At 22.11 28.4.1998 -0500, The Eternal Lost Lurker wrote:
Hiljaa Hyva Tulee Productions presents:
Lurker: Humina humina ha?
It's a Finnish saying that describes my writing style quite well. ^_^
Trunks: I get the impression that the author couldn't decide if
"Amazons" or "Amazon's" was appropriate here.
D'oh!! No matter how well you try to comb the fic for things like that...
Lina snickered. "Looks like you forgot your curse, pops."
Lurker: She's calling him pops now?
She calls all older men 'pops' in the subtitles. Since I decided
to use very little Japanese in this fic and didn't remember
what the orginal word was... (ojisan, I think) ^_^
Ranma shook his head. <No. I'm even more lost now.>
Lurker: Gourry complex.
[The others nod.]
Well, Ranma is way out of his league here. He's not that
familiar with magic and western sorcery even less.
If Lina didn't start spouting technical jargon at mach speeds
he might understand...
"Aiyah! I sorry, Mr Customer. Much apologising. Now, Mr
Customer..." The Guide turned to Genma and gave him a
piece of paper. A rather long piece of paper. "Here's my bill.
Pay in cash, please."
Lurker: His Japanese improved drastically all of a sudden...
D'oh... Revision time...
most pitiful, fake puppy dog eye expressions in the recorded
history. It was indeed lucky for Genma that Ranma was
standing behind him, and thus didn't see what read in the
signs.
Lurker: [smirk] The man is completely pathetic.
This is Genma we're talking about...
Then, the Chinese girl snuck around the corner, preparing to
ambush the outsider through the flimsy wall. Letting out a
loud kiai, she created another entrance in her own, unique
way.
Lurker: Completely blowing the element of surprise in the process...
This is Shampoo we're talking about...
Trunks: It might be noted at this point that "he artist" is a poor
turn of phrase.
It was leftovers from a previous draft It seems like I'll need to
revise this chapter just a little.
<Why aren't you hitting back!!??> Lina screamed in fright.
Yohko: If Ranma uses that dipshit "I don't hit girls" line...
Don't worry, he won't. Not directly anyway... ^_^
interfere. A hard whack from one of his signs dazed the
Chinese girl long enough for Genma to throw Ranma's pack
to him and run out of the restaurant.
Lurker: ...
Trunks: ...
Yohko: Anou...
Tita: ...ararararara...
Guide didn't tell them about the marriage law, and Genma DOES care for his
son. If Ranma died, who would support him when he got old?
It took Shampoo a few seconds to regain her senses.
Looking around, she saw that her quarry had escaped. After
smashing a third wall for good measure, Shampoo ran after
the duo.
[Four whooshing sighs of relief]
Lurker: Whew...that was too close for comfort.
Trunks: Better not to relax too much yet...
Yohko: I hope Shampoo didn't notice who nailed her...
Well, she might have seen a giant panda swinging something...
Shampoo soon noticed a near-by pillar of smoke. She was
sure the redhead was somewhere around here. It was worth
investigating.
Lurker: A pillar of smoke, from a campfire? I can see a thick wisp,
maybe, but a pillar?
I don't know all the nuances of English language. So sue me! ^_^
Anyway, indians never have any problems in finding the white men
by their campfires in Tex Willer, so Shampoo won't have any problems
finding Ranma by his campfire.
Lina picked up a stick and started doodling on the ground,
bored. A fine mess she had found herself in this time. She
was in the future, in a world a thousand years away from her
own time. A world filled with Amazon tribes with totally
ridiculous customs, strange martial arts, and all that strange
'technology' she had witnessed and heard of.
Lurker: If she thinks it's bad now, wait until she gets to the modern
world...
Culture shock won't really hit in until they reach Xining. And just
wait till they're in a _big_ city. It'll take some time for Lina
to adjust. But after she adjusts... <VEG and que in saxophones>
<Basically, if several conditions, such as a correct angliment
Lurker: Alignment...
I knew that word was misspelled, but couldn't find the right spelling
anywhere. Maybe I need a bigger dictionary.
"It's too hot here and I'm hungry and I don't have any decent
clothes and I'm hungry and I'm tired of just walking on to
who-knows-where that's on the other side of this continent
and it's boring and I'm HUNGRY!!"
[The reviewers sweatdrop.]
Yohko: What's her problem?
Trunks: I think she's hungry.
[The others facefault.]
This is Lina Inverse we're talking about here. She's being chased
by an angry Amazon, and has to endure light meals for a few days.
She has a good reason, in her opinion at least, to be edgy and
want something to eat. ^_^
<I... Oh, damn it all!.> Lina was too weak to argue right now.
Grabbing her backpack that had somehow survived the
explosion, she clambered out of the crater, grumbling at
herself, at Ranma and at the world in general.
"One way or another, I'll get something to eat." The young
sorceress muttered.
[The lower hull of the Lurkerdrome threatens to rip open as the four
reviewers attempt to facefault straight through it.]
<manical laughter>
A few minutes later, Shampoo smiled. The outsider girl was
below her, gathering firewood, seemingly completely
oblivious to Shampoo's presence. It was time to end this.
Screaming her battlecry, Shampoo dropped down, her sword
drawn.
Lurker: Once again throwing the element of surprise out the window...
I don't think Shampoo believes in surprises...
<What the hell are you at again!? We can't just let her die
here!>
Lurker: Why not!? The world would be better off minus one Shampoo...
Ranma isn't the killer type, but Lina is. If Ranma was a killer do you think
Prince Toma would have survived?
Lurker: Well, that was another great chapter of Half a Sorceress.
Until next time...
Thanks!
Ah, this is the second MST of my works. <Soun Tendo waterworks> People must
like me!!! ^_^
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Jussi Nikander
Jussi.Nikander@alien.nixu.fi