These are all shorter reviews, so I'm not bothering to cut them down.
Butterfly:
(16) Such fun I had with this chapter. I guess the talk between Kuno and Ranma was your funniest moment up to now, at least in my opinion. Just great!
Response: I kinda had fun writing it, and having Ukyo there to supervise things meant that Kuno could end up really in character at moments, then calm down after a firm hit on the head with a frying pan. lol
(17) Hm... Akane is known to be a very restless sleeper. I mean, Ryoga often complained of her hitting him in her sleep while he was there a P-chan. You could make her peaceful, if you want, but at least come up with an explanation. Otherwise a nice chapter.
Response: That's because Ryouga was right cuddled up next to her, Ranma's a good distance away. By "restless", I meant more she doesn't roll around in her sleep and inadvertently land on top of Ranma.
And the last review just says I'm doing "okay", so I don't really need to respond to that expect for this note.
TetsuoTsubushi: Will Ryouga be back? What were they doing fighting in DDR anyway. Since when do martial artist fight that way? What game will they play next?
Response: Since Ryouga had the crazy idea of using it as a means of challenging Ranma. And as far as which game they'll play next, so far I have no plans.but that could change, although I doubt it with everything I've got going on.
Dogbertcarroll:
Did Genma have an agreement with Senji to marry Ranma to one of his daughters? Things are going so quietly I kind of expect it.
Response: Senji? Do you mean Shinji? No, this guy is completely fabricated from my imagination, and no this guy is single and daughterless as far as I know. Unless there happens to be a character named Senji in the series who also happens to have daughters that...ow, my brain hurts.
Loved the t-shirt scene of course. *grin* Hehehe. Lots of Ranmas! I don't think you need to write Shampoo's journal in broken english. She isn't allowed to speak Chinese in Japan but Cologne said nothing about writing it. I'm not sure about the natural fear of thunderstorms tho' I would think with the number of times he had gone through it during his training trips he would have gotten over it. Now if it was another of Genma's stupid training ideas (patent pending) I could see him developing a phobia. Hm. I may have to use that idea myself.
Response: The Chinese thing I thought of before, but now Shampoo is definitely A.W.O.L from the story for suspense reasons.
Ryoga allowed Ranma another shot? He should have just stopped at one. He had what he wanted after all. Why would he continue? and since when does Ryoga move faster then Ranma?
Response: Ryouga was kind of stupid that way, and he moved just barely faster than Ranma, he was apparently "training" for this, no idea why, if fact never ask questions about a romantic comedy where comedy plays this key a role. It's like asking why are there so many Ranmas in the clothing store.
Usagichaz: I enjoyed your story. I've been reading it non-stop(well almost)all day. I really wasn't into Ranma Fanfictions but now that I read yours I am sure to look for more. Your chapters are kind of short but I don't mind since I enjoy reading other people's questions and your answers in case I had the same question. I only have one question. How come you haven't put more detail into Mousse's training and what new techniques he learned?
Response: Well, I'm glad you liked it for one, and as for the question, I did only a little research, and I seem to find that every time I try to research Martial Arts I have trouble comprehending the techniques and everything. It's probably just that I don't have the patience. Also, in this chapter will give a few hints into what kind of things Ranma trained Mousse in doing.
July 8th, 2003:
Dear Diary,
Just another week after this one and I'll be a full-fledged cook! Despite a recent accident that made good use out of Ukyo's food poisoning vaccines, I'm doing quite well. The whole incident was an accident on the part of Ukyo because she copied down one of the instructions incorrectly. Of course, I did a taste test first, and thank goodness, because I ended up vomiting all over the floor.actually, I'm not sure I'm all too thankful about that part, but thank goodness no one else ending up eating it. I got the vaccine right away, although I thought it tasted worse than the food itself! In any case, it stopped me throwing up, but I still felt a little sick to my stomach for about half an hour afterwards. I cleaned up the floor myself, even though Kasumi would've been ever so happy to (she's weird that way). I went to Ukyo's the next day and found out what the problem was, she apologized for it, and it was good to know it wasn't something I did. In other news, Mousse's training wraps up on Friday with a sparring match, and on Saturday myself and Ranma are going out for dinner to hopefully celebrate Mousse's training success.
Sincerely, Akane Tendo
July 9th, 2003: Mousse's training will finish this Friday. I have set it up so we will face off for a final spar, and if he comes close enough to beating me, I'll consider his training complete. However, whether that happens or not, Akane and I will be going out to dinner the next day. If he does win, that'll just make it a celebration, if not, we'll celebrate anyway. And I'm pretty confidant in his skill, although I will certainly not be going easy on him by any means. On a somewhat more gruesome note, Akane got sick from her own cooking, this is the moment I had been awaiting for quite some time, but now I feel a little sorry for her. Anyway, it was Ukyo's fault because she accidentally copied the cooking instructions down wrong, so at least Akane isn't making any mistakes on her part. She did clean up the mess afterwards, which shows responsibility on her part. There may yet be hope for her.
July 11th: The Final Spar
It was less than a minute before midnight. Ranma and Mousse both watched the clock with anticipation as the seconds ticked away. In no time at all, all three of the hands of the clock pointed upward.
"BEGIN!" Akane shouted.
Long before Akane even finished pronouncing the word, a blur of fists had already begun. Each participant was attacking with one hand and blocking with the other interchangeably. And it didn't just stop with punches, kicks were being thrown in as well. Crescent kicks, roundhouse kicks, flying kicks, you name it, and they were probably using it in an incomprehensible whirlwind of movement. They each went all around the dojo, using their environment to their advantage, jumping off walls, guarding themselves behind pillars, amongst other things. Ten minutes into the fight, Akane threw them combat sticks for the second part of the spar. It was as if the sticks weren't there at all because they were moving faster than the eye could follow. There was an occasional display of acrobatics: jumps, back-flips, etc. All this time, Akane was never able to see a single hit reach its target. After another ten minutes, Akane shouted "TIME OVER!" and suddenly, the blur faded into two figures, Ranma and Mousse. The two martial artists bowed to eachother. "So is it a tie?" "No, I think Mousse got one hit in, ow! On my left shoulder." Ranma said. "So I beat you?"
"Yeah, but don't tell anyone other than Shampoo." "So I AM stronger than you!" "Either that, or just slightly more coordinated. It was only one hit, don't get too cocky, overconfidence can be a weakness. And also about beating me: Don't worry, I'm getting used to it, I mean.getting beaten." "Yes, thank you Ranma. It has been an honor." "Will you be staying here for a few more days?" "No, I'm afraid not. I must make preparations for what I know I must do now, and I cannot do that here. Besides, I'm sure Ranma is anxious to have his room back."
Dear Diary,
I've told Ranma that it's okay if he still wants to stay in my room. Actually, I think I'd miss him, I've just gotten used to him being there every morning, and I'd rather not throw that off if we were to actually get married. We also sometimes get some talking in before we fall asleep, so that's kinda nice. It's weird, I suppose. Sorry, I'm getting tired, Ranma insisted on doing this at midnight, and he's already unconscious, I think.it just put so much of a strain on him. I think that we might just give the room to Genma, since he used to sleep in that room with Ranma before. He's been sharing a room with my father since he gave Ranma his own room as an impromptu 18th birthday "gift". Well, I'm pretty tired.so I'll have to cut this short, sorry.
Sincerely, a VERY tired Akane Tendo
July 12th, 2003:
Another dinner date:
"How's your shoulder doing?" Akane asked.
"Good, I got Dr. Tofu to fix it up for me earlier." Ranma replied.
"That's good." Akane said, "Do you think he'll win?"
"Mousse?"
"Yeah."
"Probably, I mean, he managed to hit me once , I'd say he's gotten pretty good. Although I only called it a win for his sake, I don't really call making the first and only blow a victory."
"Not willing to accept defeat, as usual."
"It's hard to accept defeat when one is not defeated."
"I suppose it is."
Just then their food arrived.
"Thanks."
"Thank you."
"So how's your cooking thing going?"
"Ukyo says I might be graduating next week."
"And only after a few weeks, she really is amazing."
"And what about me?"
"Well, you're even more amazing."
"And you're probably just saying that to kiss up."
"Maybe."
"Well, I appreciate it either way."
"Yeah."
Ranma was quite busy eating.
Akane decided to start eating as well.
"You know, I never knew Ryouga was so light on his feet."
"Neither did I, all I knew was that I was lighter."
"You see, that's one reason you're more amazing than Ukyo. You can actually learn how to cook, and you really kick ass at playing DDR."
"Thank you."
"Well, it's the truth, obviously. I really underestimated you all that time."
"And you really shouldn't have."
Another moment of silence as they ate.
"Do you think Ryouga might still try to challenge you again?"
"Knowing him, he might. The problem would be finding us. With his since of direction, I don't think we'll be seeing him for awhile."
"Yeah."
Eat, eat, eat.
"Do you think this might actually end up working out, this whole marriage thing?" Ranma asked.
"I'm not sure, at this rate, yeah. But I'm still not sure how I feel about you, and I don't know exactly about your feelings right now either."
"Just as confused, I'll tell you that. I wonder how people who've never been in love before even know if it's happening."
"I'm sure we'll figure it out when the time is right."
In a short while, they finished their meal, and the desert, and left for home.
July 11th, 2003: Well, I just got back from the dinner date with Akane. And it was kind of a celebration of Mousse's success. He actually managed to hit me in the shoulder once, I'd say that was an achievement at least. Akane also says that her own training will be finished by the end of next week, so that's something to look forward to. I'm not sure what else to write about, except that it's getting late and I think I'll be going to sleep now. I guess I should also note that my old man is back in my old room since Akane and I have agreed to continue sharing the same room now. Anyway, goodnight.
Author's Conclusion: I had everything before the dinner date hand-written for this chapter, just for a little change. It made me procrastinate typing it up, though. I really don't like writing on paper, but then again, once that I start just typing it up based on what I remember without even looking it's a bit fun. Anyway, it helped to kind of draw out the fight sequence, although it wasn't incredibly specific. Also, the dinner date was another very dialogue-oriented section of the story, as you could no doubt tell. In any case, I hope all of you liked it, and it seems that I've gone to six pages with only about one and a half of them being review responses. Yay!
Butterfly:
(16) Such fun I had with this chapter. I guess the talk between Kuno and Ranma was your funniest moment up to now, at least in my opinion. Just great!
Response: I kinda had fun writing it, and having Ukyo there to supervise things meant that Kuno could end up really in character at moments, then calm down after a firm hit on the head with a frying pan. lol
(17) Hm... Akane is known to be a very restless sleeper. I mean, Ryoga often complained of her hitting him in her sleep while he was there a P-chan. You could make her peaceful, if you want, but at least come up with an explanation. Otherwise a nice chapter.
Response: That's because Ryouga was right cuddled up next to her, Ranma's a good distance away. By "restless", I meant more she doesn't roll around in her sleep and inadvertently land on top of Ranma.
And the last review just says I'm doing "okay", so I don't really need to respond to that expect for this note.
TetsuoTsubushi: Will Ryouga be back? What were they doing fighting in DDR anyway. Since when do martial artist fight that way? What game will they play next?
Response: Since Ryouga had the crazy idea of using it as a means of challenging Ranma. And as far as which game they'll play next, so far I have no plans.but that could change, although I doubt it with everything I've got going on.
Dogbertcarroll:
Did Genma have an agreement with Senji to marry Ranma to one of his daughters? Things are going so quietly I kind of expect it.
Response: Senji? Do you mean Shinji? No, this guy is completely fabricated from my imagination, and no this guy is single and daughterless as far as I know. Unless there happens to be a character named Senji in the series who also happens to have daughters that...ow, my brain hurts.
Loved the t-shirt scene of course. *grin* Hehehe. Lots of Ranmas! I don't think you need to write Shampoo's journal in broken english. She isn't allowed to speak Chinese in Japan but Cologne said nothing about writing it. I'm not sure about the natural fear of thunderstorms tho' I would think with the number of times he had gone through it during his training trips he would have gotten over it. Now if it was another of Genma's stupid training ideas (patent pending) I could see him developing a phobia. Hm. I may have to use that idea myself.
Response: The Chinese thing I thought of before, but now Shampoo is definitely A.W.O.L from the story for suspense reasons.
Ryoga allowed Ranma another shot? He should have just stopped at one. He had what he wanted after all. Why would he continue? and since when does Ryoga move faster then Ranma?
Response: Ryouga was kind of stupid that way, and he moved just barely faster than Ranma, he was apparently "training" for this, no idea why, if fact never ask questions about a romantic comedy where comedy plays this key a role. It's like asking why are there so many Ranmas in the clothing store.
Usagichaz: I enjoyed your story. I've been reading it non-stop(well almost)all day. I really wasn't into Ranma Fanfictions but now that I read yours I am sure to look for more. Your chapters are kind of short but I don't mind since I enjoy reading other people's questions and your answers in case I had the same question. I only have one question. How come you haven't put more detail into Mousse's training and what new techniques he learned?
Response: Well, I'm glad you liked it for one, and as for the question, I did only a little research, and I seem to find that every time I try to research Martial Arts I have trouble comprehending the techniques and everything. It's probably just that I don't have the patience. Also, in this chapter will give a few hints into what kind of things Ranma trained Mousse in doing.
July 8th, 2003:
Dear Diary,
Just another week after this one and I'll be a full-fledged cook! Despite a recent accident that made good use out of Ukyo's food poisoning vaccines, I'm doing quite well. The whole incident was an accident on the part of Ukyo because she copied down one of the instructions incorrectly. Of course, I did a taste test first, and thank goodness, because I ended up vomiting all over the floor.actually, I'm not sure I'm all too thankful about that part, but thank goodness no one else ending up eating it. I got the vaccine right away, although I thought it tasted worse than the food itself! In any case, it stopped me throwing up, but I still felt a little sick to my stomach for about half an hour afterwards. I cleaned up the floor myself, even though Kasumi would've been ever so happy to (she's weird that way). I went to Ukyo's the next day and found out what the problem was, she apologized for it, and it was good to know it wasn't something I did. In other news, Mousse's training wraps up on Friday with a sparring match, and on Saturday myself and Ranma are going out for dinner to hopefully celebrate Mousse's training success.
Sincerely, Akane Tendo
July 9th, 2003: Mousse's training will finish this Friday. I have set it up so we will face off for a final spar, and if he comes close enough to beating me, I'll consider his training complete. However, whether that happens or not, Akane and I will be going out to dinner the next day. If he does win, that'll just make it a celebration, if not, we'll celebrate anyway. And I'm pretty confidant in his skill, although I will certainly not be going easy on him by any means. On a somewhat more gruesome note, Akane got sick from her own cooking, this is the moment I had been awaiting for quite some time, but now I feel a little sorry for her. Anyway, it was Ukyo's fault because she accidentally copied the cooking instructions down wrong, so at least Akane isn't making any mistakes on her part. She did clean up the mess afterwards, which shows responsibility on her part. There may yet be hope for her.
July 11th: The Final Spar
It was less than a minute before midnight. Ranma and Mousse both watched the clock with anticipation as the seconds ticked away. In no time at all, all three of the hands of the clock pointed upward.
"BEGIN!" Akane shouted.
Long before Akane even finished pronouncing the word, a blur of fists had already begun. Each participant was attacking with one hand and blocking with the other interchangeably. And it didn't just stop with punches, kicks were being thrown in as well. Crescent kicks, roundhouse kicks, flying kicks, you name it, and they were probably using it in an incomprehensible whirlwind of movement. They each went all around the dojo, using their environment to their advantage, jumping off walls, guarding themselves behind pillars, amongst other things. Ten minutes into the fight, Akane threw them combat sticks for the second part of the spar. It was as if the sticks weren't there at all because they were moving faster than the eye could follow. There was an occasional display of acrobatics: jumps, back-flips, etc. All this time, Akane was never able to see a single hit reach its target. After another ten minutes, Akane shouted "TIME OVER!" and suddenly, the blur faded into two figures, Ranma and Mousse. The two martial artists bowed to eachother. "So is it a tie?" "No, I think Mousse got one hit in, ow! On my left shoulder." Ranma said. "So I beat you?"
"Yeah, but don't tell anyone other than Shampoo." "So I AM stronger than you!" "Either that, or just slightly more coordinated. It was only one hit, don't get too cocky, overconfidence can be a weakness. And also about beating me: Don't worry, I'm getting used to it, I mean.getting beaten." "Yes, thank you Ranma. It has been an honor." "Will you be staying here for a few more days?" "No, I'm afraid not. I must make preparations for what I know I must do now, and I cannot do that here. Besides, I'm sure Ranma is anxious to have his room back."
Dear Diary,
I've told Ranma that it's okay if he still wants to stay in my room. Actually, I think I'd miss him, I've just gotten used to him being there every morning, and I'd rather not throw that off if we were to actually get married. We also sometimes get some talking in before we fall asleep, so that's kinda nice. It's weird, I suppose. Sorry, I'm getting tired, Ranma insisted on doing this at midnight, and he's already unconscious, I think.it just put so much of a strain on him. I think that we might just give the room to Genma, since he used to sleep in that room with Ranma before. He's been sharing a room with my father since he gave Ranma his own room as an impromptu 18th birthday "gift". Well, I'm pretty tired.so I'll have to cut this short, sorry.
Sincerely, a VERY tired Akane Tendo
July 12th, 2003:
Another dinner date:
"How's your shoulder doing?" Akane asked.
"Good, I got Dr. Tofu to fix it up for me earlier." Ranma replied.
"That's good." Akane said, "Do you think he'll win?"
"Mousse?"
"Yeah."
"Probably, I mean, he managed to hit me once , I'd say he's gotten pretty good. Although I only called it a win for his sake, I don't really call making the first and only blow a victory."
"Not willing to accept defeat, as usual."
"It's hard to accept defeat when one is not defeated."
"I suppose it is."
Just then their food arrived.
"Thanks."
"Thank you."
"So how's your cooking thing going?"
"Ukyo says I might be graduating next week."
"And only after a few weeks, she really is amazing."
"And what about me?"
"Well, you're even more amazing."
"And you're probably just saying that to kiss up."
"Maybe."
"Well, I appreciate it either way."
"Yeah."
Ranma was quite busy eating.
Akane decided to start eating as well.
"You know, I never knew Ryouga was so light on his feet."
"Neither did I, all I knew was that I was lighter."
"You see, that's one reason you're more amazing than Ukyo. You can actually learn how to cook, and you really kick ass at playing DDR."
"Thank you."
"Well, it's the truth, obviously. I really underestimated you all that time."
"And you really shouldn't have."
Another moment of silence as they ate.
"Do you think Ryouga might still try to challenge you again?"
"Knowing him, he might. The problem would be finding us. With his since of direction, I don't think we'll be seeing him for awhile."
"Yeah."
Eat, eat, eat.
"Do you think this might actually end up working out, this whole marriage thing?" Ranma asked.
"I'm not sure, at this rate, yeah. But I'm still not sure how I feel about you, and I don't know exactly about your feelings right now either."
"Just as confused, I'll tell you that. I wonder how people who've never been in love before even know if it's happening."
"I'm sure we'll figure it out when the time is right."
In a short while, they finished their meal, and the desert, and left for home.
July 11th, 2003: Well, I just got back from the dinner date with Akane. And it was kind of a celebration of Mousse's success. He actually managed to hit me in the shoulder once, I'd say that was an achievement at least. Akane also says that her own training will be finished by the end of next week, so that's something to look forward to. I'm not sure what else to write about, except that it's getting late and I think I'll be going to sleep now. I guess I should also note that my old man is back in my old room since Akane and I have agreed to continue sharing the same room now. Anyway, goodnight.
Author's Conclusion: I had everything before the dinner date hand-written for this chapter, just for a little change. It made me procrastinate typing it up, though. I really don't like writing on paper, but then again, once that I start just typing it up based on what I remember without even looking it's a bit fun. Anyway, it helped to kind of draw out the fight sequence, although it wasn't incredibly specific. Also, the dinner date was another very dialogue-oriented section of the story, as you could no doubt tell. In any case, I hope all of you liked it, and it seems that I've gone to six pages with only about one and a half of them being review responses. Yay!