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On Sat, 14 Sep 1996, Mike W. Loader wrote:

   Yes, it's called the Nameless Sequel. Beeeeeeedah. Since I have only a
vague idea of where I'm going with these things, names are hard to come up
with. Besides, most of the good ones have already been taken. ;)
   This won't make much sense if you haven't read The Varaiyah Cycle. Good
thing I posted the Cycle all this week, huh? :)
   Enjoy. C&C is very, very, very much requested.

I liked this story a lot.... I'll comment more later on.

(Lights come on upon a empty stage. A gong sounds, and an 
assortment of people troops in.)

Ranma and Ryoga: The threatened cloud has passed away,

[...]

All: And merry dance.

(They glare at each other, bow to the audience, and stalk off.)

Hm... what's this from?  Just curious.

EPISODE 1 - A Suitable Case For Treatment

(Flashback to the end of Nameless 8)

Hm... should this be "Varaiyah" now?

Hasigawa: Good. You've been making quite a bit of progress, Miss 
Kuonji. Hopefully we won't see anything like the Incident With The 
Poodles again. How did that turn out, by the way?

Ukyo: The judge let me off with a warning, and I had to pay for the 
damaged chainsaw and garden hose.

Hehe...

Ukyo: (shaking her head) The man needs help, Doctor. I hope you 
can give it to him. (her expression turns curious) By the way, 
Doctor....which country were you born in? Switzerland? Germany? 
Austria?

Hasigawa: (puzzled) In Japan, of course.

Ukyo: Then where were you raised?

Hasigawa: Osaka.

Ukyo: But your accent....

Hasigawa: Oh, that. That's from my mother.

Ukyo: Where was she from?

Hasigawa: Hokkaido.

Ukyo: Never mind.

HAHAHA! This was one of the funniest jokes... I loved this.

[...]

Ranma: (morosely) That's right, rub it in...

Nabiki: (cheerfully) Don't take it so hard, Ranma. I lose all the 
time at games like that, with one or two exceptions...

Actually, I think Ranma's taking this pretty well, all considering.

Akane: (scoldingly) You can't still think it's Felix, can you? That 
kawaii little kitty? She wouldn't hurt a fly!

What planet is Akane living on?  Felix is the monster terror of DOOOOOOOM!

Nabiki: Perhaps P-chan is really Ryoga with a Jusenkyo curse. 
Heck, that's it! Ranma probably knocked him in, which is why 
Ryoga wants to kill him, and Ranma is keeping quiet about it 
because he feels guilty.

(Silence. Ranma looks at Nabiki in horror, while Akane, her eyes 
unreadable, stares at her sister.)

Ranma: Um....er, I can explain...

(Suddenly Nabiki and Akane break into peals of hysterical 
laughter.)

Akane: (giggling) Good one, oneechan. Ryoga P-chan...(she starts 
laughing again)

Nabiki: (wiping her eyes) And some people say I don't have a sense 
of humor.

Ranma: (relieved) Uh, yeah. Haha! That was really, um, funny. Um.

Nabiki: (winking at him) Glad you enjoyed it so much.

Oh, my!

Ranma: Kasumi, *chew* your cooking's great and all, but this is 
like the 23rd day in a row that you've *swallow* made some kind 
of pig for dinner.

Maybe "some kind of pork" ?  I dunno.  However, Kasumi seems a little
fixated, still.  I guess this is just foreshadowing, though.

Ryoga's Voice: (from a distance) Chaos Butterfly Weather Point!

(The sky, previously clear, suddenly fills with dark storm clouds. 
A huge funnel cloud forms over the bar, and bolts of lightning 
blast down upon the hapless structure.)

It looks like Ryoga's been practicing.  Maybe it's just some attack I've
never heard of before, though.  I hope we get to see how he learns this if
it's the former.

Rancher 1: (spitting profoundly) Them aliens again.

Rancher 2: Third time this month.

Rancher 1: They took five of my sheep last time. Almost fergot to 
pay, too.

Rancher 2: Was that Um-Gonxyt and his boys?

Rancher 1: Naw, it was Tfghxyyyt from the cloud nebula.

Rancher 2: (spitting) I don't do business with them cloud nebula 
folks. Almost as bad as Californians.

Ryoga: (blinking) Whoops. Need to learn a bit of control.

Local 1: (blackened and pinned under a timber) Ah'll say...

I hope to see these aliens in some future, if you don't mind...

Tape: (<> indicates Chinese) <Good afternoon, class. Here is your 
lesson for today. "I would like to buy a basket of fruit."> "Me 
want fruit basket." <"I'm afraid I don't know."> "Not know that" 
<Please fondle my...>

Ah ha!  So that's why...

Kodachi: Memorize the entire text of _The Tale of Genji_ by 
tonight. Or else.

Servant: (turning pale) Yes, Mistress Kuno.

(He scurries off.)

Kodachi: He will, too. You just have to learn how to motivate 
people. We'll have you speaking flawless Japanese before the week is out!

HAHAHAHAHA!  I can't wait to see Kodachi use these methods on Shampoo...

(Scene changes to the Great Hall in Varaiyah. Tsung, looking lordly 
and disinterested, is sitting on the ornate throne. Suddenly, a 
disembodied tinkling, as if many small bells were ringing, echos 
through the hall. The courtiers and servants look around 
fearfully.)

Servant: What is that noise? A spirit? A demon?

(Tsung removes a cell phone from his robes and snaps it open. The 
hall gives a sign of relief.)

Tsung: You have reached His Dread Potentness, the Warlord of 
Varaiyah. Who has the privilege of speaking with Us?

Phone: (hesitantly) Hi...you probably don't remember, but you held 
me prisoner and threatened me with torture unless I became your 
concubine a few weeks back...anyway, what are you doing next 
Saturday?

Coool...

Sorry.  Couldn't find too much to complain about.  Basically, WRITE WRITE
WRITE and I'll (probably) be happy.

bryan k ogawa  <bkogawa@primenet.com>   http://www.primenet.com/~bkogawa/