Subject: Re: [FFML] [Ranma] Girl Days, part eleven (Finally!)
From: Jussi Nikander
Date: 8/2/1999, 12:50 PM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

At 22.06 1.8.1999 EDT, Kenjiko2@AOL.COM wrote:
	"So, you guys have costumes ready for the party Saturday?" asked
Ranma after class.

	"Yup.  And mine's going to knock your socks off, Ranchan,"
replied Ukyo.  "I put a lot of work into it."

	"Shampoo have good costume too.  Bet no-one expect it."

	"Well, we'll see when we get to the party.  And I'm really proud
of mine," said Akane.

	Ranma just smirked.  Hers wasn't a slouch by any means...

You know, at this point I kinda thought they all had the same costume...

Then again, it's such an old gag...

	"Got to admit, Ranchan, we're all kind of dressed in opposite
ways."

	"OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!"

	"Except her," sneered Akane.

	Kodachi had made her entrance.  And her costume-- what there was
of it-- was impressive.  Tiny.  Black.  Skulls.  Bikini.  Impractical
as all hell.

	"Well, she's at least got the laugh right," mused Ranma as
Kodachi descended the stairs in the classic Naga the White Serpent
outfit from the Slayers movies.

Obviously you haven't seen Slayers Special OAV 1. ^_^
Only Naga could get the Laugh right... 

	"And most of the attitude, and the lunacy, and the ego..." added
Akane.

Well, that's right. 
<starry eyes> Isn't Kodachi-sama wonderful!??!??

(the proud, the insane, the CotBR!)

	"Mousse, you idiot.  Oracles don't work that way.  You have to
use arcane and careful methods to extract the required information.
You don't just tap the thing and say, 'Hey, Mister Crystal, just
exactly WHY is it we're screwed?'  If we could...  do... that..."

	BECAUSE A SOMEWHAT INSANE WIZARD NAMED FRED YERFBURGER,	 FROM
PILLOW CREEK MINNESOTA, POPULATION 237, IS IN NERIMA RIGHT NOW.  HE'S
GOING TO DO SOMETHING VERY VERY STUPID WITH THE LOST AMULET OF
IMPRESSIONS AND CAUSE A SEVERE REALITY INVERSION.  YOUR ONLY HOPE IS
A GROUP OF YOUNG BUT RATHER ILL-DISCIPLINED MARTIAL ARTISTS THAT ARE
AT THE MOMENT DRESSED IN A WIDE ARRAY OF COSTUMES AND ENJOYING SOME
RATHER FINE PUNCH AND FOODS.

	OH, AND BY THE WAY.  YES, YOU SHOULD GIVE DUCK-BOY A RAISE FOR
THIS.  YOU NEED ALL THE GOOD KARMA YOU CAN GET.

It's an old gag, but stilly funny. ^_^

	Many people consider the arcane temples of China or Tibet to be
the greatest sources of mystical knowledge.  Others speak in hushed
tones of the bayous of Louisiana where dreaded voodoo priests dwell.
A few will mention the lost ruins of Tanis in Egypt, or the strange
and hidden places that lie beneath Stonehenge.  Still others mention
such dreaded places as Phoenix Mountain, or the citadel of the Musk
Dynasty.  And a few-- very knowledgeable, very wise, and very
afraid-- speak of Arkham, Massachusetts and the dread library of
Miskatonic University.

And the Illuminated speak of IOU, the Multiverse's Premier Learning
Facility. Fnord. 

	Ranma nodded to Sasuke, who turned up the volume.  After all,
this song needed to be loud.

	And the redhead went into a very very spirited rendition of "Ai
Wa Hurricane".

The starting theme of BGC#1 is Konya Wa Hurricane... At least if evil
Greys haven't altered my memories and the BGCFAQ on my hard disk...

I think there is a song called Ai Wa Hurricane, but that isn't in BGC...

	"Such is not a problem, fire-haired goddess," came a really
really unwelcome voice.  "Indeed, we have a complete set of almost
any garment that either you or the fair Akane could ever desire to
wear in your sizes.  Although, I fear, I have not such a wig on
hand,"  Kuno said.

Jussi:<whispers to the audience> Is this guy sick or something? And isn't
Nab's rather callous for selling their sizes to him? 

	And something really really stupid happened.

This is Ranma. Stupidity is obligatory.

	#### 

	Fred cast his spell.

	Unfortunately, he didn't get it quite right.

	His intent was to bring the inner nature to the outer surface.

	Instead, he bought the outer surface to the inner nature.

	For most of the people in the area that meant absolutely
nothing-- on a purely spiritual level.  But to a pack of costume
partygoers...

	Cologne arrived exactly seventeen seconds too late.  She stared
in shock as buildings appeared from nowhere, wildly mismatched.  A
van grew from nothing nearby.  So did an Aston Martin, circa the mid
Sixties.  On the roof of the Kuno mansion a conveniently placed
spaceship appeared.  

Also, a vast amount of horses (for the cowboys), lambs (for the girls
in cute shepherd costumes (you know, the kind female characters wear
to costume parties in old Disney cartoons?)) and stadiums full of screaming fans
(for the idol singers (who are rather hard to separate from the female
shepherds,
don't you think?)) suddenly came into existence?

	And Cologne could only think of one thing to say...

	"Oh, shit."

Wow. The old crone has learned to swear! ^_^

It was excellent! Do some more!! 
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Jussi Nikander
Jussi.Nikander@alien.nixu.fi
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Certified evil GM.