Mike,

Bring Me The Head Of Ranma Saotome
A Hope-They-Don't-Hold-This-Against-Me Production.

  It was a dark and stormy night. Mike, the shoddily disguised stand-in
for the author, was doing something completely irrevelant to the story.

  There was a flash of light for no good reason.

  And the author found himself in Nerima.

Nasty, creative, fairly final.  I like it.  The shoddily disguised stand-in
better hope for another flash of light for no good reason, though, and soon.
Cologne, Ukyou, Nodoka, and Happousai are all still breathing and are all
certain to want to know what the hell happened.  Your stand-in better get
out of Dodge, and quick.  It'll take the survivors a while to figure out the
details, but it won't take long at all for them to find out about the
mysterious gaijin who was seen near all the awful events of the last day or
so.  Best of luck in getting out of Nerima alive, Mike.

Best,

Bob Barnes
rbarnes@moscow.com
Moscow, Idaho

When opportunity comes, the trick is to CATCH the red hat.