Subject: [FFML] [Ranma]Avalanche, scene 1 & 2
From: "CCMax" <smsdf@hotmail.com>
Date: 11/16/1999, 8:29 PM
To: "Rebeka Thomas" <ranko_1_2@hotmail.com>, "FFML" <ffml@fanfic.com>

First time doing something like this.  Hope I don't screw up format or
something.  Hell, I don't even have an idea as to what to write for the second
scene.  Hopefully my muse will be kind to me.

--CCMax

----- Original Message -----
From: Rebeka Thomas <ranko_1_2@hotmail.com>
To: FFML <ffml@fanfic.com>
Sent: Tuesday, November 16, 1999 3:47 PM
Subject: [FFML] [Ranma]Avalanche, scene 1


A single snowflake can start an avalanche rolling. This was
partially inspired by a certain Ranma 1/2 self-insert parody whose
author i forgot, where the author, a disgruntled Nabiki fan, and a
random element competed with each other to see who could get his
version of the story out first.

RULES:

1: Each section must be written by a different person
2: First post after each section gets to be official, in that it
continues. I reserve veto power.
3: Chapter must be over 1000 words [no fair gaining priority by
writing posts obscenely short] in 25 or more sentences.
4: Prose or script can be used, I could really care less.

---Prologue [Scene One]---

[CANON up until this scene. Meaning postcard, etc. No reason to
assume that Ranma and/or Genma are cursed or what with.]

Soun: Hey! Kasumi! Nabiki! Akane!

Kasumi: Yes, daddy?

Nabiki: Mm?

Soun: AKANE!! Where is that girl?

Akane: Hi, I'm Ho-o-o-ome!

* Whoosh! * Sssnch! * Klonk! * "Hyaahh!" * KRAK! *

/* note: Akane was changing into a gi, setting up concrete blocks,
-* and breaking them, all in under a minute. This happened with
-* exactly these sound FX in canon. */

Akane: Aah! That was nice.

Nabiki: There you go again, Akane. No wonder all the boys think
you're so wierd.

Akane: So why should I care? Not *everybody* thinks the world
revolves around *boys*, Nabiki.

Nabiki: No? Then I guess this wouldn't interest you.

[Scene change]

Girls: FIANCE?

Soun: Yes. The son of a very good friend of mine. The son's name is
_Ranma Saotome_

Soun: If one of you three girls were to marry him... and carry on
the Dojo...

Soun: ...Then the Tendo family legacy would be secure.

Akane: Wait a minute! Don't we have some say in who we marry?

Kasumi: Akane's right, daddy. We've never even _met_ Ranma.

---***---

Okay. I withdraw from this and will see where it goes. People
receiving FFML mail in digest format need not apply. Posts will be
barred from becoming official at my sole discretion. rule of thumb:
NO WRAP-UPS! This is an ongoing story.


--

"Well that's ok, I haven't either," Soun simply said.

The three daughters sat there and stared incredulously at their father.  Before
any of them can even remark about their father's mental health, he continued on,
quite happy that he now has their attention.

"It really doesn't matter, because he will be coming here soon."

At that, there is a knock on the door, and Soun quickly stood up and rushed to
answer it, crying out, "Saotome, you're here!"

The three daughters simply looked at each other in resignation and shook their
heads.  As they stood up to greet their guests, their father quickly rushed back
into the room screaming.  They looked up and saw a fat old man wearing a white
gi and a bandanna over his head being carried over the shoulder of a stone
statue of a samurai.

"Put me down! Oyaji!" screamed the fat man old man, "you're scaring them
spitless!"

With that, the statue looked around at them for a moment and dropped the kicking
and screaming old man.  With that, the old man stood up, turned around and
looked at the assembled Tendo family.  The Tendo daughters looked at the old man
clearly, and decided that he was fat, ugly, bald, and wearing glasses.  They
hoped with every fibre of their being that this was not Ranma Saotome.  They
were quickly relieved when their father identified him for them.

"Saotome-kun!  You've made it," Soun cried out as he quickly rushed forward and
hugged his longtime friend.  "But where is your son Ranma?"

As Saotome-kun was being suffocated and slowly dying from the hug, he was able
to croak out, "I'm not Oyaji!  I'm Saotome Ranma!"  He then proceeded to point
with his free arm to the statue and choked out, "THAT'S my Oyaji!"

Soun quickly released his long time friend and backed up so he could stare at
him gravely for a moment.  Then with a big a grin and bark of laughter, "That is
a great joke my friend!  So tell me, where is your son Ranma, Saotome-kun?"

While this was going on, the three daughters became extremely worried.  They
really didn't want to marry such an old man, if he was telling the truth.  Most
likely, his friend probably went insane or was trying to get fresh with some
young girls.  Mainly, them!  Wondering about the moving statue was the farthest
thing from their mind.

After looking at Soun Tendo for a moment with an expression of resignation on
his face, he simply said in a tired voice, "I'll bring my son once you can bring
two or three pots of hot water out."

"Of course," cried Soun, "we'll have some tea while we're at it.  Kasumi, why
don't you bring some tea and," with look of confusion on his face, "the three
pots of hot water.  Sit, sit!  Saotome-kun, why don't you tell us about
everything while we wait for the tea, and hot water!"

With that, Kasumi left to fill out the request, while Soun led his friend to the
table to begin talking.  With a tired sigh, "Please... Tendo... kun... why don't
we wait for the hot water first.  It's important that we get it."

The Tendo family sat and stared at the statue, and Saotome Genma/Ranma (?),
curiously while waiting for the tea.  And the hot water.  Finally, Kasumi
entered into the room carrying the requested item.  After she served the tea,
she placed the three pots of hot water on the table near their guests.

"First, let me introduce myself," began the old man, "I am Saotome Ranma," and
with that picked up one of the pots poured some of it over his head.  To the
shock and amazement of the Tendo's, there now sat a young man with black hair
and piercing blue eyes, wearing a red chinese shirt and black drawstring pants.
"And this," he continued pointing to the statue, "is my baka-oyaji, Saotome
Genma," and poured the last of the hot water over the statue, causing it to
dissapear, and the familiar old man to reappear.

"Tendo-kun!" cried Genma as he stood up and slapped his friend on the back, "it
is so good to see you!"

And with that, Tendo Soun, patriarch of the Tendo Clan, fainted.

---

"I can't breath," thought Soun, "I wonder why?"  After spending a moment to
think about it, he realized he couldn't breath because there was water instead
of air.  "Hmmm, I wonder where all of the air went to, and why there's water
here?"  That's when he realized that he was drowning.  With a loud cry, he
quickly stood up, and found himself in the koi pond that is in his backyard.
After looking around a bit he saw his old friend grinning widely, while his
daughters were looking towards him with concern.

"See, I told you not to worry," Genma calmly said, "this was how I used to wake
up your father everytime he fainted.  Worked every time!"  Genma couldn't help
but have a look of pride over his face for his quick thinking.

"So tell me Saotome-kun, were you really that statue, and that your son once
looked like you?" he asked, hoping beyond hope that he was wrong.

"Of course Tendo-kun," Genma replied solemnly as he helped his friend out of the
pond, "let me explain."

---

With a resounding splash, Saotome Genma disapeared from view as he turned into a
statue and fell face first into the pond.

"Now way am I lett'n you explain about any of this Oyaji," Ranma cried after he
kicked his father into the pond.  When the statue finally stood up in the middle
of the pond, Ranma quickly continued, "this is all your fault in the first
place!"  With that he turned around and entered the house so could sit down at
the table so he could drink some tea.  The Tendo's slowly walked back to the
table in evident confusion as they wanted to know what exactly is going on.

"Now, this all started when we went to Jusenkyou, a cursed valley filled with a
whole bunch of cursed springs," began Ranma, before anybody could interupt or
ask questions.  It was evident that he was quite angry from the look on his
face, and the venomous glare being directed towards his father.  Who was still
in the pond.

"Oyaji didn't know a word of Chinese, and the guide ain't that good in Japanese,
so when went there we didn't know it was cursed or nothin.  If we'd listened to
the guide none of this would'a happened, course we probably wouldn't have
believed 'ta guide anyways," the angry look and tone was quickly replace by a
look of resignation and was said in a tired of tone of voice.  "We were fighten'
because the hundred or so springs all had these bamboo poles stickin out'a them,
and we were jumpin around on top of them tryin' to kick each other into the
pools below.  After a while, Oyaji undid his belt and looped it around my foot
suddenly, and threw me into a pool.  I came up and was about to return the
favor, when I noticed that my balance was all off.  That was when I noticed I
was a girl.  Oyaji was so shocked, he fell into a pool and came out as that
statue over there."

"But," interjected Nabiki in the slight pause, "you weren't a girl when you came
in here."

"Yeah, cause me and Oyaji found out what all those pools were, and how these
curses worked.  I fell into the nyannichuan, Spring of Drowned girl.  Oh so
tragi legend of young girl who drown 1500 years ago.  I think.  Oyaji fell into
spring of drowned samurai fighting monster who turn things into stone golems.
Or something like that.  Guide told us that cold water activates the curse, but
how water would turn it off.  Until we get hit by cold water again.

"We asked about a cure, but the Guide told us that there ain't no cure.  So
Oyaji got all desperate and asked what would happen if I was to fall into
another spring.  I was so caught up in turning into a girl that I didn't really
think about what Oyaji asked.  Guide said that the cursed form will change into
what the spring was.  Before the Guide could continue, Oyaji hit me over the
head and knocked me out.  Next thing I know, he's picking me up and tossing me
into one spring after another.  I'm chaning into all of these creatures, and
Oyaji doesn't stop until I hit him in the face.  That's when I realized I looked
like Oyaji.

"Guide came running up to us yelling how the cuses might mix together or become
permanent or something, that scared me alot, cause I don't ever want to look
like Oyaji for the rest of my life.  We pour hot water over me and found out I
could turn back.  I asked what kind of curse I got now, but the guide told us
that I was in the spring of drowned yak.  That's when we experimented around and
found at what my curse is."

"So, what is your curse?" calmly asked Nabiki.

Before Ranma could reply, Genma dropped some pond water he was carrying in his
cupped hands over Ranma's head.  Instead of the handsome young man sitting on
the other side of the table, there now was a young woman wearing a kimono.  A
very familiar young woman.  In fact, the Tendo's quickly looked back in forth
between Nabiki and her double.  Ranma.

"Basically," Ranma calmly said, with withering glance sent at his, now her,
father, in a voice that was eerily familiar, "When get splashed with water, I
turn into whoever it was I was looking at.  Even the clothing you're wearing is
copied.  If I'm not looking at anyone, then I get turned into whoever I last
was.  If I get hit with cold water again after I change back, and I ain't
looking at somebody, then I'm going to change back into you," Ranma tiredly
explained, pointing at Nabiki, "and I'm also going to be wearing this kimono."
All of a sudden, a look of confusion crossed his face, and he looked down and
started to look into the kimono, "What the hell are you wearing underneath this?
I ain't never felt anything like it before?  Feels kinda like silk or
something?"

"STOP!" yelled Nabiki as she hurriedly reached over the table and grabbed
Ranma's hands away from the top of the kimono.  "Don't you dare LOOK at my
body!" Nabiki cried, while blushing furiously.  Akane and Kasumi were both
looking at Nabiki, trying to figure out what exactly she could be wearing.

"Well now, this isn't so bad!" remarked Soun.  "These are my daughters: Kasumi,
age 19, Nabiki, age 17, and Akane, age 16.  Choose the one you want, and she's
your Inazuke!" cried Soun as he pointed at each daughter in turn.

"HEY! Wait a minute!" yelled Ranma, while Nabiki called out, "Daddy!"

Kasumi and Akane quickly looked at each other and then towards the still
blushing Nabiki and Ranma as her arms were still in Nabiki's firm grip.  They
looked back at each other and quickly nodded.  "Oh my, I think Nabiki is the
perfect choice for Ranma!" Kasumi quickly said.

"I agree, since the PERVERT," Akane spat out, "already knows what Nabiki looks
like, let Nabiki be his Inazuke!"

"Hey! Now wait a second!" Nabiki yelled out.  Unfortunately, she wasn't quick
enough as her father called out, "Then it's agreed.  Nabiki and Ranma are now
engaged!"

At that, both Soun and Genma started dancing around in a joyful manner, after
which Genma quickly poured some hot water over himself and joined Soun as he
pulled out the sake.  They quickly got drunk celebrating the joining of their
family.

-----

Don't ask wher I got this, I just did.  I'm not even going to go back and fix
anything, so live with it.  And if anybody want's to use the curses I made up,
then go ahead, you don't need my permission.

--CCMax


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