Love the cute sig!
Okay, some comments:
I think you should let Ryoga keep the journal. The excepts were funny as
all get-out!
A fair sided chunk randomly falls off some of the lower levels, as a large
black object a few hundred feet tall fills the space where it used to be.
Huh...I don't understand this passage
This is where my tragic tale begins. I, Ryouga Hibiki, grew to horrendous
preportions in my cursed form. How on earth is Akane going to cuddle me
now?????!!!?!?!?!
Ah, but he won't be entirely helpless around Ranma, either. (Ranma looks up
to see a very BIG PIG glaring at him. He begins to sweat nervously)
"Fools!" Cried Brain as he read over his cameo. "Gnarled? Old? UGLY??"
Pinky stumbled through the text, "Gee Brain, I think the writer doesn't >like
you very much.. *Narf*"
At first I was royally confused why Pinky and the Brain spontaneously shows
up here. Then I realized this ties in with your prologue. You may want to
make this connection a little more apparent here.
<Oh Akane... How I lo- Why are all these stupid helicopters flying around me?>
thought Ryouga sleepily. <And now, Oh-diary-that-I-lost, what is to become >of
me now? I'm a pig on the run, pork on the lam.. My bacon is cooked, why >kid
myself? With the way things stand now, I'm the other white dead meat. On >my
way to the big pork chop. WAHH!!!!!>
Hmm. I don't think Ryouga would be saying this. He hates being a pig as it
is and usually he doesn't take his predicament so lightly. I doubt he'll be
making jokes about it.
All in all, it's a good fanfic. Looking forward to part 2.
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/===\ LaShawn M. Taylor (shonnie@zeus.anet-chi.com)
|^ ^|\ "I'll get you for this, Saotome!" shouted Ryoga as he headed
\v/\| towards Australia. (from the fanfic "The Four Birds of Fire")
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\| We'll start another language using all the words that rhyme with
Shangri-La...(Believable Picnic)
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