Ranma ½ Funny Quotes

Lord Raa

Exporter of Juice Tins
#76
cgobyd said:
Lord Raa said:
nuclear death frog said:
The problem is that, since the story is a Naruto crossover, it automatically fails.
It would take a great deal of effort to find a truer statement.
"You single-minded hate of a story grew tiresome when you threw a temper-tantrum because people didn't give into your demands."

How's that?

Oh I know how about, "'Snake in the Horse's Shadow' is one of the shittiest stories to have ever been posted on this site."

Both extremely true from my POV.
I'm glad you feel that way.

No sarcasm, no trolling.

Better to generate a negative response with something than no response at all.
 

Prince Charon

Well-Known Member
#77
cgobyd said:
Lord Raa said:
nuclear death frog said:
The problem is that, since the story is a Naruto crossover, it automatically fails.
It would take a great deal of effort to find a truer statement.
"You single-minded hate of a story grew tiresome when you threw a temper-tantrum because people didn't give into your demands."
This, I agree with.

cgobyd said:
Oh I know how about, "'Snake in the Horse's Shadow' is one of the shittiest stories to have ever been posted on this site."
Not so sure about this one.

EDIT: After reading it from the start, I have to say that 'Snake in the Horse's Shadow' is above average for this forum.
 

Sect

Well-Known Member
#78
God Seed said:
ôNope. Does nothing for me.ö

Genma pointed to a different picture, a buff black haired man in trunks, posing. ôHow about this guy? He looks hot.ö

Ranma gave her father a pained look. ôI can't believe I just heard you say that. And no, got nothing. Not interested.ö

Genma turned the page. ôAh, this looks good. If I was a girl, I'd be interested in him.ö

ôGeez, dad, why are you even trying? Shouldn't mom be doing this with me, if at all?ö

ôIf I let your mother get her claws into you, you'll be wearing dresses 24/7 faster than Happosai goes after his precious lingerie. Do you want that?ö

Ranma shook her head, grimacing. Even with in her new girly side, she preferred gender-neutral clothing.

ôThat's what I thought.ö Genma pointed to another picture. ôHere's a real bishonen; how do you feel when you look at him?ö

ôNothing, pops. Where'd you get this thing, anyway?ö

ôNabiki sells these black booklets to a special clientÞle. She calls it 'black-market porn', but none of these are very-ö he froze as he turned the page, his mouth open in shock.

Ranma looked over, and stopped in shock as well. Where the previous beefcake pictures had been arranged four or five to a page, this was big enough to take up the whole thing by itself. It was also a picture of male Ranma. Naked.

Furiously going at Ryoga from behind.

All the blood drained from Ranma's face. ôWha, what the hell? What is this?!ö

Genma slowly turned his head to look at his daughter. ôYou, you, you-ö He didn't seem able to coherently form a sentence.

Ranma frantically looked back and forth between her father and the pornography. ôI, I have no idea what this is. It can't possibly be real, I'd never do this!ö

ôYou, you, you-ö Genma kept on chanting the word, as if it was a prayer. There was a high-pitched frantic tone to his voice now, and his eyes were rolling.

Ranma stared at the picture, and was relieved to see faint lines and discolorations. ôLook, pops, this image was altered! See here? It's a fake!ö

Genma looked down at the picture, squinted, sighed in relief, and then fainted.

It was Ranma's turn to roll her eyes. ôGeez, pops, taking this a little heavy?ö Not that Ranma had been any less panicked; she's just dealt with it better.
It made me laugh, at least.

EDIT: Two more. Same chapter.

Ryoga rolled his eyes. ôWhat's with this self-sacrifice thing you ninjas have going on? Don't you have an ego?ö

Konatsu bowed. ôNo, I do not. I was trained out of mine at an early age.ö
Ryoga nodded. ôRight.ö Than he looked down at his nearly-naked self. ôBut, let's get my clothes back first, alright?ö

Konatsu blushed. ôOf, of course.ö

ôUgh! Don't do that, you're a guy!ö

ôI am a woman at heart.ö

ôYou didn't blush until I mentioned it!ö

ôForgive me. I will endeavor to be more womanly in the future around you.ö

ôThat wasn't what I- oh, whatever. Do as you wish.ö

They walked off, Ryoga turning red and making haste as people stared at his lack of clothing.

A child pointed at them. ôWhat's that couple doing, momma? Why is he naked?ö

ôDon't look!ö

Ryoga turned crimson. Futilely, he turned to the crowd. ôHey, this guy is a man!ö

The murmurs grew worse.

Ryoga threw up his hands and stomped off, holding onto his makeshift underwear tightly. Konatsu followed, holding both hands to his face like a shy schoolgirl.

Ranma Saotome! I will get my revenge!
 

cgobyd

Well-Known Member
#79
nvm'd recognized the quote title, but while I have no interest in the story it is still polite to provide a link.
 

Sect

Well-Known Member
#80
You're right. My bad.

God Seed.

Also...

God Seed said:
ôWell, no harm done, no harm needed, as the saying goes.ö Shampoo paused, looking confused. ôNo, that's not quite right... Ugh, this translation potion needs work, Ukyo!ö

Ukyo didn't shift her focus from the monstrous cauldron in front of her as she responded. ôNo time to work on such low-scale things! Figuring out how to control minds!ö

Shampoo frowned, and the whispered to Konatsu. ôShe's... changed a little, hasn't she?ö

Konatsu nodded. ôYes, terribly. Her plans to get Ranma's attention have been getting wilder and wilder, as of late.ö

ôLike how?ö

ôWell...ö Konatsu looked at Ukyo worriedly. ôI can't say anything about it, but her first step in her current plan is, well, slightly shocking.ö

Shampoo was getting more and more confused. ôFirst step?ö she asked, a little loudly.

Ukyo stuck her head out this time, eyes gleaming with a manic excitement. ôConquer Japan!ö

Blinking, Shampoo stared at Ukyo for a moment. ôWhat? Conquer Japan? How could you possibly do that? And more importantly, how would that help you get Ranma?ö

ôSimple! When I am the empress, I command Ranma to marry me. After that, well...ö Ukyo grinned. ôI'll let my feminine wiles do their job.ö

Shampoo blinked once more, and then gave a grin of her own. ôHa! Ranma will be my paramour before long, and then he'll be in China! You won't be able to touch him then!ö

Ukyo scowled. ôI should never have given you access to a potion that magically allows you to know more vocabulary than I do... But it doesn't matter, anyway. Step two is 'Conquer China.'ö

ôThen I will take him to-ö

ôStep three is 'Conquer the World.'ö

Shampoo ground her teeth. ôWhy am I even arguing with you about this? You're obviously crazy.ö

ôI'll show you crazy, you Chinese bimbo!ö
 

cgobyd

Well-Known Member
#81
[quote="Ranma']Shrugging as their eyes slowly went from his æsisterÆ to him, he gave them the look telling them that heÆd talk about it later. Unfortunately they seemed to take the look he gave them more as æI am a martial arts god, donÆt question meÆ.[/quote]

More looks such as this should be given.

Linkies
 

Rift120

Well-Known Member
#82
Yup. Nothing good. Ranma started to pray to his ancestors, hoping that at least one of them made it to someplace remotely divine. Obviously he had hoped for more than his forebears were willing to offer. Either they weren't listening or no body had made it to the afterlife. Considering his track record and Genma's stellar example, Ranma was certain that his ancestors were laughing at him from the depths of Hell. It was the only thing that could explain his crappy life.

Jerks.

Okay, so maybe the ancestor thing didn't work, but like most of the Japanese, he didn't have his eggs all in one basket. He just needed to send his prayers to someone else. How about Susano? Ranma had always felt drawn to the guy. There was something about being named the "Impetuous Male" that just resonated with Ranma. The oh-so-familiar tug-of-war was really starting to hurt, which added the necessary desperation the young martial artist needed to spice up his prayer.

To his surprise he heard a phone ringing in his head. It rang, and rang, and rang, and rang. It rang some more, and he felt like he was going to be ripped in half. Come on! Answer the damn phone already!

It rang twice more and then someone picked up on the other end. Yatta!

"Yo. I ain't here. Thor and Bacchus are pitching a wild one in Ama-no-Uzume's backyard. Free booze and all the buffalo wings that you can eat. Bring'em if ya got'em! And if this is Amaterasu callin' ta nag me againà"

Ranma winced as the sound of an air horn blasted though his head. When the ungodly noise stopped, Ranma thought that he heard a beep through the ringing of his ears. He wasn't entirely sure, since he was too busy cussing a blue streak.

The string of insults and swearing lasted a good ten minutes. He cursed the Heavens and Hell, he cursed his ancestors and his father, he damned the phone company for playing such a wicked joke and promised in very plain language that he was going to shove a phone (preferably a large and cumbersome model) up someone'sàwell someplace where the sun definitely can't shine. Ranma felt that some of the colorful phrases were rather creative, and wholly fitting considering the circumstances. Something seemed to "click" in his head, strangely reminding him of an answering machine turning off.

Damn.
Realms Chapter 3 by Jeffery Vasquez http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2641731/3/Realms
 
#83
This time, the pale, terrified vampire lunged into their room, slammed the door shut, then leapt over their table and locked himself in the closet. A moment later, Harry kicked the door in, snarling with rage, and bringing Gloin's axe to bear. A soft click of a gun's safety being clicked off froze him in place as he looked down.

"Was it really neccesary to destroy my door?"

"Could you point that somewhere else? Like my head? Please?"

"If you insist." Ranma's hand barely twitched from its previous position.

"You know what I meant!"
From Honor among Thieves

"What the heck is the point of this, you old fart? Are you trying to kill me?" Ranma glanced uneasily at the bubbling cauldron below him. It didn't help matters he was chained head to toe in some of the strongest metal he had ever come across. Mythril or something he thought.

Theo grunted, barely able to hold the rope that kept Ranma suspended in mid air over the bubbling cauldron. The young mage hadn't know the purpose of this exercise, until Gneiss explained this is the way most Aura mages learned to heal themselves. He was suddenly very glad he had run into Ranma, or this might have been him being tossed into a pot of boiling acid. He felt bad for the other boy, but you always look out for number one right? Right.

"Stop bitching Ranma. You wanted to learn this, didn't you!?" Gneiss roared from where he was lounging in a lawn chair, a crystal goblet filled with beer in his hand. He reached up and took off his shades, "Drop him, Teddy." the old man ordered, putting his glasses back on and taking a sip of his beer.

Ranma screamed, trying desperately to get out of his bonds, "NO! DON'T DO IT ALVIN! PLEASE!" he pleaded.

Theo twitched. It was bad enough Gneiss refused to say is god given name, and now this guy was butchering it. "As you wish Master." Theo said spitefully, letting go of the rope with a sinister smile on his lips.

Ranma swore as he started to fall that Theo mouthed the words to him, "ThatÆs Theodore asshole!" He didn't have time to retort as he splashed down in the acid.
From The Journey to Red on AA

Ranma shrugged, "All right. Here's our next target." he said, throwing the slip of paper containing Jerry Springer's info on the table.

The trio of unsuspecting twits gave the paper a look over, before shrugging. Pantha then asked, "What's the big deal?"

Ranma grinned, "This 'indecent' franchise happens to be... a brothel."

Julia blinked, then frowned, "Okay.. what the hell does that have to do with it?"

Theo frowned thoughtfully, before realization dawned on him. "OH HELL NO!" he roared

Ranma cackled evilly, "OH HELL YES! It's time!" he gave the entire room a look, for some reason drums began beating in the back ground, "IT IS TIME! THEO! YOU MUST ONCE AGAIN DON THE ROBE OF PIMPDOM! IT IS YOU WHO WILL LEAD US TO THE PROMISED LAND!"
Same
 

cgobyd

Well-Known Member
#84
It wasn't like Elminster wanted to be a back-coach driver, but from the massive murderous intent building at their backs, he was starting to feel kind of sorry for the poor schmuck that had abducted him. There was really no way to escape Ranma's blinding wrath now. It was just a matter of degrees. He could take his medicine now, or prolong the inevitable a bit longer and let her anger grow.

"PERVERT! LET THE LITTLE CAT-GIRL GO AND I PROMISE ONLY TO GELD YOU!"

Hogrhim squealed like a pig, and began blubbering. Prayers to Waukeen and Lathander escaped the man's lips without thought and Elminster felt a strange sort of pity overcome him.

"It's a good deal, you really should take it."

"SHUT UP!" El winced at the pitch of the man's squeaky voice and rubbed her sensitive ears to soften the ringing.
From Chapter 9 in Realms
 

Ezit Meti

Well-Known Member
#85
Honestly, I don't know where else to put this and I don't think it should have a new thread made for it... So behold!Something truly terrible awaits.

Ah, making fun of Hogan will never, ever get old. Unlike him. You see how easy that was?
 

cgobyd

Well-Known Member
#86
The United Kingdom, along with the rest of those European Union members with above average intelligence, took a more patient stance. After all, it was bad form to just jump on any old bandwagon. No, it was far better to mull the matter over afternoon tea and biscuits, than be branded a brash fool.
From Chapter 11 of Progeny by Jeffrey Vasquez.

Funniest thing I've read all month. :lol:
 

elof

Well-Known Member
#87
As it was, Ranma sat at his desk in class. Sat and stay awake at his
desk. Despite the fact that lunch had just finished. Not sleeping at
his desk. Poor Fujishima-sensei was sweating, unused to the problem
student paying even a semblance of attention to his class. One would
have said that sweating it was a bit much, but Ranma hadn't slept in
class since Tuesday. He hadn't napped in class at all. Not since
Tuesday.

The faculty had collectively procured thirty three of Gosunkugi's
wards.
from When Bakas Learn by bluefurball. too it is now dead
 
#88
For all the Star Trek/Humor fans out here,

from <a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2007529/1/Moon_Trek_The_Wrath_Of_Kuno' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Moon Trek The Wrath of Kuno</a> by ewink

PRELUDE

Captain's log. Stardate 59998.1. We've just received our new star ship. She's beautiful too. Not like that uncute tomboy of a fiancÚe of mine. Anyway, we've been blessed with the new Gosnell class ship. Her name? The U.S.S. Sisko. She was named after the Captain that led the Federation to victory in the Dominion Wars.

We've also been dispatched on our first mission. As soon as the rest of my crew boards, we will be off to the Finden system, where the Federation colonies have reported a fleet of fighter jet type ships flying down and literally annoying the hell out of them. Reports say that the ships hover about 10 meters in the air, and just repeat the word 'NEWS' over and over again.

Captain Ranma Saotome looks up from the computer he was recording the log entry in. Ranma leans back in his chair, his very comfortable chair. The chair he's worked his ass off for. Boy, would Akane be pissed. She's working her way up to Captain as well. But she has a long way to go. She needs to work on controlling her temper.

Ranma remembers a fun incident that happened once with Akane. Well, it was fun for him because he wasn't involved. It wasn't fun for the eleven crewmen with severe phaser burns. It turns out that calling Akane's cooking 'Klingon crap' when she was close to the phaser rifle locker was not a smart idea.

Regardless, he was glad he was in a meeting at the time. This had happened when he and Akane were stationed on the U.S.S. Minneapolis. He was the XO, and she was chief of security. That thought still made Ranma shudder.

"Captain" A voice behind Ranma said. The voice was from his tactical officer, and Chief of Security, Mousse.

"Yes Lieutenant?" Ranma answered.

"We just received a message from the space dock. They say the last of the crew has boarded."

"Thank you, Mousse." Ranma grinned. He was looking forward to his XO getting to the bridge. Rumor had it she was a hottie. The strange thing about this assignment was that he wasn't able to pick his officers. An unnamed Admiral had done it. The other strange thing was that he wasn't given a list of who his officers were.

The turbolift doors opened. The hissing of the doors always startled Ranma. With all the technology of the 24th century, you would think they could make silent hydraulics.

Before Ranma could stand to see who it was, a voice greeted him. A familiar voice. A voice that made Ranma want to run for the nearest airlock.

"NIHAO!"

Ranma turned slowly, but was taken down by an over hyper Amazon girl. Shampoo had Ranma on the floor of the bridge, and she was in no hurry to let him up.

"Sh-Shampoo?" Ranma stuttered. "What - I mean, - What are you doing here?"

Shampoo giggled. "Silly Ranma! Shampoo new XO!"

Oh Lord. Ranma tried to manage a smile, and get up, but it was somewhat hopeless.

WHOOSH! The turbolift doors again. Another voice bellowed his name. He wasn't sure whether he was more afraid of Shampoo or this one. His fiancÚe.

"RANMA!" Akane screamed. "Maybe I came at the wrong time. I thought maybe we were going to go and, oh I don't know, WORK?"

"Akane! This isn't what it looks like!" Ranma regretted saying that. He has learned in his years that using that line was like throwing Pop Rocks into a soda. Did a hell of a lot more harm than good.

Ranma finally managed to get out from underneath Shampoo. He sat her down in her chair, and ran after Akane, who had stormed off into his ready room.

"Akane. Uh - Well, hi?"

"Ranma."

"Akane I - Well..."

"Ranma, forget it."

"Um, Ok. Uh, what are you doing here?"

Akane grew a look on her face. It was half 'what don't you want me here?' and 'don't you know?'

"I've been assigned as the Chief Medical Officer." She said, sitting down on the couch.

Ranma started to laugh when he realized that she was serious.

"CMO? But, you don't have any medical experience." Ranma slowly sat next to her.

"Don't you think I know that?" Akane shouted back, somewhat defensively. "You're stupid dad sent me here, and since this is the only position available, well, this is where I am."

Ranma nearly fell over where he heard those two words. "My Dad?"

Akane nodded. "People at Starfleet Command call him Admiral Panda."

Ranma did fall over this time.

"MY DAD IS AN ADMIRAL?"

"What? Didn't you know?"

"Obviously not!" Ranma began to pace his ready room. His father was an admiral. And he was responsible for this mess. Not that he was too upset having Akane aboard, but it was the other things. A man, who is nearly blind working his weapons, and her, Shampoo. His XO. For some reason God wasn't happy with him this week.

"Ranma?"

"Yeah?"

"If you want me to leave -"

"Don't be stupid, stupid. I need a CMO. And you're it."

Akane stood up and walked over to Ranma. She then proceeded to flatten him with a semi-large mallet.

"Fine. Just don't call me stupid." Akane then stormed out of the room. Ranma sighed and sat down on his couch.

´ ® ´ ® ´ ® ´ ®

Ranma was on his third cup of coffee. He had started to read about the Finden system. Seems they have two Class M planets. It was odd that the ships were only bothering one of them. Maybe the other one had a secret alliance with whoever these people are.

Ranma's communicator chirped.

"Wo Ai Ni Ranma! Ship ready to go. Just no helms man!" Shampoo cheerfully reported.

Odd. Ranma stood up and walked out of his ready room, coffee in hand. He walked onto the bridge. He now saw his Ops officer. She stood to greet him.

"Good morning, Captain!" The nearly drop dead beautiful blonde said. "Lt. Commander Mina Aino." The two shook hands.

"Welcome aboard, Commander." Ranma grinned, trying to maintain eye contact. Maybe this would be a good time to find out whom, and where his helmsman is.

"Number One - "Ranma started, but was interrupted by 'Number One'.

"HI-YA! Shampoo number one to Ranma!" Shampoo pounced onto Ranma. Ranma was able to maintain his balance and stay upright this time though. Ranma chose to ignore the growling coming from the tactical station.

"Shampoo. That's what I call my first officer. Now you need to stop this, or I will assign you to photon torpedo tube cleaning!"

Shampoo almost seemed hurt, but she still managed to hold on to her smile. "Aye Captain. What was you were speaking?"

"Do you know who our helmsman is or where he is?"

"Shampoo no know."

"Does anyone know?"

´ ® ´ ® ´ ® ´ ®

Meanwhile somewhere in the drive section of the craft û

"WHERE ON EARTH AM I NOW?"

The computer chirped back. "You are not on Earth. You are on the USS Sisko, which is in orbit above the Earth at 22,102 kilometers."

The bandanna clad man just groaned. "Ok smartass. Can you show me how to get to the bridge?"

Along the wall of the corridor, several flashing arrows began to point the way. The computer spoke up; to make sure this lost boy would know what to do.

"Follow the arrows. Then take the turbolift to the bridge."

"Uh, thank you."

The man straggled off in the direction of the arrows.

A COOL, SEMI PLAGERIZED STAR TREK TYPE THEME SHOULD BE INSERTED HERE

Space. Final frontier. Shampoo XO of starship Sisko. Starship mission: to go where no one go before, to kill Akane Tendo, and to have Ranma all to Shampoo - HEY THAT'S NOT HOW IT GOES! - WO AI NI!
Yeah, its a cut-copy-paste of the ENTIRE chapter, but darn, I just cant stop smiling when I read that story. Can actually compete with the likes of "Girl Days" too! A real pity that the author abandoned the 'humor' genre after this first attempt, but its a real FUNNY one !!

-myrubbish2001
 
#89
Well, I for one am glad that he abandoned the "humor" genre.

Those quotation marks were intentional.
 
#90
"Hmm... a large crowd. Would you say that that's enough, Kuno-sempai?"

"Indeed. Most, if not all of the school seems to have gathered."

"Right. Time to get started, then..."

Ranma coughed into the microphone, silencing all idle chatter.

"Do I have everyone's full and undivided attention? Good, good. Now, it has come to my attention that there is a daily battle over my new student's affections. As her sensei I must say... It makes me absolutely sick!"

He slammed his hand into the podium for emphasis.

"Sick! Sick sick sick! I am feverishly and violently ill at the audacity of you half-trained simpletons! Listen now and listen well, for I will no longer tolerate this offense against the honor of my student... should you wish to challenge for her affections..."

He slammed the podium again, to interrupt the growls of discontent that had begun to erupt from the male portion of the student body..

"Then TRAIN! Train and train and train until your body gives out and you cannot move! Train in the mountains, wrestling wild boars! Train by the sea, against the crashing waves! Train in the wilderness and in the city alike! If you would challenge my student, then nothing else would do!"

A roaring howl of masculine approval at the challenge drowned out the cry of sudden dismay Akane let out.

"I... I SEE!" Kuno yelled, grabbing the mike away. "Saotome is correct! Akane Tendo! By this time next week, I swear that the Furinkan Kendo Club and myself will be twice... nay, THRICE as powerful as before! AhHAHAHAHA! Kendo Club, attend me!"

"Ranma you... you... You complete and utter BASTARD!"

"That's Bastard-Sensei to you, student! MaHAhahaha! Hm... is that the time? Well in anycase, enjoy your schooling, Akane."
<a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3641239/1/Dark_Contracts' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Dark Contracts</a>: Ranma is engaged to Etna & Lilith Aensland and stalked by Wednesday Addams.
 

bissek

Well-Known Member
#91
Sighing heavily, Genma said, "We have no choice, Tendo. There is only one
option available to us."

"You don't mean?" Soun gasped.

"That's right, my old friend!"

The two men looked at each other intently before crying out in stereo,
"Operation: Get Ranma and Akane Married!"

They would have both stood up and thrust their pointer fingers to the
heavens, however they both forgot they were underneath the house. As a
result, they both cracked their heads against the support beams and were
sent into a blissful slumber (not that anyone cared...well, actually Kasumi
did. She was finally able to clean the floor underneath the Shogi board, a
place she hadn't been able to get too in the past two years.).
<a href='http://ranmafics.com/Stories/Dark_King/index.html' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Dark King Ascendant</a>
 
#92
Recently found this in the AA dump, episode 73517:
"Master Kuno, Master Kuno."

"In here, Sasuke," commanded the noble Blue Thunder of Furinkan High.

"Master Kuno, I... what the heck are you doing, Master Kuno?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Tatewaki Kuno asked of his servant haughtily.

"...you really don't want me to answer that..." muttered Sasuke under his breath.

"What was that?"

"Oh nothing, Master Kuno. Just wondering why you were playing with dolls."

"I am planning strategy, fool. Now why to your interruption of my latest plan to break the foul Saotome's spell over the pigtailed girl and the fair Akane Tendo."

Avoiding saying what it looked like his master was doing with the dolls, Sasuke took out his notes. "I found the identities of the combat cheerleaders. Nabiki said something about finding another way of collecting the remainder of her usual fees, but I also asked around and cumulated the results."

"Excellent," said Kuno, putting another five dolls out on the table. "I must incorporate this into my strategies. Speak on!"

Sasuke gave another untrusting look at the tableau. "Okayyyyy. In any case these combat cheerleaders are known as the Sailor Girl Scouts. They normally operate in Juuban. They are apparently owned by Bandai, who uses them to promote sales of Sailor V merchandise and related materials. When they're not going door to door selling cookies, that is."

"I see, then perhaps I should buy that contract so that they work directly for myself," pondered Kuno.

"There's a thought," agreed Sasuke with serious reservations unspoken. "In any case, following typical sentai group tradition - the one in red is the one in charge. That would be Sailor Martian. She's from the planet Mars and has power over flame."

"I see, that does make sense," admitted Kuno.

"Their mascot is this girl with strange odango hairstyle and her name is Sailor Moon Unit. She's related to Frank Zappa, an American who apparently writes folk songs. She's also apparently in some sort of relationship with the leader, but I'm still working on the details of that."

"I see," repeated Kuno, rubbing his chin. "Could it be - this and that?"

"Most likely," said Sasuke. "She was observed once saying something about punishing someone with her high heels."

"Zounds!" Kuno exclaimed. "I grow more intrigued. Go on, dear Sasuke."

"Right. Oh yes, the girl in blue is apparently a yuki-no-onna that has been constrained and brought into the group by Sailor Martian."

"Was she recruited by this and that?" Kuno asked, eyes wide.

"I did run across such a rumor," admitted Sasuke.

"ZOUNDS!" Kuno declared.

"Quite. Sailor Blueberry is her name, and she's apparently fairly irresponsible. Rarely gets involved in any battles as she hangs back and plays videogames on her computer." Sasuke looked over his notes, scanning ahead.

"Such a strange lass," commented Kuno.

"Indeed. The last two are Sailor Sporty Spice and Sailor V. The tall one is the sporty girl, who apparently was a singer with a group of unrelated girls in England and recruited by Sailor V while she was overseas."

Kuno considered that. "A gaijin? That explains her unseemly height."

"Just as you say, Master Kuno." Sasuke bowed. "Sailor V is the more experienced and seems to fulfill a function similar to Kamen Rider Black. In fact, she has been known to dress as a guy in full tuxedo and cape and appear to give advice or speeches much like your own to raise the morale of the other Sailor Girl Scouts in times of crisis."

"I had no idea," said Kuno. "Wait, that must mean that they need a true male presence. I must dress in the appropriate raiment and then affect their rescue. That will place me within their group immediately."

"Tuxedo, top hat, mask, and cape then," said Sasuke, making the necessary notes.
At he very least best use the the Sailor Scouts bit ever!
 

da_fox2279

California Crackpot
#93
Dude... link.
 
#95
I'm half tempted to try and continue this, does anyone have any good ideas for what the residents of Nerima could pull from a Deck of Many Things? I'm very tempted to Soun and Genma bully Kasumi into drawing and she draws the Throne card, as for Kuno, well you know he's going to piss off the Deck (Pretty sure that Artifacts are Intelligent Items) so he should get something special
 
#96
From a Ranma/SM story I'm working on, planned for Chapter 25 or so: "Ranma, you can finally have some fun with your sexy slavegirls, but you don't come and see us the moment your back in Tokyo? In the name of the moon I will punish you! We're going shopping." Declared Sailor Moon from atop the wall around Furiken High. As she finished she and the other Senshi took dramatic posses and smirked at the end.

Imagine Akane's reaction!

Also this fic will have the Senshi going to school in some rather interesting outfits: Usagi, Playboy Bunny; Ami, naughty nurse; Makoto, maid; and Minako, haremgirl.
 

elof

Well-Known Member
#97
gemmaethanwhitaker said:
From a Ranma/SM story I'm working on, planned for Chapter 25 or so: "Ranma, you can finally have some fun with your sexy slavegirls, but you don't come and see us the moment your back in Tokyo? In the name of the moon I will punish you! We're going shopping." Declared Sailor Moon from atop the wall around Furiken High. As she finished she and the other Senshi took dramatic posses and smirked at the end.

Imagine Akane's reaction!

Also this fic will have the Senshi going to school in some rather interesting outfits: Usagi, Playboy Bunny; Ami, naughty nurse; Makoto, maid; and Minako, haremgirl.
link please
 

Kenko

Well-Known Member
#99
gemmaethanwhitaker said:
Not written yet
Um... Quoting from a fic of your own could be looked at as... ego.

Quoting from a fic that's not even written yet is... I'm not certain there is a term for that.
 
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