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Double the Fun
A Ranma 1/2 Fanstory
Jonathan Rosebaugh
Ranma is the property of the collective unconsciousness or of
Takahashi Rumiko, depending on whose theory you believe. In either
case, I lay no claim to the characters and situations which I am
using, nor do I lay any claim to sanity.
Two figures walked along a dusty path in the backcountry of
China. This was not in of itself unusual, as the dusty path had been
formed by centuries of similar figures walking along it. The path was
not terribly unusual either, its main importance lying only in its
destination -- Jusenkyou, the Valley of Sorrows.
Around a bend ahead of the travelers, something happened which
defiantly was unusual. The air in a certain spot seemed to shimmer for
a bit and the landscape past that spot was subtly different once the
shimmer had faded. By the time the figures rounded the bend, however,
only an experienced eye could have told that something had
happened. The man and the boy walked past the spot. Shortly after, the
shimmer reappeared. When it had again died down, the two travelers
were no longer visible.
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There is another dusty path in the same area. This path leads from --
or to, depending on your orientation -- Jusenkyou, heading directly
(in this case) towards Joketsuzoku. Along this path, a shimmer
appeared. Shortly after the shimmer faded, two travelers walked
around a bend. After they passed the place where the shimmer had
occurred, the shimmer came back, restoring the world to the way it was
before.
Ranma trudged along the road, berating her father for his
stupidity. Getting him turned into a girl was bad enough, but turned
into a specific girl? Ranma hoped that she'd never meet the "donor" of
her current body and continued to rail at her father. Genma could only
hold up signs, which Ranma showed no intent of reading, so he had no
way to insult Ranma for his inability to suffer "for the Art". "And
why'd that lousy guide refuse to take us all the way? He knows this
area, we don't. It's his job, inn't it?" As the day wore on, Ranma and
her sometime father made their way towards the first of many tight
spots caused (however indirectly) by the Valley of Sorrows.
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The Tendo family sat in the living room. Akane focused on working up a
good rage. How DARE her father engage her to some boy that even HE had
never met? She heard a voice yelling at the door. It sounded strangely
familiar, but she couldn't place it. Nabiki jumped up, saying, "That
must be Ranma!" She and Daddy went to the door, only to stagger back
in surprise as a panda walked into the room. The panda removed the
form that was hanging over its shoulder. Everyone stared at the
VERY familiar-looking red-and-black clad person.
"You wouldn't be..." Daddy trailed off, apparently already shocked
halfway out of his mind. The girl brushed the back of her short hair
in a nervous motion and replied, "I'm Ranma Saotome. Sorry about
this."
Akane could only stand still as her jaw dropped at the sight of, well,
herself. Apart from the haircut, this person who claimed to be Ranma
was identical to her.
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This is a spamfic, but I could probably keep writing in this
continuity if people were interested.
Thanks to Gary Kleppe for prereading this.