Ranma ½ Pigtailed Time Loops
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In which case, enjoy this one, that came to me later. Maybe a good sign my muse is starting to feel energized again.
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Fate was beginning to get worried; what with the explosion at their base, and from what she heard over the network, a major battle going on at the Infinite Library.
Then there was the fact that her roommate/lover/partner had yet to return. But since the sky hadn’t suddenly turned pink, she was going to assume Nanoha wasn’t involved in anything … nefarious?
Dangerous?
Likely to end up involving jail time and/or huge fines?
… Yeah, probably the last one fit it best. She could still remember the shock at the bill she had received after the Flying Ace had defeated the Saint’s Cradle … and dropped it right on top of the TSAB headquarters.
A knock on her door brought her out of thoughts of payback for what that Loop had ended like.
“Nanoha!?” she gasped, opening the door and hoping her loli-friend was okay.
“Yo,” Ranma waved with his free hand, as he carried the familiar nude form of her friend over his should.
“… Did you guys have sex without me?” Fate asked with a growl. Damn it, they had agreed to share…
“… Wait; she’s an adult again?” she gasped, finally realizing that said nude backside, facing her, wasn’t of a statutory age.
“Physically, yeah,” Ranma replied, entering their dorm. “Mentally, I don’t think there’s enough time for that.”
“… O~kay,” Fate replied, as Ranma tossed the nude agent onto the couch. “Do I want to know what happened?”
“Eh, I think she went #16,” Ranma replied, looking over Nanoha. “Maybe #14, but I’m not sensing any demonic contracts attached to her.”
Fate could only blink. “Explain?”
Blinking—and she was certain for a moment, his eyes had been as red as hers, but the pupils looked odd—he faced her. “Oh, she used one of the ways I know of, to change herself back.
“Personally, I would have gone for #1—it’s the easiest and has no secondary clauses.”
“... Explain more.”
“What part?” Ranma asked.
“The fact that you apparently knew multiple ways to help her … and didn’t tell her!” Fate finished with a yell.
Ranma just blinked. “I know a lot of stuff, being the Librarian and all,” he added. “But you guys … well, you never asked.”
“… Never asked?”
Ranma nodded. “Yeah, I mean, I figured you guys would have called or popped in by now, see if I found anything new when I organized that place.
“I would have sent you a message, but I didn’t want to take a chance they would have hacked the system.” Of course, it was impossible for them to hack HIS system, but then, they were the ones complaining he didn’t hang out with ‘real people’ enough.
And then they went and never visited. How hypocritical.
“…” Fate took several calming breaths, trying not to immediately bring Bardiche out and attack, which might result in the loss of very critical information … and the chance for her to get some. “And just what are the things you solved for us?”
“… Just the good stuff,” Ranma replied, “curing your sister, your birth mom, opening a portal to Al Hazard or whatever it was called, some dark energy thingy…” he continued, not noticing her eyes going wider as he continued.
“… And finally Skuld’s curse on Nanoha—because, frankly, I’m starting to get tired of answering questions from law enforcement every time she tries to feel me up.” Apparently, Mid had a version of Chris Hansen.
He knew that now.
And he was tired of having people follow him wherever he went … well, the ones that thought he was a child predator. It felt like when Skuld first started chasing him all over again.
Fate opened her mouth several times and closed it, trying to wrap her mind around what he had just revealed.
“At the very least, I had hoped you guys would have sent me your research notes so I wouldn’t have to start from scratch.”
“…”
“… Bardiche, did they ever research?”
“No, Master,” the device responded, respectful of the relationship her Mistress hoped to have with the male mage.
“… Damn newbs,” Ranma muttered. “Thank you, Bardiche.”
“You’re welcome, Master.”
“… Anyway,” he continued, seeing Fate was at a loss of words—and less likely to just start yelling again, “I figured out … um, about twenty-two ways to undo what Skuld did.
“The first just being to draw her rune on a table top, set a bucket of expensive ice cream on it, and pray for her forgiveness.
“And every one after that had a secondary effect that would kick in if you tried to undo it.
“This one allows her to go back to her true age—well, true for what she should be now in this point of your normal flow of time—but … well…” he paused with a blush.
Fate finally got her higher brain processes back online, and stared at him. “But what?”
“Well,” Ranma paused, chuckling weakly. “Let’s just say Nanoha now is … very sensitive.”
“… Sensitive?”
“One touch of any happy spot with another happy spot, and she’s out.”
Fate’s eyes went wide at that. That … sounded like it would be very bad for Nanoha. Essentially, she had gotten her age back … but was now unable to actually enjoy it.
A small, dark part of Fate reminded her that that meant her friend was technically out of the running for any Horse Riding time … but she did love Nanoha.
“So … more ice cream?” she asked.
“Probably three tubs at—” he paused, looking out the window. “… Oh.”
“Oh?” she asked, blinking at the sudden change in his mood, as she looked outside. “What do you see?” she asked.
“That,” he replied, motioning to…
“The moon?”
“That’s no moon,” he growled, before turning around, summoning several screens.
They looked on, as a large group of white-armored individuals were marching down the street, followed by weird walking … metal camels? “Is that Ginga … in that odd bikini thing?”
Ranma was more focused on the clone … in the dark robe … holding aloft a black-blade lightsaber. “Well, this is probably gonna get blamed on me.”
“Did your clone just threaten to blow up the planet?!” she squeaked.
“…”
“Ranma?” she asked, looking around, and finding him gone.
Palming her face, she looked at her still-nude and passed-out friend. “… I wonder who I can get to explain her new … curse to her?” she pondered.
She didn’t want to do it! That was almost courting certain death right there.
Maybe I can just get her to offer the prayer without telling her what the new curse is?
“… Screw it; that’s what cannon fodder is for,” she muttered, wondering if those idiots down the hall with the loud sound system on at all hours would do it.
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Le end...
Because I don't think Skuld would allow you an out without her blessing ... and would design the next stage to keep you away from 'her Ranma'.
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Fate was beginning to get worried; what with the explosion at their base, and from what she heard over the network, a major battle going on at the Infinite Library.
Then there was the fact that her roommate/lover/partner had yet to return. But since the sky hadn’t suddenly turned pink, she was going to assume Nanoha wasn’t involved in anything … nefarious?
Dangerous?
Likely to end up involving jail time and/or huge fines?
… Yeah, probably the last one fit it best. She could still remember the shock at the bill she had received after the Flying Ace had defeated the Saint’s Cradle … and dropped it right on top of the TSAB headquarters.
A knock on her door brought her out of thoughts of payback for what that Loop had ended like.
“Nanoha!?” she gasped, opening the door and hoping her loli-friend was okay.
“Yo,” Ranma waved with his free hand, as he carried the familiar nude form of her friend over his should.
“… Did you guys have sex without me?” Fate asked with a growl. Damn it, they had agreed to share…
“… Wait; she’s an adult again?” she gasped, finally realizing that said nude backside, facing her, wasn’t of a statutory age.
“Physically, yeah,” Ranma replied, entering their dorm. “Mentally, I don’t think there’s enough time for that.”
“… O~kay,” Fate replied, as Ranma tossed the nude agent onto the couch. “Do I want to know what happened?”
“Eh, I think she went #16,” Ranma replied, looking over Nanoha. “Maybe #14, but I’m not sensing any demonic contracts attached to her.”
Fate could only blink. “Explain?”
Blinking—and she was certain for a moment, his eyes had been as red as hers, but the pupils looked odd—he faced her. “Oh, she used one of the ways I know of, to change herself back.
“Personally, I would have gone for #1—it’s the easiest and has no secondary clauses.”
“... Explain more.”
“What part?” Ranma asked.
“The fact that you apparently knew multiple ways to help her … and didn’t tell her!” Fate finished with a yell.
Ranma just blinked. “I know a lot of stuff, being the Librarian and all,” he added. “But you guys … well, you never asked.”
“… Never asked?”
Ranma nodded. “Yeah, I mean, I figured you guys would have called or popped in by now, see if I found anything new when I organized that place.
“I would have sent you a message, but I didn’t want to take a chance they would have hacked the system.” Of course, it was impossible for them to hack HIS system, but then, they were the ones complaining he didn’t hang out with ‘real people’ enough.
And then they went and never visited. How hypocritical.
“…” Fate took several calming breaths, trying not to immediately bring Bardiche out and attack, which might result in the loss of very critical information … and the chance for her to get some. “And just what are the things you solved for us?”
“… Just the good stuff,” Ranma replied, “curing your sister, your birth mom, opening a portal to Al Hazard or whatever it was called, some dark energy thingy…” he continued, not noticing her eyes going wider as he continued.
“… And finally Skuld’s curse on Nanoha—because, frankly, I’m starting to get tired of answering questions from law enforcement every time she tries to feel me up.” Apparently, Mid had a version of Chris Hansen.
He knew that now.
And he was tired of having people follow him wherever he went … well, the ones that thought he was a child predator. It felt like when Skuld first started chasing him all over again.
Fate opened her mouth several times and closed it, trying to wrap her mind around what he had just revealed.
“At the very least, I had hoped you guys would have sent me your research notes so I wouldn’t have to start from scratch.”
“…”
“… Bardiche, did they ever research?”
“No, Master,” the device responded, respectful of the relationship her Mistress hoped to have with the male mage.
“… Damn newbs,” Ranma muttered. “Thank you, Bardiche.”
“You’re welcome, Master.”
“… Anyway,” he continued, seeing Fate was at a loss of words—and less likely to just start yelling again, “I figured out … um, about twenty-two ways to undo what Skuld did.
“The first just being to draw her rune on a table top, set a bucket of expensive ice cream on it, and pray for her forgiveness.
“And every one after that had a secondary effect that would kick in if you tried to undo it.
“This one allows her to go back to her true age—well, true for what she should be now in this point of your normal flow of time—but … well…” he paused with a blush.
Fate finally got her higher brain processes back online, and stared at him. “But what?”
“Well,” Ranma paused, chuckling weakly. “Let’s just say Nanoha now is … very sensitive.”
“… Sensitive?”
“One touch of any happy spot with another happy spot, and she’s out.”
Fate’s eyes went wide at that. That … sounded like it would be very bad for Nanoha. Essentially, she had gotten her age back … but was now unable to actually enjoy it.
A small, dark part of Fate reminded her that that meant her friend was technically out of the running for any Horse Riding time … but she did love Nanoha.
“So … more ice cream?” she asked.
“Probably three tubs at—” he paused, looking out the window. “… Oh.”
“Oh?” she asked, blinking at the sudden change in his mood, as she looked outside. “What do you see?” she asked.
“That,” he replied, motioning to…
“The moon?”
“That’s no moon,” he growled, before turning around, summoning several screens.
They looked on, as a large group of white-armored individuals were marching down the street, followed by weird walking … metal camels? “Is that Ginga … in that odd bikini thing?”
Ranma was more focused on the clone … in the dark robe … holding aloft a black-blade lightsaber. “Well, this is probably gonna get blamed on me.”
“Did your clone just threaten to blow up the planet?!” she squeaked.
“…”
“Ranma?” she asked, looking around, and finding him gone.
Palming her face, she looked at her still-nude and passed-out friend. “… I wonder who I can get to explain her new … curse to her?” she pondered.
She didn’t want to do it! That was almost courting certain death right there.
Maybe I can just get her to offer the prayer without telling her what the new curse is?
“… Screw it; that’s what cannon fodder is for,” she muttered, wondering if those idiots down the hall with the loud sound system on at all hours would do it.
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Le end...
Because I don't think Skuld would allow you an out without her blessing ... and would design the next stage to keep you away from 'her Ranma'.
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Follows this one from page 191.
Omake for “Meeting Nanohaâ€.
Nanoha Takamachi was having a very bad year.
Granted, the majority of this was fashion-based, which included the outfit now showing her belly button off to the world, as she walked back to where she and Fate lived, but that only added to her main misery.
Ranma Scrya was keeping her from her harem!
Well … that, and the fact she still looked like she was nine. Amazingly, that killed a lot of her options for ‘stress relief and exercises’ right there.
“Ms. Takamachi, a word, if we may?"
Blinking herself out of her funk and current fashion nightmare, the chibi-leader of StarS turned, spotting two figures, hidden in the darkness between two street lights. “Yes?" she asked, almost hoping for a fight.
Couldn’t blame her if her … ‘outfit’ was damaged in such, could they?
“We have come to grant you your wish," the female figure stated.
Recognizing the voice, Nanoha let out a squeal. “Ye~es! My harem returns!"
“What!? No!" yelled the figure, as Nabiki Lanster stepped forward. “Not that wish!"
“Ook."
Nabiki turned to the other figure. “Well do that on your own time!" she yelled at the Librarian of the Unseen University.
Taking a calming breath, Nabiki turned back to her target; knowing she had to do this quickly, lest the chibi say the dreaded ‘M’ word and cause more delays. She only had a small window for this, anyway. “How would you like to be chibi no more?"
Nanoha blinked … and then blinked out of existence.
“GAH! WATCH THOSE HANDS!"
She had then blinked back into reality, wrapped around Nabiki’s leg. “GIMMEGIMMEGIMME!"
[hr]
“Okay," Nabiki growled, adjusting her outfit after punting the Captain into a nearby wall—she had had plenty of practice doing such to the Old Letch, and his grip was much better than Nanoha. “Are we calmed down now?"
“Why are you all so mean to me?" Nanoha asked, rubbing her forehead.
"… Do you want the damned cure or not?" Nabiki growled. “If not, I got a bed calling my name."
“Oh, I can make your name called out—I’M SORRY!" Nanoha yelled, seeing Nabiki turn around.
“No more talk like that, or you’re on your own," Nabiki stated.
“Ook?"
“Or from you."
“Ook," replied the depressed orangutan.
“Now, as I was saying, before you started on yet another case of sexual harassment, I have a way for you to be turned into your proper body."
“What do you want—and I’m letting you know now, sex is definitely on the table?"
"… I’m simply doing this out of the kindness of my heart," Nabiki responded.
“Ook."
“Fine, I’m doing this because it’ll mess with Ranma, and it does me good to irritate him like this." The fact it was one part ‘for old time’s sake’, and the other part it added a bit to the sex afterwards, was left unsaid.
The Librarian blinked, and then shrugged. “Ook?"
“Sure, I can teach you a bit," Nabiki responded. And if anything happened to get blamed on the simian, so be it.
“Can I get my cure now?" Nanoha asked.
“Sure," Nabiki responded, as she was handed the book.
"… Where did you get that?" Nanoha asked.
“The library," Nabiki responded.
"… Are you telling me, that I’ve spent this long, trapped in my childhood form, when there was a cure in the Infinite Library!?" she yelled out.
Nabiki carelessly shrugged. “Not my fault you never did any research. Haven’t you ever gone into the place, just to research?"
"…"
"… Damn newbs," Nabiki sighed, searching for the right page.
“Ah, here it is! Cancelling shape locks from upper level deities or mages!"
"… That’s the title?"
“No, but I didn’t feel like spending the next five minutes reading it.
“Seriously, you guys really know how to pad your work, you know that?" Without waiting for a reply, Nabiki raised her device, a magic circle/triangle/square/hexagon/cloud shape formed under the girl.
“Ook?"
“Well, if she was stupid to keep the clothes on, she deserves what happens when she grows up."
"… Wait, what!?" Nanoha got out, before Nabiki cast the spell.
[hr]
“Don’t let up, men!" Ranma-Prime yelled out, as his Shadow Clones took to the streets, flooding all over the outside of the Infinite Library, holding off the military forces and other assorted riff-raff that had decided to take advantage of the security systems being down and take The Precious the library from him. “We shall not flee! We shall not yield! We shall overcome!
“TODAY SHALL BE OUR FINEST HOUR!"
BOOM!!!
Blinking at the new crater in the street, a figure rose up, the screams of those tossed aside by the impact—the Kage Bunshin had all dispersed, leaving behind only the invaders—slowly quieting as they looked upon the newest arrival.
The fact that said arrival was nude, not even the tattered remains of cloth hiding her figure from their gaze, was left unsaid … mainly for fear she would smite them for viewing, or cover up.
"… Shit," Ranma muttered.
“RANMA SCRYA!" yelled the adult figure of Nanoha Takamachi. “YOU … ARE … MINE!"
"… Boss?" asked one of the clones.
"…"
As one, the clones looked at where the original had been … and saw nothing.
“I think you just got promoted," one of the clones said to the closest one to the staging point.
Twitching, the Shadow Clone turned to the group. “Ya know what, fuck it! Boss is on his own!"
The other clones offered a silent prayer. It was clear the matured Nanoha was what they were referring to as Stage-3 ‘Gonna Get Me Some’ Syndrome.
“STAY OUT OF HER WAY!" the new leader yelled. “IF SHE WANTS THE BOSS, SHE CAN HAVE HIM!
“NOW, END THIS!"
Honestly, he wasn’t alone: none of the clones wanted to be pulled into whatever perversion Nanoha had in mind for the Boss.
With eyes wide—and a gleam in her smile that would make The Joker sweat in fear—the Ace of Aces launched herself through the door of the Library—held open by two clones who bowed to her—to find her prey.
“Gonna need some volunteers to make sure she doesn’t start blasting inside here," the Commander Clone spoke.
"… NOT IT!" cried out many of the clones.
“DAMN IT!"
Omake for “Meeting Nanohaâ€.
Nanoha Takamachi was having a very bad year.
Granted, the majority of this was fashion-based, which included the outfit now showing her belly button off to the world, as she walked back to where she and Fate lived, but that only added to her main misery.
Ranma Scrya was keeping her from her harem!
Well … that, and the fact she still looked like she was nine. Amazingly, that killed a lot of her options for ‘stress relief and exercises’ right there.
“Ms. Takamachi, a word, if we may?"
Blinking herself out of her funk and current fashion nightmare, the chibi-leader of StarS turned, spotting two figures, hidden in the darkness between two street lights. “Yes?" she asked, almost hoping for a fight.
Couldn’t blame her if her … ‘outfit’ was damaged in such, could they?
“We have come to grant you your wish," the female figure stated.
Recognizing the voice, Nanoha let out a squeal. “Ye~es! My harem returns!"
“What!? No!" yelled the figure, as Nabiki Lanster stepped forward. “Not that wish!"
“Ook."
Nabiki turned to the other figure. “Well do that on your own time!" she yelled at the Librarian of the Unseen University.
Taking a calming breath, Nabiki turned back to her target; knowing she had to do this quickly, lest the chibi say the dreaded ‘M’ word and cause more delays. She only had a small window for this, anyway. “How would you like to be chibi no more?"
Nanoha blinked … and then blinked out of existence.
“GAH! WATCH THOSE HANDS!"
She had then blinked back into reality, wrapped around Nabiki’s leg. “GIMMEGIMMEGIMME!"
[hr]
“Okay," Nabiki growled, adjusting her outfit after punting the Captain into a nearby wall—she had had plenty of practice doing such to the Old Letch, and his grip was much better than Nanoha. “Are we calmed down now?"
“Why are you all so mean to me?" Nanoha asked, rubbing her forehead.
"… Do you want the damned cure or not?" Nabiki growled. “If not, I got a bed calling my name."
“Oh, I can make your name called out—I’M SORRY!" Nanoha yelled, seeing Nabiki turn around.
“No more talk like that, or you’re on your own," Nabiki stated.
“Ook?"
“Or from you."
“Ook," replied the depressed orangutan.
“Now, as I was saying, before you started on yet another case of sexual harassment, I have a way for you to be turned into your proper body."
“What do you want—and I’m letting you know now, sex is definitely on the table?"
"… I’m simply doing this out of the kindness of my heart," Nabiki responded.
“Ook."
“Fine, I’m doing this because it’ll mess with Ranma, and it does me good to irritate him like this." The fact it was one part ‘for old time’s sake’, and the other part it added a bit to the sex afterwards, was left unsaid.
The Librarian blinked, and then shrugged. “Ook?"
“Sure, I can teach you a bit," Nabiki responded. And if anything happened to get blamed on the simian, so be it.
“Can I get my cure now?" Nanoha asked.
“Sure," Nabiki responded, as she was handed the book.
"… Where did you get that?" Nanoha asked.
“The library," Nabiki responded.
"… Are you telling me, that I’ve spent this long, trapped in my childhood form, when there was a cure in the Infinite Library!?" she yelled out.
Nabiki carelessly shrugged. “Not my fault you never did any research. Haven’t you ever gone into the place, just to research?"
"…"
"… Damn newbs," Nabiki sighed, searching for the right page.
“Ah, here it is! Cancelling shape locks from upper level deities or mages!"
"… That’s the title?"
“No, but I didn’t feel like spending the next five minutes reading it.
“Seriously, you guys really know how to pad your work, you know that?" Without waiting for a reply, Nabiki raised her device, a magic circle/triangle/square/hexagon/cloud shape formed under the girl.
“Ook?"
“Well, if she was stupid to keep the clothes on, she deserves what happens when she grows up."
"… Wait, what!?" Nanoha got out, before Nabiki cast the spell.
[hr]
“Don’t let up, men!" Ranma-Prime yelled out, as his Shadow Clones took to the streets, flooding all over the outside of the Infinite Library, holding off the military forces and other assorted riff-raff that had decided to take advantage of the security systems being down and take The Precious the library from him. “We shall not flee! We shall not yield! We shall overcome!
“TODAY SHALL BE OUR FINEST HOUR!"
BOOM!!!
Blinking at the new crater in the street, a figure rose up, the screams of those tossed aside by the impact—the Kage Bunshin had all dispersed, leaving behind only the invaders—slowly quieting as they looked upon the newest arrival.
The fact that said arrival was nude, not even the tattered remains of cloth hiding her figure from their gaze, was left unsaid … mainly for fear she would smite them for viewing, or cover up.
"… Shit," Ranma muttered.
“RANMA SCRYA!" yelled the adult figure of Nanoha Takamachi. “YOU … ARE … MINE!"
"… Boss?" asked one of the clones.
"…"
As one, the clones looked at where the original had been … and saw nothing.
“I think you just got promoted," one of the clones said to the closest one to the staging point.
Twitching, the Shadow Clone turned to the group. “Ya know what, fuck it! Boss is on his own!"
The other clones offered a silent prayer. It was clear the matured Nanoha was what they were referring to as Stage-3 ‘Gonna Get Me Some’ Syndrome.
“STAY OUT OF HER WAY!" the new leader yelled. “IF SHE WANTS THE BOSS, SHE CAN HAVE HIM!
“NOW, END THIS!"
Honestly, he wasn’t alone: none of the clones wanted to be pulled into whatever perversion Nanoha had in mind for the Boss.
With eyes wide—and a gleam in her smile that would make The Joker sweat in fear—the Ace of Aces launched herself through the door of the Library—held open by two clones who bowed to her—to find her prey.
“Gonna need some volunteers to make sure she doesn’t start blasting inside here," the Commander Clone spoke.
"… NOT IT!" cried out many of the clones.
“DAMN IT!"
For Groundhog's Day and to announce my return...
Akane smiled. This was the moment she had been waiting for!
As the Hentai Horde charged her, she smirked, jumping into the air … and to the shock of the students, stayed there.
With a scream, her hair turned bright yellow as did the battle aura she created. “YOU WANT A PIECE OF ME!?” she yelled out.
One by one, the horde dropped to the ground, unconscious.
Akane sneered. “Is my power too much for you?” she growled out.
“Akane?”
Blinking, she looked beside her, spotting her sister. “Nabiki?”
“They didn’t pass out because of the … girth of your power,” Nabiki chuckled. “They passed out because you are flying, and forgot to wear gym shorts to cover your panties, Little Sister.”
Blinking before her eyes went wide, Akane eeped, and looked back down at the unconscious students, now noticing the blood dripping from their noses.
“ECCHI BAKA!” she cried out, ki gathering in her hands.
[hr]
BOOM!
“Oh dear,” Kasumi said, hair blowing in the wind of her now blue aura, as she turned back towards her father.
“Anyway, Father, as I was saying, you need to return to teaching … now.”
Soun’s mouth just flopped open and closed, trying to understand his daughter’s new attitude … as well as understand both when she could generate a battle aura … and when did she dye her hair such a blue color.
“You have wallowed in your grief for too long,” the Super Saiyajin Goddess stated. “Now get back to work, before I … get upset.
“And you won’t like me when I’m upset, Father.”
[hr]
“Yes, Saotome,” Nabiki said into her phone, as she looked at the pit where Furinkan had once been. “She did that, so we need you to bring out Bob and wish it all back, before Little Sister goes away for murder.”
Sighing, she turned to her frozen sister. “Seriously, Akane, no nuking perverts!”
Akane smiled. This was the moment she had been waiting for!
As the Hentai Horde charged her, she smirked, jumping into the air … and to the shock of the students, stayed there.
With a scream, her hair turned bright yellow as did the battle aura she created. “YOU WANT A PIECE OF ME!?” she yelled out.
One by one, the horde dropped to the ground, unconscious.
Akane sneered. “Is my power too much for you?” she growled out.
“Akane?”
Blinking, she looked beside her, spotting her sister. “Nabiki?”
“They didn’t pass out because of the … girth of your power,” Nabiki chuckled. “They passed out because you are flying, and forgot to wear gym shorts to cover your panties, Little Sister.”
Blinking before her eyes went wide, Akane eeped, and looked back down at the unconscious students, now noticing the blood dripping from their noses.
“ECCHI BAKA!” she cried out, ki gathering in her hands.
[hr]
BOOM!
“Oh dear,” Kasumi said, hair blowing in the wind of her now blue aura, as she turned back towards her father.
“Anyway, Father, as I was saying, you need to return to teaching … now.”
Soun’s mouth just flopped open and closed, trying to understand his daughter’s new attitude … as well as understand both when she could generate a battle aura … and when did she dye her hair such a blue color.
“You have wallowed in your grief for too long,” the Super Saiyajin Goddess stated. “Now get back to work, before I … get upset.
“And you won’t like me when I’m upset, Father.”
[hr]
“Yes, Saotome,” Nabiki said into her phone, as she looked at the pit where Furinkan had once been. “She did that, so we need you to bring out Bob and wish it all back, before Little Sister goes away for murder.”
Sighing, she turned to her frozen sister. “Seriously, Akane, no nuking perverts!”
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A good thing indeed if it actually means upcoming updates from you... I can think of at least a dozen inactive stories I would not mind seeing updates for still, even after all this time...
Now, if only Ozzallos would announce some updates too... like 'Not a Clue', 'Bad Cut', 'Causality', or 'A Time Apart' among others.
Now, if only Ozzallos would announce some updates too... like 'Not a Clue', 'Bad Cut', 'Causality', or 'A Time Apart' among others.
Had a random thought.
Would Android 21 from DBZ also fall into the same trap as Lilith?
After all, if Ranma met her in a DB loop, would he also not find a connection with her? Did he also not forge a path he didn't like because he believed it would save the world? Watched his child die? Declare he would see vengeance for it?
That being the child he didn't get to name until the Loop reset, the child he still hasn't named the mother for?
He might very well have Lilith and her fighting for his heart inside him? I could see him giving her life energy as candy to strengthen her and keep her live, like he does Lilith.
Would Android 21 from DBZ also fall into the same trap as Lilith?
After all, if Ranma met her in a DB loop, would he also not find a connection with her? Did he also not forge a path he didn't like because he believed it would save the world? Watched his child die? Declare he would see vengeance for it?
That being the child he didn't get to name until the Loop reset, the child he still hasn't named the mother for?
He might very well have Lilith and her fighting for his heart inside him? I could see him giving her life energy as candy to strengthen her and keep her live, like he does Lilith.
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Ranma 1/2 and Justice League Dark movie
"I did it!"
Constantine blinked, as he turned from the Flash racing off to start another Flashpoint, to Ranma. "Did what?"
Ranma held up seven balls with stars in them. "Freed Bob, so I can use some wishes to restore everyone, the planet, and even fix their minds!"
"..." went Constantine.
"You've had this ability?" asked Batman with a growl.
"Well, yeah, I even told you," Ranma said. "But because of Raven's father and Darkseid running around, I couldn't open it, without the entire multiverse coming after me.
"With them gone, the Eternal Dragon shouldn't have any trouble fixing things now!
"After all, why use this power if there's still shit out that that I might not be able to fix later?"
Constantine's eyes went wide, as he turned to call Barry back, only to see the flash of the timeline being reset. "Bloody bollocks!" he yelled, as the light began to consume them all.
All except for Ranma. "Man, no one ever waits for an option anymore," he muttered, as he spotted a tall blue being, with a large hammer.
Giving him a two-finger salute, Ranma allowed himself to be moved to the new timestream.
Alpheus palmed his face. "Well, here we go again," the child of Perpetua muttered, as he struck his forging hammer down, resetting reality into a new mold.
"I did it!"
Constantine blinked, as he turned from the Flash racing off to start another Flashpoint, to Ranma. "Did what?"
Ranma held up seven balls with stars in them. "Freed Bob, so I can use some wishes to restore everyone, the planet, and even fix their minds!"
"..." went Constantine.
"You've had this ability?" asked Batman with a growl.
"Well, yeah, I even told you," Ranma said. "But because of Raven's father and Darkseid running around, I couldn't open it, without the entire multiverse coming after me.
"With them gone, the Eternal Dragon shouldn't have any trouble fixing things now!
"After all, why use this power if there's still shit out that that I might not be able to fix later?"
Constantine's eyes went wide, as he turned to call Barry back, only to see the flash of the timeline being reset. "Bloody bollocks!" he yelled, as the light began to consume them all.
All except for Ranma. "Man, no one ever waits for an option anymore," he muttered, as he spotted a tall blue being, with a large hammer.
Giving him a two-finger salute, Ranma allowed himself to be moved to the new timestream.
Alpheus palmed his face. "Well, here we go again," the child of Perpetua muttered, as he struck his forging hammer down, resetting reality into a new mold.
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