Standard internet quotes have been retroactively added
to Dave's comments so you can easily tell who wrote what,
instead of going blind trying to watch the indents.
Jeez, I find the indents far easier to follow than the inserted >'s.
(Dave didn't notice, 'cause he's already gone
blind, for reasons I'm not supposed to discuss. ;)
Yeah, yeah. Me and the rest of the fellows on this mailing list. :P
> MUAAAAHAHAHAHAAA!!! Tremble, foolish fanfickers, before
the twisted
> might of another MacDougall-Roeder C&C exchange. Admission fee
> non-refundable, of course.
Like anyone would actually *pay* to read this stuff...
Heh, point.
> Possible lime warning... meaning there might be
situations suggested
> of sexual acts in this C&C.
What sort of sick monster would write a lime C&C?!
[shakes head sadly] What is this world coming to...?
Mirror, mirror on the wall...
[...]
>> While the events portrayed in this story are original,
>> they present,
>> for the [second] time in a fan fiction, the true, untold
>> background
>> stories of Ranma 1/2, as described by Rukimo Tashahaki
>> herself in an
>> exclusive interview!
> Hmmm, a plea to be canonized? ^_-
Hey, Rukimo herself gave me the A-OK!
Dave prepares to canonize Doug and lights the fuse... (I know, I
know. That's "cannon". Go with the pun, folks.)
[...]
>> Nabiki raised an eyebrow. "A NEW panty thief?"
>> "How terrible!" Kasumi noted, sipping some tea.
> Nabiki: How does life become terrible just by adding
one additional
> panty thief, Oneechan?
> Kasumi: Why, demand for new wear will exceed the
supply! The cost
> of lingerie will skyrocket!
> Nabiki: ERK!
> Kasumi: Why, panties will start going for several thousand yen!
"Skyrocket" to several thousand yen?
Um... How much do you think they go for now? ^_^;
KASUMI: Normally I get from for 100 yen from
Grandfather Happosai. Why do you ask?
AKANE: So that's why you're constantly covering yourself in cooking
odors!
KASUMI: The life of a martial arts daughter is fraught with
redolent peril, Akane-chan.
RANMA: [bigsweats] Um... I'm eating out tonight.
NABIKI: I'll buy...
[...]
>> Happosai straightened out his clothes and sat down
>> cross-legged on
>> the mat (with a few pillows added for extra height).
>> "Indeed. As I was
>> making my daily patrol last night,
> Intentional juxtaposition of conflicting adjective versus noun;
> daily:night? I have no problem with it, but you've
niggled me about
> that sort of thing a few times. ^_-
Daily just means once a day (not necessarily during the day).
Nightly would imply it only happens at night. And Happi likes
to keep his prowling times open. ;)
I suppose, but you could've saved a few words by just saying
"nightly patrol". ;j
>> nodded Happosai solemnly. "So without
>> a moment's
>> hesitation (that is, after I... um... collected my
strength)..."
> He doesn't even pause, does he? ^_^
Happosai is, above all else, a man of action. ^O^
RANMA-CHAN: Uh... Let's not go there and say we did...
>> me up. Why is that? Do they think I'm into bondage? I
>> mean, just
>> because I'm a virile old man--"
> Soun and Genma pull out a one-thousand page dissertation,
> enumerating the various benefits of a bound Happousai...
> Kodachi: May I see that?
> Ranma: [bigsweats]
AKANE: Sure thing! [hands over book]
RANMA: What are you DOING?!
AKANE: As long as it's not on the
merits of *you* being bound...
KODACHI: [sighing] There's nothing like an older,
*experienced* man. And one so virile, even at his
age... [licks lips] But how can I forget my darling
Ranma? I'm torn! Whoever shall I choose?
Hehehe. Consistency within family-line characterization. ^_^
>> "I went into Mr. Bondage with righteous fury, quickly
>> driving him
>> back.
> Suggest: "I tore into Mr. Bondage... ('Went', in this
instance, has
> interesting connotations that I don't think are likely to be
> accurate. ^_^)
True, true. After all, this isn't a Roeder fic. ;)
Watch it! Clearly a case of Dave-bashing...
[...]
>> "Aaaah! Get OFF!!"
> HAPPI: Well, if you insist...
> [omit scenes of attempted... well, you get the picture.
And if you
> didn't, get right up to the monitor screen... Yeah, see those
> pixels? No? Closer, then. Closer... *POW!*]
Hmmm. Happosai's shoelaces must've gotten caught in Ranma's
shirt ties when he tried to get off her. [nods to self]
/me gets walloped by the mallet of authorial rationalization... ;p
[...]
>> "What?" Soun's jaw dropped open. "But Akane..."
> "But, Akane..."
I'm pretty sure there shouldn't be a comma there. Well,
for grammar, anyway. Aesthetically, commas enliven any
sentence!
Hmmm, I would think just the reverse: grammatically incorrect, but
okay for aesthetic purposes. You're not starting a second complete
thought with a conjunction, here.
[...]
>> "But Akane, what if the pervert comes after you? You
>> know how you
>> attract this sort of thing..." He tried to ignore
>> Akane's sub-vocalized
>> growl.
> LOL!
The horror of a single father trying to raise three young,
beautiful girls. In Nerima. When Happosai lives in the
same house. ^_^;;;
This isn't My Three Sons...
Heh. The Tendou home - the great Japanese dream.
[...]
>> "I'LL protect you bab-- erk." Nabiki's upraised foot
>> implanted into
>> Happosai's descending face.
> She's goooood.
NABIKI: For violating our non-disclosure agreement, I'm
penalizing you 300,000 yen. And you no longer have
visitation rights to girl Ranma.
DFR: ACK!
[...]
>> Soun was still upset. "Akane, are you sure you won't
>> stay here?"
>> "No way!"
>> "But I can't just leave your daughters alone, Akane..."
> Did you mean 'sisters' instead of 'daughters'? Not sure who's
> speaking here, but I assume it's Soun.
Akane's secret is out of the bag...
AKANE: What?! Hey! [hides the Nanban mirror under her skirt]
RANMA: Hey, Akane! What's that under your skirt?
AKANE: It's a KILT! And it's not polite to ask, baka!
RANMA: ...
[...]
>> Soun was ecstatic, "An angry mob! That's a wonderful idea,
>> Saotome!"
> HAHAHAHA!!! Well, so much for a rational response to
the crisis. ^_^
Rational? What comic book have *you* been reading? :j
The Cartoon Network version...
[...]
> "Mother's bedroom things. No wonder Father misses her so much."
> *sigh* "Someday, I can share these with MY husband!"
>
> Kasumi wanders off into gingham-and-check housewife dreams of a
> perfect life. Let's peak in on her thoughts...
>
> <"DOWN, boy!" *CRACK!* "DOWN, I SAY!!!" /cue best Inoue Kikuko
> dominatrix laugh...>
Who? You mean Willow Johnson? ;)
NOT!
BELLDANDY: Hee hee hee! No? [clears throat] Ha ha ha!
Still not right? Maybe if you explained what a
"dominatrix" is...?
KEIICHI: ...
URD: Lemme explain it to you, Belldandy. [whisper, whisper, whisper
in Bell's ear]
BELLDANDY: Oh. OH! Oh, my! Er, Keiichi-san? Can I speak to you,
ahem, in private?
KEIICHI: ...?
URD: Just go with the flow, K1. Trust me on this one...
> Uh, let's not and say we did...
> Oh, yeah. This is Doug's fic... Where were we?
Well I don't know where *you* are...
Looking over your shoulder... :P
[...]
>> Ranma was stared down by ALL the
>> women in the
>> group. "Nevermind."
> "Never mind."
This was intended to be spoken quickly.
Ah. Well, I fear the effect is lost in the shortness of the
sentence.
[...]
>> The party consisted of about twenty people. Everyone
>> in the Tendo household
>> (except Happosai, who was left tied up), Ukyo, Miss
>> Hinomiya,
> Ninomiya,
Uh, yeah. That's what I said. You must have... heard me wrong.
[littlesweat]
RANMA: I thought this was a written medium...
AKANE: ... You mean YOU knew the difference?!
RANMA: Hey!
[...]
>> Kuno, Hiroshi and Daisuke
>> had tagged along when they saw the huge group of cute
>> girls, but were
>> upset when they all "wrapped up" and wore shirts and
>> pants instead of
>> more feminine clothing.
> Oh, I can't leave this one alone.
> Daisuke: So much for the Kawaii Brigade.
HIROSHI: Bridge on River Kawaii? I don't get it.
DAISUKE: [whistling]
DAISUKE: Let's see if we can get them to link their bodies over the
canal!
HIROSHI: NOW you're talking!
> Hiroshi: Yeah, man. This sucks.
> Kunou: Verily, thou hast the full measure of mine unfulfilled
> expectations this 'eve.
> Hi & Dai: ... That actually made sense.
> *BOP! BOP!*
> Kunou: [Laying his bokken against his shoulder] Philistines...
So after Hiroshi mentions sucking, Kuno bops the two
of them? And here I thought you didn't like YAOI! ;)
Gee, I wonder where YOU are, Doug! :)
>> The two bolted off, leaving the rest of the party
>> confused. Ukyo
>> was berating herself for falling for one of Genma's
>> stupid tricks, and
>> everyone else was wondering whom Ranma and Akane were
>> talking about.
>> The only 'him' the girls could see were two schoolboys
>> and the hapless
>> Mr. Tendo...
> Where are the Amazons in all this?
Cologne is following Shampoo at a leisurely
pace, while Mousse is hot on Shampoo's tail.
MOUSSE: Please, Shampoo, you must stop this! [glom]
GIRL: Only Darling can grab me there! [zakk zakk zakk]
Heh. At this point, I had yet to remember who the new panty thief
was, obviously.
>> "What's going on, teacher?" asked Akane.
> You know, not to throw mud in your eye, ahem, but I
found it mildly
> jarring that she didn't say: "What's going on, Sensei?". ^_-
Well, that's because you have a dysfunction in the language
centers of your brain, preventing you from using English for
more than a few paragraphs without inserting Japanese. ;p
/me uses visual aids to expound upon the wonders of subtitling... ;P
[...]
>> "Don't be disgusting, Saotome! I'M not the pervert here."
> Miss Hinako exclaimed, looking pointedly at Akane.
> "WHAT?!" Akane shouted. "I'M not the pervert; RANMA IS!!"
> "Oh, really, Tendou-kun? I read your entire record the
other day."
> "EEP!"
> "Drilling a hole between the bathrooms in 5th grade.
AKANE: The hole was already there. I used the drill to
clear the eyeball that was... blocking the air flow.
Ewww...
> Staging fake
> fire drills in the boy's gym while they were changing
in 6th grade."
AKANE: I got an 'A' on my science project demonstrating
that high-school boys are too stupid to learn from
past experiences. Even with the extreme negative
feedback...
HAHAHA!
> Ranma's jaw was dragging the ground by this point.
"Shall I go on,
> Tendou-kun? How about last year, the principal's
daughter, and why
> the middle school was so happy to see you go, hmmm?
AKANE: It was a school of delinquents, and the principal's
daughter was *running* the place! Of course they wanted
me to leave. How tough could they look to other schools
when I beat them all up every morning? And I gave her
plenty of warning not to point that shinai at me...
Or any other handy cylindrical object... Ahem!
> My, Tendou-kun,
> you have a broad palette of tastes. Saotome-kun should
fit you to a
> tee."
RANMA: Actually, I tend to stretch her tee-shirts...
AKANE: [steams]
> "Oh, yuck!" Ranma said, then stared at Akane, who was
staring at her
> with a weird light in her eyes. "Uh..."
AKANE: [voice reverb] There is no Akane... Only Shiiko...
RANMA: [does a kunoichi clothing change into a Graviton High
outfit] Shiiko!
AKANE: Eiko!
NABIKI: Okay, you two. Cosplay is three months away. Don't get any
weirder on me than you already are.
R & A: MAAAAN!
> (Ya know, there's a fic in there just crying to be written. ^_^)
Well, I'll agree that it's crying, anyway. :j
Killjoy... :)
[...]
>> Just then Nabiki and Kasumi peered came
> Make a choice: 'peered' or, ahem, 'came'.
Has anyone told you that you have a dirty mind, Mr. Roeder?
Hey, I'm not the one with the Freudian blind spot for certain words,
here. ^_^
[...]
>> "Fortunately father protected us from the drain,"
>> supplied Kasumi.
> Kasumi supplied.
I'll stick with object-verb-subject rather than
object-subject-verb. "Kasumi supplied" would
be more appropriate at the beginning of the sentence.
I don't think you can apply that rule so rigorously to dialogue and
not come out sounding stilted.
[...]
>> "Oh, no!" said Akane.
>> "Oh dear..." said Nabiki.
>> "Oh, my!" said Kasumi.
> You need to switch around your 'said's and persons speaking. It
> reads like a children's story structured this way.
Normally I'd agree that sentence structure variation is
a Good Thing, but as this is supposed to be a direct parallel
between what the three sisters are saying, rearranging the
speaker/quotes would destroy that construction.
I wasn't talking about the dialogue:
"Oh, no!" Akane said.
"Oh, dear..." Nabiki said.
"Oh, my!" Kasumi said.
With the "said X" construction, I kept waiting for Goldilocks and
the Three Bears to walk on the set and try to kidnap Genma-panda...
:P
[...]
>> "They're sitting ducks!" realized Ranma. He ran out
>> to the sidewalk
>> and found all of the girls with their houses opened
> HAPPI: YESSIREE!!! It's the semi-annual (that is, whenever it
> happens) Nerima Open Bosoms... I mean, Nerima Open
House! Come one
> perv, come all... in a manner of speaking.
TENDO: Wouldn't that be demi-annual?
GENMA: Demi-cup Annual, perhaps...
RANMA: What are you two plannin', now? And why did I feel the
sudden urge to butt in... Hmm..
> corr: their blouses opened
Um... [sweat] It's a... euphemism! Yeah, that's it!
Haven't you ever heard of girl's "house" before? [nervous
laugh]
Yeah, and we played Doctor in the parlor... :j
[...]
>> what his green-eyed finacee was expecting him to
>> do. "Y- You
>> want me to touch their--"
> Does Akane have green eyes?! I thought they were brown.
They're black, obviously! Just ask Gary!
I'm worried that you're familiar with such technical
terminology as "frottage," but have never seen the
term "green-eyed." ^_^;;;
Oh, I see, now. Okay. ^_^
[...]
>> Ryoga ran to help her, but the thief leapt up and
>> hopped off of the
>> teacher's head and onto the rooftops. Hinako crumpled,
>> but Ryoga caught
>> her before he she landed against the hard pavement.
> HINAKO: [blinking awake] Ryouga-san?
> RYOUGA: Uh... yeah?!
> HINAKO: WO AI NI!!!
HINAKO: ...NOMIYA. Yuu Hibiki.
This one went right by me...
> RYOUGA: URK!!!
>
> Aye, the dreaded Amazonian Falling Dagger syndrome,
declaring a mate
> when kept from landing on the ground... hard.
KODACHI: That is a *Japanese* tradition, dating back to the
noble families of the Edo period... Isn't that right,
Ranma, darling? [coo snuggle]
RANMA: Uh... I like the other one better!
KO-CHAN: Hmph! Philistine!
SHAMPOO: No sell submarine sandwiches. Only ramen.
KO-CHAN: PHILISTINE! NOT PHILLY!
SHAMPOO: What Philly?
RANMA, FOOD EXPERT: Oh, well, it's this sandwich with a lot of hot
beef between two... buns... Ah, never mind. [bigsweats]
SHAMPOO: [smiling coyly] Ranma give Shampoo Philly?
NABIKI: [smirking] It's very 'filling'.
>> The thief, in addition to knocking her out somehow,
>> had completely
>> unbuttoned her one-piece. He hadn't found anything,
though. Miss
>> Hinako's little-girl form hardly needed to wear a bra.
>> Then again, as
>> Ryoga looked down, he realized this big-girl body most
>> certainly did.
>> Soon his entire body was beet-red from a full-body blush.
> Poor Ryouga. He's get to see more cleavage than any
single pervert
> in the city.
AKANE: How could you forget Ranma?
Correction, then: cleavage not his, er, her own. ^_^
[...]
>> the other girls should be alright.
> all right.
Nonstandard though it may be, "alright" is a correct spelling.
Bleah. :)
[...]
>> Just as he had the thought, however, a shout from the side
>> distracted him. "I must save Shampoo!"
> Yup!
He meant from you.
Suuure, he did, Doug-kun. :)
>> A barrage of
>> chains, knives,
>> and training potties shot through the air. Several of
>> them wrapped
>> around the thief, but more importantly, iron claws pulled
>> the bag off
>> his back. Lingerie and chest-bindings rained from the
>> sky to the ground
>> below.
> HAPPI: ~o/ "I'm siiiiiinging in the rain..." /o~
TV-ANNOUNCER: And so began the terrible reign of Happosai...
HAPPI: [appearing onscreen] That's RAIN! [tosses announcer with
his pipe] Oh! Are we on? Good. Good evening, ladies and... ladies
and... ladies and...
PROMPTER: ...and gentlemen.
HAPPI: Do I have to say that word?
[...]
>> Mousse landed next to the now-fallen thief and
>> grabbed him. "What
>> have you done to my--" The thief kicked his leg over
his head and
>> solidly hit Mousse's jaw. The robed boy traced a perfect
>> parabolic arc
>> as he fell to the ground, whimpering, "--Shampoo?"
> Girls are typically more limber that way. Nice bit of detail.
You know, that style of kick doesn't really have so
much to do with limberness, as much as creating a
leg/panty shot for viewers... ^_^
Yeah, but you always see the female martial artists in the movies
use that kick a lot... Hmmm, and maybe for the same reason. *sigh*
If I wanted to show female limberness, I'd have her
hyperextend her elbow. ;)
Gah. :)
[...]
>> She quickly went into a back stance. Her left arm
>> and leg were
>> forward, her right leg below her and right hand held to
>> her chest, she
>> only presented her side as a target to the thief.
> her chest, and she only presented...
Ick. I'll rework those sentences.
They're so amateur martial artist. ^_^
:P
[...]
>> Were her pressure points being hit?! That didn't
make sense,
>> though. The areas being hit were mostly fatty tissue...
>> After a moment
>> she realized the thief was poking her almost exclusively
>> in the chest
>> and rear. Her battle aura soared with her coiled right
>> hand, performed
>> a full uppercut on the thief, who was solidly knocked back.
>> "PERVERT!"
> HAHAHA!!! Akane's a demon if you just know how to bring
it out of
> her. ^_^
GUIDE: Is tragic story of demon girl,
what was drowned there last week.
AKANE: What are you talking about?
That's the Akanenichuan.
GUIDE: Uh... ^_^;;;
RANMA: Well, that sounded about right!
AKANE: [tosses Ranma into the Akaneniichuan] Uh... Did I just do
that?
AKANE-FORM RANMA: Oh! Look at me! I can't cook! I can't sew! Well,
at least this way, you can honestly say that "Akane" cooked a decent
meal-- URK!!
AKANE: Baka...
[...]
>> A loud clack announced the arrival of Cologne,
>> landing perched atop
>> her walking stick. "Stay back, Son-in-Law. This one is
>> too powerful
>> for you."
> Ah, Here Comes Granny! Cologne knows how to make the perfect
> entrance.
She's been waiting in the alley for almost fifteen minutes,
waiting for the best time to make her appearance. [nod nod]
She understands the necessity of timing. Been working at it for over
a hunnert years, aiyup!
[...]
>> Dropping the pig on his head,
> LOL!
RYOGA: You like pig abuse, or something? [crack knuckles]
DFR: No, Doug abuse.
RYOUGA: You do DRUGS?!
DFR: Not DRUGS! DOUGS! Er, Doug. And I don't 'do' him, either.
[bigsweats]
RYOUGA: Oh. [Heads for the writer, cracking knuckles]
DOUG: HEY!
[...]
>> Yes, Girl-type Ranma was skipping down the street
>> wearing a lacy
>> black bra, with the ties of her shirt undone.
> Very nice original-flavor Ranma stunt. Cheers!
OROCHI: And I thought she only did that for me. [pout]
AKANE: [pats Orochi on one head, ahem] She's never REALLY done it
for me, either...
RANMA: Akane?! You mean... You mean you WANT me to do this for you?
AKANE: [sniff] I feel so left out.
RANMA: [grabs Akane and slings her over her shoulder, running off
into the sunset to the sound of Akane's giggles]
Ah! Another onna-Ranma affirmation! A job well done! ;p
>> Akane
>> failed to suppress
>> the jealousy she felt at the contrast of the black
>> brassiere against
>> Ranma's pure, milky-white skin, or how certain parts of
>> her fiance's
>> anatomy jiggled as she hopped around.
> DFR: WAAAH!!! I'm so PROUD of you, Doug!! You have SEEN THE
> LIGHT!!! RANMA-CHAN... *FOREVER*!!!!!!
No no, I have *since* seen the light. Remember, this was
written two years ago, before I developed more discriminating
tastes. ;)
Bleah. :)
[...]
>> "And this bra is soOOOoo tight! She started fiddling
>> with the catch
>> in the back, arching backwards and giving everyone a
better view.
> O_O Damn! I wanna see!! WAAAH!!!
Gee, it's too bad you can't make your own illustration.
Good thing I can. :D
WAAAH! Is your other name Simon? And do you do drawerings? :P
[...]
>> She hugged Ranma about the waist and started bawling.
>> "Airen, you
>> forgive Shampoo, yes?" Then she started rubbing her
>> cheek into Ranma's
>> chest, still crying.
> O_O Damn! There are times when I simply despise the
written word...
> ;p
Well fine, be that way... [sniffle]
WAAAH! I wanna SEE it!
[...]
>> "Aaaaahhh!" Ranma freaked at the weird sensations
> LOL!!!
Hmm, yes, where have I seen stuff like this before? :j
(Maybe I can get Dave for plagiarism? Copyright
infringement? It's a clear case of prior art! ^_^)
Oi! :)
[...]
>> Cologne finally spoke up. "I had hoped this day
>> would never come.
>> I worked so hard to prevent it, but it seems it is
>> impossible to escape
>> fate."
> Cherry: That's what *I* always say!
You say that as if they're two different people...
But have you ever seen Cologne and Cherry together?
Hmmm...
Hehehehe.
CHERRY: It's... No, ain't gonna say it!
CAST: [blowing Cherry away with a chorused shout] IT'S FATE!!!
[...]
>> Soun walked forward. "What's going on here?" He
>> rubbed at the
>> bruises and scratches all over his body. Miss Hinako
>> stood by his side
>> and tended him.
> But, of course. ^_^
There's a natural proclivity to want to tend a Tendo.
Indeed, difficulties in translation aside... ;p
>> "What's wrong with Shampoo?" He pointed
>> at the scene
>> between Akane, Shampoo, and Ranma. Akane had gotten
>> Shampoo off of
>> Ranma, but now she was rubbing her head in Akane's lap.
>> Akane yelled at
>> Ranma to do something, but she was too busy trying to
>> stop a bloody
>> nose.
> Ranma: But... But, AKANE!! You'll just pound me if I do what I
> hafta to get her off on-- UHHH, off of you!
AKANE: What are you TALKING about?
You can just hit her shiatsu sleep spot!
NABIKI: Say, why doesn't he do that?
KASUMI: Wouldn't that also let him get out of the so-called
"Amazon Glomp" without making a scene? He only needs to
tap the back of their neck...
NABIKI: Maybe he really *does* like being grabbed like that...
RANMA: [sweating bigtime]
HAHAHAHA! The true horror of being surrounded by perverts is
revealed. ^_^
[...]
>> P-Chan put a
>> reassuring hoof
> trotter
Hmmm. "Trotter: a horse that trots, or a foot (especially
that of a pig or sheep, prepared as food)." I think I'll
stick with hoof. ^_^
Well, so much for verisimilitude.
READER 1: I just can't get into it anymore. I mean, you might as
well call a flipper a foot, then.
READER 2: Or a hand a paw.
READER 1: Or a tentacle a finger.
RANMA: Or a guy a girl.
READERS: ... I don't have a problem with that.
RANMA: ...
:P
RYOGA: Maybe you should have a closer look at these knuckles
before you try to soften them up in your cook pot! [punch
hit hit hit punch hurt]
Oooo! No cook pot! Pickled Pig's Feet! WAI!!!
RYOUGA: Um, uh, er...
DFR: Sake, Ryouga? [smirk]
RYOUGA: ... AAAAHHH!!!
[...]
>> "The story begins over eighty years ago..." The
>> girls (and two
>> boys) formed a circle around the centenarian. Only
>> Hiroshi and Daisuke
>> paid attention to Akane, Ranma, and Shampoo.
> ^_^
HIROSHI: It's a living sculpture.
DAISUKE: I shall call it, "Three Writhing Babes!"
DIETER: MARvelous. Would you like to pet my monkey?
HI & DAI: ... EWWW!
[omit scenes of violence visited upon a German expat artsy type...]
[...]
>> So he settled for being picked up by Sayuri, who
>> scratched behind
>> the ears. "Look, it's Akane's pet piggie. He's so
>> CUTE!" He stretched
>> and bwee'd contentedly.
> Oh, piglet, thy name is fickle!
ASUZA: His name is *Charlotte*!
LOL! I'm almost sorry I didn't think of that. ^_^
>> Looking at Sayuri and the poor dumb bird, Yuka
>> decided she wanted a
>> pet, too. She picked the duck up and sat next to Sayuri,
>> listening to
>> Cologne's story. Mu-Mu Chan decided that he liked his
"nest" and
>> blissfully rubbed his head against Yuka's chest as she
>> stroked his neck.
> This story is just crawling with perverts, isn't it? In
a way, it
> makes Shampoo less of a "villain" and more of just an
extreme case.
> ^_^ Happi, too, for that matter.
"Pervert" is such a judgmental term...
I was considering it a relative term, considering *your* story. ^_^
This series can be considered my take on the "Secrets" genre of
stories that was rather popular a few years ago. Originally, I
had a story planned for each character, but some (Soun, Ryoga)
were rather boring, so I decided to use only those characters
that had the same (um) theme... ^_^;
Ah. And this evolved out of that. Interesting.
[...]
>> Akane strained at the Amazon, "Get OFF!"
> Shampoo: Is what TRYING TO DO, but AKANE NOT HELP!!!
[smacks head] Okay, who didn't see that one coming...
DFR: [smacks Doug's head] Hey! :)
> Akane: ARGH!!! That's NOT what I MEANT!!
> Shampoo: But is what Shampoo meant, right?
> Akane: Well, yeah, but-- QUIT CHANGING THE FOCUS OF THIS
> ARGUMENT!!!!
> Shampoo: Tee-hee!
> Ranma-chan: Tee-hee! ... Uh, why did I just do that?
AKANE: You're not Ranma, you're Dave Roeder!
[pulls off mask]
UNMASKED_RANMA: ...
AKANE: Wait, you're not Dave...
SHAMPOO: Augh! Is stupid Mousse! Ew!
HAHAHAHA!!!
I don't even look like Mousse, not that he could tell you that... :)
[...]
>> "Damn." Shampoo had crawled out from under Akane.
> O_O
AKANE: We have a containment leak!
RANMA: Oh gawd, it's another China Syndrome!
*thump!* /me falls out of chair laughing...
[...]
>> "Yeah!" chimed in Ukyo. "My Ranchan's not going to marry a
>> pervert!"
>> "Yes," confirmed Akane, staring meaningfully at the
>> crossdresser.
> Touche.
Does Ranma know any girls who're not perverted? I guess
we'll have to wait for the Kodachi/Ukyo/Nabiki chapter to
find out!
RANMA: Something about the way you phrased that has me
thinking I'm out of luck.
NABIKI: Or in luck, as the case my be... [smirk]
Yupyupyupyup!
[...]
>> "Why, Ranma is the only one who can satisfy Shampoo's
>> perverted
>> nature without really being perverted. No one can blame
>> Shampoo for
>> grabbing her husband's breasts, or making a collection of
>> his panties
>> and bras, right? This way, we don't have to worry about
>> her terrorizing
>> innocent girls."
>> "..."
>> "..."
> Oops! The fly in the ointment.
> Akane: Well... that sorta makes sense...
> Ukyou: Yeah... I guess...
> Soun and Genma just gape.
UKYO: Tell you what, I'll give you Tsubasa and Konatsu,
in exchange for Ranma. Even trade. You'll get twice the
lingerie! [hopeful grin]
HAPPI: [growling] Boys! Don't even THINK of turning THAT one down!
[...]
>> "Akane!" A lone red-head struggled against
multiple groping,
>> pulling attackers.
> I'll remind you later, in future chapters of this fic,
that Ranma is
> a redhead. ^_^
What, are you blind? (Wait, I guess I already addressed
that in the opening. ^_^) Ranma has black hair. Girl-type
Ranma, on the other hand...
I've removed references to specific hair colors. After all,
this series isn't based off the anime, but what Tashahaki
herself described to me! (Sweeto!)
And depending on her mood, girl-type Ranma's hair is black,
brown, blue, green, red, pink, yellow... All references to
specific hair colors have been removed.
Darn! And I was going to ask you if you wanted to join the new
fanfic author's club I'm forming: Heretical Tresses Productions!
/me waves at Gary. ^_^
I'm glad you liked it. Somehow I had this feeling it might
just appeal to you. :j Looking forward to your future
comments.
(And story of yours where Ranma finally comes to terms with
his masculinity. ;)
Don't hold your breath - he's had 16+ years to deal with that.
Dave
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