Subject: [FFML] [fic][slight rant]Re: [SM/R.5][idea] A challange...
From: Jason Liao
Date: 5/17/2002, 1:01 AM
To: Sam Vilsmeier
CC: "FFML (E-mail)" <ffml@anifics.com>


On Wed, 15 May 2002, Sam Vilsmeier wrote:

I challenge you, the fanfiction writers of the FFML to write a fanfiction
useing the following idea:

One morning all four of the Outer Senshi and Saotome Ranma wake up naked in
bed. They all have hangovers, have no idea hot they got there, but they are
all legally married...

Anyone willing to take it? BTW, extra brownie points to anyone who can take
an idea this crazy and make a semi-serious fict out of i

Against her will, Haruka's eyes slowly crept open.  She glanced out the
open window for a second, before pain lanced into her.  "Uuugh..." she
groaned softly, her headache from last night's party throbbing.

Although barely audible, her groan awakened her spouse, Michiru.  Her own
face's contortions upon awakening show that she too, had too much to drink
the night before.  Yet both recalled the night before as a victory, and
not as a mistake.  They had managed to convince the government that
Haruka's records were in error, and that she was actually a male.  This
allowed for them both to be married.

Meanwhile, in the next bed over, a future version of Hotaru and Setsuna
were acting the same scene.  Far in the future, during the peaceful reign
of Crystal Tokyo, they both had realized the feelings they felt for one
another were reciprocated by the other, and since Usagi had made same sex
marriages legal, they too had decided to spend the rest of their lives
together.

Out in China, Ranma himself was waking up with his own hangover.  He was
leaving Shampoo today, as his alloted month with her was over, and would
be flying back to Japan to spend a month with Ukyou, before spending time
with Akane.  With his curse, and the fact that Shampoo lived in another
country,

Shampoo had elected to throw a small party for him before leaving, but
Ranma had never been able to hold his liquor.  "Damnit, I'm late!"  He
quickly threw off the covers and grabbed for his boxers before a slim arm
pulled him down.

"The next plane does not leave until tomorrow."  She traced his jawline
with her finger.  "Why wait at a boring airport?   There must be something
around here to do that is more...fun."

---
There.  Ranma and the Outer Senshi are all hungover and legally married.
You never stipulated they were to be married to each other.

Interesting that fic challenges are back on the list, after a long hiatus.
Next time, though, I'd like to see one that's not just a loose fic idea,
and generally...well, challenging.

-Natsume Ranma Ranma
-------
The sardines weren't worth the trouble.  A few more shots, then
Ryoga-san would overheat and explode.  Ducking around a corner,
I managed to lose him as I entered the ramshackle residence of
my Anime supplier.

One look at his face and I knew that I had been betrayed.  "Tell me,"
I insisted.  He refused, so I slammed him against the wall.
"Last chance.  Where can Ranma-Ranma find good fanfics?"
"Try Jason Liao," he whispered, before he slumped to the floor.
I heard the sounds of a door splintering as I left through the
window, one step ahead of Tendo Heavy Industries...



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