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In the opening parade of Princesses, Minako wants in - and for it, promptly gets hit by the logo... XD
Minako Aino is comparable to Tomo, if you've ever watched Azumanga Daioh. Unlike Tomo, there will be jokes about how many lost loves she has, the difference between love and idol worship, (Minako: "It's a kind of love, right?"), and her trouble with the police (and just what it might be exactly... XD)
In an Anime sense, the first season opening and ending would be "Soramimi Cake" and "Raspberry Heaven", while the second season would be "Super Affection" and "Motteke! Sailor Fuku". And if that doesn't tell you the tone for this, I don't know what would.... XD
Logo is modified from Azumanga Daioh's.
Background is origami paper.
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Sailor Moon and its characters are copyright Naoko Takeuchi.
Azumanga Daioh is copyright Kiyohiko Azuma.
In the opening parade of Princesses, Minako wants in - and for it, promptly gets hit by the logo... XD
Minako Aino is comparable to Tomo, if you've ever watched Azumanga Daioh. Unlike Tomo, there will be jokes about how many lost loves she has, the difference between love and idol worship, (Minako: "It's a kind of love, right?"), and her trouble with the police (and just what it might be exactly... XD)
In an Anime sense, the first season opening and ending would be "Soramimi Cake" and "Raspberry Heaven", while the second season would be "Super Affection" and "Motteke! Sailor Fuku". And if that doesn't tell you the tone for this, I don't know what would.... XD
Logo is modified from Azumanga Daioh's.
Background is origami paper.
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Sailor Moon and its characters are copyright Naoko Takeuchi.
Azumanga Daioh is copyright Kiyohiko Azuma.
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Tea for you! Take a sip we're at a party.
The bells toll! Was it real, or did my ears play one more trick I hear her, say, its true, too true, to say, that I love you
clocks, tick-tock/it's broken but right twice a day but/have no fear, your time will come for you.
Why is time so slow to flee, in my wakeful moments/my longing heart is holding on-to see that spe-cial-some-one
In my dreams/ I see her under the moon-light, moonlight sleeping.
Lu la lu The girl of my eternal summer/does a dance, in my deep sleep and wishful thinking
Dull and bored/I page through our sweetest memories to/wait and see, if the golden bells toll sooner.
I hear-the-sweet-bells to escape and hold my tender someone/when that happy moment happens, good-bye-sad-ness.
I wake up to find/ and understand-that, my-ears, were, playing tricks-on-me.
Wonderland! Where my love is always welcome.
Fairyland! Know that You're my deepest pleasure.
I love you! Don't you know that- don't forget it - with fluffy-things and sweet cakes on top.
Cake for you! A slice with you just can't be bitter.
Tea for you! Take a sip we're at a party.
The bells toll! Was it real, or did my ears play one more trick I hear her, say, its true, too true, to say, that I love you