(Fade onto an empty stage with curtains drawn. From the left, LaShawn,
Ranma and Ryoga walks out onto the stage. LaShawn is wearing a dark-green
formal dress, Ranma is dressed in a tux, and Ryoga is dressed his usual
getup.)

LaShawn: Welcome to the fanfic "Reunions: Ryouga". It took me eight months,
but it's done. It's finally done.

Ranma: And it's about time. It took you so long to write this stupid fic
that people has forgotten what it is you were writing.

LaShawn: That's why we're here to remind them. And it's *not* a stupid fic!

Ranma: Whatever. Why do I have to wear this stupid tux while Ryoga here
doesn't?

Ryoga: That's because I'm the star of this and you're not. Nyah, nyah, nyah.

LaShawn: Hey, no fighting. Ryoga has to get ready, so you're going to be
doing most of the introduction.

Ranma: Hey, what about you?

LaShawn: I'm here to make sure Ryoga goes the right way to the fanfic.

Ryoga: HEY!

LaShawn: It's the truth! Besides, you're gonna be on in 30 seconds. Don't
you think you better get ready?

Ryoga: Oh yeah. Just a minute. (begins doing warm-up katas.)

Ranma: Right. This all started back in 1997. A bunch of fanfic writers got
together to work on a huge writing project. The plot was basically that
Akane and I got married, had a child, and decided to hold a reunion for all
the people we've met in the Ranmaverse.' (snorts) As if that has a chance
in hell of happening...

LaShawn: Behave.

Ranma: Anyway, we send out all these invitations. The fanfic writers' jobs
were to write a story on a character showing how their lives have been
basically screwed  ever since Akane and I got together for good, and their
various reactions to the invitation. The main idea was to get every person
to arrive at the reunion ready to dish out some nasty payback, imagined or
not. Wow. What a plot. I certainly didn't see this coming. People wanting
to beat *me* up? Ooo, I'm certainly surprised.

LaShawn: Ranma, I'm warning you...

Ryoga: (switching to pushups) Yeah, shut up.

Ranma: Anyway, several fanfics were posted, and man, were they twisted.
They ranged from light-hearted, to dark, to extremely twisted.

Ryoga: (switching to running in place) My favorite was when Kasumi gets
locked in your house and goes Rambo against one of Akane's culinary
creations. Freaks her out so much that she can never cook again. That ticks
Tofu off, so he basically has a bone to pick with Ranma and Akane.

LaShawn: (grabbing Ryoga's shirt as he runs by) There were other stories,
too. Ukyo went out with Konatsu before he was killed in a car accident.
After the wedding, she left and went to America to set up a restaurant
there. I can't remember anything bad happening to her.

Ranma: But Shampoo's story chilled me. She decides she's in love with
Mousse, and goes back to China with him. Trouble is, Cologne isn't too
thrilled with that idea and wages psychological war on Shampoo.

LaShawn: And as for Mousse, his goose is cooked, so to speak. Or is it?

Ranma: So Shampoo decides this is all my fault. Let's see. Mikado wants me
because I had broken his leg at the wedding and ruined his skating career,
turning him into a drunkard--sheesh, I told him what would happen if he
tried to kiss Akane. The guy's a moron.

LaShawn: Kodachi tried to kill Akane when she learned she was pregnant, got
scared sane, was sent to a mental hospital and was doing fine forgetting
you guys until your invitation showed up--

Ranma: Geez, you make this all sound like it *is* my fault.

Ryoga: (winding down his kata) Of course it is, Stupid.

LaShawn: Which brings us to Ryoga. Somebody else was already working on
Ryoga's story, but it was never put out. I was in between classes at the
time, so I volunteered to take over, because I had an idea. I didn't know
that it would take this long, though.

Ryoga: By the way, people would probably want to read some of the other
Reunion stories.

LaShawn: Well, the originator of this series was Erin Mills, who is no
longer on the list because he suddenly decided to up and get married.
(Mutters under her breath: "Boy, it's a good thing I started this before I
started dating. Who knows what will happen in the next few months". Grins
nervously as the boys stare at her, and continues in normal tone) Anyway, I
had sent him a copy of the fic, and he said that he hoped it would
resurrect the project. He's going to redo his own story with Ukyo and send
it in.

Ranma: Yeah, so to any of you Reunion writers who are still out there on
the list, how's about resending your own stories? We can actually get
something going here.

Ryoga: And who knows, maybe the 'actual' reunion will get written.

LaShawn: Speaking of which, Ryoga, you're on in 10 seconds.

Ryoga: Right. Well, wish me luck.

Ranma: Yeah, break a leg. Really. I mean it.

Ryoga: Ranmaaaaa...

LaShawn: Hey, save it for the fic, okay. By the way, aren't you forgetting
something?

Ryoga: Huh? Oh yeah. (He reaches into his pocket for a piece of paper and
sticks it on his chest. As he turns to leaves, it is revealed to be...a big
red 'U'?)

LaShawn: In this story, I wrote 'Ryoga' with a 'U' in it. It was during a
time when I was trying to figure out how to write his name. I could have
changed it to 'Ryoga' halfway through, but I didn't feel like it.

Ryo(u)ga: Story continuity, I suppose. (He takes a few deep breaths, run
his fingers through his hair, and puts on an appropriate angst-filled look
before walking off stage.)

Ranma: This thing is pretty big, and it's also pretty dark, so be warned.

LaShawn: That's right. We hope you enjoy it. Writing it has *not* been fun.
It was kind of like jamming a pen in my heart, digging it about real good,
yanking it out to let all the emotion spew forth, and stabbing that onto
the page really, really hard. God, I love writing!

Ranma: Uh...yeah. And with that pleasant image in my head, let's move on to
the fic.

LaShawn: You got it! Places, everyone! Curtain! I hope you all enjoy!

(LaShawn and Ranma exit. The curtain opens and the lights dim. After a few
minutes:)

LaShawn: (O.S.) Uh, where's Ryoga?

Ranma: (O.S.) I thought you were keeping an eye on him.

LaShawn: (O.S.) Oh, crap! Don't tell me he got lost just like that! Now
we'll have to wait until the next post to do this.

(And somewhere in Brazil...near Ipanema beach)

Girl from Ipanema: O quem de vocé?

Ryo(u)ga: (holding his head back to staunch the flow of blood) No,
Chi_ca_go! I have to get to Chicago! 

Girl: Ah! Go Bulls!

Ryo(u)ga: ARRRRRRGHHHHH!!!
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/===\     LaShawn M. Taylor (tbone@ccm.net)     MSTie#83924
|^ ^|\    "I am neither this nor that. I'm not here nor there.
 \v/\|    I am in between something, something and somewhere."
    |\    	-Keaggy, King, and Denté 
    \|    	 "Inventions"
My resolution for 1998 is to reopen T-bone's Cafe--someday..and somewhere..
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