On Wed, 12 Jan 2000, Jed M Bidwell wrote:
Why am I bothering with a disclaimer? Who actually reads them,
anyway? ^_^
1) Because it's a tip of the hat to the creator of the characters.
2) Me. As well as others. (I'll admit that I forget to add them in
sometimes to my own stuff, but it's never intentional).
//A fibroid tumor,\\ Ranma thought, remembering the diagnosis from
Akane's last visit to her gynecologist. //It's probably nothing, she said.
It's benign, not cancer. She'll be fine.\\
Why the /\ marks? You could easily show thought without them. In fact,
later you don't.
"Hey, Akane," Ranma said as he shut the bedroom door behind him.
God forgive him, but he had no other choice!
Meaning he's already decided what to do. I haven't decided what I think
of that yet.
"C'mon, Akane, say somethin'! Call me an insensitive jerk, anything,
just talk to me!"
"Why?" It was her one question, the one asked by countless others
facing such traumas. Why her? Why did it have to be her?
Tramas, or trama? Plural or singular? Did you mean to say 'these sorts
of traumas', or 'this particular type of trauma'?
sun beamed its heavenly glow onto the ground below, sliers of light glinting
sliers = slithers or slices or shafts (unless sliers is a word I don't
know?)
"I still have my concerns," Nodoka said, "but if you truly feel this
strongly over the matter, than we shall help in any way we can. Won't we,
husband?"
"Yes, dear," Genma grumbled, clearly less than thrilled over the
prospect of his son giving birth.
Though I realize that Genma's favored role in fanfic is the devil's
advocate, I honestly think you have the roles reverse here. With Nodoka's
longstanding quest for a manly son, she ought to show more reluctance,
while Genma, because this is a way to salvage the marrage situation, would
be more likely the one to embrace the plan.
Q What if the doctors find out about Ranma's curse?
A They won't.
Actually, that brings up another question. How's Ranma going to prevent
himself from turning into a male for 9 months?
Q Why are you ripping off Thy Outward Part?
A I'm not trying to rip off Richard Lawson's works. I enjoy his fics,
and while I'm hoping to attain his dramatic skill, I am *not* trying to rip
any of his works. (Yes, the thought that someone would think this actually
crossed my mind.)
I think Gary's response to the 'Spreading Wings' author summed it up best.
I really hope this doesn't become another 'fashion trend' on the ffml,
with people continually apologizing for plagerism before any accusation is
made. Though it does happen occasionally, it's not that often, and my own
fear is that if too many people start acting like it's commonplace, some
moron will start his own witch hunt.
Q You ARE going to throw in some good ol' Ranma humor, right?
A Most definitely. ^_-
Good. ^_^
If anyone would like to help me out on this, I'd be most grateful. I
need info on medical procedures, setting up a false identification, and
other little things.
Need info on setting up a false id? Just for your fic? Suuuuure you do.
^_^
The medical proceedures might be necessary since I'm surethere are a few
people acquainted with how such a thing is done, but why would you need
the detailed info on false id? Why not just have the obscure references
to Nabiki meeting with a few people and making some phone calls for a few
days, then say "I've done it."
If you really do need it, I have heard of one way to do this. However,
I'm reluctant to give it because it has to do with a gap in US laws (and
it's in Japan that the fic happens), it's morbid (not something you'd want
to put in a fic like this), and it's not something that people should be
doing anyway(and the loophole has been fixed since then anyway, but you
and I know that some silly fool would try it out and get in trouble).
What sorts of other little things do you need to know, anyway?
-Natsume Ranma Ranma
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The sardines weren't worth the trouble. A few more shots, then
Ryoga-san would overheat and explode. Ducking around a corner,
I managed to lose him as I entered the ramshackle residence of
my Anime supplier.
One look at his face and I knew that I had been betrayed. "Tell me,"
I insisted. He refused, so I slammed him against the wall.
"Last chance. Where can Ranma-Ranma find good fanfics?"
"Try Jason Liao," he whispered, before he slumped to the floor.
I heard the sounds of a door splintering as I left through the
window, one step ahead of Tendo Heavy Industries...