[h2][color=f49ac2][b]CORINNE SHOURICHI ENTERS THE BATTLEFIELD! A PILLAR OF HUMANITY TAKES OFF FOR THE SKIES![/b][/color][/h2]
[i][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Bzg7UoF7lQ]a hot pink bubblegum crisis[/url][/i]

Corinne Shourichi unzipped the front of her suit on her way to the hangar. For her to achieve total victory, her heart and bosom would need to swell with as much energy and zeal as the human body could muster. The tight confines of a suit would only restrict her angry chest!

Such restrictions were beyond her.

That was why, in case the Irish personnel wouldn't do it, she'd made sure to have her regular flight crew disable the usual amount of her safety limiters long before they had even left the moon! She had gambled on most of the Irish being unimaginative fops, and unfortunately, she had been proven right when she strode into the hangar and saw the stares she attracted. No doubt they were admiring the ornate craftsmanship on the metal butterfly she was now wearing, the steely finish of the mask strong and sure for a certainty, but clearly paling in comparison to her tungsten backbone and her alkaline spirit. What was the deal with these famine-stricken grease monkeys? They were humans, not spuds! They would return to their potato dirt if they did not organize! [color=f49ac2][i]Galvanize![/i][/color]

[color=f49ac2]"My new flight crew!" [/color]she proclaimed loudly, climbing up to the cockpit and cupping one hand around her mouth to be heard over the sudden roar of activity. [color=f49ac2]"It is I, Saint Padraig come again! There are snakes in your skies, good Gaels, and so they have called me to serve you! In return, serve me faithfully until your last day under this blue sky that God gave us to rule, and I will return with victory in my hand and Jameson for all! I have loved you all from the moment my eyes laid on you! [i]Éire go Brách[/i], my motherfuckers! My fellow motherfuckers!"[/color]

The crowd of micks stared up at her adoringly. Beaming with all the radiance of Marianne, good goddess of humanity and liberty, Corinne Shourichi sealed herself in the R-Blade cockpit, chest heaving with glee at the animated contest of life and happiness to come.

[color=f49ac2]"Corinne Shourichi, R-Blade! Shourichi Special coming up, sinfully sweet and served with love! Follow me, UTX, and we shall never walk in darkness, but forever in the light!"[/color]

[right][color=f49ac2][i]never, no never, they'll never lock you in
never, no never, you'll never let them win! 
go ahead, young man, face towards the sun!
run, man, while you can
run, man, run, man, run![/i][/color][/right]

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"Declan?"

"Aye Keith?"

"You thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Was that crazy broad the real pilot, or did we let a schizo sneak into the base?"

The other mechanic took a long, hissing breath; the air whistled through the gap in his front teeth.

"Shit, lad," he admitted, "I didn't think to check."