Subject: [FFML] Re: [fanfic][ranma]Bedlam Fire Chapter 5
From: Gary Kleppe
Date: 12/17/2000, 2:32 PM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

Here we go again. Lotsa punctuation stuff ahead; the rest of you might

want to just skim through and look for the jokes. :)



Quick review of how to punctuate quoted dialog, since that seems to be

the biggest source of trouble. Compare these two examples:



1:	"Bite me, ya stupid jerk," he spat.

2:	"Man, I got a bad taste in my mouth." He spat.



The question to ask yourself is, does the verb (outside the dialog)

refer to the line of dialog as its object? In the first case, the

speaker is spitting out the words "Bite me, ya stupid jerk." So "he

spat" is part of the same sentence; the quote ends with a comma, and

"he" isn't capitalized. In the second case, he isn't spitting his words

-- he's just spitting. So "He spat" is a separate sentence, and is

punctuated accordingly.



Allyn Yonge <ayonge@yahoo.com> wrote:



    "Ask Nabiki." Ranma grumbled, wincing as his split lip



Nabiki," (assuming he's grumbling those words, as opposed to grumbling

after he says them)



    "Oh, quit being such a baby," Akane couldn't seem to



baby."



stop grinning. "are you a man or aren't you?"



"Are



RANMA: I *am* a man! I'm just out of sorts because my period's this

week!



    "They didn't have to gang up on me like that," Ranma



that."



sulked, fingering the bruises he'd accumulated from the

Amazons. "It wasn't _my_ fault."



    "I am sorry," Akane bit her lip. "they shouldn't have



sorry."



"They



blamed you. I . . .I'll go talk to Shan Pu after we visit

grandfather Happousai. OK?"



    "Nah," Ranma jumped down from the fence, walking



Nah."



facing Akane, a small bundled balanced on his head. "I don'



bundle



think you should go see 'em right now." he thought for a



He



moment. "Ucchan neither. Give 'em a chance to cool down."

Twiddling his fingers for a moment he appeared to be looking



moment, he



    "Ahhhh maaaan," Ranma resisted an almost



"Ahhh, maaan."



     Normally he was of the opinion there was no problem

that couldn't be solved by ignoring it. Or better, letting it

become someone else's problem.



That's selling him pretty short. Ranma quite frequently tries to solve a

problem once he figures out that he *has* one.



    "I'm not going to _kill_ him." Akane assured him.



him,"



    "Why we gotta go see the old fart anyway?" he flipped



He



the bundle in the air with a toss of his head and caught it behind

his back. "It's not like he didn't deserve whatever happened to

him." Ranma sniffed the delicious odors coming from the

bundle. "They ain't gonna let him eat this stuff in the hospital,"



hospital."



he fumbled with the knot Kaumi had tied, "_we_ outghta eat it



He



tied. "_We_ oughtta



so it don't go to waste." He smiled ingeniously. "An' it ain't

fair to the old guy to temp him with stuff he can't have."



tempt



HAPPOSAI: That's what I keep telling all these women! How can they be so

cruel as to wear such lovely undies around me and not let me fondle

them!



    "I'm afraid you'll have to wait,"the harried receptionist



wait." The



looked up from her computer screen. "Happousai-san isn't

allowed but one visitor at the time and someone is already with

him."



    "Someone?" Ranma had a bad feeling about this. Only a

certified psycho would _voluntarily_ visit the old freak.



AKANE: *I'm* visiting him voluntarily, Ranma.



RANMA: Um... y'know, present company expected.



    "No more chances, old man," the honey smooth voice



man." The honey-smooth



made the absolute hatred all the more powerful. "I'm tired of

playing. I'm going to kill you, but if you give me a new name,

I'll make it quick."



HAPPOSAI: Okay, you're Garter-belt Taro! Hah! And if you kill me now,

that's your name forever!



    "C'm on," Ranma edged closer to the two, "why



"C'mon."



two. "Why



do'ncha come home with me. Kasumi 'll  have lunch ready."



Kasumi'll (no space)



He ducked a back handed slap but ran into a side kick that



back-handed



slammed him into the wall.



    "If you get in my way," Tarou glanced over his shoulder



way," Tarou said, glancing over



as Ranma struggled off the floor, "I'll kill you."



    "Geeez," Ranma wiped blood from his face, "get a



"Geeez."



face. "Get



grip."  Cracking his knuckles he jerked his head toward the



knuckles, he



    "A name old man," Tarou ripped an IV out of



name, old man."



    Inhumanly fast, Tarou grabbed her by one starched

sleeve and flung her against the wall. "Don't interfere in things

you don't understand."



NURSE: You mean like logarithms?



    "C'mon panty-boy," Ranma taunted, sliding in front of



"C'mon,



    Without pausing Tarou kicked up with his free leg,

tearing free of Ranma's grip as he flipped in the air to land

facing his opponents. The hospital guards, having no idea of

what they were facing, pushed past Ranma, intent on doing their

duty. Unfortunately this wasn't like the fights they'd seen in the

movies, or even like their training. Real fights are fast, brutal

and the first blow to strike home ends the fight with death or

crippling injury.  They didn't understand this, but Tarou did.



This reads rather like direct author explanation. Could the point be

made through one of the characters' internal narrations instead?



    As trained, one guard attempted a side-arm blow to

Tarou's shoulder, to stun or at least distract while his partner

came in from the other side and applied a joint-lock 

take-down. It was a text book perfect application of their



textbook



training. Unfortunately Tarou was reading from a different

book.



PANTYHOSE: See spot. See spot run. See spot beat up some orderlies.



    He didn't even blink as the baton slammed into his

shoulder, so hard that it almost bounced out of the hand of the

attacking guard. Brushing aside this feeble attack he slammed a



attack, he



    Not caring if the man were alive or dead Tarou turned



dead, Tarou



    "C'mon Tarou, ya can't do this sorta stuff in a hospital.



"C'mon,



    "A _name_ old man," Tarou hissed as he slid an IV



_name,_



needle in and out of Happousai's arm with slow sensuality.

"You've tainted my whole life with your twisted sense of

humor," he jammed the needle home, his eyes moist with



humor." He



pleasure as he felt it pierce the bone. "Now it's my turn," the



turn." He



    "I warned you fem-boy." Tarou snatched an IV bag and



you,



    "Baka!" Akane stood panting after her run, an empty

coffee pot dangling from one hand. "What did you think you

were doing? You should have known that Tarou would

transform. Why didn't you----" 



    "Bitch."



    Akane had almost enough time to register Tarou's

words before he slammed her against the wall with a powerful



word	(it's only one)



    "You wanna a new name panty-boy?" Ranma grated



wanna new name,



    "You're awake? Good." The crisply professional voice

grated on her nerves. "Let's just see how our pupils are

reacting." Her eye lid was pulled up suddenly and an aircraft



eyelid



    "Now, now,"the obnoxiously cheerful voice chided.



now," the	(space)



"We mustn't be so childish when people are trying to help us."



    Akane pried open her right eye, the left one didn't seem



eye; the



to want to work. Fumbling at her face the entire left side felt

swollen to the size of a grapefruit.



    "Wh' happ'n?" She slurred.



she



    "baka." Akane wiped her vomit slimed mouth with the



vomit-slimed



back of her sleeve. Holding onto the wall with one hand she



hand, she



stumbled down the corridor, her head swimming from the blow

she took hitting the wall, heading toward the sounds of a fight,

all the way muttering under her breath, "bakabakabaka

baka . . ."



NURSE: Note... must note on Ms. Tendo's chart... patient suffering

from... gratuitous fanfic Japanese... uh. [thud]



******************************************************



    Tarou Pantyhose was having a surprisingly hard time of



Isn't it "Pantyhose Tarou?"



it. On the one hand he had strength, speed and skill. On top of

that, his cursed form could take amazing amounts of

punishment, had eight enormously strong tentacles that

projected a moderately toxic ink over long distances, while his

opponents cursed form was smaller, rounder and only



opponent's



    "I'm gonna rip you a new asshole," Ranma-chan



asshole."



stepped out of the spray of the broken water fountain and

launched herself into the air after Tarou. The bull-headed

monster contemptuously moved just out of reach with one lazy

beat of his wings.  Anticipating this the pig-tailed martial artist



this, the



spun in mid-air, bringing her vacuum blades into play like a

power saw. The forbidden technique he'd sealed away as too

dangerous to use, until the son-of-a-bitch  hit Akane, bit deeply

into the monsters calf muscle.



monster's



    Tarou bellowed as Ranma somersaulted to the ground,

drenched in a scarlet spray of blood.



    "A'right ya sonuvabitch, ya wanna come down here and



"A'right,



    "Great-grandmother . . ." Shan Pu trotted to keep up,



up.



    "Faster, Mr. Part-Time," from her perch between his



Part-Time." From



    "Mind your manners, boy!" Ke Lun glanced down at her

great-granddaughter, frowning slightly at the brightly coloured

scarf that covered her bald pate. "I've put this visit off long

enough." perhaps too long she thought, more worried than she



Perhaps

long, she



    "It was not skill," Shan Pu protested. "She was just

lucky," at her great-grandmothers darkling look she ducked her



lucky." At



head and blushed. "and I was careless. But it won't happen



"And



    "Not until your hair grows back." Ke Lun replied dryly. 



back,"



    "She shouldn't have done so the first time," Ke Lun



time."



leaned into the curve as Mu Si rounded a corner, "unless she



"Unless



    "With Happy," Ke Lun bopped Mu Si, just on general



Happy," Ke Lun said, bopping



    Ke Lun appeared thoughtful for a moment, watching the

buildings whiz past as Mu Si huffed down the sidewalk. "This

isn't for your ears," she tapped a shiatsu spot, rendering him



ears." She



    "There are not many martial artists stronger than

Happosai," she began. "It's possible the senile old goat simply

stole the wrong panties and got the stuffing beaten out of him

while he was distracted by his 'pretties'."she paused while



pretties.'" She



    "It's possible the two events are unrelated . . .but think.

Happosai is defeated, badly. Tendou Akane is beaten, badly

but not so badly she cannot defeat you. Shan Pu snorted, but



you." Shan



wisely kept quiet. "and finally there is her treatment of you."



"And



    "She _could_ have killed you," Shan Pu made a sharp,



you."



instinctive motion of negation, "but she showed the same



negation. "But



forbearance you have shown." Ke Lun affected to not notice

Shan Pu look of disgust at the notion she could show charity to



Pu's



an outsider. "However that could simply be acknowledging a

debt.  It _is_ interesting that out of all of the things, short of

murder, that she could have done, she chose . . .," Ke Lun



chose...."



    "Pervert girl hit with big rock until something break."



break,"



    "Happousai always _did_ know how to have a good

time. Even unconscious and in intensive care." Ke Lun said



care,"



    Heart in her mouth she watched Ranma crouch, one arm



mouth, she



shielding her eyes from the shower of toxic ink, waiting to

receive the attack of the giant beast. As it roared in Ranma fell



in, Ranma



    Folding one wing and flaring the other Tarou spun,



other, Tarou



faster than should have been possible for so gigantic a form.

Bellowing in anger he smashed a section of paving stones with



anger, he



his hooves and began using his tentacles to hurl the rubble with

lethal force.  Staying on the ground this time he followed the



time, he



    Tarou was waiting for her. He'd made a mistake letting

fem-boy distract him, make him angry. It was time to finish this

so he could get back to Happousai. Even the thought of the

ancient pervert made him shake with anger so that he had to

force calm on himself. Fighting angry was fighting stupid. And

that was fem-boys speciality, not his. Coldly, now, he watched



boy's



    Tarou lashed out suddenly with his tentacles, forcing

Ranma to respond to them, rather than carving Tarou's heart

>from his chest. The gigantic bull face twisted in pain as the ch'i

attack cut away the terminal three feet of a tentacle. But the

intentional sacrifice of a limb that would regenerate had served

it's purpose. Ranma was focused on attacking Tarou's



its



    Akane staggered to the gaping hole in the wall,

stumbling a little over bits of broken masonry and ceiling tile. 

Head pounding she peered blearily through the hole, looking

for ----A piercing shriek, the tortured sound of a familiar voice

made strange and terrible by fear and pain, brought the green

fire that had been bubbling just below the surface roaring into

life.  The torrent of emerald flames blew away the pain and

confusion of her injuries, leaving her as cool and focused as a

falcon sighting it's prey.



its



    "Jian Yao Guai means death," Ke Lun hissed, her face

twisted in a grimace of fear and loathing. 



SHAMPOO: What Great-grandmother talking? Chinese word for "death" is

"Siwang!"



    Tarou rumbled angrily deep in his chest.  All he wanted



All he had wanted



    Suiting thought to deed Tarou whipped his tentacles



deed, Tarou



    Unexpectedly, emerald fire flashed and the thick ropes

of muscle and barbed suckers spasmed as if he'd grabbed a

power line. Howling in pain Tarou grabbed for her again, and



pain, Tarou



    Rage burned in her blood, hot and sweet like poisoned

honey. Akane slid forward, aware as she had never been in her

life of every blade of grass, the singing of insects in the trees,

the heady perfume of sweat, blood and pain that filled the air.

Seemingly unaware of the danger, she moved inside Tarou's

defenses and slammed a hard left-right combination into a tree-

trunk sized thigh. The giant grunted in annoyance and swatted at

the girl, as if she were a pesky fly. But like a fly she wasn't

there and the blow was wasted on empty air.



And she's a poet who doesn't know it. (The accidental rhyme there is a

bit awkward. You even got the meter to match up. ^_^)



    Frowning hugely Tarou lumbered forward, intending to



hugely, Tarou



smash this annoyance before getting on with his real business.

Akane danced aside from his charge but Tarou, moving faster

than should have been possible with his great bulk, followed

her move for move, backing her into a corner of the hospital

buildings.  Once he had her pinned he'd finish her, then sissy-



building.



    "N . . .not bad," Akane panted, wiping the sweat from

her eyes. "for a pervert named after women's underwear." She



"For



AKANE: o/~ And all the fighters say, he's pretty fly, for a pan-ty. o/~



grinned nastily, making a rude gesture that simultaneously cast

doubt on his parentage and sexual orientation. "Paaantieeee

pervert," she lilted, mockingly, "little paantie boy. Better run

back home to your mama, OH!"she covered her mouth in mock



OH!" She	(space, and caps)



    Akane stood motionless as Tarou charged; then like a

serpent, lashed out, drawing blood from Tarou's side.

Blindingly fast Tarou struck back, smashing a wall to rubble



fast,



but leaving Akane unharmed as she pivoted aside.



    "Too slow panty-boy," Akane ducked under the cluster



slow, panty-boy."



    "akane?" Ranma's mouth fell open in shock.



"Akane?"	(caps)



    "It's all over the news," Nabiki pointed to a gathering

of television camera's as she wiped the sweat off her brow.



cameras



    "She's . . . green?" Ranma watched wide-eyed as

Akane darted in and around Tarou, like a sparrow fighting an

eagle. "Why is she green?"



RANMA: I know! She musta ate her own cooking!



AKANE: What was that, Ranma?



    "That's what _I_ want to know!" Nabiki grabbed the

petite red-head by the collar and shook her like a rag doll.

"What did you _do_!?"



    "ME!?" Ranma jerked away, shaking her head

violently. "I didn't do nuthin'. It ain't my fault." Grabbing a

tattered end of her shirt she ripped off a long strip and pulled it

tight around her waist. Grimacing at the pain he kept telling

himself it could be worse----It _should_ be worse he thought



worse, he



suddenly, frowning as he tested himself, twisting gingerly at the

waist. He'd broken  ribs before and this didn't hurt nearly

enough.



    "My sister was never green until _you_ showed up."



up,"



Nabiki countered with implacable logic.



RANMA: Yeah, well, my hair was never red until this fanfic thing

started. At least not that anybody could notice. So there.



    "I didn't _do_ nuthin'!" Ranma protested automatically,

momentarily distracted from wondering about his rib.



    "Well, you'd better do _something_ about it," Ranma



it."



started to protest the unreasonable order, "or figure out how to



order. "Or



explain it to daddy." Nabiki finished triumphantly.



Daddy,"



    "Ahhh geeez," Ranma deflated at the thought of having



Ahhh, geeez."



    "Great-grandmother, what is it?" Shan Pu was torn



KE LUN: It's a female relative three generations removed. But that's not

important right now.



    "Great-grandmother, what is wrong?" Shan Pu had

never seen the ancient Amazon like this before. If she didn't

know better she would think Ke Lun was afraid.



Isn't Shamps the least bit curious about Akane's green-ness?



    The ground shook when Tarou's great bulk hit the

ground and a geyser of dirt hid the scene for a few moments.

When the dust cleared Tarou had gained his feet, and a pair of



cleared, Tarou



wildly lashing tentacles ripped a power line from a pole in a

shower of sparks. Quickly they formed a loop and tied off the

raw end of his arm, slowing the red arterial fountain to a

trickle.  Baring his teeth he ripped a street-light from the



teeth, he



ground, whirling it one handed like a giant spear. Tarou



one-handed



    "Kill her. Kill Jian Yao Guai!"



RANMA: Us?



COLOGNE: Yes, you. I'd help, but... um, my favotire soap is on in five

minutes.



    Dazedly Ranma fumbled to his feet, already battered



Dazedly,



body creaking and groaning like some withered ancient.



    "Kill?----great grandmother! We can't kill Akane!"



Great-grandmother! (caps)



    Ranma's Chinese wasn't very good. He had picked up a

few words in recent months, in self defense. Just to keep a step

ahead of the Chinese Amazon's.  Enough, at least, to get the gist



Amazons.



    "That is not Akane, boy," Ke Lun switched to Japanese



boy."



for his benefit, "not anymore."



benefit. "Not



    Shan Pu's head rocked back from the force of Ke Lun's

back handed blow. She stared uncomprehendingly at the old



back-handed



woman who had practically raised her.



    "That is not Tendou Akane," Ke Lun forced Shan Pu



Akane."



    "Kill it," she thrust her staff toward Akane, "Kill it



it."

Akane.



now." as Mu Si hesitated, torn by conflicting emotions, she



As



offered an incentive. "Kill it and I give you Shan Pu to wife."



SHAMPOO: Oh? Then what *I* get?



COLOGNE: You help him, and I give you Mu Si to kill as well.



SHAMPOO: Okay, that fair.



MOUSSE: At last, an arrangment that will satisfy us both!



    "Truly?" Mu Si squeaked over Shan Pu indignant

protest. 



IMO, he ought to have a stronger reaction to this. At last! The

fulfillment of my life's hopes! Oh, Shan Pu, I'll make you so happy!

Happy happy joy joy!



    "Kill her and I will perform the ceremony myself. I will

give you a place on the council," Mu Si's jaw dropped at this



council."



    "Now, boy," Ke Lun let a thick leaf shaped blade drop



boy."

leaf-shaped



>from her sleeve and slide into her hand, "distract her. Keep her



hand. "Distract



occupied and I will do the rest."



    Somewhat shakily Mu Si nodded. The customs and



shakily,



laws of the Amazon nation were confusing and often

contradictory. But, like any predatory pack, outsiders,

especially fertile females or potent males were driven off or

killed, lest they pollute the gene pool. Only the strong could be





You've got some weird blank lines in here. This is one of them.



    He followed this cry with a flurry of steel needles,

tipped with poison. Zig-zagging, low to the ground,  he swirled

his robes in a complex counter pattern that confused the eye,

making it almost impossible for an enemy to tell where he was

or what direction he would move next. As Akane turned toward

him he flung, rapid fire, a series of base-ball sized spheres.

Instead of the traditional mix of ground stinging-nettles and

blow-fish toxin Mu Si had substituted modern flash-bang



toxin, Mu



glance of Ke Lun coming up behind the distracted girl, knife

held low at her side for an upward thrust into the girls



girl's



    Disbelieving Mu Si lowered his arms to see Tendou



Disbelieving,



    "crap." the expletive spilled involuntarily from his lips.



"Crap." The



    "Potty mouth." Akane opened her fist and Ke Lun

dropped in a heap to the ground.



MU: Hey, it's my potty and I'll cry if I want to!



    "Forgive me, husband," Shan Pu arranged the still



husband."



paralyzed  boy comfortably on the ground, "Mu Si is stupid, but



ground.



he is of the Amazons," She kissed Ranma softly on the



Amazons."



forehead. "and great grandmother needs me."



"And



    "Damn that old ghoul." Groaning he flopped over on his



Groaning, he



belly as he tried to push himself to his feet, feeling weak as a

new born kitt . . .shuddering as he almost scared himself, he

found the fear induced adrenalin rush cleared the last of the



fear-induced



effects of the Amazonian pressure point.  Shaking his head to

clear the cobwebs he focused on the fight just in time to see



cobwebs, he



    "You see boy," he turned toward the harsh whisper to



see, boy." He



see Ke Lun drag herself awkwardly to her feet. Her right arm

didn't seem to be working properly and there was a smear of

blood on her cheek. "That is no . . .not Akane." Groaning she



Groaning, she

 

    "All right ya old ghoul, what's goin' on? What did you



right, ya



    "What did I do?" she looked at him with pity in her old



She



eyes. "I have done nothing. And all I can tell you," she



you..." She



forestalled the question she saw in his eyes, "is that a creature



eyes. "... is



>from legend, destroyer of the Amazon nation, eater of souls," a



souls..." A



trembling hand pointed at Akane, returned to ripping the life

>from Tarou, "has returned. And if we don't stop it, we are all



Tarou. "... has



    "Hurt . . .child," Ke Lun looked at him in amazement.



child."



    "Somethin's wrong with her," Ranma massively

understated. "but we gotta help her. Ya gotta promise you'll



"But



     Akane, momentarily bored with killing Tarou, darted

in, slamming  a rapid left-right combination at Mu Si's belly,

doubling him over like a used newspaper. Shan Pu whirled like

a mountain cat, but for all her blazing speed, she might as well

have been an insect in amber.  Insultingly Akane didn't even



Insultingly,



    With a scream of rage Mu Si lurched off the ground,

driving an iron Buddha-Hand into the base of Akane's brain.

With a flash of green fire the heavy killing tool rebounded

without touching the Japanese schoolgirl. Ignoring Mu Si, as

one would the buzzing of a fly, Akane ran the edge of her thumb

across the helpless Amazon warriors chest, leaving a line of



warrior's



    "Delicious." Akane licked her lips as she tasted the

other girls shock.



girl's



    "Tha's enough!" A red-headed thunderbolt slammed,

gently, into Akane, scooping her out of the way of the injured

Amazon. "C'mon Akane," Ranma looked down at the girl in her



"C'mon, Akane."



arms. "this ain't right. Ya gotta----"



"This



    Whatever Ranma thought Akane "gotta" remained

unsaid as the dark haired girl twisted in Ranma's grip and



dark-haired



     Well over two centuries of martial training honed the



training had honed



old woman's reflexes to a preternatural quickness. Instantly she



Imstantly, she



struck again, what would have been a killing blow for any



again, with what



    "All right boy," Sighing she lowered her staff and



right, boy."



carefully stepped away from the unconscious Akane. "We don't

want her to wake up until we can take precautions. You better

go get a doctor to give her a sedative." Sighing again at

Ranma's cold unwavering stare she moved painfully toward the

hospital entrance. "Or _I_ could go find someone," She smiled



someone."



Still pretty heavy with fight scenes, but we're getting into the thick

of the plot now. Lots of interesting possibilities ahead as the cast's

loyalty to Akane gets put up against the need to destroy the green

thing.



Looking forward to the next part if your hardware holds out that long :)







Gary Kleppe

http://www.akane.org/gary/comics.html





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