"

"Fighting? I only remember the long one…"

"No, she lost."

Sakura realised that was correct. It was Yuri Sakazaki.

"But how…" Sakura began.

"Maybe they have doubles or something?" Tomoyo said.

"Kero, you were there. Those statues were real women, right?"

"Yeah. I sensed it, no doubt about it. That can't really be her," Kero confirmed.

"Either way I think we need to wait. We might give ourselves away if we try and warn any of them," Tomoyo said. Sakura agreed and they left.


The fights that day did not see any lengthy battles. The first fight between Ling Xaioyu, a Chinese student at one of Mishima's own schools, and Hotaru Futaba, a young Japanese martial artist. It had been an evenly paced match, but ended after the Chinese girl got the upper hand.

The next battle was between another Chinese woman, Lei Fang, and an American named Tina Armstrong. The American and Chinese women had faced each other in another tournament previously, Lei Fang winning then. This time, though, the American won.

The battle following was another clash of fighters who had met in another tournament. Kaori Yanase and Chiho Masuda had fought before.

"Uh, what was that tournament they were in?" Sakura asked as the fight began. The crowd seemed quite interested for some reason. Tomoyo explained, and the further along she got, the more embarrassed Sakura grew.

"They won't, um, if they lose here…"

"No, they've been reminded this isn't that tournament. The organisers of many tournaments dislike it in public because they regard it as a mockery of true martial arts." Tomoyo said.

"Oh. Phew."

In that time, Chiho had managed to win. Their conversation about the other tournament meant they missed the fight totally.

The next fight was the third case where fighters who had met would face each other. Pai Chan and Aoi Umenokouji, who had in fact last fought only a few weeks ago in another tournament.

"You'd think they'd avoid that," Sakura noted.

"Not really. They simply put all the names in a hat and drew them in order. It was just a coincidence the order came like this. Apart from yesterday these are the only three times where the fighters have a previous record against each other."

This fight was drawn out over fifteen minutes until a sudden attack from Aoi gave her the upper hand. Pai Chan was soon defeated.

"Okay. Now we'll go back into the mansion tonight and see what's there…"


Last night's trip meant they knew the way, and Sakura was careful to avoid guards. She had no plans to pose as a statue again. They quickly found the statues. Sure enough, the four from last night were still there and joined by the four new losers from the tournament.

"Tomoyo, what are you doing?" Sakura asked. Tomoyo was lingering near the statue of Lei Fang

"If these aren't real, the detail is amazing. This woman's skirt is so thin and there are even hem lines on her underwear."

"Oh," Sakura said. Then she realised.

"Tomoyo! You shouldn't be filiming that!"

"Why not? You didn't object when I filmed the nude ones."

Sakura sighed.

"Okay, but we're here to get proof of the statues being real women. Not hentai…"

It was then she spotted something at the other end of the statue hall of the six older statues in the semi-circle. An office. Tomoyo followed as she went over.

"There's a memory card here. Can we play it in your camera?" Sakura asked. Tomoyo looked.

"Yes, if it's a video file. Just let me swap it…"

Tomoyo shut off her camera, removed her own card, and inserted the new one. There was a video file present, and on the small screen, the two watched.

On the screen, the woman who now sat nude and petrified in the middle of the semi circle was staring at the camera in disgust. Her look changed to horror and a green glow caused the footage to turn snowy. When if had cleared, the woman was gone, and a stone statue of her was there. The camera began to look all over, studying the stone woman.

"Tomoyo, can you copy this file? It's what we'd need!" Sakura asked.

"I can put it onto the camera's own memory. It won’t take long."

Sakura kept watch as the file was copied. Tomoyo replaced the two cards, being sure not to mix them up.

"Okay, now let's sneak out," Kero said. They had made good progress when Sakura heard something by a door.

"What is it?" Tomoyo whispered.

"Voices in here," Sakura replied. It was some of Mishima's henchmen.

"They're talking about the statues I think. Tomoyo, if I have the illusion make you look like a statue to anyone, can you and Kero wait here? I think I can use The Little to sneak in and have a better listen."

"Okay, but be careful Sakura."

Sakura did as she planned. Tomoyo held still for a moment, so that Sakura saw her replaced with a statue of Tomoyo for that moment. As soon as she moved, she looked normal.

"Good luck Sakura, and be quick," Kero whispered. She nodded.


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on August 28, 2008, 04:36:26 AM
Queen of the Stone Fist Part Three

Sakura was soon looking out through a vent, into what looked like a staff lounge. Three Tekken Force guards were sitting playing cards.

"And that high kicking one in the dress... Damn. Doesn't leave much to the imagination at all," one said.

"Yeah, wish she'd done the same as the nudey one. Hell, boss should have made them all nude."

"You hear what he plans for the last four?" the first said.

"No. What?" the third asked.

"You know how they give medals, bronze, silver, platinum?"

"Yeah."

"Well, he plans to coat the semi-finalists who lose in bronze, the losing finalist in silver, and the winner in gold.

Sakura realised this might cause a problem. The stone card could be used to turn them back, but they would be trapped under the metal coating. Unless the metal could be removed, the last four would be statues forever if it got that far!

"Hey, how is the boss covering this up anyway?"

"Oh, he has his tricks…" the well-informed one smiled.

Sakura realised this must have meant the lookalike theory was correct. Or maybe some other magic artefact he had could make copies of people? Kero might know.


Outside, Tomoyo waited for Sakura to return.

"I don't like this…" Kero said.

"Sakura's only been gone a moment. She'll be fine," Tomoyo said.

"I mean us out here. Sakura's fine but there are guards roaming around here."

"I'm sure the Illusion will help us stay hidden."

"Maybe… Wait, do you hear something?"

There were indeed footsteps coming down the other end of the corridor.

"Kero, hide. I'll stand still.

Kero nodded and sped away to hide. She stood still, watching as the beam of a flashlight crept closer. Tomoyo held still, hoping she wouldn't look too out of place…

"Huh?" The Guard said. He had just saw a statue out here? He moved closer.

He looked. It was the statue from yesterday, the girl in the coat with the camera. Had the pose changed? And the girl in the bat costume was gone too.

"Aw, you're alone this time huh? Pity, your friend was a nice little statue," he said. He reached out and touched the camera she held. It was smooth, but felt like stone.

"Weird thing is no one else ever saw a statue like you. Just me."

Then he noticed something. She was wearing knee high socks. Yesterday she hadn't been wearing socks at all…

"Weird. Oh, you must be a different version of the statue yesterday. Strange no else saw that one," he said and left. Tomoyo held still for a few moments before breathing a sigh of relief. Kero then returned.

"You were pretty convincing as a statue, Tomoyo," Kero complimented. Just then, Sakura came back out and restored herself to normal size.

"Any problems?" Kero asked.

"Sort of. They plan to coat the last four in metal."

"Oh, that's not good."

"Why not?" Tomoyo asked.

"The Stone works on stone only. They'd turn back trapped inside metal and be stuck. They'd suffocate," Kero said.

"But wouldn't the metal be thin enough for them to just tear it away?"

"It's not worth the risk. Plus if their mouths are open that means their throats get filled with the metal too."

"That's horrible!" Tomoyo exclaimed.

"Yeah. That's why we need to stop Heihachi somehow."


In the hotel, she asked Kero about the possibility of a magic item making duplicates of people while Tomoyo was ordering room service.

"Well, there's the Mirror obviously, but you have that. There's a bunch of magic mirrors too but most of them are fake and the real ones don't make permanent copies," he explained.

"So what could he be doing?"

"Well, he might have look-alikes, and this might sound crazy, but maybe he has like a cloning machine?"

Sakura paused.

"Well, it makes sense. But the Mishima Zaibatsu wants money, and something that could make full clones could be used to make soldiers or something. Besides isn't that illegal?"

This time Kero paused.

"If he's really kidnapping women, turning them into statues and replacing them with clones do you think he cares if it's legal?"

"Um, probably not, no," Sakura conceded.

"I've ordered us dinner and Kero some dessert," Tomoyo said as she entered.

"When will it be here?" Kero asked, hoping that the sweets would be up soon.

"Soon, they'll send up the dessert too," she replied, to Kero's delight.

"I think tomorrow we need to catch the card. We'll follow the losers in and find where it's hiding then capture it," Sakura said.

Kero and Tomoyo however were both away in their own world as Kero was asking what the sweets that would soon arrive were.

"Um… Did either of you hear me?"


The next day, Sakura and Tomoyo watched the next fights.

"You seem a little worried, Sakura. Is something wrong?" Tomoyo asked.

"Just a weird dream I had last night."

"The usual one?" Kero asked

"No. This one was kind of on-topic if you understand," Sakura explained.

The first clash was between a Japanese woman, Yuka Takeuchi and a Monegasque girl named Emily "Lili" Rochefort. Unfortunately for the blonde from the European tax haven, Yuka's skills far outclassed her and she was quickly defeated.

Next, a Chinese girl called Eileen faced a British woman who claimed to be a pirate, calling herself Bonne Jenet.

"She doesn't look like a pirate," Sakura noted.

"No, but possibly it's just an act? A stage persona?" Tomoyo said.

The British woman, pirate or not, was eventually worn down by her slightly more nimble Chinese opponent.

The next clash was between Japanese fighter Mai Shiranui, a fan favourite for her somewhat revealing dress, and Anna Williams, sister of Nina and wearing slightly more than Mai was. Mai apparently underestimated Anna, getting herself soundly beaten to her shock, and the shock of much of the audience.

The final fight of the day saw a British woman named Cammy, rumoured to be a former agent of MI6, and a German girl. This soon turned to another long battle, that eventually awarded the win to Cammy on points.

"Alright, now we just follow them in and get the card," Sakura said.

"It might be best if I stay outside. The card might get spooked by me being around," Kero said.

"Okay. It's probably best if I use the Little and fly in small. Tomoyo, do you mind that?"

"If it means I can film you capturing the card, not at all."

They found a secluded spot, and were on their way quickly. Kero made his own way to hide in the hotel room.

"It's a pity we have to be so fast, you don't have time to change into a costume," Tomoyo sighed.

"Uh, yeah…" Sakura said, trying not to say how she preferred not to wear a silly costume when what she had on was fine.

She had a feeling Tomoyo probably didn't care much if she caught the card on camera wearing leggings, a skirt, and a pink hoodie or some random thing that Tomoyo thought would match the occasion. Something that looked like a gorgon or a cockatrice or something.

"There. Now we just fly in a window or something…" Sakura said as they neared the mansion. They were soon inside and following the four losers thorough the vents. The four were taken to a lounge, better decorated and larger than the staff room. There an official was explaining to the losers what was to happen.

"You'll each be taken in order to the scanner. There's no health risk from it, and the process has not caused any pain or other complications in over a hundred test subjects, but for safety reasons you will be observed during the scan. Please wait here while the scanner is charged for use," he said.

"Scanner?" Tomoyo asked.

"The cover story, a machine that scans the whole body and makes the statue. But they're using the stone card and petrifying the women for real."

A few moments later, while the women idly chatted, the official returned, the girl from Monaco was led away. Sakura and Tomoyo followed her to a room.

"I don't think there's a vent leading into the "Scanner" room," Sakura noted. There was one that led into the control room though. To Sakura's surprise, the control room really did have a scanning device in it. Maybe Kero's cloning idea wasn't so outlandish?

"Is that…" Tomoyo asked. Below the vent, a white-haired man stood. The room was darkened, but they could see him and a technician.

"Yes. That's Heihachi."

The woman, Lili, was asking a few questions about posing. She eventually decided to stand as if in the middle of a pirouette. Then Sakura felt the presence of the Stone Card. The room glowed green and the girl instantly turned to stone in front of their eyes. Even her Victorian-style dress was instantly petrified. A green woman hovered over the statue.

"That's the Stone?" Tomoyo asked, keeping her camera focused on the ghostly green snake-haired figure.

"Yeah. You didn't get a proper look last time, did you?"

Before Tomoyo replied, Sakura realised that the card was not looking at the petrified girl or the others on the opposite side of the mirror, but straight at her....


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on August 29, 2008, 04:00:08 AM

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First, sort of bad news. No attachment today, but rest assured there are petrifications. Since none of the fighters are getting statuefied and to add a little more of a cliffhanger to this part, the next part posted will be an interlude of the next 12 ladies becoming statues. I hope you enjoy the possible overload of statues!

Ah, who am I kidding, there's no such thing as too many statues! ;)


Queen of the Stone Fist Part Four

Sakura felt petrified already as she stared into the eyes of the card. She knew it knew she was there.

To her surprise, it ignored her and vanished away. After a few moments the petrified woman was removed from the room, and then shortly after, another woman entered. Sakura couldn't watch just now, the memory of her nightmare from last night still fresh.

But even closing her eyes didn't help. When she did she saw the terrified expressions of her friends, Tomoyo standing petrified and resigned, the statue she had knocked over falling downstairs, the six accusing and avenging statues, and the image of a statue of her mother shattering into splinters

Tomoyo noticed Sakura's discomfort.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Tomoyo, don't worry. Keep filming, we might need the evidence."

Sakura and Tomoyo, shrunken and hiding in the vents, watched (or tried not to watch) as two more defeated contestants entered as flesh and left as statues.

"Okay, I think they're done," Sakura said, watching the fourth statue removed and the three men below leave the darkened room.

"What will we do now?" Tomoyo asked.

"We're going to try and find the card again. We're going back outside."

Sakura and Tomoyo left the vents, restoring their size. Just in case, Sakura also had Illusion give them their protection of being seen as statues if they stood still

"Sakura, I have a question. When we stand still with illusion, why do they not notice us blinking or breathing?" Tomoyo asked.

"Oh, I asked Kero that myself. He says the card covers up little movements like that as well as things like touch and how we'd feel. They're minor enough for the person looking at us to ignore," Sakura explained second-hand.

"I see. Does it work with cameras?"

"Uh? Why?" Sakura was puzzled.

"If the illusion does work on a camera I'm holding I could want to see anything and film you looking like it!" Tomoyo said. Sakura again tried to not be too embarrassed or shocked at this…

The two wandered the corridors silently, Sakura trying to sense the card again. But for some reason she could sense it everywhere. Maybe the card really had seen her and was just playing a game now.

"Sakura?" Tomoyo whispered

"Yeah?"

"Do you mind if I ask about the nightmare you had this morning?"

Sakura hesitated. It hadn't been too pleasant to her, even if it was a change from her regular confusing dream, but she had been more worried by the fact Kero said her dreams might be prophetic. She hoped that her nightmare was somehow impossible.

As she had wondered this though, it meant Tomoyo thought she was unwilling to talk about it.

"I mean, it's okay, if you don't want to say it's fine. I just don't like to see you upset, Sakura."

"No, it's okay, maybe if I talk about it…" Sakura replied.

"Yes, sometimes telling someone about a nightmare eases it. You get the worry about it off your chest," Tomoyo replied.

"Okay. It can't hurt. I dreamt I was outside school, but it was night. All the lights were out across the city, houses, streetlights, even the stars. Only the moon was giving any light and everything was really spooky," Sakura began.

"You really hate situations like that, don't you, you keep imagining every sudden noise or weird thing is a ghost," Tomoyo said.

"Right. But then a light came on for a second in the gymnasium. I went there and I found our whole class petrified. Well, not the whole class, just the girls. You, Meilin, Chiharu, Rika, and Nonaka were all in the middle. Everyone else was around you in a semi-circle."

"Like the damaged statues around that woman we saw petrified in the video?" Tomoyo asked.

"Yeah. Everyone was petrified in uniform, looking really scared. Rika and the others were all kneeling and begging. They'd even had tears petrified on them."

"How horrible," Tomoyo said.

"But somehow the statue of you was worse. You were just standing there, head bowed like you were just accepting it somehow…" Sakura said and paused.

"Oh, I don't think I'd be accepting it. I'd be confident you would save me," Tomoyo said.

"Thanks. But after I saw your statue closely, I ran into the school, upstairs. The classrooms were filled with statues, girls sitting at desks, female teachers petrified. Now I think about it there wasn't a single boy in the school at all," she continued

"Do you know why?"

"Probably because I've only ever seen the Stone card turn women to stone," Sakura reasoned.

"What happened then?"

"Well, I got scared again and I ran, but I wasn't looking where I was going. I ran into someone who was petrified and knocked her down the stairs. She smashed apart as she fell. That was really horrible."

"I can imagine. But at least when petrified you can't think or feel," Tomoyo noted from experience. Sakura decided not to tell her a magic user could.

"I just sat there in shock looking at the rubble. Then when I blinked I was surrounded by angry-looking statues. They said I'd murdered her. I ran away and I knocked a couple of them over too. I didn't look back in the dream. I ran out of the building and then I saw a statue on the playing fields. I walked over and it was…" Sakura halted. Tomoyo grew concerned.

"If you don't want to finish, it's okay…"

"No, I'm okay. It's just this part was what I was most scared of. That might sound weird after the part after it but…"

"Did it involve your mother?" Tomoyo asked. Sakura was surprised.

"Yeah. It did. The statue was her. It made me feel safe and it was reassuring, but when I touched it, it began to splinter and shatter. Then the six statues surrounded me again and they accused me. I couldn't escape and they came closer. They touched me and slowly turned me to stone, and made me fly into the air. I woke up after I was nearly finishing being petrified and the last thing I saw was me falling towards the ground…" Sakura said, lying on the true ending. She didn't want to freak Tomoyo out with the part about being conscious and shattered. Even if she really did find the image of her mother becoming just a pile of rubble more frightening.

"I can see why you were so distracted…" Tomoyo said. Sakura hoped that wouldn't cause her to have nightmares of her own. Then she heard something.

"Someone's coming!"

Sakura quickly looked around and had Tomoyo hide in a room. When they were inside they both remembered what they had meant to do.

"Oh, we could have just stood still there. Sorry, Tomoyo…" Sakura said sheepishly. The footsteps approached.

"Sakura, I think they might be coming in here…" Tomoyo realised. Sakura listened. She was right.

"I just hope they don't stay too long…" Sakura said, and stood still. Across from her, Tomoyo was already looking petrified. Sakura saw the image of the resigned, petrified Tomoyo again and tried to shake it off somehow. It was hard to keep looking at Tomoyo, but she had to…

"Huh? Statues?" the first man to enter said. Sakura recognised this room now. It was where the men yesterday had been playing cards. Only two men had entered.

"Weird. They don't usually store them here. Hey, do you reckon these might be our mystery phantom statues?" the second said.

"Nah, I just think he needs to lay off the night shift. But this is kind of weird. A girl in a raincoat, and a girl in a hooded top and shorts holding a bat? Weird art," the first said, and to Sakura's shock, leaned on her head!

"So when will your friend show up with the others?" he asked. The second man seemed to be a little worried.

"Should you be leaning on the statue? Anyway, she's not wearing shorts, they're leggings. Look, she has a skirt on too."

"I don't care. They're still pretty short."

"Yeah, well, leaning on her's not too clever, what if you knock her over?"

"Sheesh, man, you make it sound like it's a girl petrified like the fighters. But it's just a statue."

Sakura was both glad Illusion worked and also terrified at the fact it did. She tried not to sigh with relief when he stopped leaning on her. She'd hold it for when she could move.

Unfortunately, the man and the two others showed up to play cards. Sakura and Tomoyo had to hold very still for what seemed like hours. Sakura was sure she was starting to wobble, but thankfully, the men finished eventually and left. Both girls, without anyone to see them in the empty room, collapsed in tired relief.

"I thought they would never leave!" Tomoyo sighed.

"Yeah. And that idiot leaned on me! I nearly jumped up and ran away," Sakura said.

"Well, let's go find the card then," Tomoyo said, holding up her camera.

"Wait, are your batteries okay?" Sakura asked.

"Oh, yes. While we were standing I found if I moved really slowly no one noticed and I turned it off. It was pointing at you so we might see if it does work with cameras!"

Sakura once more tried to struggle with embarrassment at this.

The girls left, and Sakura could now sense the card clearly. It was in a room a few corridors away.

"This is it," she said when she reached a door.

"The card is here?" Tomoyo asked

"I think so. Be careful. If there's any sign of trouble or if I'm in trouble… I want you to run," Sakura said.

"But Sakura, if you were in trouble, I couldn't just leave you behind. You'd never leave me behind."

"Please, Tomoyo? Promise me?"

"I can't promise I will, but I promise I'll try," Tomoyo said. Sakura accepted that.

Inside, the room had a number of glass cases. They were things like vases, relics, gemstones and other items. It was like a museum of sorts. Sakura realised these might be Heihachi's magical artefacts collection.

"Don't touch anything," Sakura whispered. She tried to locate the card. A black door.

"There's a note on the door," Tomoyo noted. Sakura read it.

"Items stored here are dangerous. Exercise caution vowing or handling these items," she said.

"That sounds like the stone card to me…"

"Me too," Sakura said, confidently. She opened the door, a little more cautiously.

The room was full of items locked in tough-looking cases around the edges of the room, warning that they could cause serious injury if misused. But there was a single item in the centre of the room with a black cloth draped over it. It had a prominent warning on it. It simply stated this item risked petrifying anyone who looked at it and that the cloth should not be removed.

"Alright. I just take the cloth off and seal the card," Sakura whispered.

"Sakura, why is the shape so round?" Tomoyo whispered as Sakura reached out. She never got a reply as the cloth slid aside.

It was not a card. It was a shield. Tomoyo and Sakura both yelled out in surprise when they saw the medusa head upon it glow green. For Tomoyo, the effect was instant, turning her to stone. Sakura however was a magic user, and not so lucky.  She could only stare as she felt herself begin to slowly turn to stone, her own magic trying to fight the effect. She did not realise it, but she was the first person in history to get such a detailed and lengthy look at this shield. What she did realise was as a magic user, she would still be looking. And what she feared was, since it was not a clow card, that she might be looking at the shield for a very long time...



Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on August 30, 2008, 08:03:04 PM
Queen of the Stone Fist Interlude
First Round, Part Four
The next morning after Sakura's somewhat failed attempt to seal the card and end Heihachi's new gallery, the tournament carried on. No one noticed the two missing members of the audience who had been present over the previous three days as the first of the day's fights between a British woman named Christie and a rich Japanese student, Karin Kanzuki.

Unfortunately for the younger Japanese girl, Christie showed no restraint or mercy and quickly seemed certain of victory. But her easy time in the first few moments of the fight meant she had her guard down, not thinking Karin a serious threat. It was as much a shock to Christie as it was to the crowd when Karin's high kick knocked her out. Even the victorious young woman seemed a little stunned to have managed to scrape through with a win, despite her usual arrogance.

Another Japanese student was in the next battle, Athena Asamiya, fought against a fellow Japanese entrant, a shinobi called Kasumi. In this case, the immediate dominance by Kasumi was not undermined by arrogance, and Kasumi won without Athena ever landing a blow.

The next battle was again all-Japanese, and both were students. Asuka Kazama and Sakura Kasugano had a more even battle than the previous two clashes, but it was the latter who earned the victory, but only just.

The final fight of the day was between a Native American and a Japanese-born American, Osaka-born Erina Goldsmith facing archaeology student Julia Chang. It turned into another long, drawn out battle that eventually fell to the judges, awarding Erina the win on a slim margin that may have been slightly assisted by her bunny costume.

The four who won entered the second round, where whoever had won in the respective battles of  parts one and two of round one would face the victors of the same battle from round three or four, meaning that for instance the winner of the first battle of the tournament, Nina Williams, would face the winner of the first battle of part three, Yuka Takeuchi.  The four who lost were taken to Heihachi's mansion to be "scanned" to create their statue.

Christie

The British woman seemed to still be angered at the nature of her loss. It did not bode very well for the statue, the female official thought.

"If you'd like to come this way, miss…"

"To get it over with. What to I need to know?" Christie snapped.

"Well, you're free to go and change if you wish, the pose is all your choice, and there is a technician observing the scanning process in case."

"Fine," came the haughty reply.

Christie simply walked in, held her arms across her chest and scowled.

"Um, miss, if you would like to pose…" the technician said.

"I am posing!" she snapped. The technician shrugged. Fair enough.

The card went to work, locking her angry pout into place.

"What a bitch," the official said.

"A sore loser, yes," Heihachi noted.

Athena Asamiya

Upon recovery from the KO, Athena had first realised she had been defeated. Unlike Christie, she took this graciously and asked what happened next. The male official who yesterday had been explaining to the future statues what was to happen was on hand.

"Well, later, you will be taken to the mansion, and scanned."

"Oh, do I get to change my clothes?" she asked.

"Yes, you can if you wish."

In fact, when she returned, she had changed her hairstyle as well. She had fought in a pair of shorts and a crop top, with her hair tied back in a ponytail, but she returned with it flowing long and wearing a dress with a pleated skirt down to her knees. When she was nearing the scanner, she asked about the pose, to get the standard reply.

"So, the technician, where is he?"

"Behind the mirror," the female official told her.

She entered the scanner, and cheekily turned around, lifted up the back of her skirt and stuck her tongue out.

"I…Is that your pose, miss?" the technician said in surprise. She nodded.

The card did the rest, locking her statue into a permanently flashing item of cheeky art.

"Well, glad to see we've got someone not PMSing," the official commented.

"Indeed. She makes up for the mood the other one had a hundred times. And she's quite a delightful little statue in the bargain," Hehachi noted.

"Permission to call you a pervert, sir?" the female official joked.

"If you want to go in there and become a statue yourself you may…" he joked back.

Asuka Kazama

Asuka was the cousin of Heihachi's grandson Jin. Heihachi had no idea, or for that matter, any interest in knowing, what relation that made her to him. What he did know was that she had lost and would soon be petrified. She had initially seemed to be a little depressed at loss as well, but she lightened up when the scanner was near.

"I can't think of a pose," she sheepishly admitted.

"Well, why not just stand in a fighting stance?" the technician suggested. She nodded and decided to do so. The card locked her in place, her shorts and halter top becoming stone just like she did.

"Shame she lacks imagination, but a decent result," Heihachi commented.

Julia Chang

Julia had asked the usual questions, and when she entered, the technician and heihachi were puzzled. She had sat down, cross-legged, and had begun to meditate. She didn't seem to care it was easy to see up her short skirt.

"Miss, is this the pose you wish? Your, uh, underwear is rather prominent…"

She sighed, and to their surprise, stripped down to her bra and panties.

"Now it's less prominent, yes?"

"Well, technically…"

"Then this is fine."

No one objected, especially not the card. Naked, in their underwear or fully clothed, it would turn any fighter totally to stone when they said that was their final pose.

"I wonder if we could have got another nude had we pressed further…" Heihachi pondered.

"Okay, sir, really, I may have to walk in there now," the female official said, continuing the earlier joke.

"I'm only letting you in if you can beat her and the one who flashed at us," the technician said. The official declined.

Second Round, Part One
Sixteen had already been eliminated from the tournament, and now eight more would be eliminated and made into statues over the next two days. None of the remaining sixteen knew how literally they would be made into statues.

Nina and Yuka would be the first to face off, and once more, Nina made it look almost easy to defeat her opponent, despite the fact that Yuka was by no means a poor fighter. No one had been too confident about either fighter, but whoever Nina faced next would surely know they were in trouble.

Helena and Eileen fought next, and it became another long struggle, but just before time ran out and it looked like the judges would again have to decide, Helena landed the winning blow on Eileen.

Anna Williams and Chun Li disappointed anyone hoping for a quick fight after the lengthy battle before. When one seemed about to win, the other managed to counter and turn the tables. Eventually it was Chun Li who could not turn the fight around after nearly forty minutes and was defeated.

Ai and Cammy had both had long clashes in their previous matches, but to the dismay of those seeking another long battle and glee of those hoping for it to move quickly, the rapid but fairly even fight went to Cammy.

Yuka Takeuchi

The male official was back, a little annoyed to have missed yesterday. Yuka was quick to ask questions, and to his disappointment, petrified in the common pose of a fighting stance.

"Damn, not one of them is going to be fun like yesterday," the technician noted.

"More's the pity," the male official sighed. He'd seen the two statues, Athena and Julia. He would give anything to have been there…

"It's sufficient. Surpassed by some but better than others," Heihachi noted.

Eileen

The young Chinese fighter decided to pose whilst making a kick. The official felt his rage at missing yesterday treble when he realised had she worn a skirt instead of jeans and a red top, her underwear would have been in plain sight as well.



Chun Li

Chun Li wore her blue qipao to the scanner, and the official silently hoped she would do some sort of kick. Then he realised, her pantyhose might ruin that kick. Damn

"So I can choose my pose?"

"Yes," the official replied, trying not to sound too glum.

"Excellent," she grinned. She entered, and stood on one leg, holding the other almost straight up and grabbing her ankle. Her crotch was almost in full view, the front panel of her dress riding out of the way.

"Can it handle this?" she smirked

"Oh yes. The statues made are supported carefully after completion and when they're put on display they'll be suitably reinforced," the technician explained.

The card began when she confirmed her pose. She was locked into place as if doing the splits on an invisible wall.

"Does she make up for your dissapointment?" Heihachi asked the official

"Somewhat," he confessed.


Ai

"I can change clothes? Oh. If I'd known I'd have..." She began, but paused.

"Did you want to change?" the official said. He was sure she wanted to go and put jeans on instead of her skirt.

"Well, yeah. I kind of wanted the statue to, uh, be in a swimsuit."

The official tried not to sound too pleased

"You're free to go and get changed, miss."

"Well, I kind of want to be quick though," she said, and he felt his heart sink.

"Wait a second," she said, and to his shock, took her dress off.

"Will the scanner make my underwear look kind of like a swimsuit?" she asked. The official nodded.

"Okay, good. That saves time."

She dropped off her extra clothes and entered.

"Hey, there's a technician back there, right?"

"Yes," he replied. She was walking in like that? This was the best job ever.

"Will I look like I'm wearing a swimsuit when the statue is made?"

"I should imagine so," he said. She seemed to pause.

"Well, just in case, you don't happen to have a beach ball or something, do you? Just to make sure?"

One was duly found. She sat on it, and smiled like the scanner was a camera. Ball, Ai, and Underwear pretending to be Swimwear became stone.

"Problem solved for you?"

"Yes, sir!" the official said gleefully.

Second Round, Part Two
Ling Xaioyu and Karin were the first fighters of the day, and many expected Karin to still be suffering from the near-mauling Christie had given her in the previous match only a day before. However, the confidence of Karin that she didn't need extra time to recover was proven right when she pulled off a surprisingly rapid win. Karin later admitted she was doubly motivated having learned if she won and Sakura Kasugano won her match, the two would face each other. Their rivalry was noted in the match programs.

Tina Armstrong and Kasumi seemed to make up for the shorter fight before with a twenty minute long fight that mostly seemed to consist of the two blocking an attack then getting an attack blocked, like a game of rock paper scissors where each player picked the same moves as the others every round. Even when Tina managed to get scissors to Kasumi's paper, the Shinobi soon got paper to rock. In the end, Tina made the fateful slipups, letting Kasumi land a quick succession of hits that she never recovered from.

Karin's earlier hopes to face Kasugano in the next round seemed to be coming to fruition when Chiho Masuda seemed to be unable to block Sakura's attacks. However, Chiho slowly turned the fight around until she walked into the next round.

The final clash between Erina Goldsmith and Aoi Umenokouji was long, but only because the latter was able to block the attacks of Erina but not be able to capitalise and counter-attack. But when Aoi stopped blocking and tried to take a counter-attack, she landed a blow, only for Erina to seem to shrug it off and sneak past Aoi's defences. Erina soon became the last to enter the last eight.

Ling Xiaoyu

Like Athena a few days before, Ling had asked her questions soon after the end of the fight, and had changed her clothing. She turned up in her school uniform.

"So, how detailed does the scan go?" she asked.

"Well, it will scan up your skirt and the statue will be made accordingly if that's what you mean," the female official said.

"Just asking, helps answer what pose I need," the girl smiled. She entered, and then did a handstand, scissoring her legs to the front and back.

"Just showing off a little," she smiled. She was wearing bloomers, of course, but she still was showing more than just a little.

"Very well, miss," the technician said.

As usual, the card didn't really care. The bloomers that were now in plain sight instead of requiring one to look up her petrified skirt became stone, as did the skirt that would have covered them, the panties they covered, and the girl wearing them.

"Playful girl, and a nice statue," Heihachi noted.

Tina Armstrong

Tina Armstrong was noted for changing her life's goal at many turns. Supermodel, actress, rock star, but for today, she had a single goal. She wanted to imitate a famous statue. She'd asked all her questions early too, overhearing Ling ask just before her fight was to begin. She'd planned ahead, and as an American, one statue had stood out in her mind.

"What's in the bag?" the female official asked, as Tina carried a small case with her.

"Props for the scanner. I'm going to try and have the statue look like a famous one."

"Lady Liberty?" the official asked, guessing that was what an American would pick.

"We're that predictable, huh?" Tina smiled.

"No, but Americans are famously patriotic. What better statue to copy than one that everyone knows is American?"

"Her dress sense might need some updating, but she's a famous lady," Tina said. She put on the "props", as she had called them, and entered the scanner, striking the famous pose.

"Can someone fix the tablet on the statue when it's finished?" she asked. The real Statue of Liberty was not holding onto the blank rectangle of wood that Tina held.

"We will. And maybe we can see about having the pedestal match the real statue."

Tina thanked the technician, then was petrified. She became a near-perfect stone copy of lady liberty, with a few changes such as expression, more obvious breasts, and hairstyle, but close enough to still see it as Tina looking like Lady Liberty

"Americans, eh? Still, good imagination to think of copying a real statue," Heihachi said.

"Will we really give her the right pedestal?" the official asked.

"Why not?"

Sakura Kasugano

Sakura didn't even know her namesake existed, and there didn't know the fate of her namesake either, nor did she know what her namesake had been trying to save her from. Kinomoto however had also not known of the girl who she shared given names with before she had made her fateful choice to seal the Stone card once and for all. Only Heihachi knew of the slight irony that he was petrifying a second Sakura.

She wore her sailor fuku to the scanner, and struck a pose of victory despite her loss, punching the air and pretending to be shouting in joy at winning. The card petrified her in that pose, her skirt still billowing a little.

"Glad to see she's happy," the official said.

"Yes. A wonderful end result. A nice change also from the fighting stances," Heihachi said.

Aoi Umenokouji

The last statue to be made for the day was a little less energetic or imaginative than the previous three. She entered with a long-sleeved kimono, and struck her pose, a fighting stance.

"Back to the mundane," Heihachi said.

He was almost bored of fighting stances now. He didn't even watch as she was petrified, looking instead at the last eight. Anna and Nina Williams, Helena and Cammy, Karin and Chiho, Kasumi and Erina. He honestly had no guesses as to how those clashes would end. He also had no guesses as to what poses they'd strike. But he looked forward to finding out. It had been an eventful and profitable tournament so far.

Those eight victorious women moved on to the next round, unaware of what was truly happening to the losers, and also unaware that three days before, one person outside the Mishima corporation had learned what she believed was the complete truth. But being just as petrified as the twenty-four defeated contestants so far, she wasn't in any position to argue.




Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on September 01, 2008, 06:00:50 AM
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Second last part I think, and the last attachment since the last part is going to be longer than the rest I think. Anyone who might be worried about the "truth" behind the statues here is advised to read the attachment here, and maybe share some of Sakura's doubt too. Oh, and read the final part when I have it ready tomorrow as well.

Queen of the Stone Fist Part Five

Sakura knew what she had to do. She knew she had to try and calm down to fight the petrification that was spreading up her legs slowly, turning everything below the line numb. But she was not in any position to calm down. Fear of failing to fight back, fear of what would happen then, fear of what would happen to Tomoyo, and the memory of how this had happened in her nightmare. She could move everything above her waist, she realised, but she was locked in place. Her legs just wouldn't move. She looked down and saw the wave was already up past her socks and shoes, spreading for her knees.

She struggled not to scream, but the fear was overwhelming. She kept suppressing the yells to whimpers and sobs, but she knew this was hopeless. The wave was past her knees and creeping ever higher. No matter how hard she tried to fight it, it kept on creeping up. Soon, everything below her waist was stone and her leggings and skirt petrified as well. It kept moving, now faster as Sakura was losing hope. It wasn't long until her arms were stone and the wave was now moving up her neck.

Unable to feel anything but her head now, Sakura wanted to scream. But her head wasn't moving. She couldn't move her lips or blink, or even move her eyes. They were locked staring at the shield. The wave moved in over her eyes and then it was done. She was petrified totally. And now she could feel her body once more. It was as she had feared. She'd know what would happen next, because she was still awake.

It seemed like a lifetime before Sakura saw the door at the other end of the room open. Heihachi strode in, smiling. He covered the shield up once more, then moved in front of Sakura. She wanted to run, but of course, this was not possible.

"Hmm, what a pretty little statue my intruder has become. Some unusual garb for a statue, but still a cute item," he said.

"Sakura," Heihachi then said. Sakura would have flinched if she could. He knew her name!

"...You may be wondering what has truly been going on here. Allow me to explain."

As he spoke, the stone card appeared and hovered between Sakura and Heihachi.

"First, you may ask any questions you like. The Stone will be your voice. Simply think the question and she will ask. But you will only speak when spoken to, young lady. After all, you have trespassed in my home many times and I have every right to have you and your friend, Miss Daidoji , restored and arrested. I have no doubt your friends mother would put up a robust legal defence in your aid, but as you are aware, my companies make more profit in one week than hers has made in the last year. We'd crush her company, ruin her, and ruin your friend. You don't want that at all, do you?"

"No," the Stone card repeated her thoughts.

Heihachi moved out of her sight. The Stone let her see what Heihachi was doing through it’s eyes. He was now standing in front of Tomoyo

"What is our guest thinking?" Heihachi asked the card.

"She wishes you to leave her friend alone," the card reported.

"Yes. She's a pretty little statue too. Tomoyo Daidoji, daughter of Sonomi Daidoji, president of Daidoji Toys. Quite a rich girl. Probably very used to her lifestyle. But her mother's money and love couldn't protect her from any legal action I'd take. After all, I earned more money when I opened the door and walked across the room than Daidoji Toys earned this quarter."

He walked back in front of Sakura.

"I said I would explain what has been happening here, and I shall. I have long been interested in various mythology and legends, especially concerning artefacts of power. I had heard of the Clow cards some time ago, and that they were rumoured to be concealed somewhere in Japan. But the legends also stated that only certain people could open the book and harness the power of the cards. It seemed futile to try."

"Then I heard a report that a member of the Li clan had arrived in Japan. They were linked with the Clow cards too, the family for generations having regarded it as their inheritance, training the eldest sons to become masters of the cards at some point. I presumed the cards had been released and tried to have some people track the boy, but his family became aware of my spying upon him. They hold much influence in Hong Kong, a major business market of mine. I did not wish to risk them using that influence to harm me, so I agreed to cease watching him."

"Instead, I began to watch for the cards. Since watching you would easily be mistaken by your friend's family as me watching him, I couldn't simply observe you. Instead I waited to hear reports of cases that sounded similar to the cards happening away from your area. Then I heard of a strange and interesting case. A woman in a museum nearby had apparently turned to stone in front of a co-worker. It was later found the co-worker had mixed cleaning agents and was hallucinating as a result, and the girl was fine."

"The truth there was he did see her petrified. The Stone simply entered an agreement with me at the same time. He did see it, and so did the police officers who entered. But the card restored her, and with a little bribery, all present agreed to the cover story I devised. Meanwhile, I had entered an agreement with the card. It desired to have a master in truth, but it did not deem anyone worthy at the moment. It would aid me in what I sought, if I could bring you or your friend Li here to attempt to capture it. "

"In return, the card told me of this shield's location and has offered to modify it. I don't want the power it holds, far from it. I want to debunk the myth of this dangerous item by making it safe and putting it in full view. I arranged the tournament, hoping the premise would make you think in terms of the card. And before I finish, you may now ask some questions."

"What about the woman petrified in the video?" The Stone asked on Sakura's behalf.

"Simple. She was an actress, and the video you stole was merely a realistic looking digital effects test. Something made by some amateur film-makers among my staff. I had given them permission to use some equipment of mine to conduct their hobby."

"How have you replaced the petrified women?"

"In a way, I haven't. Yes, I turned each of them to stone, but the machine I developed is real. I didn't use it though, as the card could more quickly and without the need for extra materials, copy the statues nearly instantaneously.  After no more than five minutes, the women were restored and walked out. I replaced their petrified forms with mere replicas," Heihachi said. For some reason, Sakura felt this was a lie.

"She does not believe that," the card betrayed her thoughts.

"She is free to think what she wishes. She can deny as many truths as she likes but they will remain the truth."

"What will happen to us?" Sakura asked through the card.

"Oh, that was the last part of my little explanation. You can walk away, restored to flesh along with your friend by the card. Well, I say walk, but I mean await a police car arriving and taking you into custody for trespassing and stealing. You'd not be statues any longer, but I would prosecute you both. I'm sure Tomoyo's mother would bankrupt her company trying to fight the charges and buy the best legal team she can get, but I can outbid any lawyer, not to mention buy any court. The alternative is you will wait until the end of the tournament and be restored to face the card. If you win, you are free and so is Tomoyo. The card is yours, and you will not hear from me again. If you lose, you will both be kept petrified forever. "

Sakura knew that truly, she didn't have a choice here. The card knew this, and Heihachi must have known also. But they both waited on the reply from the petrified Cardcaptor.

"She will wait," the card reported. Heihachi smiled.

"Excellent. For the moment, you and Miss Daidoji may either wait here, or be guests in a VIP box overlooking the arena to watch the last days of the tournament. Even petrified I trust you will find it comfortable. I will even arrange it so you can watch the petrification and restoration of the next four through CCTV cameras, though when the card is working, the cameras do blank out. All you will see is a woman, a white flash, then a statue. Then the reverse. Oh, and the four tonight, they were a different matter. Your presence watching wasn't un-noticed, so we had to improvise. They were taken back and restored soon after you left. "

Sakura watched the next rounds unseen by anyone but Heihachi and his staff. None commented on the unusual statues now decorating his VIP box, but they privately wondered why both faced the arena below. Sakura wondered that too. She had been reassured Tomoyo had no idea what had happened to her, and would have no idea when restored. If restored.

Sakura indeed did watch each respective fight, and then each petrification. As warned, the camera did turn white when the card petrified the women and restored them. Each time, a woman walked out unpetrified, and a statue copy was presumably made. But some nagging feeling that Heihachi was tricking her remained in Sakura's mind.

The hotel staff had been told only to take dessert up to the room each evening, Heihachi successfully distracting Kero by having the staff fail to care they had taken up desserts four or five times each night and simply left them there. It had been by order of the owner of the hotel, after all, and they did not bother questioning it. The owner did not question Heihachi's request either, the tournament had brought him many other guests, and Mishima was also a close friend of the owner, or so the hotelier thought.

Sakura waited, and the last two days of the tournament came around. Nina and Anna Williams faced each other at last, the two sisters resuming their rivalry with a fight that was the most vicious so far seen. It went to Nina though, the no-holds barred sibling rivalry ending with Anna unconscious.

Helena and Cammy clashed, and once more a long fight was feared. However, on this occasion, the victory was swift. Cammy was the one apparently to be defeated, but she countered. This made the audience worry about the length of the fight, but Sakura had of course grown used to waiting over the past few days. She felt almost disappointed when Cammy's fight back had her victorious.

The semi-finalist to face Nina would either be Karin or Chiho. Sakura of course was unaware Karin had a rivalry with her namesake and had decided that since Chiho had defeated the other Sakura, she would root for Karin in this fight. It was a poor choice, for Karin was defeated quickly.

The final of the four semi-finalists to face Cammy was to be decided. Kasumi and Erina Goldsmith fought the final of the day's matches, and this too was a swift battle, but by no means easy for the winner. Though only a few moments in length, the advantage swung between both until was Kasumi who defeated her opponent.

Sakura watched the petrifications that night, as Anna, Helena, Karin, and Erina joined the twenty-eight other defeated women in having "replicas" made. Sakura's worry there was some deceit remained, and she watched the video as closely as she could for some hint as to what it could be. 


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on September 02, 2008, 12:11:23 AM

Queen of the Stone Fist Part Six

It was the final day of the tournament. When it was over, Sakura had her chance to capture the Stone card once and for all. If she won she'd have the card and freedom. If she lost, she and Tomoyo would be statues forever.

Standing in Heihachi's VIP box looking out at the arena below, she watched the two semi-finals in the morning. Nina and Chiho were to fight the best two out of three, a time limit of fifteen minutes, with victory by knockout or a ring out, marked by a rectangular white square about twenty meters by twenty in the middle of the arena. The first fight was well within that limit, Chiho managing to force Nina over the line.

Nina fought back in the next round, Chiho not trying a ringout twice. Nina managed to have her opponent think a knockout was coming, and retaliated with blows that scored her a win by ringout.

The final round was swift, Nina moving with speed to throw Chiho out of the ring and throw herself into the final.

Kasumi and Cammy gave the audience longer rounds. The first was an almost traditional pendulum, the advantage swinging back and forth. The judges gave Kasumi  that round.

The second was another long battle, but Cammy lost when she rolled to dodge an attack and rolled off the edge of the line. Kasumi had reached the final through the judges scores, and an error from her opponent.

Unlike before, the two defeated were taken to the scanner right away during the break before the final later that day. Heihachi was the last to leave the VIP box, and he moved Sakura to look at the CCTV link.

"Just the petrification. We're coating the copies in silver later. You're free to watch if you can beat the card," Heihachi told her.

Chiho

The female official was surprised to learn that having lost, Chiho had changed from cold and calculating to someone pleasant.

"I'm actually kind of excited at the idea of becoming a statue," she said.

"You won't actually be a statue," the official lied.

"You know what I mean. Modelling for one, even if it's just a copy of me."

The official couldn't help but smile at the irony of the words the girl was saying.

"Oh, do I have to wear what I have now or can I change?" came one of the common questions over the tournament. The official wondered if it was the last time or if others wanted to change their clothing.

"You can change, yes."

"Can I pose for a nude?" the girl smiled. The official nodded.

"If you want to be a nude, remove your clothes here before we enter the scanner," the official told her. She did so, stripping off her clothing quickly. Once naked, she entered.

"Another nude, eh? Nice," the technician said.

"So, what now?" Chiho asked. The technician keyed his microphone to speak to her.

"Simply pick a pose and the scan will take place."

She nodded, and stood, legs together, angling her body slightly with her arms covering herself up. The card did the rest, and the girl became a nude statue covering herself up.

"She'll look great coated in bronze," the technician said. Heihachi agreed.

Cammy

Cammy had simply asked the common questions, what pose, how long did it take, and did she have the option to change. As it happened, she didn't change, and simply walked in, and posed holding her left arm under her breasts and her right straight by her side in her blue bodysuit. It became the same shade of grey as the rest of the women petrified so far.

"Almost a shame, she's the third last," the official said.

"We can repeat the tournament of course, but we'll have to use the scanner for real next time. Still, it was successful enough," Heihachi said.



The final was to take place an hour later. When it was over, the winner would be given her award privately before later that night being given a more glamorous presentation of the prize, where her victorious statue would be revealed standing above the arena. But first, either Kasumi or Nina had to win. The final followed the same rules as the semi-finals, except that any third round had no time limit at all

Kasumi and Nina both tried to use speed to force the other out of the ring at first. When this failed, they attempted to fight the other out. The two kept blocking, parrying, and counter-attacking until time was out. Nina took that first round.

Nina tried speed again, but Kasumi held firm. She eventually kicked Nina out of the ring to draw level.

The last round had all to play for, and neither held back. It seemed set to go for a long time, until both made moves to kick. Kasumi missed. Nina did not. Kasumi was knocked out by the blow, and Nina was the winner of the fight and the tournament.

Kasumi would be scanned while Nina was awarded the prize in private. Heihachi would meet her in the room with the other defeated statues except for those who had lost today. Kasumi would be "scanned" shortly before and taken with Chiho and Cammy's statues to be prepared to be coated in metal.

Kasumi

"Is the pose my choice?" She asked. The official was getting bored of that question. Luckily, it was the last time.

"Yes. You may change clothes if you wish or even enter the scanner naked should you desire," the official said, to try and save some time.

"What?"

Kasumi didn't get a reply to that, so she entered the scanner. She struck a fighting pose, making the technician sigh at the return of something so common, but the card of course did not care.

Elsewhere in the mansion, Nina was getting her prize. It was her turn to be "scanned" next. It was a simple enough affair, though she was oblivious to the few moments she was turned to stone. She was then invited to inspect the copy before it was to be gold-coated.

The stone copy of Nina stood in a victorious pose, hands on hips and with the faintest hint of a smile on her face. Sakura knew because she had watched the card make it in the room full of the statues. Two officials pretended to have been there as if they had just carted the copy in from another room.

As soon as Nina was allowed in, Sakura saw the card hover over her. But instead of turning her to stone, the card seemed to go into her. Heihachi stood behind as the officials left. Nina stood like in a trance, and Sakura felt herself returning to life slowly.

"Well, miss Kinomoto. It's time for you to try and defeat the card," Heihachi said, and left. There was a click as he locked the door. Then Nina sprung into life as well.

Sakura quickly used Jump to dodge the possessed Nina's kick.

"How am I supposed to win this?!" Sakura asked. The card and Nina did not respond, simply attacking again and forcing her to dodge.

Sakura tried something other than dodging, having mirror copy her. The two jumped around the room, trying to confuse Nina and the card. But Sakura hadn't counted on the Stone being able to spot another card when it saw one. The real Sakura only just missed having her head taken off by a diving kick and ran away. She ran behind the copy of Nina and screamed when a kick smashed the stone statue above the waist, but she ran out. Then she saw Nina pause. The card was repairing the statue.

"The card wants the statue intact…" she realised.

It was her chance. While it finished, she readied herself to seal it. It turned and charged in Nina's body, but Sakura finished just as she got close. Nina's charge turned into a collapse at Sakura's feet. The card floated in the air. Sakura took it and heard the door open. Heihachi was standing there, applauding.

"Very good. You may want to turn your friend back and leave now…" he said. Sakura wasted no time in doing just that.


"I don't remember being turned to stone," Tomoyo said. Sakura sighed.

"You won't have been conscious. Anyway, we should just be glad it's done with. If I hadn't sealed the card…"

Sakura had first ensured the card had made the shield harmless. The card told her this was the case, and Sakura even saw with her own eyes that merely looking at it no longer petrified her. Then the card helped put Nina back in place. She and the Mishima workers carried on as if nothing had happened. Heihachi had made it plain to Sakura she and Tomoyo were to do the exact same.

"I wonder why Kero never wondered where we were…" Sakura wondered as they entered the hotel room. The answer was in the shape of trolleys full of empty pudding and one sleeping Guardian beast who had clearly eaten quite a lot.

Meanwhile, Heihachi had unveiled the gold coated statue of Nina in place over the Arena and was now inspecting the hall with the other thirty-one statues. The silver statue of Kasumi stood at the top of the room, with the two bronze-coated statues to her left and right starting the row of fifteen down each side.

"Quite a collection here," Heihachi heard behind him. He smiled.

"Ah yes. I had a feeling this sort of thing would attract more interest from you than the three guests you sent."

"That Cardcaptor girl had no clue, didn't she?" the Imp grinned.

"Whatever do you mean?" came the false innocence from Heihachi.

"She was thinking you were cloning the girls or using lookalikes and turning the real ones to stone. But she bought your lie like it was on sale."

"Ah yes, the copies. It wasn't a total lie. There were merely two scanner rooms. The copy was created in the second, and there it was revived. Clow Reed made a powerful card of that one. It satisfied her. Only Nina is a copy. And of course, the five other copies I had made. The guests you sent, and my two intruders."

"Where are those copies?" the Imp asked.

"You know already."

"Yes, but I want to see your new toy the card made for you. You pass by it to get there."

Heihachi agreed, leading the Imp to the "harmless" Medusa shield, which he picked up, and then to a locked room. Inside, there were five statues. A copy of the petrified Sakura stood in the middle, with an altered pose. Instead of fear, she stood as if ready to capture a card. The other four statues, Tomoyo, Arche, Suzu and Mint, stood as they had been.

"Yes, she was even lied to about leaving in a way. A copy of her remains. Completely inanimate, but I couldn't let the true winner leave without leaving a statue."

"Nina was gold. What will she be?" the Imp asked. Heihachi answered by raising the shield. A silvery beam covered the stone statue and changed it to metal.

"Platinum. Very nice."

"Yes. The card did well too. It gave me a shield that is harmless unless I desire. I can convert anything to any material with it and a thought. I can even make one copy of it that I can restore to life. Then any other copies are inanimate unless the now living copy is caught. But you know this."

"I do, but it's such an interesting story. Tell me, Mister Mishima… Have you thought of helping me with a game, now you have such a wonderful shield?"

"Of course. If I can keep the originals," Heihachi smiled.

"Then I'll get to it right away. I'll contact you when I have my plan," the Imp said, and vanished.

Heihachi looked at the platinum copy of Sakura one last time, and left. The true Queen of the Stone Fist had her monument, and she also had her convenient lies to keep her quiet. A profitable tournament indeed. And more to come, he hoped.


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: sickpetrifyer on September 02, 2008, 12:54:11 AM

A fitting end to a great story
I love the way u 'cheated' bringing the imp into play lolx

oh well continuation on story part 5?


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: mash587 on September 02, 2008, 01:37:56 AM
How I wish I could visit that gallery for real.  Heihachi, you're a true hero to statuephiles now!

Oh, and of course you are too Bigin!  Well, you already were, just moreso now...


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: Ice_Fiend on September 02, 2008, 02:40:39 PM
 ??? So wait.....he made copies of the tournament girls? As in copy STATUES or copy CLONES that were TURNED into statues? The discription really confused me.... :-[

But anyway, awsome story! Can't wait for more to come!


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on September 02, 2008, 03:09:11 PM
Actually, it's real ones turned to statues that are copied then turned into clones. :)

Basically, the original woman was petrified, and the card made a copy. The copy was idendical and restored to be the "real" woman and went on oblivious that the "original" woman was now a statue. As far as they're concerned nothing changed, and more or less nothing did because the stone copy brought to life is completely identical as far as anyone would tell. But the statues aren't just copies, they're the "real" women, except for Nina and the five statues in the smaller room.


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: acbdefg on September 06, 2008, 02:51:12 AM
Aha, glad to see the three TOP girls got petrified...
But what happened to them? Just standing there and petrified?
I personally want some more details of their petrifaction.
Since it's completed, I know that's impossbile... :'(
Anyway, it's a very good work! Hope you carry on!


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on September 06, 2008, 07:34:42 AM
It's in the first attachment on part one.  :)


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: acbdefg on September 06, 2008, 08:37:19 AM
There were dozens of sculptures in a large room, many of them of women. Most of them were by the walls, but in the centre of the room, six of them stood in a half-circle on pedestals around a nude woman crouching. The six in the circle had damage, cracks and chips out of their clothing and some skin, and looked like they were not recently made. The nude woman was crouched, and upon closer inspection, her hands were tied behind her back. Most statues had expressions of shock or fear on their stone faces, except one, which merely seemed resigned.
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You mean here...? ???


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: bigin23 on September 06, 2008, 08:52:06 AM
At the very bottom of this post (http://www.medusaproject.ueuo.com/foro/index.php?topic=496.msg3692#msg3692) there's a text attachment (http://www.medusaproject.ueuo.com/foro/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=496.0;attach=183) that should open in notepad


Title: Re: ASFR Stories Round 3!
Post by: acbdefg on September 06, 2008, 09:34:06 AM
Oh yeah, I found it...
(Er... I thought it was the .txt of the passage above)
Great job for me!
Sorry for disturbing you...