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From: Kenjiko2@aol.com <Kenjiko2@aol.com>
To: ffml@fanfic.com <ffml@fanfic.com>
Date: Friday, April 23, 1999 4:03 AM
Subject: [FFML] Fic (Ranma) (first draft0 Girls Days, parts 1 and 2
This isn't my first fic, but it's my first ranma fic, and my first,
well.. fic tio the FFML. C&C is appreciated (telling me that I'm a
howling
idiot pervert and child of the deepest depths of the abyss isn't)
What, you don't appreciate that? ^_^
and I DO
hope no-one hates it too much.
Do people really read through a fic, decide they hate it, and then
respond to the author saying so? Yes, I've been told they do... but
I've never gotten such an e-mail... lots where people wished I was doing
something different in the story, but none where they absolutely didn't
like it, and felt an urgent need to read the whole thing and let me know
about it. I mean, if I don't like a story, I stop reading, neh?
Here's hoping it goes through (DAMN my folks
for choosing AOL. :P )
(Demon in charge of damnations): Is the third Thursday of June, 3:00 pm
convenient for them? It's just, there are so many calls for damnation
these days, (and so many of them involving AOL!), and we're horrendously
overbooked... if that doesn't work, I don't know when we can fit them
in, maybe some time in the year 2000, assuming the world doesn't end
before then... no, no, those of us in the trenches know as little as you
humans about what the brass are planning... anyway, getting back to your
parents, I can take your number and call you when we have an opening.
If you change your mind in the meantime, let us know, and we can forget
the whole thing...
Oh, and it's after Nodoka finds out about Ranma's curse, but before
Phoenix Mountain, 'Kay?
Gotcha.
Kenjiko (Robert haynie)
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Girl Days
A Ranma 1/2 fanfic by Robert Haynie
(insert usual tired and practically universally memorised
disclaimer here)
Part One: You Want Me To WHAT?!?
Ranma Saotome scowled as she walked down the streets of Nerima.
"Someday," she snarled, "I'm gonna find out HOW that
ladle-lapping old coot always hit's me. She NEVER misses. It's
like some wet version of the tomboy's hammer..."
(insert usual tired and practically universally memorized protest to the
Akane-uses-hammers-and-mallets fanfic convention.) ^_^
As she entered the courtyard of the Tendo Dojo, she failed to
notice the person standing in the house's doorway. Ranma stopped
just in time to keep from bumping to her--
Mother.
Holding a few packages that somehow instictively Ranma KNEW she
wasn't going to like.
Nodoka looked at her damp and -- at the moment -- female son and
sighed. "What was it today, dear? A truck? Someone watering
thier lawn? That ditch again?"
"Naw, the ladle lady. Is there some water-based martial art I
ain't heard of? Because she NEVER misses, you know... well,
almost never, I guess..."
"Actually, Ranma, I'm rather glad that you're in your... feminine
state at the moment. I've been thinking about how your curse
affects your life, and I have a plan to make it less disruptive.
Please follow me..."
Well, you know where to start the story: at the beginning. <rant mode
engaged> You know, if your story seems to lack plot or wanders around a
lot, it's not because you're developing things and don't worry, there'll
be more plot and conflict in chapter two, it's really because you aren't
starting your story in the right place. Here, we could have started
with Ranma at school, or maybe with the stereotypical
Akane-beating-up-Ranma-for-insulting-her (copyright 1994, fanfic authors
of the world wide web), and then we could have described Ranma's mood as
he walked home, and shown exactly how he'd gotten wet... but you know
what? The plot doesn't start until Ranma runs into his/her mom, so
that's where the story starts. Watch and learn. ^_^ <rant mode
disengaged>
Then TSUBASA, of all people, had propositioned her. Now, Akane
couldn't know that this was part of a cunning, detailed, and-- of
course-- hopeless plan to make Ukyo jealous, and that he had no
real intent of any realtionship, but since he'd done it the same
way that he would have to Ukyo, he too gained an all-expense paid
trip via Air Akane.
I'd book Air Akane too, but their safety record is atrocious... every
landing is a crash landing... ^_^
Ranma's mind was following a frightening path. What bothered
herself about her present form was that she DID feel slightly
different when a girl... and was terrified that that might
increase.... that she'd be wearing lacy dresses and flirting with
boys and wanting to... to... THAT thought was so hideous that it
immediately crawled into the deepest recesses of her mind and shot
itself. Repeatedly.
Really neat image there. Seriously, I liked it. ^_^
"By the way, Ranma, what IS a Neko-ken?"
"Um... nothing, mom... nothing at all."
Neko-ken literally means Cat-fist in Japanese, and Nodoka, as the wife
of a martial artist, would instantly recognize that Neko-ken was a style
of unarmed combat based on the moves of a cat. That much would be
obvious to her... she wouldn't necessarily know anything more about it,
but she wouldn't be confused about what the term might be referring to.
You really don't even have to be the wife of a martial artist to figure
that much out. ^_^
"You'll get used to it. Remember, Ranma--"
"WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE????" Screamed an totally confused
Akane.
_a_ totally confused
I'm not really searching hard for spelling or grammer errors, but if I
find any I'll point 'em out.
"Ranma, what's really going ON here?!?" demanded Akane, suspecting
that this was all some complex plot to make her look like a fool.
You know, sometimes I think she sees everything as a complex plot to
make her look like a fool... and with so many people around her
constantly plotting, including her own sister, it's no wonder.
end part one
Girl Days
A Ranma 1/2 fanfic by Robert Haynie
(insert usual tired and practically universally memorised
disclaimer here)
I can't, I forgot it already. O_o
It was to Nabiki's chagrin that Ranma had gone out of her way to
set up a crude but effective alarm system to warn her of the
inevitable photo-shoot that Nabiki would attempt. And she was
CERTAIN that Ranma was behind the sudden lack of film in the
house. She couldn't decide weither to be angry at the loss of
whether
potential income or be pleased that the Saotome boy-- or was it
girl? Heh-- was beginning to show signs of intellect. Oh, well,
there'd be other opportunities... especially with the present
situation.
"Hai, Ranma-chan," added Kasumi (totally missing the wince that
the redhead gave when being called by the feminine suffix). "And
that's a very nice outfit today."
"-chan" is technically not a "feminine suffix". It's applied to
children, even young male children, (as far as I know), and when used
intimately (by people who are deeply in love, say), can be applied to
men as well as women. I don't think you'd expect it to be applied to a
man in public (it would embarass him to no end, I think) and really, you
wouldn't even expect to hear it applied to older women in public. But,
remember, Ukyo calls Ranma "Ranchan", and she did it long before Ranma
could turn into a girl. It's appropriate for Ranma to flinch, of
course... it's still demeaning, or he would see it that way. But it's
not correct to call it a feminine suffix. ^_^
Of course, there's probably nothing to stop Nodoka from calling him
Ranma-chan when he's a guy, (he is her child), but with her ideas of
manliness I doubt she'd ever do it.
"I'm just glad as HELL that we're on break. I don't wanna wear a
Furinkan uniform. ANY uniform." Ranma looked down at herself--
wearing a blue sundress with yellow trim. And socks with pink
trim at the tops. And a bracelet-- Nodoka had INSISTED on at
least one piece of jewelry. And she could FEEL the green bow
holding her ponytail in place.
Aw, a two-month break? You're no fun! ^_^
Of course, some of his "maintinence" days would have to be school days,
neh?
"Ranma, that's a little... revealing, isn't it?" gasped Nodoka at
the outfit her son/daughter had selected.
"Mom, if I gotta be a girl for a while, then I gotta be my kind.
I wanna be a girl with attitude, tough, no-nonsense."
"but... but... but..."
"And it DOES look good on me. Anyhow, what's wrong with leather?"
Leather it was. A black glossy gleaming leather shorts and halter
combo, with calf-high boots and a chain-link belt. And the
Mirrorshades. Can't forget the mirrorshades. Or the fingerless
elbow length gloves. Or the fishnet stockings. Even the choker.
Ranma was RADIATING "Bad Girl".
Armitage 1/2!!!!!
Am I supposed to get that image, or am I just jumping to conclusions?
And while we're on the subject, why isn't anyone writing an
Armitage-Battle Angel Alita-Dirty Pair crossover story? You could call
it Dirty Quartet! Four times the danger! Four times the mayhem! Four
times the destruction!!!
"Ranma," put in Akane (who had insisted on coming along), "She
means is most of your outfits are anything like that one you'll
have boys all over you. And I DO mean ALL over you. As in
crawling."
"She means most
or
"What she means is most
but not what you got.
"aCK," Ranma replied intellegently.
"I think we can work a reasonable compromise, dear," inserted
Nodoka. "Hmm... there's a sports-wear shop nearby..."
####
The rest of the day was similar. At the sportswear shop Ranma
wanted sweats, Akane suggested various highly cute things (mostly
to anoy Ranma), and Nodoka found compromises. Ranma came away
with a mix of shorts and spandex.
At a swimwear shop Ranma wound up with two somewhat revealing
one-pieces and a very revealing two-piece (All chosen by Nodoka,
all of which Ranma had to admit looked good on her.)
A trip to a lingere shop resulted in a selection of very very
plain bras and panties (including at least three sportsbras, which
Ranma justified to herself as athletic supporters for the chest)
and two more feminine sets. (In fact, rather "risky".)
Those would be for Happosai, then. ^_^
It was at a clothing store that things got out of hand again. The
slacks and blouses were easy enough. A few minor tops were
simple. But when they hit the skirts things got... wierd.
"Mom, the problem is fighting. Face it, people are always trying
to attack me. I gotta have something I can fight in. How do I do
that in a skirt?"
"You have a point there, Ranma. But I DO require that you dress
properly, and you can't spend all your time in slacks-- they are
too much like pants, and would defeat the purpose of the
training."
A sales-clerk looked up. "Pardon me-- is the young lady a martial
artist then?"
"Why yes, she is," replied Nodoka. "Do you have a suggestion?"
"Yes, madam. Our new line of Fighting Skirts."
Akane, Ranma, AND Nodoka stared at the clerk in disbelief.
"Fighting Skirts?!" they replied in unision.
It's part of our new line of Nerima chic!
The skirts were a selection of shortish ones-- ranging from just
above the knee to short minis. The side-seams weren't sewn,
however-- but held together with velcro. "If miss should find
herself in a fight, the seams come apart easily, becoming a split
skirt, allowing full movement. Exclusive to our store. Snaps at
the bottom of the seams keep the velcro from accidentally
separating. And we have them in a wide range of sizes and
styles."
"What the heck gave anyone an idea like THAT?" sputtered Ranma.
"Miss-- this IS Nerima."
Ah. My joke was anticipated by the author... good, good. ^_^
We can all imagine the runway at the Nerima fashion show... "The new
Spring fashions contain many long, flowing sleeves, useful for hiding
chained weapons and children's training potties... and note the latests
in our line of combat umbrellas...."
Then again, let's not imagine it and say we did....
Of course, Ranma could do what many anime girls do... wear something
that can be easily and revealingly ripped in a fight... O_o
(end part two)
I hate it too much.
Well, no. Actually, I like it. Very well written, for an
almost-nearly-first-time author (at least, a first time FFML author,
first time Ranma 1/2 author). Actually, very well written for anyone
else, too. ^_^ part 3?
Miko