allyn yonge wrote:

VERY good, as ususal.
However, as with any �slice of life'
story, there is always that next little
instant.

And the next, and the next, and the next...  ^_-

   From:
        "Adrian Tymes" <wingcat@pacbell.net>

Ukyo faltered, then looked back.  And forth.  And
back.  Two Ranmas.

The Ranma in front of her palmed his face.  "Geez,
Ucchan.  I *told* you I wanted to be your friend, not
your fiancee."

@@UKYOU:<Straddles naked Ranma tied to griddle> "I can
be VERY friendly. Have some �secret sauce'.

RANMA: "You could have turned the griddle off first, you know."

UKYO: "But Ranma...I wanted this to be *hot* sex."

Genma wondered, some days, what business he had still
being alive.  He
had nothing to live for.

@@EXTINCT SPECIES CONSERVATORY: "OK Panda, time for
your beer ration, then back to recreating your
species."

@@PANDA: *Well, maybe he had one or two things.*

Penance for his continued existence.  Dutifully served.

@@MINAKO:<Sobbing> "I can't believe she's dead. And
only this morning we were making plans to go to the
big shoe sale at the mall."

@@USAGI: <blasted, burnt and scattered atoms instantly
reconstituting under the primordial force that brought
the universe into being.> "SHOE SALE!!!" <I shop,
therefore I am.>

Shopito ergo sum.

Now I dream of sweet, hot, fiery death.  Jurai's sun
shall be my lover, my treeship our flimsy condom.  You
should find this note just as it begins to break,
sister.  Farewell.

@@I dreamed of the sun as my lover, but there was
solar flare that threw me into an alternate universe.

        The universe  of the Overfiend, filled with horrible
tentacled monsters with a fiery, unslakable lust for
inflicting their depraved, deviant sexual desires on
my virgin flesh.

        <sigh>

A princess's duties are never done, and my new subjects can
not get enough of my presence.  Truly, I am more the servant
of my people than the other way around.

Theory AB324890 popped into existence in Washu's
brain.  Where it came from was still only partially
understood, but she had set up almost an assembly line
for everything thereafter.

<snip>

@@Theory AB324890 popped into existence in Washu's
brain.  Where it came from was still only partially
understood . . .

It was something about an idea that could, itself, travel in time.

-<SNIP>

@@Friends don't let friends do Pokeman fanfiction.

Honesh, I c'n quit annnnytime.  Jes' one mo' for th'*hic* fer th'
road...  *_*;;
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