-----------------------------
Disclaimer: Medabots are being
played and most likely liseanced
by Fox Televison/Fox Kids.
Not me. Please don't sue.
Ranma 1/2 belongs to Rumiko
Takahashi and is presented by
Viz Communications. Not me.
Please don't sue. And thanks
to Merc and those who helped me at Delphi.
C&C welcomed at corpse_king_2000@yahoo.com
----------------------------------
Prologue
Genma was looking for work. He was trying to find
something that was easy and paid well. He wasn't
succeeding. This was most unfortunate for Genma.
He rubbed his neck thinking of the sound of metal
being drawn out and winced. He remembered how his
wife idolized the ancient samerai. How those same
samerai would chop of the heads of their enemies
first and ask questions later. As things were going,
his wife might not be friendly.
"Damn, that woman was scary," thought Genma. "And
with this pregnancy she's getting more emotional.
Worse, she in this honest work kick." Genma recalled
his wife asking, or more exactly demanding, that
he find some honest work to pay for their child's
future. She didn't want that child to be wanting.
A manly son would be expected to pay for his family,
while a daughter would need money for a dowery.
Either way she wanted Genma to help out, especailly
being the man of the house. She didn't want him being
too much of bad impression on the child. He tried to
tell her how it wouldn't matter cause they were going
to have a son, and that son would be training most
of the time to become a manly martial artist. But
as he couldn't tell her how he was going to train him,
in the wilderness, for fear of a samerai reaction due
to her emotional state he lost the arguement. Leaving
him here in search of a job that may not exist.
This is why Genma ended up in a bar, as he drunk
himself into a stupor while trying to discover a way
to attain what he'd consider his dream job.The bar
was pretty empty, with the exception of himself and
a few assorted business types. It was one of these
business types that approached him with a deal that
would change his future. A man who was offering exactly
what he wanted.
"Hello, My name is Dai Shiroba. It has come to my
attention that you are a martial artist. I was
wondering if you maybe interested in a position
at my 'company'. I believe that your experience would
be most useful." The man said, as Genma listened,
interested. "Let me buy you a drink." Genma became
very interested.
Later...
Genma was a bit torn by what he was doing here.
He had learned that Shiroba was studying and
researching some strange pieces of metal that
he had Genma take from the few ruins in the
countryside. He had been doing this for the
last five or so years. It was only recently
that Genma learned that these were medals for
the recent medabots that were appearing. But
what they were doing in the ruins and looking
that old never entered his mind. Shiroba was
even starting to develop his own medabots for
public used base on the ones that the Medabots
corperation were building. Shiroba had stumbled
across a problem with the main stream medabots.
The problem was that while most people seemed
to enjoy them and were entertained by the thrill
of Robattling, there were those who were
uninterested. The majority of those being those who
were very interested in physical fitness, especially
the martial artist population. That was when Shiroba
had his great idea. Why not make medabots just for
this market?
Shiroba had used Genma as a type of test model of
what his consumer would want. They had developed a
medabot that was perfect for combat against living
opponents. A medabot that could be used a sparring
partner, personal trainer or even as a teacher in
several of the more physical education.
Shiroba had shown Genma how the two had differed.
The metal skeleton medaframe of the two types
remained very similer in case some on wanted to
change from normal to martial arts type and back.
It was in the medaparts and medals that things
changed.
Medaparts were the body parts of the different
types. The were interchangable with other medaframes
allowing for trading and for using as prizes for
submission robattles. The loser having to hand over
one medapart. The martial arts medaparts were developed
to go with special training equitment. They were
also built to maximize speed and flexiblity while
still retaining maximuim strenght and armor levels.
But then came the programming. This was where Genma
was torn. Shiroba wanted him to be used to the source of
the martial arts programming for the medals. The medals
being the source of the brains and personality of the
medabot. They could even improve to different level of
power. Genma was torn between the idea that he was
selling out his arts and his need to fulfill his
contract. They had promised medabots for his whole
family plus a partnership in the company. Well, the
partnership was for Ranma. Genma had metioned to Shiroba
that he needed the money for his son's future, but Genma
would most like be able to get a hold of it. How hard
could it be? It was that motivation that convinced him
to do it. Besides, Genma rationalized, people pay to
learn martial arts, so why not from robots?
A few months later...
Genma looked at his son. They had begun this training
trip so that his son could learn their family's style
of martial arts. It also provided Genma with the chance
to get to Ranma's share in Shiroba Technologies. The
martial arts medabots were selling like crazy. Yet,
Genma couldn't get to Ranma's share as it was being kept
in trust. The only way Ranma would be able to recieve it
was when he reached the age of adulthood or married, thus
proving his maturity. He couldn't have it wait till Ranma
reached maturity. He needed it now, plus Ranma may develop
a false impression of his father over time. Even rebeling
and not sharing with his father. He wondered how Shiroba
could do this to him. Shiroba had gotten to know Genma and
how great a father he was.
Genma also looked at the two medabots that they had
recieved from the company. The first was something
Shiroba called Darkram, a devil type medabot. It
was black with a goat's head and claws. It used a
bombardment of bombs. Genma initially thought such an
attack wasn't part of the art till he remembered his
Master's old attack. It used on of Shiroba's silver
medals, but Genma kept wondering why it didn't seem
to work well. It was powerful, yet often lazy and
used up a lot of energy. He couldn't figure out why as
they had based it's medal totally on his brainwaves.
The second medabots belonged to his son. Ranmushi,
named by his son, was a KWG stag beetle type. It
was painted black as well but with red trimmings and
horns. It arms held two different weapons that seemed
to go with the Anything-goes style. His right contained
a Chanbara sword and his left hand contained a Power
hammer punch. Ranmushi also was on of the most rapid
medabots that Genma had ever seen. He didn't know where
Shiroba got the medal from, but it seemed to make this
medabot a fighter. It acted very much like Ranma to
the point, where the boy acted like it was his brother.
Shiroba had even include an experimental interaction
program system that would have it redeveloping it's
personlity based on interactions with Ranma.
They sparred against each other a lot and with the
two of them learning from each other. The plus side
was that Genma had less work to do as the medabot
was programmed with the Saotome School of Anything
Goes, unlike the others which were programmed with
basic martial arts. Genma merely had to supervise.
The negative was that there was always the possiblity
that the medabots could break down in the wilderness.
That was when Genma remembered all the books Shiroba
had given him explaining medabots. A quick rewording
of the title, a few additions and the Saotome school
of Martial Arts Medabots was created.
Soun looked at his daughters once they gathered around
the table. He smiled at the good news he would be
sharing with them. He had recieved the postcard from
Genma this morning stating that he and his son were coming.
All he had left to do was inform his children. It didn't
go according to his plans.
"Fiancee???" His girls called out in shock at the news.
As Soun nodded in affirmative to his daughters, he failed
to notice their particular reactions in his own moment of
joy. They all failed to have the joy he held. Instead, the
emotions they displayed could be described as... troubling
if he noticed them. His youngest was angry, angrier that
she usually seemed to be. His dear eldest displayed
dissapointment, a sight he rarely saw in her usual happy
spiel. His middle one... She had a look of troubling
interest, something that could prove to be either good or
more than likely, bad. That lack of attention for detail in
his part could be said to be one of his greatest faults.
--------------------------------------------------------
"What's he like?" Nabiki asked, curious about this new
element in her life. She wasn't sure what to think about
it just yet. She needed to get more on this possible
fiancee before she decided if she would go for him.
It might be nice to have a regular boyfriend, if he had
the ability to stimulate her in the right ways.
"I don't know. I've never meet the boy." Soun said, still
overcome with his bliss that he didn't notice his daughters
reactions as he should have.
"What???" the replay came very similar to one after the news
broke, but this time Nabiki joined her older sister in
dissapointment. Before any of them could speak, a knock come
from the door.
"That must be them now." Soun said overjoyed. He when to the
door. Nabiki also went, wishing to see the boy in order to
make up her mind. Plus she wanted to make a good impression
just in case he proved interesting.
Akane just looked towards where her father had just left,
fuming. she didn't like the idea of being engaged to anyone
especially a boy she didn't know. Every boy she knew was
a pervert. If it wasn't for her skills and those of Scout
those perverts could be causing her more grief than they
already did. So to have one come to her home was unacceptable.
It was then she heard her sister scream and her father shout
out. Akane moved to see what the problem was. Kasumi followed
her.
She found her sister hiding behind her father, both of the
shaking abit from the site in front of them. There stood a
panda bear holding a red head over it's shoulder, the two
of them followed by a DVL type and a strange beetle-like
medabot.
"Let me go! Your scaring them you, Baka." the red head was
telling the panada, as struggling to get off.
"Yeah, Fatso. Keep it up and your going to give them a heart
attack." said the beetle medabot, glaring at the panda.
"Hello, you would have any to eat?" asked the devil medabot.
"I'm starved."
"Darkram, be quit please." The black beetle said.
The other medabot looked at the devil medabot in disgust.
The red head turned to the Tendo's. "Hello, my name is Ranma
Saotome," Scratching the back of her red head and looking sheepish
Ranma said, "Sorry about this."
Comments: I am still working out some details of this fic,
but that to Merc's Beta reading it is getting better.
He also asked me to avoid the "Nabiki Marries Wealth" cliche.
Nabiki from all I hear isn't like that. She like wealth, but
if she married for just wealth why not marry Kuno, Makado
Sanzanin, Picolette Chardin II, Kinnosuke or other money
related characters. She dates and manipulates for money.
She is most likely looking for man more qualities. Like
a business agent who looks for the best product for the
cheapest price. In the normal time line, Ranma is the best
at one thing and bad at many others. Therefore, not top
of the line enough for her. Here who know, as I haven't
decide which sister takes the prize and if she gets it
or another fiancee does. Coments and critizes on that
and the other points of the fics are welcomed.
Thanks for reading.
PS: This is a rewrite and has a new medabots for people than
the previuos attempts.
Disclaimer: Medabots are being
played and most likely liseanced
by Fox Televison/Fox Kids.
Not me. Please don't sue.
Ranma 1/2 belongs to Rumiko
Takahashi and is presented by
Viz Communications. Not me.
Please don't sue. And thanks
to Merc and those who helped me at Delphi.
C&C welcomed at corpse_king_2000@yahoo.com
----------------------------------
Prologue
Genma was looking for work. He was trying to find
something that was easy and paid well. He wasn't
succeeding. This was most unfortunate for Genma.
He rubbed his neck thinking of the sound of metal
being drawn out and winced. He remembered how his
wife idolized the ancient samerai. How those same
samerai would chop of the heads of their enemies
first and ask questions later. As things were going,
his wife might not be friendly.
"Damn, that woman was scary," thought Genma. "And
with this pregnancy she's getting more emotional.
Worse, she in this honest work kick." Genma recalled
his wife asking, or more exactly demanding, that
he find some honest work to pay for their child's
future. She didn't want that child to be wanting.
A manly son would be expected to pay for his family,
while a daughter would need money for a dowery.
Either way she wanted Genma to help out, especailly
being the man of the house. She didn't want him being
too much of bad impression on the child. He tried to
tell her how it wouldn't matter cause they were going
to have a son, and that son would be training most
of the time to become a manly martial artist. But
as he couldn't tell her how he was going to train him,
in the wilderness, for fear of a samerai reaction due
to her emotional state he lost the arguement. Leaving
him here in search of a job that may not exist.
This is why Genma ended up in a bar, as he drunk
himself into a stupor while trying to discover a way
to attain what he'd consider his dream job.The bar
was pretty empty, with the exception of himself and
a few assorted business types. It was one of these
business types that approached him with a deal that
would change his future. A man who was offering exactly
what he wanted.
"Hello, My name is Dai Shiroba. It has come to my
attention that you are a martial artist. I was
wondering if you maybe interested in a position
at my 'company'. I believe that your experience would
be most useful." The man said, as Genma listened,
interested. "Let me buy you a drink." Genma became
very interested.
Later...
Genma was a bit torn by what he was doing here.
He had learned that Shiroba was studying and
researching some strange pieces of metal that
he had Genma take from the few ruins in the
countryside. He had been doing this for the
last five or so years. It was only recently
that Genma learned that these were medals for
the recent medabots that were appearing. But
what they were doing in the ruins and looking
that old never entered his mind. Shiroba was
even starting to develop his own medabots for
public used base on the ones that the Medabots
corperation were building. Shiroba had stumbled
across a problem with the main stream medabots.
The problem was that while most people seemed
to enjoy them and were entertained by the thrill
of Robattling, there were those who were
uninterested. The majority of those being those who
were very interested in physical fitness, especially
the martial artist population. That was when Shiroba
had his great idea. Why not make medabots just for
this market?
Shiroba had used Genma as a type of test model of
what his consumer would want. They had developed a
medabot that was perfect for combat against living
opponents. A medabot that could be used a sparring
partner, personal trainer or even as a teacher in
several of the more physical education.
Shiroba had shown Genma how the two had differed.
The metal skeleton medaframe of the two types
remained very similer in case some on wanted to
change from normal to martial arts type and back.
It was in the medaparts and medals that things
changed.
Medaparts were the body parts of the different
types. The were interchangable with other medaframes
allowing for trading and for using as prizes for
submission robattles. The loser having to hand over
one medapart. The martial arts medaparts were developed
to go with special training equitment. They were
also built to maximize speed and flexiblity while
still retaining maximuim strenght and armor levels.
But then came the programming. This was where Genma
was torn. Shiroba wanted him to be used to the source of
the martial arts programming for the medals. The medals
being the source of the brains and personality of the
medabot. They could even improve to different level of
power. Genma was torn between the idea that he was
selling out his arts and his need to fulfill his
contract. They had promised medabots for his whole
family plus a partnership in the company. Well, the
partnership was for Ranma. Genma had metioned to Shiroba
that he needed the money for his son's future, but Genma
would most like be able to get a hold of it. How hard
could it be? It was that motivation that convinced him
to do it. Besides, Genma rationalized, people pay to
learn martial arts, so why not from robots?
A few months later...
Genma looked at his son. They had begun this training
trip so that his son could learn their family's style
of martial arts. It also provided Genma with the chance
to get to Ranma's share in Shiroba Technologies. The
martial arts medabots were selling like crazy. Yet,
Genma couldn't get to Ranma's share as it was being kept
in trust. The only way Ranma would be able to recieve it
was when he reached the age of adulthood or married, thus
proving his maturity. He couldn't have it wait till Ranma
reached maturity. He needed it now, plus Ranma may develop
a false impression of his father over time. Even rebeling
and not sharing with his father. He wondered how Shiroba
could do this to him. Shiroba had gotten to know Genma and
how great a father he was.
Genma also looked at the two medabots that they had
recieved from the company. The first was something
Shiroba called Darkram, a devil type medabot. It
was black with a goat's head and claws. It used a
bombardment of bombs. Genma initially thought such an
attack wasn't part of the art till he remembered his
Master's old attack. It used on of Shiroba's silver
medals, but Genma kept wondering why it didn't seem
to work well. It was powerful, yet often lazy and
used up a lot of energy. He couldn't figure out why as
they had based it's medal totally on his brainwaves.
The second medabots belonged to his son. Ranmushi,
named by his son, was a KWG stag beetle type. It
was painted black as well but with red trimmings and
horns. It arms held two different weapons that seemed
to go with the Anything-goes style. His right contained
a Chanbara sword and his left hand contained a Power
hammer punch. Ranmushi also was on of the most rapid
medabots that Genma had ever seen. He didn't know where
Shiroba got the medal from, but it seemed to make this
medabot a fighter. It acted very much like Ranma to
the point, where the boy acted like it was his brother.
Shiroba had even include an experimental interaction
program system that would have it redeveloping it's
personlity based on interactions with Ranma.
They sparred against each other a lot and with the
two of them learning from each other. The plus side
was that Genma had less work to do as the medabot
was programmed with the Saotome School of Anything
Goes, unlike the others which were programmed with
basic martial arts. Genma merely had to supervise.
The negative was that there was always the possiblity
that the medabots could break down in the wilderness.
That was when Genma remembered all the books Shiroba
had given him explaining medabots. A quick rewording
of the title, a few additions and the Saotome school
of Martial Arts Medabots was created.
Soun looked at his daughters once they gathered around
the table. He smiled at the good news he would be
sharing with them. He had recieved the postcard from
Genma this morning stating that he and his son were coming.
All he had left to do was inform his children. It didn't
go according to his plans.
"Fiancee???" His girls called out in shock at the news.
As Soun nodded in affirmative to his daughters, he failed
to notice their particular reactions in his own moment of
joy. They all failed to have the joy he held. Instead, the
emotions they displayed could be described as... troubling
if he noticed them. His youngest was angry, angrier that
she usually seemed to be. His dear eldest displayed
dissapointment, a sight he rarely saw in her usual happy
spiel. His middle one... She had a look of troubling
interest, something that could prove to be either good or
more than likely, bad. That lack of attention for detail in
his part could be said to be one of his greatest faults.
--------------------------------------------------------
"What's he like?" Nabiki asked, curious about this new
element in her life. She wasn't sure what to think about
it just yet. She needed to get more on this possible
fiancee before she decided if she would go for him.
It might be nice to have a regular boyfriend, if he had
the ability to stimulate her in the right ways.
"I don't know. I've never meet the boy." Soun said, still
overcome with his bliss that he didn't notice his daughters
reactions as he should have.
"What???" the replay came very similar to one after the news
broke, but this time Nabiki joined her older sister in
dissapointment. Before any of them could speak, a knock come
from the door.
"That must be them now." Soun said overjoyed. He when to the
door. Nabiki also went, wishing to see the boy in order to
make up her mind. Plus she wanted to make a good impression
just in case he proved interesting.
Akane just looked towards where her father had just left,
fuming. she didn't like the idea of being engaged to anyone
especially a boy she didn't know. Every boy she knew was
a pervert. If it wasn't for her skills and those of Scout
those perverts could be causing her more grief than they
already did. So to have one come to her home was unacceptable.
It was then she heard her sister scream and her father shout
out. Akane moved to see what the problem was. Kasumi followed
her.
She found her sister hiding behind her father, both of the
shaking abit from the site in front of them. There stood a
panda bear holding a red head over it's shoulder, the two
of them followed by a DVL type and a strange beetle-like
medabot.
"Let me go! Your scaring them you, Baka." the red head was
telling the panada, as struggling to get off.
"Yeah, Fatso. Keep it up and your going to give them a heart
attack." said the beetle medabot, glaring at the panda.
"Hello, you would have any to eat?" asked the devil medabot.
"I'm starved."
"Darkram, be quit please." The black beetle said.
The other medabot looked at the devil medabot in disgust.
The red head turned to the Tendo's. "Hello, my name is Ranma
Saotome," Scratching the back of her red head and looking sheepish
Ranma said, "Sorry about this."
Comments: I am still working out some details of this fic,
but that to Merc's Beta reading it is getting better.
He also asked me to avoid the "Nabiki Marries Wealth" cliche.
Nabiki from all I hear isn't like that. She like wealth, but
if she married for just wealth why not marry Kuno, Makado
Sanzanin, Picolette Chardin II, Kinnosuke or other money
related characters. She dates and manipulates for money.
She is most likely looking for man more qualities. Like
a business agent who looks for the best product for the
cheapest price. In the normal time line, Ranma is the best
at one thing and bad at many others. Therefore, not top
of the line enough for her. Here who know, as I haven't
decide which sister takes the prize and if she gets it
or another fiancee does. Coments and critizes on that
and the other points of the fics are welcomed.
Thanks for reading.
PS: This is a rewrite and has a new medabots for people than
the previuos attempts.