Subject: Re: [FFML] [FanFic] Ranma 1/2 (Ukyo) The Uses of a Knife! Part One of Misery's End
From: KLEPPE@execpc.com (Gary Kleppe)
Date: 5/7/1997, 10:09 AM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

On Wed, 07 May 1997 02:20:48 -0500, Keener wrote:

This is your last chance before I send this one to the RAAC. C&C now or
forever hold your piece.

Daisuke: Hold my WHAT? Is this going to be a single-character lemon?
Gary: Uh, guys... it's a typo. What he meant to say was...
Hiroshi: Does that mean if we don't send him some C&C on this, we're
never gonna score?
Gary: What are you, Beavis and Butt-head all of the sudden? Of course
that's not what it means!
Hiroshi: That's a relief.
Gary: You two are never gonna score no matter how much C&C you send this
guy! Still, just to be safe...

	Ukyo woke up to dull pain. She had fallen asleep in the back room, a
small pile of shrimp and vegetables in front of her. Her first thought
were of mild pain. Something was sticking her in the ribs and her

Gary: That should say "thoughts were" or "thought was".

	Ukyo didn't how she had ended upstairs but there she was, kneeling in
front of her family shrine. She lit a candle and just stared at the
pictures of her ancestors, her grandmother, her grandfather, and finally
a beautiful young woman. Katsumi-sama, who had been Ukyo's great aunt,

Hiroshi: (Dr. Tofu voice) H-Hello, Katsumi. What... uh... what brings
you here?

reluctant to talk about it, Katsumi-sama having been a bit of a rebel in
and the whole affair having torn her family to pieces. Still, with
persistence, Ukyo had found been able to get the whole story.

Daisuke: Take out "in" after "rebel".

beautiful ceremonial tanto, and it had become a symbol of pride for her
family. When it was finally rediscovered, it was  along side a dead
Katsumi-sama. 

Daisuke: "Alongside" should be one word.

	Before she could finish her thoughts, Ukyo's stomach growled. Humph, no
point in that, if she did decide to take her own life, she was not going
to need food where she was going. Her stomach made a counter argument.
Look, she thought, if I'm going to spill my guts, there damn well going

Gary: "there" should be "they're".

	Fine, thought Ukyo, I'm an honorable Japanese woman with the munchies.
She had all the time in the world to make her decision after all. She
would have all of eternity once had made her choice. With as much

Daisuke: "Once she had made her choice", or "once her choice had been
made".

	Still giggling, she shut and locked the door of her restaurant and went
out shopping for a new dress. She decided to pick up something nice for
the upcoming wedding.

Hiroshi: Where do you go to buy exploding toppings for okonomiyaki?

Paraphrased Neitzche (I think) The thought of suicide is a great comfort
it has gotten many a man through many a dark time...

Hiroshi: You mean that's the end?? I never got to make any serious
comments!
Gary: It's your own fault! If you hadn't been goofing around...
Daisuke: Hah! Loser! Now I'm gonna go date Ukyo, now that Ranma's dumped
her!
Hiroshi: Yeah, you wish!


Gary Kleppe
kleppe@execpc.com, http://www.execpc.com/~kleppe