--- Kenjiko2@aol.com wrote:

    Honestly, I don't know where THIS came from... I
may never know.

    And you probably don't want me to try to find
out...

    Kenko

I had thought people would have already commented on
everything I'm about to say, but I guess not.
Everything is IMO.
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	Girl Days

	A Ranma 1/2 fanfiction

	by Robert Haynie

	(Disclaimer, datclaimer, what's the diff?)

	Part Fourteen : The World's... WORST?!?  (Or, the
Obligatory
Annoying New Character Bit)

	####

	He walked through the rain-swept streets of Nerima
like a person
walking through the rain-swept streets of Nerima. 
He wasn't
competent enough to do something suitably dramatic.

	He tried to shake off the water that was running
down his collar
and failed.  He tried to clean off the mud that had
collected on the
hem of his tattered raincoat and failed.  He tried
to add two and two
and failed, but he'd come dangerously close to
success.

	That frightened him.  He'd almost got four, 

Saying that he'd almost gotten four points to the fact
that he knows that the answer IS four, and that's
contradictory, since this is told from his point of
view. I suggest: 'He'd almost not gotten three.' I
know that sounds lame, but it's just an example.

and was

barely able
to steer it to three.  Must be using five too much.

	Kenchuro Tojo was very careful never to succeed.

	It was, after all, the core of his Martial Art.

	And he was on the way to the Tendo Dojo, where he
hoped to find
the most gloriously humiliating defeat of his
career.

	He wasn't aware that things never quite worked out
the way they
were supposed to in Nerima.

But that's the way things in Nerima have always been,
so it's the way things are supposed to work ;).

	####

	As for the star of these chronicles, she was having
a fight.  Of
course, there's nothing unusual about that.  The
reason, however, was
peculiar even to her.

	"Dammit, Mousse, this is stupid!"

	"I will NEVER forgive you for this transgression
against Shampoo,
Saotome!"

	"WHAT transgression?  Is it MY fault that Shampoo
isn't
comfortable in jeans?  Is it MY fault that I can
wear them and she
can't?"

	"Mousse no get jealous of Ranma!  Shampoo no care
if Ranma look
better in jeans!"

	"HE HAS NO RIGHT TO LOOK BETTER THAN YOU IN
ANYTHING!"

	Just in case it hasn't occurred to any of the
honored readers,
Mousse subscribed to very much the same school of

subscribed-->subscribes(?)

logic as Ryoga
Hibiki and Tatewaki Kuno.  Thus the following--

	Shampoo had said, idly, that she wished she could
wear jeans when
Ranma had dropped by for a snack and to pick up some

She wishes she could wear jeans when Ranma drops by
for a snack and to pick up some herbs?

I had to reread this again before I understood that
Shampoo didn't want to impress Ranma with her new
Levis everytime 'she' wanted cheeze doodles. Maybe a
little reconstructing or some puncuation would make
this a little better read.

notes on herbs
that Cologne had made for her Amazon training. 
Ranma had asked why
she couldn't, and Shampoo had replied that she never
really felt
comfortable in pants that weren't light-- hence her
usual silk
pantsuits.

	Ranma had nodded, and Shampoo had joked that Ranma
looked better
in jeans than she did anyhow.  Mousse had heard
this, and had
objected to the idea that ANYONE looked better than
Shampoo in
ANYTHING.

	Ranma had intended to stay out of the argument for
once, but
Shampoo, annoyed at Mousse for interrupting, had
gone on to say that
Ranma DID look MUCH better in jeans, and in fact
jeans made Shampoo
look too wide in the bottom anyhow, and anyway it
was none of
Mousse's business if Ranma had a better butt for
jeans.

Wow, one big sentence. Try breaking this up, maybe:

"Ranma had intended to stay out of the argument for
once. This had failed the moment Shampoo, annoyed at
Mousse for interrupting, had gone on to say that Ranma
DID look much $i don't think 'much' should be
emphasized, or even added, for that matter$ better in
jeans. In fact, jeans made Shampoo look too wide in
the bottom, anyhow. Anyway, $'anyway' is a little too
similar to 'anyhow'$ it was none of Mousse's business
if Ranma had a better butt for jeans."

	This led to the inevitable confrontation,
consisting of Mousse
trying to kill Ranma for looking good in a pair of
snug Levis, Ranma

I knew looks could kill, but...

trying very hard not to get killed by Mousse and

Mousse doesn't look all that good.
;)

also trying to keep
said Levis in one piece (They are quite expensive in
Japan), and
Shampoo trying to wallop a infuriated Mousse.  

a-->an

	Although Ranma couldn't for the life of her figure
out how the
fight had moved to the Tendo courtyard.  Except that
fights did that
a lot.

This sounds wrong. You have 'Although' and nothing
pertaining to it. Try:

'Ranma, still, for the life of her, couldn't figure
out how the fight had moved to the Tendo courtyard...'

-or-

You could just emit the 'Although' and keep the rest
the same.

	"Is SHE right now, stupid Mousse!  Shampoo's 

 Mousse never was one to notice who people are, let
alone their gender, and he might have forgotten about
the whole 'Girl Days' thing, but I find that unlikely,
considering one of the problems of the Girl Days is
rearing (no pun intended) its ugly head right in front
of him. 

Of course, this is ok the way it is, although you
might want to have this line earlier on, when Mousse
originally said it.

butt

not Mousse's
concern anyhow!  Shampoo proud of Ranma in jeans!"

You have already mentioned how Shampoo told Mousse
that it wasn't any of his concern, so you don't need
to write it again.

	"You ain't helpin', Shampoo!" yelled Ranma, tossing
proper
ladylike grammar to the winds as she tended to do
when attacked by
homicidal chainwielding semi-blind transducks.

	This was, of course, pretty much the kind of 

You might want to either get rid of the 'of course' or
the 'pretty much'.

scene

that Akane
would walk in on.  Nowadays, she tried to make sense
of things before
assigning blame.  It didn't always work.

	After all, screams of "Die Saotome" and "It's not
LIKE that!"
weren't unusual.  In fact, she'd gotten inured to
them, somewhat.

I'm not sure I understand. Trying to make sense of
things before assigning blame doesn't always work,
because Akane has gotten inured to screams such as
"Die Saotome" and "It's not LIKE that!" ?
And if they're unusual, wouldn't it be easier to make
sense of them and be able to spot out the culprit?

	Counter-screams of "Ranma have BEST butt!" were
somewhat less
explicable.

	"What is going ON here?" demanded Akane.

	"Stupid Mousse not accept that Ranma have better
butt than
Shampoo!"

Shampoo: Darn hair product! Don't even have butt!

	"It's a lie!  No butt is nicer than Shampoo's, and
I will punish
this worm for saying so!"

Shampoo: I don't know...Ukyou has some pretty firm
buns. And Akane would be able to hold her own in such
a contest as well...And Kodachi...Forget Ranma, 'Dachi
got back!

^_^

	"I NEVER said that!  SHE said that!  I don't boast
about my
butt!"

	"Ranma should!  Have great butt in both forms!"

	"YOU AIN'T HELPING!"

This was said before. Maybe a little variety? Even
tomboys are somewhat articulate.

	"What are you talking about, Shampoo?" asked a 

Gary Coleman: I'll see you in court.

now

completely
befuddled Akane.

	"Girl-type Ranma have best butt!  So do boy-type!"

	"Are there no end to your perversions, Saotome?"

Ranma: Well...I WAS planning on having sex with
Kasumi, but after that, no more!

demanded Mousse.
"Now you have her convinced that your male butt is
better than hers
also!"

	"Shampoo not talk about HER butt with boy-type! 
Talk about
stupid MOUSSE'S butt!"

	"YOU DARE CLAIM TO HAVE A NICER BUTT THAN ME?  DIE,
SAOTOME!"

	"YOU REALLY AIN'T HELPING, SHAMPOO!"

This could use a little variety as well. Although, it
is consistent with the other three times this was
used, it seems more redundant than funny and can be
changed.
 

	Not too long ago, Akane would have assumed that
this was Ranma's
fault.  She knew that it wasn't always the case now.
 It was just one
of those things.

	One of those things that only happened, it seemed,
to Ranma.

Such paragraphs like these seem to be your style, so I
won't comment on them. Others probably think this is
funny, anyway.

	Although butt arguments weren't something that

Although,

leapt to mind as a
reason for a fight.  Then again, this WAS Nerima,
and it WAS Ranma,
who attracted fights the way a car accident
attracted cheap lawyers.

	"Oh... Well, when you're done with Mousse, can you
help me with
my Home Ec homework?  I have to make a bento for
tomorrow's test."

	"So do I-- if I can keep duck-boy from wrecking
these jeans!
Dammit, they're borrowed!"

I'm not sure what wrecking his jeans have to do with
her ability to do Home Ec homework...

	(So, that's what's taking her so long,) mused
Akane.  "Oh, well,
I'll be back in a second."

And I'm sure running, jumping, and other such things
are great for a pair of tight (these ARE Nabiki's...)
jeans. It's just fighting well Ranma can't do. Got it.
=P
You might want to come up with a better reason for the
delay of the fight's ending.

	"Liar!  You fear me, that's why you're dodging my
blows!"

	"Fear you?  Not likely!  These are Nabiki's jeans,
and I don't
wanna have to pay for them!"

She's gone on some frequent shopping trips, so why
can't she just by a pair for herself? I know you've
said that they were expensive, but an entire wardrobe
isn't exactly cheap, either. Besides, shopping would
probably be one of the things Nodoka would want Ranma
to do well as a teenaged girl (this isn't meant to
imply any stereotypes, of course ;).

	"What a pitiful excuse for quack!"

It was a good idea not to puncuate the 'quack', so as
not to make it too obvious. A good idea indeed.

	Akane stood in the doorway with her now empty

now-empty

bucket.  "Shampoo,
would you take Mousse home until he calms down?"

	"Shampoo glad to.  Come on, stupid duck."

	"Quack!  Quack quack qu-quack!"

	As the two Amazon teens (or rather, one Amazon and
a Peking Duck)
left, Akane asked, curiously, "I don't suppose you
can explain what
THAT was all about?"

	"No.  You don't.  I can't.  'Cause I'm not really
certain
myself."

But Mousse explained it quite well...Numerous times.
In CAPS. You explained it quite well, too.

	####

	Kenchuro Tojo approached the Tendo residence, and
peered at the
sign that requested challengers to the Dojo to knock
at the back
door.  He wasn't trying to challenge the dojo as
such-- just one
person in it-- so Kenchuro decided to announce his
presence in
another fashion.

How fitting. I always feel like I'm reading a fashion
show whenever I read your fics =P.

	First, he set up a small but quite colorful remote
controlled

You should probably puncuate 'but quite colorful' in
some way. I suggest:
'...he set up a small, but quite colorful, remote...'

fireworks display.  He then changed into his
fighting uniform and
pulled out a bullhorn.

	"ATTENTION TENDO DOJO!  I WISH TO CHALLENGE THE

ATTENTION,

REDOUBTABLE RANMA
SAOTOME TO A BOUT!  IN HONOR OF THIS MATCH, I WILL
SING 'THE YELLOW
ROSE OF TEXAS' IN LITHUANIAN WHILE DOING AN IRISH
JIG!"	

	This was, of course, completely the wrong way to go

add 'the' before 'completely'

about issuing
a challenge.  Especially at three o'clock in the
morning.

	After setting off the fireworks, which for some
reason made a
picture of a potato, Kenchuro went into his

Why DO they form the picture of a potato? Is it a play
on his name, or something?

performance.  He sang off
key, used the wrong tune, and mistranslated the
lyrics anyway.  What

either get rid of 'anyway' or rephrase this

he called an Irish Jig was closer to Appalachian
Clog Dancing, and
didn't look right in what he considered a fighting
outfit.  

	Ranma, thankful that this was a night she could
wear pajamas,
dragged on a robe and went downstairs to see what
the hell was going
on, followed by the rest of the household. 
Excepting Genma, who
could sleep through the end of the world if he
wasn't being directly
attacked or offered food.

	She opened the door and stared at what seemed to be
someone in a
pink gorilla outfit having some sort of spasm.

Generic Appalachian Clog Dancer: Kenjiko-san, I'm
sorry but you have offended my people's native dance.
Now you must be made to watch hours upon hours of our
native dance, until you learn to respect and
appreciate it. On DVD.
 

	"Not happening.  Dream.  Gotta be.  Too stupid not
to be."  She
turned to drag herself back to her waiting, friendly
futon.

Futon: Now, all I need is a cheesy commercial and some
stewar--futon attendants.

	"Hey, where are you going?  I haven't finished my
challenge
ritual yet!" complained the pink gorilla.

	"Like Ranma said," muttered Nabiki.  "We're going
back to bed,
mister stupid dream.  And that's the tune to the

capitalize 'mister' 'stupid' and 'dream', as that is
his name, for now

William Tell
Overture anyhow."

Did Mister Stupid Dream say it was otherwise?

	
	"Hey, wait-- aren't you going to respond to my
challenge with a
flurry of athletic violence?"

	"Don't have to," yawned Akane.  "Neighbors'll do
jus' fine."
Without a further word, the assembled Tendos and
Saotomes went back
to bed.  

	Kenchuro stared in shock.  Normally, his patented
ritual would
start a fight right then and there.

	As the neighbors suddenly descended on him with
various kitchen
tools and implements of damage, he realized that it
had PARTLY
worked.

This line comes off a little flat. Maybe:

'As the neighbors suddenly descended on him with
various kitchen tools and implements of damage, the
weight of his sweet failure pressed upon him.'

	####

	"Damn, what a weird dream I had last night."  Ranma
yawned at the
breakfast table.

	"Me too," nodded Nabiki.

	"Oh, you also?  Mine was very strange also.  I

'also' is used twice too close together

don't often have
silly dreams, though."

suggest: 'I don't have silly dreams often, though.'

	Akane yawned herself.  "Kasumi, it can't be

She yawned herself? Get rid of 'herself'.

anything like the one
I had about a pink gorilla."

	There was a crack of chopsticks snapping all 

Change 'crack' to 'sound'. 'There was a crack of
chosticks snapping...' sounds...wrong.

around

as everyone
but Genma stared at Akane.  Then a storm of
questions.

	"Dancing pink gorilla?"

	"You call that dancing?"

Heh.

	"A fiery potato?"

	"Oh, man, it WASN'T a dream," sighed Ranma. 
"There's a new idiot
in town."

	Nodoka stared at her daughter/son.  "Ranma, someone
like that is
something beyond idiot.  That person had to be
stranger than that
Tsubasa boy or your principal."

	"I don't suppose you remember doing anything to get
a pink
gorilla angry at you, do you?' asked Nabiki,

single quoteation mark here

wondering what sort of
odds to set-- or if anyone would bother betting on
this.

	"I don't remember a pink gorilla period.  I'm

gorilla,

pretty certain
there's no Spring of Drowned Talking Pink Gorilla at
Jyusenkyo.  I
have seen some pretty weird things, but that was the
all time top
contender."

	"It isn't your fault, Ranma.  I know it isn't,"
decided Akane.
"Something that silly can't be ANYONES fault. 

It's already been established that it's silly. Even if
that hadn't already been established, it goes without 
saying.

Dancing pink gorillas
challenging you to a fight at three AM is too stupid
for anyone."

It's already been established that it's stupid, as
well.

	"Can't see how I missed that one," mumbled Genma
from around a
mouthful of pickled turnips.  "Was it a good fight,
at least?"

	"I didn't fight it, I just went back to bed.  I
wonder who--"

	Genma choked for a moment, and then coughed up the
pickle.
"You-- you refused a challenge?"

	"Challenge my butt!  I thought it was a really
stupid dream!"

	"Even in your dreams, boy--"

	"Girl," corrected Nodoka.

	"Whatever!  You NEVER refuse a challenge!"

	"Dancing pink gorillas with bad singing voices and
vegetable
themed fireworks displays does not constitute a
challenge, pops!

I suppose Yeti-riding-a-Bull-holding-a-Crane-and-Eel
challengers count =P. Ranma's been challenged by a
vast assortment of weird people to a vast assortment
of weird fights. I don't think he'd turn down this
one, on any account, but that's me.

Especially not at three o'clock in the morning on a
school night!  If

Ryouga: Of course not.

you want a fight, YOU accept the challenge, a panda
and a gorilla
would make a perfect match!"

	"I'd pay to see that," Akane murmured.

	"I'd sell tickets to it," added Nabiki.

	"Oh, my... if Gorilla-san comes back and presents a
proper
challenge... I shall have to get some bananas in
case," Kasumi
decided.

	Soun sat quietly, so confused by the discovery that
last night's
dream hadn't been one he neglected to weep.

I'm a little confused by this sentence.

	And Nodoka realized that the probability of her
ever really
catching up to the strangeness that permeated
Ranma's life was
growing more and more infinitesimal day by day...

The probability of Ranma catching up to the
strangeness that permeats his life is getting more
infinitesimal day by day...

	####

	Ranma had one of her bad feelings on the way to
school that
morning.  As she glided along the fencerail, Akane
following closely,
she was keeping an eye out for pink gorillas.

was keeping--->kept

	Thus, she failed at first to see Kuno preparing yet
another
monument to Romance and Stupidity.

	"Ranma, what do you think that is?" Akane inquired,
pointing at a
large tarpaulin covered object.

	"Search me.  Could be anything.  Maybe it's a
hidden gorilla.
Think we should check it out?"

	"Um... no?"

	"Good answer.  Probably the loony principal's
latest idea."

	"What makes you say that?"

	Ranma pointed to a packing crate that read
"Hawaii".  "Feminine
intuition?"

No need for the quotation mark before 'Feminine'

	"Very cute.  Well, lets get to class."

	####

	Tatewaki Kuno grinned, knowing that his heartfelt
tribute to the
beauty and charm of his twin loves would surely win
them to his side
and away from the foul blandishments of the sorcerer
Saotome.  

	Blandishments.  He liked that word.  It had a
majestic ring to
it.  

$Starts turning the pages of a handy dictionary.$

	He wasn't exactly certain what it meant, but it had
a majestic
ring.

Kuno: What?! The knowledgeable and wise Kuno Tatewaki
(thunder roars) not knowing a word?! And using it as
well?!

To me, this isn't really believable. Seeing how it's
only used to dig out a cheap laugh, you might want to
get rid of it.

	At lunchtime, his destiny would be assured.

	For once, he was right.

	####

	The Helpers and their charge (Ranma) were
performing the usual
swap unusual varieties of food game that they had

suggest: '...the usual swap-unusual-varieties-of-food
game...'

gotten into the
habit of playing at lunch.  Even the non-martial
artists were
performing, trying to bring something unusual to

I'm not sure if 'performing' fits well here. Maybe
'enjoying themselves', or 'contributing'?

<...>

of it.  (Quality
she'd mastered.  Quantity she had yet to get a
handle on, and
accidentally made either twice as much as needed or
half as much as
necessary.  Kasumi quietly took care of half as
much, and with Ranma
and Genma, no-one ever noticed twice as much.)

no one

	"This rice yellow,"  Shampoo said doubtfully.

	"Hey, it's something Akane discovered by accident,
but it's
pretty good.  She added a bouillon cube."  Ranma
returned to her
yellowish rice.

I've done that before :). I suggest Akane use three
the next time, for that extra zest.

	"It was a lucky accident, really," Akane added.  "A
couple fell
in the water, but it makes a nice chicken flavor. 

What exactly were a couple of unwrapped, available
bouillon cubes doing over a pot of boiling rice big
enough to feed a group of people in the first place? I
mean, it's not like there's some magical chicken
fairy. Although, (as you have said too many times)
this IS Nerima...

<...>

	Kuno scowled.  "The Chinese girl.  My name is not,
as you so
wrongly term it, Stick-boy.  But if you desire the
fruits of my
erudition, it is only meet that I grant you the
solace of improving
your limited knowledge."

Damn. 
$Sighs, then starts turning the dictionary pages the
other way.$

	"Not want fruit.  Want ask question."

	Kuno sighed.  "Very well, ask away."

	"Stick-boy called Blue Thunder sometimes, right?"

	"I have, at certain moments, indeed been known by
that most
descriptive cognomen."

Argh! $Gives up and pretends to understand.$

	"That mean you called Blue Thunder sometimes?"

	"Yes."

	"Why you change to Green Fart?  Not sound as good."

	The sound of the crickets was positively deafening.

	Kuno was so stunned at the question he forgot to
unveil his
tribute...

Heh.

	####

	Kenchuro made his way to the ground of Furinkan

ground--->grounds
That is, unless he's feeling low...

High, where he'd
been informed that many skilled martial artists
attended classes.
Perhaps there he would find the notorious Ranma, as

suggest: 'Perhaps he would find the notorious Ranma
there...'

well as others to
assist in his plan to create the ultimate martial
art.

He already has his so-called 'ultimate martial art', I
thought he was aiming to be the best.

	Deciding that the gorilla suit, usually his
favorite, had not
performed properly, he now chose one of his other
alternate outfits.

get rid of 'now'. i'm not sure, but i think it causes
tense inconsistency.


<...> 

	"I can't imagine why.  Anyhow, right now he's a
she-- and at
least for two weeks more, I think.  But you can meet

Thank God.
Ranma just seems to weird now. Of course, that will
probably be the end of this fic, but oh well. =)
There's always a sequel, or at least a continuation
featuring repercussions.

her after class,
I guess.  Or any of the others also."

<...>
 

	Kenchuro blinked audibly.  "I... see."  Such a
strange sounding

strange-sounding

group-- could some of them also be on the path of
failure?  Could
others have seen his great insight?

Why would he be thinking that? Is it because they're
strange?

	"Anyway, lunch breaks over almost, so I have to get
back to
class.  Excuse me."  Hiroshi bowed politely to the
apparent lunatic
and left, thinking, (Ranma has GOT to hear about
THIS guy.)

	Kenchuro sat, to wait.  For those plan to fail,

Add 'who' after 'those'

patience is every
bit as important as it is to those who plan to
succeed.

<...> 

	"Yeah, right.  This IS Nerima.  Maybe that guy

Hmmm...I'm sure everyone is aware of that by now. You
HAVE mentioned it a lot already, in this fic and
previous fics. I don't think anyone's going to mistake
it for New Jersey.
:P

knows the pink
gorilla."

	"At any rate, we should begin class now...  back to
your seats,
everyone.  Now, page 147, please..."

	####

	Scuba gear in warm weather is not comfortable.

	####

	In Japanese schools, rather than change rooms for
different
classes, the students stay in the same room and the
teachers move
about.  There's a roughly ten minute period between
classes, during
which students chat, talk, prepare for the next
class, adjust hair,
play short games, and in Furinkan, sometimes fight,
eat, or (in
Ranma's case) catch a quick catnap.  

	Well, not catnap, but just nap.  Ranma had her
standards.

I don't think 'standards' fits well here.
This is a little obvious observations, anyway, and
doesn't add much to the story. 

	The history teacher entered, and paused as he
adjusted the
windowshades to his liking.  "Miss Saotome, could
you tell me what
that is out on the lawn?"

	"Search me.  I don't know anything about it."

	"Um, Ranma," Hiroshi said, "I might..."

...want to wear clothes if I were you. I know it's
warm and everything, but it's quite distracting."

"Oops. I know I forgot something."

	####

	Actually, it's more than merely uncomfortable.

	####

	By now, between classes rituals were dropped in
favor of staring
at the oddly dressed figure on the lawn.

	"Like I said, he was asking about you and the other
martial
artists."

	"You're sure he said gorilla suit, Hiro?"  Ranma
was getting one
of her patented bad feelings.

Akane: Oooh. Pet names. You two getting close?

	"Yep.  So, you think this is the weirdo you

had for yourself? He's mine now."

"Argh. You get everything! Everybody loves Ranma,"
Akane grumbled.

"Yeah, Yeah..."


^_^

mentioned from last
night?"

<...>  

	"Heat exhaustion.  What with a 20 kilogram 

What,

SCUBA

tank on his back
and this tutu adding an extra layer of insulation to
full body
neoprene, it's a miracle he's this well.  I don't
suppose that any of
you have any idea why he's dressed like this?"

	Ranma nodded at the nurse.  "Hai, he's a loony."

	"That judgment may be a bit premature, Miss
Saotome," the nurse
chided.

	"Bets?"  As Ranma explained the events of the
previous night to
the nurse, she began to twitch slightly around the
eye.  

	"All right, he IS a loony.  Not that is new to this
ward or
school... well, help me get this off him, please."

You seem to draw a lot of attention to the fact that
such things are normal. It gets a little redundant
seeing 'Yup, Nerima is always this crazy' throughout a
fic, which seems to be the case in this one.


<...> 

	Ranma shuddered at the discomfort inherent in denim
panties.

$Shudders along with Ranma$

"What is WRONG with this guy?"

<...> 

	"Only practitioner I can believe.  What are you

practitioner,

<...>

	"You've pointed that out more than once, Ranma."

I couldn't agree more, but I guess it's all part of
the gag.

	"Well...  It IS loony.  The looniest thing I ever
heard of,
INCLUDING anything that Pop ever thought up.  It's
super loony.  It's
ultra loony.  It's--"

	"It is not loony.  It's sheer brilliance."

	Once again, the possible loony in question had

possible-loony (I think)

arrived, this time

Change the comma to a period, and start a new sentence
with 'This time, he...'

dressed in a nearly perfect replica of the sort of
idealized version
of the all around Renaissance Man costume from the
Monty Python's
Flying Circus sketch about the sinking ship.  Ranma,

Huh? I've never seen Monty Python sketch, let alone
one of a sinking ship.

having never
seen the program in question, simply shrugged, and

At least I can sympathize with the loony.

Kenchuro: I'm NOT a loony!

said, "Is TOO

L.A.: Nyah, Nyah.

loony.  You make Kodachi look sane, and that's
saying a lot."

She's not insane. But I guess that's debatable (though
not on this list).

<...>

telling me about
him.  Worst alchemist in Chinese history.  Tried to
create an
invincible army out of candied yams.  Died when
attacked by a horde
of starving peasants in the Leung dynasty."

Heh.

<...>
  

	"WhatEVER, Nodoka.  The point is, if you are 

Heh.

trying

to be the
worst martial artist in history, what would
challenging Ranma prove?"

	"Because he's supposed to be a really lousy 

she's

martial

artist
himself as well as a crossdresser."

herself

He may be loony, but he's not blind.


<...> 

	"Is he by any chance in the area?"  Ranma was 

he, by any chance, in

<...>

	"No, actually, I was hoping to get cursed, but the
Amazons
wouldn't let me into the grounds.  Something about
my being a
chu-loofa, whatever that is."

Anyone entering such a place has to be a loony,
anyway. And do they have the authority to turn him
away? I don't really recall them interfering with
Genma and Ranma or any other victim of the springs.

<...>

	"I am forced to agree, Ranma.  Kenchuro-san, 

I'm forced to disagree. I sincerely doubt that Ranma
would turn down ANY challenge or that Genma would
support such a decision under ANY circumstance,
especially one as trifle as this.

<snip to end>

It was a nice chapter with some funny points, but,
like someone mentioned earlier, it seems that the idea
of Ranma being a girl-in-training is little strained.
Of course, this particular chapter seems to sidetrack
that main idea, anyway.  
Looking forward to the next.

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