In a message dated 6/5/00 12:56:43 AM Eastern Daylight Time, vg_ap@yahoo.com
writes:
Okay, this ain't done either, but hey-- why not let
>you see what IS done?
Because we will fry our brains out from trying to
guess what happens next?
Naughty person.
>Before I gear up to the somewhat... different part.
>^_^
Lots of actions, I'm hoping.
And I'm planning.
> Something had happened along with the cure,
>Cologne decided. Something important. Ranma would
>vanish for extended periods, and no-one knew where.
>He wasn't talking about it. He wasn't, in fact,
>acting much like Ranma. He was acting as though he
>was finally maturing.
>
> Hmm... how much did a curse have to do with
>his long-held immaturity?
This point I have got to wonder; is it possible
to measure Ranma's maturity, given the amount of
stress and sheer lunacy in it? Given the generosity
and big heart he has, I don't think he's that
immature...
No, but most others think he is. A matter of perception.
> Episode Four : Fearsome Battle! Paragon VS
>Ferriko!
So she will finally get to finish an opponent
instead of SM?
Actually, in 3, she did do the finishing move... this is going to be
different. ^_^
> (Incidentally, he was right. Since where
>other girls would have fought with spiteful words or
>hair-pulling, his not-so-wanted fiancees would have
>fought with spatula, bonbori, ribbons, and the
>occaisional mallet, most girls who would have made a
>play for the young martial artist tended to feel that
>they'd have to try for second best.
Hmm. This can explain why he isn't shown to be
overly popular from normal girls in manga...
Yep. You don't wanna try to get a date when your rivals are howling
pinnacles of lethal activity. ^_^
> Instead, Naoko had to worry about boys.
>Fortunately, the males in Juuban were strangely less,
>well, frothing pits of boiling hormonal letchery than
>the ones in Nerima. She had discovered that the
worst
>thing she had to look forwards to was an ill-phrased
>attempt to make a date instead of the more familiar
>(and much less liked) leer or glomp and thinly veiled
>(when veiled at all) suggestion of immediate intimate
>physical activity. The boys of Juuban were much
>less-- for lack of a better term-- perverted. Akane
>would have been astonished.
Eh? Where are you getting this? I can think of no
scene where Hiroshi, Daisuke, and other "normal" guys
of Nerima were acting like that (at least, out of
their own free will; magical influence, on the other
hand...) Even the mob that used to attack Akane said
only stuff like "Date with me!" and such, not as in
"Wanna go to this cool hotel?"
Again, perception. As in, that's how Ranma percieves it. Oh, well, it's
till a cute joke. ^_^
> The girls though-- well, it looked like every
>time Ranma hit Juuban he'd attract at least a dozen
>admiring gazes. Hair would surreptitiously be
>adjusted to best effect, compacts would come out for
a
>quick check, and preparations would be made for
>a clever and apparently accidental meeting. (In
>Juuban, as in much of Tokyo, accidentally-on-purpose
>meeting a boy was the preferred method. As opposed
to
>Nerima, where it seemed that it was either
challenging
>him to combat or making some flat out insane
>entrance.)
Now this I can agree with. They see only an
unnamed extremely attractive boy on surface, and has
no way of knowing that he's one of the hardest males
to win in multiverse.
Bingo!
>(One can see that Ranma/Naoko had an understandably
>skewed view of what was normal for a martial artist.)
And can anyone really blame him/her?
Like I said, understandably.
> Approaching, Usagi curiously poked her face
>straight into Naoko's to see what possible blemish
the
>pretty redhead could have.
*BLINK**BLINK* You keep stressing Ranma's
attractiveness. Not that I argue, but does that
mean..?
Japanese girls (at least in manga and anime) often admire other girls
prettiness without being THAT way. Bii-daa!
> "Um... well, you know, minor things like
>burglars and the like." (And oni, and dragons, and
>Saff-- don't go there, Ranma.)
Still suffering from the trauma, I see.
Not trauma as wanting NOT to think too hard on what he did. That may have to
change.
> "I sort of have to be, if I want to be as
good
>as... Him." Naoko allowed herself a starry look,
>again giving the impression that she had something of
>a denied crush on her as yet unnamed idol.
I bet she's good at it, too. Ranma always was
sort of a narscist. ^_^
Well, heck-- he's got a right to be, he IS the best. ^_^
Off the subject a bit, any chance Usagi, or any
of her friends, would recognize Ranma's name? Given
that he's a world-class martial artist, maybe Makoto
or Haruka might.
As I see it, the REAL powerhouses of Martial Arts are not widely known
exscept in powerhouse MA circles. haruka MAY have heard rumors, but not a
lot else, and the kind of Art that Ranma and co. use is NOT common
knowledge... except in a small area oif Tokyo. ^_^
> "I KNOW I saw him."
Oh goody, the Boy Hunters!
But of course.
> "No... I don't get that kind of feeling about
>him. But maybe he's gay?"
Not in this fanfic. At least, I hope not.
Nope. :P
> Minako blanched. "No! That's not possible!
>He's too CUTE!"
But it's those bishonen types that are the usual
suspects. ^_^
Not if the girl WANTS him.
> The blonde thought. "Maybe... he's had bad
>experiences with girls before. Dumped, or something,
>and so he's shy about it. So he's avoiding them
>because he's trying to deal with a tragic
heartbreak?"
Bad experiences yes, dumped hell no.
Minako logic here. ^_^
> "I still saw him first."
>
> "Oh, stop SAYING that..."
He's taken anyway. Unless Ranma turns out to be
THE senpai who dumped her (which isn't happening in
this fic, given Makoto's earlier statement), Makoto
doesn't have a chance. And Minako owns a cat, which is
a definite minus.
Hey, it's yet another fruitless chase of the Love Seekers. ^_^
> The only male martial artist that she knew
>of-- besides Mamo-chan, who had studied a little
kendo
>once, which stood him in good stead as Tuxedo Kamen--
>was that wierd boy who would show up at Rei's place
>every once in a while, looking for either someplace
>called the Tendo Dojo or a pig farm. Hmm... there
was
>a thought. He was pretty cute, and might be just the
>kind of guy that Naoko needed.
>
> Although he did seem to have a problem with
>directions. At least, she was fairly certain that he
>had headed towards Kyoto when directed to Nerima.
>
> So, if she tried to set Naoko up with a nice
>boy, it had better be one that would get to the date
>on time.
Well, Ranma was willing to wait a week or more
for Ryoga, so that shouldn't be a problem. ^_^ Of
course, this pairing isn't happening either.
You KNOW it. Naoko is NOT getting romantically involved, she's just yet
another ID.
> AND who was a martial artist. Hmm...
>Mako-chan knew a lot about martial arts, maybe she
>would know of someone.
Sooner or later, Usagi will convince herself that
the only boy Naoko would be interested in would be her
unnamed idol. Should be interesting to watch. ^_^
A variant on the Splitting Cats hair technique leaps to mind.... heh.
> Meanwhile, Naoko, unaware that her life was
>about to become feminine social hell, was trying not
>to explode at the fifth silly dress that Usagi had
>found in THIS shop.
Feminine social hell? I assume that's in the
section you haven't finished yet?
Next chapter, acrtually.
> Hmm. Maybe things were looking up a bit.
Mamoru, you fool. Run while you can, because
here's someone who has the word "chaos" in his/her
name.
But at best, he only knows Naoko, not Ranma. ^_^
> "MAMO-CHAN!" Mamoru braced himself for the
>almost bullet-like impact of Usagi's hug. He wasn't
>dissapointed.
If Usagi's is bullet-like, then what's Shamps'?
Cannonball-like?
More or less.
> "Ah..." The redhead looked a bit flustered,
>and then replied, "Likewise. You have to be
>Usagi-chan's boyfriend?" (DAMN, he's WAY older than
>her. Then again, I see wierder realtionships all the
>time. Mostly mine.)
Yeah, check out Ranma/Cologne fics. ^_^
I'd rather not, thank you. :P
> Prayers are answered sometimes.
Especially when they are asking for trouble.
Can't wait for the completed version! Finish it
quick, or I will... I will... Let's see, what CAN I
do?
Oh well.
Nothing! You can't do ANYTHING! I"M IN CONTROL! BWAHHH-HA-HA-HAAAA!
Thankis for the C&C.
Robert Haynie Jr. Working at the moment on Pop's machine, so the sig isn't
nearly as funny as it should be. In fact, this is kinda dull. No good
jokes, no wierd statements, no... wait. Does this qualify?