Jason Liao wrote:

On Fri, 9 Jul 1999, Jed M Bidwell wrote:

        With a running start, Gosunkugi leapt off the far edge of the
building. He sailed through the air, tucking himself into a ball. Three
somersaults later, he landed on the roof of the next building with balletic
grace. Without even slowing, he continued to the edge of the current roof.

See?  Nuku Nuku!  Just add a bike, lose the candles, and you're all
set!

You're forgeting the sailor fuku. :)

        Gosunkugi had severely mis-judged the distance and his own thrust.
He started to scream as he began shedding altitude at an alarming rate,

Shedding altitude?  The verb just doesn't work for me.

It sounds like Aussie slang - I understand it but then I'm an Aussie, so
...perhaps 'losing altitude' might work better for the wider audience.

        Another long cord fired from the growth, stretching across the gap
between the buildings on each side of the street. Gosunkugi grabbed the
cord, testing its strength. If he didn't know better, he could swear it was
spider's webbing. Only strong enough to support a human.

I've heard that Spider's webbing is technically stronger than steel, so it
shouldn't come as a surprise.  Gey, if Gos doesn't need a machine to make
the stuff, he doesn't need to be a superhero.  He can go into the textile
business, and come out a millionare!

Technically speaking, provided there's some correspondence betweenhuman and spider
bodies, Gos-kun should be shooting the stuff out of
his a_s (pardon the crudity). :)

        After a rough start, Gosunkugi began to get the hang of swinging
through the concrete canyons of Tokyo. As the wind ripped at him, a strange
feeling of power and freedom swelled up inside. Never in his entire
seventeen years had he ever felt so alive.

And in true Ranma fashion, he didn't stop to see where he was going, and
ended up on the side of a Raid factory.

        "What a weirdo," Akane said as she brushed past him. Gosunkugi
nearly lost his balance as the joy welled up inside him again.
        "She... TOUCHED me...." he muttered, lost in his own perfect world.

^_^

Doubly heh!

[snip]

-Natsume Ranma Ranma
-------
The sardines weren't worth the trouble.  A few more shots, then
Ryoga-san would overheat and explode.  Ducking around a corner,
I managed to lose him as I entered the ramshackle residence of
my Anime supplier.

One look at his face and I knew that I was betrayed.  "Tell me."
I insisted.  He refused, so I slammed him against the wall.
"Last chance.  Where can Ranma-Ranma find good fanfics?"
"Try Jason Liao." he whispered, before he slumped to the floor.
I heard the sounds of a door splintering as I left through the
window, one step ahead of Tendo Heavy Industries...

Phil - currently busy with lots of work. :(