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Glad to help provide it.
Akane, Ukyou, Shampoo, and Kodachi conducted their search of the lower
floors quickly and thoroughly, with little in the way of arguments
erupting
among them. Convinced there were no ninjas currently residing in the
museum's lower floors, the quartet went into the basement and conducted a
search in the bowels of the building.
Shampoo: Phew! It stink down here, and Shampoo think she step in
something. Smell like...
Not those sort of bowels.
Others: SHHH! Be vewy vewy qwiet! We're hunting ninjas!
Heh. The title does rather lend itself to that, doesn't it?
For the first few minutes, the search turned up little, other than extra
relics that couldn't fit in the museum proper. As the girls were in the
process of examining several of the storage rooms, they uncovered a large,
moldy, rusted metal grating in the floor. The smell indicated it led
directly to the sewers below.
Shampoo: Shampoo know she smell sh-
Others: SHHH!
Bowels of the building indeed.
Close enough I suppose.
There were signs of the ancient covering
having been moved recently.
Just how old is this museum anyway?
Old enough to have an ancient sewer grating.
(see, coming up with answer to questions you never thought of can be easy.
^_^)
"Maybe," Akane admitted. "In any case, we're going to have to go down
there
and search for ourselves. If we're lucky and they're going to use this way
to get in, we can grab them before they get into the museum. That'll show
Ranma and the others us girls can hold our own."
Ah, but we're so much happier when we get to hold your own...
heh.
Shampoo recoiled in horror as Akane lifted the grating and proceeded to
climb down. "What you doing?!" she said, horrified.
she asked would sound better.
Got it.
"What stories?" Akane asked.
"That there packs of rabid albino alligators down there. Is deathtrap for
sure."
Oh hell. I read pretty quickly up to here, but that made me stop. And
made me wonder. And made me suspect.
Good. That sort of thing does stand out pretty badly, as Akane goes on to
mention eventually.
Akane, Ukyou, and Kodachi all stared at Shampoo for a moment, then broke
out into uproarious laughter. Ukyou was the first to recover enough to
speak. "Wah ha ha! I'd have never thought you were so gullible as to
believe those stupid urban legends. Ha ha!"
Yep. Parinoid-o-meter climbing steadily.
It should go out the top eventually.
"Is no legend, is true," Shampoo insisted.
And why do I believe her?
Shampoo: Would Shampoo lie about such a thing?
Akane managed to maintain a more polite decorum, only snorting when she
said, "Shampoo, it is just a myth. There are no albino alligators, let
along rabid packs of them, roaming around in the sewers."
And why am I -not- comforted by these words of wisdom?
Becuase coventional logic doesn't fare to well in the Ranmaverse. ^_^
"Is just a trap you three try to make on Shampoo so you can get rid of her
and she no win Ranma's heart."
If Shampoo smart, she get crazy girls go down there and get ate, and
leave
way open to Ranma!
That does occur to her later.
Kodachi forced her way past Akane and went down into the sewers. Ukyou
followed. Akane gave one last look towards Shampoo. "Are you sure you
aren't going to come down?"
Aww, comeon Shampoo. Go down with them... Bet Ranma would like it.
Heh. It would be a chance to solve all of his current fiancee problems.
Akane shrugged and went down into the dimly lit sewers. Perhaps it was
just
as well. There was a large amount of water running down the middle of the
first tunnel they entered. Given Shampoo's curse, she would have been a
cat
within minutes no matter what precautions she would have taken, although
the Amazon was behaving like a total coward. At least now Akane had
something to rub in Shampoo's face the next time she tried pulling her
superiority act on her.
If she backs out now, maybe she'll still have something to rub in
Shampoo's
face.
Good point.
"I do not see why I must travel with the likes of you. Why can I not
accompany Akane Tendou?"
A scene break would have been nice.
I use a double space for scene breaks. Don't think I've ever used much
else, especially given the number of scene breaks in this chapter alone.
"Because she doesn't like you, you moron." Mousse gave a sigh. It was just
his luck to end up stuck with the perverted ninja and that bokken wielding
headcase. Why couldn't he have traveled at his beloved Shampoo's side,
where he truly belonged? It just wasn't fair that by the time he put his
glasses back on, Shampoo had already disappeared and he had ended up stuck
searching with those two helpless losers in love.
Heh.
Everyone's greatest blindness is when they try looking at themselves.
"Ha!" Mousse shot back, already sick and tired of Kunou's ranting. "You're
more blind than I am without my glasses. Even if that damn Ranma wasn't
around she would still reject you out of hand, just like she always did
before she met him. She's never given you the faintest hint that she has
any interest in you whatsoever. Get a clue. It's obvious that you're
wasting both her time and yours. The two of you will never be a couple.
All
you're doing is annoying her, so you might as well leave her alone."
*shakes head* You really enjoyed that didn't you?
It was too easy. ^_^
As Kunou wandered alone into an ancient Japan exhibit, he came across a
large display, within a glass case, that dominated the center of the room.
Inside was a full set of ancient samurai armor, complete with a katana at
its side. The armor appeared to be in pristine condition, not showing the
slightest sign of its age. It could have been worn by a warrior the day
before; truly a remarkable exhibit.
If it's too lifelike and new, it probably was worn the day before. And
today as well, beacuse there's probably someone in there.
Not quite.
Now those were the days, Kunou thought to himself as he admired the armor.
Back then, he could have taken a real katana to that impudent Saotome and
chased him off for good or thrown him in prison for being a sorcerer. And
all of the people would have fallen at Kunou's feet, worshipping him as
befit a noble warrior of his birth. And Akane Tendou and the pig-tailed
girl would have both been his wives or concubines. It didn't really
matter;
he held them both in equal esteem.
Yep. Low.
No. He holds them in high regards. They, on the other hand...
[Don me and you shall attain those noble dreams you so richly deserve.]
Oh, my bad. It's not occupied by someone alive, it is alive.
Yep.
[Unless it's magical.]
"Good point," Kunou acceded.
See the Darkstalkers anime. Bishamon.
True. Hadn't thought of that.
[As I was saying, put me on, and you shall be given the power of Kintaro
Dhoom himself, he who slew the great and mighty Himura Kenshin.]
*snort*
Hey, would magic armor lie?
"It was reputed that he was still a whole man when he died."
Never try to pull one over on an otaku, be he history or whatever.
Yep.
"That's not much of a maiming."
[It's better than anyone else managed on the red-haired little geek.]
*snicker*
And it's not like Kenshin could admit to it either, it would just encourage
people to attack him, knowing that a drunk could inflict that kind of
injury upon him.
"That is indeed, true," Kunou acceded yet again. "Ordinarily, the great
Tatewaki Kunou would not resort to increasing his already magnificent
talents through magical means, but since it's obvious Saotome employs
sorcery at every turn, I shall lower myself this one time. What must I
do?"
He should have said, this one more time.
Heh. True, but this is Kunou speaking.
The armor glowed and the door to the case opened on its own accord. [Put
me
on, and I shall increase your power a hundredfold. You will become the
mightiest warrior the world has ever known, able to destroy all of your
foes with but a single blow from your mighty sword.]
Order now and it comes with a free T-shirt!
heh.
[Only because my owner was drop-dead drunk at the time, else we would have
defeated him for certain. I know it had nothing to do with me possessing
him and controlling his mind.]
Heh, oops.
Now the true power of the magic armor is revealed: Gross stupidity.
Kunou looked at the armor suspiciously. "What was that about possessing
him
and controlling his mind?"
What's he got to worry about? What mind?
There's one there, it just tends to be deluded about things.
Kunou continued staring suspiciously at the armor, then smiled. "Of course
you would. What magic armor could resist a warrior of my wit and charms?
Truly it was destiny for us to meet. Let it be known from this day forward
that The Blue Thunder, Tatewaki Kunou, will never be bested by mortal man
again."
[Sucker.]
This has got to be the dumbest magical armor ever.
Probably. Hence why it's still in its case.
[That was what I meant. What did you think I was saying? That you're a
sucker for putting me on so I can possess you and then rule the world
simply using your pathetic butt as a vessel for my evil power? It sounds
like paranoia to me.]
Me too. Good thing parinoia comes naturally to me.
And me.
its last possession, mankind had gotten lucky when the cursed armor was
tricked into getting its vessel drunk and killed by Kenshin. Now there
would be no such mistakes. The armor would do it right this time, taking
things over first THEN getting drunk in celebration.
Make sure your priorities are straight.
Increases the chances of one ruling the world, all right.
Possessed Kunou turned to see two beings enter the exhibit room, a man
wearing some white robes and a female ninja. The female looked like a
major
babe too. Possessed Kunou wondered if this was one of the girls the vessel
had wanted. The fool had demonstrated remarkably good taste if such was
the
case.
*choke*
Well, Konatsu had even Ranma fooled for a period of time.
"You mean make me listen to you recite poetry? I don't think so," Mousse
said.
Mousse replied sounds better. Kuno: second only to Vogons and that girl
in
England.
Vogons is HGtTG, if I remember correctly. What's the bit about a girl in
England?
Mousse remained where he was, watching impassively.
He's not worried. He knows a plot device when he senses one.
Yep.
"Now you die!" Possessed Kunou screamed as he lashed viciously forward
with
his hand...
...only to have the movement cause all of the straps holding the armor in
place to break simultaneously, causing every piece of it to go flying
across the room. By the time Kunou touched Mousse, the glow surrounding
his
body had vanished.
*snicker*
You knew the armor had to screw up somewhere.
Mousse looked down at the finger touching his breast. He grabbed Kunou's
hand, forcing it away. "I'm not a touchy-feelie person, okay?"
HAH!
Well, he isn't.
Kunou looked around in confusion. "Curious. For some odd reason, I have
this insatiable desire to rule the world."
Okay, he gets to be Pinky.
The number of comments about Kunou=Pinky surprise me. It hadn't occurred to
me myself.
"Pay it no mind," Kunou said stoically. "If it could not remain upon the
frame of Tatewaki Kunou, then obviously it was not destined for
greatness."
Ouch. Thats gotta hurt.
Well, he is right, if for the wrong reasons.
"Let's get going," Mousse said as the trio ignored the sobbing armor and
set off to look for kunoichi again.
No Ranma and Ryoga?
They're coming. Timing is everything here.
And what's Shampoo doing? Twiddling her thumbs?
Find out later.
Light reflected off the tunnels as Ukyou held her flashlight before her,
twin beams coming from behind her joining the third as the trio made their
way through the ancient sewer system. It was nice of Kodachi to give her
and Akane two other flashlights, though who knew how the gymnast managed
to
somehow keep them in that tight leotard of hers.
*drool*
It's right where she keeps her gymnatsics pins, of course.
"You know, with all of our talk before about rabid albino alligators, I
really expected to be jumped by a pack of them by now. I mean, that's the
sort of thing that usually happens," Akane said.
Yeah, I'd also sorta suspected that they wouldn't, especially with a
buildup that obvious. You've got a nice ambiguity going on here. It's
the
obvious thing to do, so you won't, but then again you use obvious
things...
I was hoping to throw people off the alligators slightly by providing for
that statement and the C.H.U.D.s. Looks like it had a small degree of
success, at least.
The trio emerged into a large, fifty foot radius circular chamber that
seemed to serve as some sort of hub, since a multitude of other tunnels
led
>from that central point. Within the center of the chamber, on a large
twenty foot section of concrete that was raised above the sludge on the
floor, were a number of wooden crates stacked all about. Several of them
having been cracked open and spilled some greenish substance on the
concrete of the floor where it was slowly running down the concrete and
into the sewer water.
Hey, cool! Teenage Mutant Ninja girls!
Hadn't thought of that either, but it does make sense.
Akane moved closer to one of the intact crates. There seemed to be some
sort of inscription on the boxes. She avoided the spilled substance and
rubbed off the slime that had accumulated on the surface of the crate,
reading the letters underneath.
"C.H.U.D."
*thud* HAH! Do it! Come on! You know you want to!
I'm somewhat surprised anyone remembers that forgettable movie. Happy
though, as I was afraid no one would get the reference either.
"I think I remember that acronym," Kodachi said as she looked over Akane's
shoulder and read the letters. "There was some sort of scandal a while
back. Evidently, some unscrupulous chemical plant disposed of their excess
toxic waste in the sewers underneath Nerima in order to save money.
C.H.U.D. was their name for the project. It stood for, Chemical Hazard:
Urban Disposal."
I don't think so...
That was what the acronym originally stood for. Later it was used for the
cannibals as well.
The pair heard the rattle of metal on metal behind them. Turning, they saw
that Ukyou was shaking so badly that her throwing spatulas in her
bandoleer
were clanging together. "I remember that C.H.U.D stood for something else
too.
Ah! Here we go.
Yep.
Apparently the toxic chemicals mutated some of the homeless people
that lived in the sewers, turning them into Cannibalistic Humanoid
Underground Dwellers, also named C.H.U.D, for short.
Heh heh heh. That's the one. Man those movies were funny.
Yep. The first had Daniel Stearn and a pre-Rosanne John Goodman in it. Bit
surprised when I saw it about 5 years or so ago.
The paper said all of
them were caught, though." That seemed to relax her slightly as she
stopped
shivering.
They also said that they cleaned up the mess too.
Good point.
"Forgive me, but due to my own status in life, I have had no contact with
homeless people. Do they normally appear to be about six feet tall, weigh
about three hundred pounds, have green scaly flesh, glowing eyes, and
sharp
teeth?"
I'm going to be pissed if there's not one standing behind Ukyo.
Behind everyone, actually.
"No." Ukyou replied.
"I see. Then I guess it would be these C.H.U.D. things, as you so
delightfully termed them, that have us completely surrounded."
Okay, making sure. In many ways, it would have been funnier if she'd
have
said that just to scare the hell out of Ukyo. It's up to you though.
They're there. It helps in the next scene when they aren't being chased by
them anymore.
Two old men, that were walking down the street, looked down at the manhole
cover nearest to them. One turned to the other and gave a sad shake of his
head. "What's the world coming to when young women can't wander around
sewers without having Cannibalistic Humanoid Underground Dwellers
terrorizing them?"
His friend could only nod his head in agreement at the statement. Things
were definitely better in the old days.
Yeah, all they had were blobs and killer tomatos.
was temped to have him act grumpy and go on how they only had alligators to
worry about, and not 'those fancy albino ones either.' But I thought that
would be overdoing it.
"Why aren't we trying to enter this place through the sewers again?" Tai
asked.
Mai sighed. "Let me spell it out for you. C...H...U...D."
*snicker*
Sometimes you have to spell pout acronyms for poor ole' Tai too.
Tai cocked her head curiously. "Those guys that were chasing us were
Cannibalistic Humanoid Underground Dwellers?"
No, they were actually just fanboys who had gotten lost in the sewers of
Nerima.
Tai's so used to being chased, she takes little note of who's doing it
anymore.
"Here then. It's by Adidas." B.J. pulled out a yellow ribbon and tied it
to
Mai's arm. Looking her sister over once, the gaudily dressed ninja smiled
in satisfaction. "Now that's better."
Figures.
Of course. I thought I was telegraphing that one when I had Konatsu but his
on.
Mai looked at the ribbon and found herself smiling as well. It did look
sort of nice with the placement and the way it contrasted with the rest of
her outfit. "And how are you going in?" Mai asked B.J.
-_-
Eh?
"Of course," B.J. sniffed. "When do I ever disguise myself
inappropriately?"
"There was that time you infiltrated an animal rights rally dressed as a
fur trapper."
Heh heh.
"Well, the disguise was perfect. I even clubbed several baby harp seals
and
carried their pelts with me to add authenticity."
HAH!
But the disguise was good. ^_^
"And there was that time you infiltrated a Neo-Nazi rally dressed as a
Rabbi."
Oh, god. Make it stop.
One more and then you'll have it.
"I'll have you know my disguise was so convincing, I was asked to do a
bris
on the way over there."
"And the K.K.K. rally as a Gangsta Rapper?"
It hurts, it hurts.
Good. That means it's working. ^_^
"I got a music contract, didn't I?"
I do have to wonder why she had to go to those things.
Practicing her disguise skills and getting information on various groups.
B.J. gave her a wide-eyed stare. "Look, that line might work when you're
trying to pick up guys, but I am a girl, and your sister too! I have no
sexual interest in you whatsoever!"
Wanna bet?
Nah. B.J.'s straight and non-incestuous.
"It's a good disguise," Tai insisted.
What, is she an exterminator?
No. Curator. Well, she has a name tag anyway.
Mai pulled a copy of the blueprints out from her uniform. "You're right.
According to the blueprints, this building is not supposed to be in the
shape of a pentagram."
Heh heh. That's always a problem.
Oui.
"I know what it is," B.J. said, horror creeping into her voice as she at
last realized what was wrong.
THEY REMOVED THE 'DO NOT WALK ON GRASS' SIGN! Now -ANYONE- could walk on
the grass when they're not supposed to!
Close. You got the right idea.
"Well, for one thing, we aren't being chased by those C.H.U.D.s anymore,
right?"
"THAT'S ONLY BECAUSE THEY WERE EATEN BY A PACK OF ALBINO ALLIGATORS!!!"
Ah. Was wondering about those, although to tell you the truth I expected
the alligators to have been eaten by the C.H.U.D.s.
Nah. C.H.U.D.s aren't tough enough to handle a pack of gators.
"Okay," Ukyou admitted. "But at least they aren't rabid, like Shampoo said
they'd be. Otherwise we'd be in real trouble."
Akane resisted the urge to hit Ukyou. Hard.
I don't have to out run them, I just have to out run you!
There is that too.
"If we throw them a large piece of meat, say, a cross dressing okonomiyaki
chef, they will be distracted, and it would give us time to escape."
HEY! A spark of genius! But I'd think she'd rather throw Akane and deal
with Ukyo.
D.B: Ukyou's butt's bigger.
Ukyou: It is not! (Hits D.B. repeatedly in head with oversized spatula.)
"Hey!" Ukyou shouted from behind. "I am not some reptile's dinner.
Besides,
why don't we throw you at them instead?"
"As slender as I am, I would not give them pause for a moment, whereas
your
posterior alone would have them chewing for hours."
Ouch. And thus they brawl and kill all the gators.
Heh. That could have been an alternate way of doing things.
Akane hoped she made it through the grating first. Then she might be able
to shut it on her companions before they climbed out and then she wouldn't
have to deal with their constant bickering for the rest of the night.
Even better. But Shampoo has probably already locked it.
Nope. An oversight on her part.
And then he had it. Something he had always been dissatisfied about and
could not change no matter what he did. When he went to public baths, he
had always received stares and had snide comments made about him. And the
worst part was, they were all true. In order to change it, magic would be
the only way. Considering what it was, if something went wrong with the
wish, he might end up doomed, but it was a chance he had to take. And if
it
worked, it might even help him with the confidence problems he had when it
came to girls.
This is going to be terrible.
Somewhat. Though the bad points won't be learned until later.
Ryouga immediately felt the change in his body. His heart skipped a beat
as
he unzipped his pants and pulled it out. It had worked! Turning, he
shouted
"Ranma, take a look at this!"
You're not serious.
This time I am. ^_^
The fires of competition were stoked in Ranma's chest. He immediately
ripped the doll out of Ryouga's hands and quickly said to it, "I wish mine
was bigger too. At least a couple of inches bigger than Ryouga's. Wait,
better make it four. And wider around too."
You're serious.
Very.
the results of a wish before it has been granted. If I had given you
yours,
all of your girlfriends would have been intimidated by your tremendous
size
and abandoned you. Apparently even that Amazon girl has limits as to how
far she is willing to go to please you."
*snicker*
The downside to being overly well endowed, which is forgotten in most
lemons. ^_^
"Serves you right for not giving me a wish," Ranma complained bitterly. He
turned to Ryouga. "Let's keep looking for ninjas"
Tai is gonna love Ryoga.
Oui.
The two exited the room, only to come immediately upon an attractive
teenage girl that was walking through the room and examining the various
exhibits. They saw that she had her long black hair drawn back in a single
ponytail and wore only a short pink skirt with two thin matching pieces of
cloth that went up and over the shoulders, barely covering her ample
assets, and a pair of short pink boots.
Speak of the devil, and should she appear...
Or kunoichi, in this case.
The girl bowed before them. "My name is... why hello there, stretch. Just
hanging around, huh?"
HAH! HAH!
She is quite the perv, though with limitations.
Ryouga suddenly realized the wide smile that nearly split her face into
two
was directed towards him. Or more specifically, what was between his legs.
Giving an, "Ack!" Ryouga quickly zipped up.
EEWW! *crosses legs*
"AAARRRGGGHHH!"
*shudder*
It hurt just to write that. ^_^
Ryouga's response to this primitive mating ritual was to turn even redder
than before and have a trickle of blood start to flow from his nose.
You know, you'd think that with the extra storage space, the excess blood
wouldn't be coming out of his nose...
Heh. You're evil.
"Oh?" Tai frowned in his direction. "And exactly what is a curator
supposed
to look like?"
Heh heh.
And thus, Ranma found himself doomed.
"Ah," Ranma began hesitantly, feeling an all-too familiar sensation creep
up on him.
Heh.
And now her realizes it.
Tai's tears dried up instantly, and she watched in amusement as the two
fought their way into another room. B.J. didn't know what she was talking
about. This disguise stuff was just too easy.
Heh heh.
So right, yet for all the wrong reasons.
Akane sighed. She did not need to get involved in a brawl between the two.
Shampoo had apparently already wandered off on her own, which meant it
would be all right for Akane to do so as well.
Yes, split up.
Yep. Once again.
Akane made her through the incredibly large museum, taking some time to
look at the exhibits while keeping an eye open for any intruders. It
almost
seemed larger on the inside than it did on the outside. Her wandering
brought her to a room where she found a copy of the Necronomicon on
display. Interesting. Akane hadn't thought the book was particularly
famous, especially since Kasumi had a copy of her own that she kept stored
next to some of her cookbooks.
That's scary as hell. But not surprising. Wonder if that's where those
wonderful recipies come from?
Actually Kasumi keeps it near her cookbooks, not Akane's.
"Not really. I was just checking out the noise," Akane said, then
remembering her manners, explained, "My name is Akane Tendou. I've been
hired as special security for tonight."
Ah, so she gets picked off first.
Not exactly.
"You're wearing black soft toe Nike ninja slippers. No janitor in the
world
would wear something like that," Akane answered.
Astute. As a brick.
heh.
The old man frowned. "Curses.
Curses, foiled again...
That seemed to be the usual response to that line too.
Akane recoiled in horror "What happened to you? Did you lose a bet?"
Heh heh. It's been known to happen.
Too, too, true.
B.J. took a careful look at what she had pulled out of the can. How the
hell was she supposed to beat anyone with a broom?
Ask my Mom.
But does she fight dangerous martial artists with it?
She slapped her forehead
in disgust. Apparently she had disguised her weapon a little too well. She
pulled out another handle, only to see it was a mop.
Hey, those could work.
Regretably, B.J. has no training in Janitiorial Martial Arts.
"Damn it! I know it's in here somewhere." She bent into the can, trying to
see the bottom. She was more than halfway in when she felt someone grab
her
legs, hoist her up in the air, then let go so that she was trapped upside
down in the can.
Heh.
She had it coming.
Akane watched the kunoichi's legs kick back and forth, smiling in
satisfaction. She gave the can a swift kick. The force of the blow wheeled
it quickly across the marble floor, slamming into a wall, hard. The can
fell over so that the ninja, whose upper body was still inside, was
sitting
on her rump.
Heh heh. Kinda reminds me of Scooby Doo.
Yeah. A little.
was a six-foot tall two-handed sword, nearly five inches wide and with a
serrated edge to it opposite the sharp edge. Engraved on the side was a
set
of ancient-looking runes, blazing with an eerie blue light of their own.
Clearly Akane could see the runes made out the words, 'Pigsticker II.'
Whaddaya know, I was right.
You thought it was a magic two-handed sword?
Akane leaped out of the way of the next sword stroke. "I think I'm going
to
run instead." She took off. It was time to find Ranma and get him to help
her. He was good at that sort of thing. She could be taken seriously as a
martial artist next time.
Heh heh. A true martial artist always runs from a horrible death. The
live ones, anyway.
Yep.
as the winner would rub it in the face of the other two. Not that Mai
would
not do the same to them; she just wanted to be the one doing the rubbing.
Still, things could have been worse. It wasn't like anyone had discovered
her yet.
A hand fell on her shoulder.
Yet.
Exactly.
Mai hung her head down in shame.
After a thought like that, I would too. Even mentally, you're asking for
it.
And she agrees with you, since she is the 'bright' one of the trio.
as she picked the kunoichi up by the back of her outfit and proceeded to
drag the unconscious person behind her.
*snicker*
It's easy to take someone out as long as you don't realize who it is you're
taking out. ^_^
Kasumi to Ranma. The two older men were quick on their feet, to be sure.
There was only going to be a small window of opportunity for her to make
her move.
Cats can make it through small windows. At least, if you kick them hard
enough.
heh.
"Have you ever seen a curator?" Tai shot back.
"Yes. Shampoo been to museum before weird remodeling and meet curator. You
no look like him, unless you lose fifty years and get sex change."
Heh heh.
And thus the hole in the plan becomes obvious.
"Humph. Stupid Ninja Girl is better name," Shampoo smirked back. What a
stupid top heavy bimbo. How could she possibly think someone as smart and
observant as the pride of the Amazons would have fallen for such a
transparent disguise? Even Ryouga wouldn't have been stupid enough to fall
for it.
*snort*
Well, Shampoo fell for it with the explanation too, until Tai screwed up.
But it's not like she's going to admit to it. ^_^
Shampoo leveled her bonbori towards the bimbo ninja. She didn't look like
much. The Amazon would be able to handle her easily enough. And then she
could take the girl's unconscious carcass to Ranma and show her husband
what a great and brilliant warrior she was. It was too easy.
Like B.J. before her, Tai took off her disguise.
Oooh!
Yes, she threw the name tag to the ground. Now be quiet.
DAMN!
Heh. And I thought you didn't like fourth wall breakthrus. Though I admit
this is much less disruptive, which is better overall than the previous
ones.
"No, no, no. We is inland."
"Right." Tai began again. "I've heard of your kind before. From the
deepest, darkest middle region of China, there exists a tribe of warrior
women who are dedicated to the subjugation of men-"
Sheesh, get it right already.
But where would the fun be in that?
Tai saw Shampoo moving closer and panicked. She pulled out a giant wooden
mallet and proceeded to strike Shampoo repeatedly in the head with it,
screaming, "Don't touch me! I'm straight, you repulsive pervert! Find
another lesbian to molest! Keep away from me! I'm a good girl! Wahhhh!"
Heh heh.
Obviously not all anime girls are inherent lesbians. ^_^
Tai stopped the beating and ran off, bawling her eyes out and leaving the
mallet buried on top of Shampoo, who was pounded half way into the floor
of
the museum. As Shampoo's eyes uncrossed and she realized what had just
happened, she softly intoned, "Someone is getting Kiss of Death for sure
this time."
Nah, marry her. It'd be a more appropriate punishment.
Heh. It would be more tortuous, but even Shampoo realizes Ranma probably
wouldn't go for a three way. ^_^
There was turmoil in Ukyou's voice as she saw she had the kunoichi's
attention and continued. "I've been thinking lately about my relationship
with Ranchan. Thinking a lot actually, and I'm beginning to get worried.
Since you're the only friend I have besides Ranchan, and since I can't
really discuss this with him, I thought I could talk to you about it."
Great. Just what Mai needed: Personal Confessions of the Really Weird.
Takes one to know one.
Indeed.
"Of course Ranchan loves me more than them! I can't believe I actually
thought that he would choose some psycho, Amazon, or tomboy over me! I can
see clearly now more than ever that I'm the only real choice for him! It
is
our destiny to be of one flesh! I shall rededicate myself to marrying him
and let nothing stand in my way!"
Missed this one. Shouldn't have, but did.
Glad I got one past you then.
Ukyou turned to Mai, her eyes blazing. "And I couldn't have come to this
choice without your sound advice. I owe this decision all to you. Now I
have just one more important question to ask, and don't worry about
hurting
my feelings. I need to know the cold, hard, brutal truth."
Fearful of the clearly insane girl, Mai nodded her head, indicating Ukyou
should continue.
I don't blame her.
Me either.
"Now prepare to pay the price for your backstabbing, traitor," Mousse
warned as both he and Kunou charged the young ninja. Left with no other
recourse in action, Konatsu did the only thing he could do and ran. As the
other two kept hot on his heels, the ninja had to ask himself exactly what
he had done to deserve this?
Ninja training.
That too.
And as five sets of people ran around in ever shrinking circles, something
in the center of the museum waited.
Does it vaugely resemble a big evil looking realistic demonic wax statue?
With an fedora?
No. It looks like something else. But that's a secret.
Soon now, it would all come to an end, and then things would truly begin.
Things begin all the time. Things end all the time.
Yep. But it intends for all things to end and truly begin.
Very soon.
Like now, when I end the running C&C.
heh. Should have seen that one coming myself.
And now, when I start on overall thoughts.
I know, odd place to end it, but given what happens at the starts of next
pae
pae? What's that?
Should have been 'part' not sure how that one got past me.
C.H.U.D was actually a Grade-B horror movie made in the mid-eighties in
which the above basically happened (but it makes for such great fodder.
^_^).
Yeah, canon fodder.
Yep. ^_^
Anyway, funny as usual, and without the fourth wall jokes I always bitch
about.
There was one there, which you seemed to approve of. I think there's two
left, in between this and the previous part. Hope you like them.
Great! You had damned few technical errors, and you know where it's
going so there's not much I can say. Well, except that I'm waiting for
the
next chapter, and ending my overall thoughts.
Hopefully will have it out by sometime in the next two weeks.
Thanks for the lenghty C+C. It's greatly appreciated.
D.B. Sommer