On Wed, 7 Aug 1996, D.MYERS 9305575 wrote:
A Girls Challenge
by David Myers
I liked it. Some real cute Takahashi-style slapstick humour, and great
ideas. Keep it up; You'd better write the next part soon.
Two gripes, though:
Disclaimer Jeeze amost forgot this. Characters owned by we all know who,
I know I'm a lazy bastard and I'll probably get sued but shit I'm going
to extreme lengths to avoid this so I might as well say it. Characters
owned by Rumiko Takahashi, author, creator, genius, euthentic whako!
Published by Viz comics and viz video. This is a non profit story and was
written purely because I didn't have anything better to do at the time.
There you are Disclaimed can't sue me Nyaaaaaaaaa ** Author Sticks
Tongue out at world***
Again, I'd like to remind everybody that *Disclaimers* *Don't* *Make*
*Copyright* *Infringements* *Legal*!
You can put these disclaimers on as much as you like, but the copyright
owners can *still* sue you. The disclaimers are there to show that we
*respect* the original creators and mean no harm.
Anyway, Takahashi Rumiko won't sue you, because
a) She doesn't know you exist.
b) Even if she did, she doesn't know about this fanfic.
c) Even if she did, she wouldn't, since you're not hurting anything, and
it's kinda flattering actually.
Just don't delude yourself that what you're doing is legal.
Ranma(moves over threateningly in front of Miyaka): I 'aint concedin to
nuthin. I just 'aint gunna compete in no beauty pageant. I gotta draw
the line somewhere.
Ranma's grammar (or rather lack of it), here, seems a little exaggerated.
He is known to slur his words from lazyness, but he doesn't use wrong
grammar like this.
Ranma: That girl Miyaka said that Akane, Ukyou and the others had already
accepted the challenge.
Soun starts crying buckets.
Soun: My little girl.
Kasumi: Oh my I better get the mop.
For a second I thought the mop was for wiping up the remains of Akane
after the match. :)
Sebastian
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