First of all, this has nothing to do with the Revenge Wars.  This is 
simply the only way I can envision this author winning against Ranma, 
Akane, and Ukyo.  This is not going to be happy.

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        "So this is subtle revenge..." I muttered to myself.

        The decision could wait, I thought to myself before I went to 
sleep again.  I have all the time in the world.

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	I woke up a few hours later, or maybe a few days, and the water 
was still there.  The bucket had not moved, and the water had not 
evaporated.  I looked down, and noticed that someone had taken off my 
straightjacket.  That was nice of them.  It felt good to strech my arms 
again.

	I stood up and began to pace my cell.  I needed to find a way 
out of here, but I wasn't going to let them win.  But how to get out of 
here, without using the cursed water.  Get out of here without using the 
cursed water.  Get out of here.  Get out.  Out.  Out.  Out.

	That's when it hit me.  It was so simple.  I can't see why I 
didn't think of it before.  I started hearing laughter echoing in my 
cell.  At first, it didn't sound quite sane, but then I realized it was 
my own, and I decided it really didn't matter.  I also decided to join 
in the laughter.

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	It was another week before Ranma, Akane, and Ukyo came back.  It 
was kind of hard, trying to keep from laughing at all the fools that 
thought I was crazy during that week.  I was really the most sane one 
here.  And soon, they would all see that.

	I was ready for them when they arrived.  I had everything 
planned out.  "Okay, you've won.  I'm ready."  I had to hold the 
laughter in tightly.  Couldn't let them know that I had them beat.

	Ranma smirked smugly.  "I knew you would crack sooner or later. 
 Let's get this over with, and then we'll leave you alone."

	Good.  I was planning on that.

	"Before we do this, Ukyo, could I see one of your little 
spatulas?  I've always wondered if they were as sharp as everyone thinks 
they are."  Ukyo looked a little doubtful.  I laughed a little.  Not a 
deep good laugh, like I had been doing of late, but an old laugh, like I 
used to do, before everything became clear to me.  "You really think I 
could defeat the three of you with one little spatula?"

	Ukyo smiled a bit, and handed me one of the spatulas.  "Be 
careful, they're really sharp."

	"Ranma, before we go any farther, I want you to read this note." 
 I handed him a sheet of paper, and turned around, looking out the 
window.

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	Akane and Ukyo gatherd around while Ranma read what was on the 
paper.  "This is my perfect revenge, Ranma, Akane, Ukyo.  You reap what 
you sow."  Ranma stared at the paper, not understanding what it meant.  
"Hey, what do you mean by this?"  The man didn't respond.  "Hey?  I 
asked you a question."  Still no response from the man.  "Damn it, 
answer me!"

	Ranma grabbed the man by the shoulder and flung him around.

	Ukyo's spatula was sticking out of the man's throat at a nice 
angle.  Pink froth was bubbling out of the man's mouth.

	He was drowning on his own blood.

	The man smiled, and died.

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As I said, this wasn't going to be pretty.  As for the death scene, it 
is possible to slash the carotid artery, and not have blood spurt 
everywhere.  You sever it so that it empties into the throat.  The 
person then dies of either drowning or blood loss.

Little disclaimer here.  I, in no way, shape or form, endorse suicide as 
a solution to problems.
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JD Farber
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Swear 'Peace' to someone
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