Last we left our hero...
The panda chuckled sinisterly, "[Oh yes. That pit is filled with starving squirrels who will swarm over you, looking for the acorn I have hidden on your person. Soon you will fall victim of a terrible phobia that will cause you to act as timid and fearful as a squirrel! Do you understand?]"
"Not really, I'm having trouble reading your small handwriting," Martial Master stated with a frown.
"[Oh, my apologies, take your time.]"
The masked adventurer read the sign carefully, before his eyes went wide, "You devious villian, you!!!" Martial Master exclaimed, struggling in his restraints.
"[Oh yes. Now, IN YOU GO!]" Evil Panda tossed our heroe into the pit, and shut the trap door....
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Ranma; PROTECTER OF NERIMA!
Episode 3
'The First Triumph'
Evil Panda turned a sinister Panda smile towards the pit with the trap door. I wasn't smiling because of the nemesis that was detained and being put through psychological torture of unprecidented scale, oh no.
He was smiling because he had finished his game of solitare successfully.
Once the feeling of triumph wore thin, Evil Panda growled, there should be much male screaming, and feral squirrel chattering going about. Perhaps the idiot's mind had been broken so soon?
Evil Panda got up, and walked over to open the trap door. As he did so, a sign popped out...
"[KAPOW!!!!]"
The sinister panda was sent kareening from the heavy blow that followed the sign, and looked up in astonishment.
"HA!" Martial Master exclaimed in victory, "You think such a devious trap could finish me off? Ya got another thing coming to ya!"
"[How the Hell did you escape?"]"
The masked martial artist smirked, "I'll explain it all the way to the city zoo..." The non-caped crusader rushed at the panda...
"[CRACK!!!!]" Read the sign, as Martial Master delivered a devistating rising ax kick to the jaw...
"[BOP!!!]" The sign said, while the pigtailed adventurer dealt a haymaker to the nefarious panda..
"[HOUSE FOR SALE!!!]" was on the sign, when the champion of Anything Goes leapt from the top turnbuckle, and dropped an elbo onto the downed panda.
"BANG, BANG, CRACK, POW, SHOOM, SHOOM, SHO...]" read the sign the Neriman defender was writing, while the panda began staggering to it's feet.
"[BANG, BANG, CRACK, POW, SHOOM, SHOOM, SHOOM, PING!!!!]" stated the sign, as, Martial Master started to.... uh... isn't that a bit exessive?
"[No,]" read Martial Master's sign. He then flipped it over, "[SMACK, SHABANG, BEDOW, SHUDDA, SHUDDA, WUGOOBA, RUPAUL, CLINK....]" The narrator stopped reading the rather elongated sign.
Ah, I understand. Now that is exessive...
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"Great vigilante that society heavily frowns upon, yet for story purposes we will ignore that rather sordid detail," stated the mayor of Nerima, as he stood by the zoo cage holding a despairing panda, "We are honored for your assitance in bringing in this dangerous creature."
"Ah, it weren't no sweat," Martial Master stated proudly, "It is my duty to protect the innocent. That is the code of the Martial artist; MARTIAL MASTER!"
"..." The crowd was definitely in awe of their newest protector.
"What kind of stupid name is that?" One audience member.
"[I prefer the name, 'Pigtailed Pansy', myself,]" read Evil Panda's sign.
"That's good, um... 'Martial Master,' the mayor replied, "But, one thing puzzles us; exactly how did you escape that deadly trap?"
"Well, it was quite simple, really," the pigtailed adventurer answered, not even bothering to consider how they found out about the trap in the first place, not that it was important to the story anyhow, "You see, there was one fatal flaw in his design. First, I had to locate the acorn that was hidding upon my person. I accomplished that by frantically rolling around on the ground until I felt a lump. Then, I used my great martial arts flexibility to maneuver my arm out of the bind Evil Panda tied me up in, and removed the acorn from my person. Once that was done, I carefully divided the acorn up evenly, and fed it to the poor starved squirrels."
"..." the crowd was once again awed by their newest protector.
"You thought up the name yourself, didn't you?" the same audience member that spoke previously enquired.
"Now that my civic duty is done, I must take my leave," Martial Master leapt away, before the mayor of Nerima could catch him.
"WAIT! How will we get a hold of you whenever justice is needed?" the mayor cried out. He deftly caught a package with a letter taped to it that read, 'with this'. He opened it, and pulled out a flashlight with a cardboard over the light that had the shape of a head with unruley hair and a pigtail cut out of it...
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The Redhead clad in a pelt of a lion, an oversized tiki mask, and carrying a spear and portable stereo, strolled back in, depressed from another botched gig.
"Oh, Ranma," Akane greeted, while reading a magazine, "How did the funeral go?"
"It didn't go well at all," Ranma-chan groused, as she set her spear down, and slumped onto the couch.
"Well, I warned you," Akane chided, ejecting the tape from the portable stereo, "I mean, 'My Dingaling' isn't exactly something most guys looking for adult entertainment would find suitable to listen to during a strip tease.
"Curse it!" the pigtailed girl cursed, at the same time pulling off her tiki mask and tossing it onto the floor, "How am I supposed to get funding so that I may buy my table, and begin my conquest of Nerima?"
"Are you *still* on about that?" Akane replied in an irritated voice, "Honestly, I thought you would find something more constructive to do with your time."
"Like your magazine collection?" Ranma-chan returned, slyly, "Exactly how do you sleep with all of them under your matress?"
Akane grumbled something unintelligable, and returned to reading the magazine she had hidden in the magazine she was holding.
"Oh, Ranma, have you seen your father?" Kasumi enquired, sticking her head out the kitchen, "I had to put his dinner up for him, but he's still missing."
Ranma shrugged in response, "Haven't seen the panda lately." She then grew irritated at the thought that the fat bastard probably skipped out of town again to save his hide from some situation or another.
"Oh," Kasumi replied, before striding out of the kitchen with a kettle in hand, and dumped it's steaming contents onto Ranma's head. The now pigtailed boy sputtered, as the water dripped down his face, and before he could make a protest, Kasumi hoisted him onto her shoulder, and patted him firmly on the butt.
"Hey!" Ranma squawked, kicking his legs and beating his fists against Kasumi's back.
"Oh my, I'm sorry, Ranma-kun," Kasumi shifted the weight she was carrying slightly, "Are you more comfortable now?"
"Kasumi, I just got home!" a still lion skin enclothed Ranma sighed.
"I understand," Kasumi replied, before starting for the stairs, ultimately to her bedroom.
Akane rolled her eyes, got up to the front door, and started to put on her shoes, "I think I'll go catch a late movie."
"Oh my, isn't tonight a school night?" the eldest Tendou daughter enquired.
"Not like I'll be getting any sleep her tonight, you fucking loud wailing whore," Akane mumbled under her breath, "Don't worry, I'll be okay." With that, she opened the door, and walked out of the house. Kasumi stood there, contemplating what she should do.
"Um, Kasumi?" Ranma hesitantly spoke up.
Kasumi shook her head, and turned her head a bit in an attempt to see Ranma's face, "Oh, I'm sorry, Ranma, I didn't mean to keep you waiting." She quickly started up the stairs, with Ranma in a fireman's carry.
"I was gonna ask you to adjust my g-string, actually. The thing wasn't exactly made for guys," Ranma stated in a subdued tone.
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A young lady wearing a green business suit, a green feather bola, and a green domino mask, sat at her desk, petting an emerald like it were a pet. She chuckled lightly to herself, for soon her plans will be set in motion. The reports of the sudden appearance of a masked vigilante would not effect them any, as long as she was cautious. She had schemed too hard, and planned too thoroughly for her next venture to fail, due to a bumbling do-gooder. She already had the perfect trap set for him, of course, one that had no fault she could find.
She growled, as she was disturbed out of he musings, got up out of her plush chair, walked up to one of the walls of her office, and banged on it, "RANMA! KASUMI! AT LEAST BE MORE CONSIDERATE ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE IN THIS HOUSE!"
She walked away from the wall, and sat down, while sighing in fustration. She recomposed herself, and went back to petting her precious pet emerald. Oh yes, there would be no faults found in the plans of the future ruler of Nerima...
The Ice Queen.
Next: The Ice Queen makes her Move!
The panda chuckled sinisterly, "[Oh yes. That pit is filled with starving squirrels who will swarm over you, looking for the acorn I have hidden on your person. Soon you will fall victim of a terrible phobia that will cause you to act as timid and fearful as a squirrel! Do you understand?]"
"Not really, I'm having trouble reading your small handwriting," Martial Master stated with a frown.
"[Oh, my apologies, take your time.]"
The masked adventurer read the sign carefully, before his eyes went wide, "You devious villian, you!!!" Martial Master exclaimed, struggling in his restraints.
"[Oh yes. Now, IN YOU GO!]" Evil Panda tossed our heroe into the pit, and shut the trap door....
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Ranma; PROTECTER OF NERIMA!
Episode 3
'The First Triumph'
Evil Panda turned a sinister Panda smile towards the pit with the trap door. I wasn't smiling because of the nemesis that was detained and being put through psychological torture of unprecidented scale, oh no.
He was smiling because he had finished his game of solitare successfully.
Once the feeling of triumph wore thin, Evil Panda growled, there should be much male screaming, and feral squirrel chattering going about. Perhaps the idiot's mind had been broken so soon?
Evil Panda got up, and walked over to open the trap door. As he did so, a sign popped out...
"[KAPOW!!!!]"
The sinister panda was sent kareening from the heavy blow that followed the sign, and looked up in astonishment.
"HA!" Martial Master exclaimed in victory, "You think such a devious trap could finish me off? Ya got another thing coming to ya!"
"[How the Hell did you escape?"]"
The masked martial artist smirked, "I'll explain it all the way to the city zoo..." The non-caped crusader rushed at the panda...
"[CRACK!!!!]" Read the sign, as Martial Master delivered a devistating rising ax kick to the jaw...
"[BOP!!!]" The sign said, while the pigtailed adventurer dealt a haymaker to the nefarious panda..
"[HOUSE FOR SALE!!!]" was on the sign, when the champion of Anything Goes leapt from the top turnbuckle, and dropped an elbo onto the downed panda.
"BANG, BANG, CRACK, POW, SHOOM, SHOOM, SHO...]" read the sign the Neriman defender was writing, while the panda began staggering to it's feet.
"[BANG, BANG, CRACK, POW, SHOOM, SHOOM, SHOOM, PING!!!!]" stated the sign, as, Martial Master started to.... uh... isn't that a bit exessive?
"[No,]" read Martial Master's sign. He then flipped it over, "[SMACK, SHABANG, BEDOW, SHUDDA, SHUDDA, WUGOOBA, RUPAUL, CLINK....]" The narrator stopped reading the rather elongated sign.
Ah, I understand. Now that is exessive...
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"Great vigilante that society heavily frowns upon, yet for story purposes we will ignore that rather sordid detail," stated the mayor of Nerima, as he stood by the zoo cage holding a despairing panda, "We are honored for your assitance in bringing in this dangerous creature."
"Ah, it weren't no sweat," Martial Master stated proudly, "It is my duty to protect the innocent. That is the code of the Martial artist; MARTIAL MASTER!"
"..." The crowd was definitely in awe of their newest protector.
"What kind of stupid name is that?" One audience member.
"[I prefer the name, 'Pigtailed Pansy', myself,]" read Evil Panda's sign.
"That's good, um... 'Martial Master,' the mayor replied, "But, one thing puzzles us; exactly how did you escape that deadly trap?"
"Well, it was quite simple, really," the pigtailed adventurer answered, not even bothering to consider how they found out about the trap in the first place, not that it was important to the story anyhow, "You see, there was one fatal flaw in his design. First, I had to locate the acorn that was hidding upon my person. I accomplished that by frantically rolling around on the ground until I felt a lump. Then, I used my great martial arts flexibility to maneuver my arm out of the bind Evil Panda tied me up in, and removed the acorn from my person. Once that was done, I carefully divided the acorn up evenly, and fed it to the poor starved squirrels."
"..." the crowd was once again awed by their newest protector.
"You thought up the name yourself, didn't you?" the same audience member that spoke previously enquired.
"Now that my civic duty is done, I must take my leave," Martial Master leapt away, before the mayor of Nerima could catch him.
"WAIT! How will we get a hold of you whenever justice is needed?" the mayor cried out. He deftly caught a package with a letter taped to it that read, 'with this'. He opened it, and pulled out a flashlight with a cardboard over the light that had the shape of a head with unruley hair and a pigtail cut out of it...
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The Redhead clad in a pelt of a lion, an oversized tiki mask, and carrying a spear and portable stereo, strolled back in, depressed from another botched gig.
"Oh, Ranma," Akane greeted, while reading a magazine, "How did the funeral go?"
"It didn't go well at all," Ranma-chan groused, as she set her spear down, and slumped onto the couch.
"Well, I warned you," Akane chided, ejecting the tape from the portable stereo, "I mean, 'My Dingaling' isn't exactly something most guys looking for adult entertainment would find suitable to listen to during a strip tease.
"Curse it!" the pigtailed girl cursed, at the same time pulling off her tiki mask and tossing it onto the floor, "How am I supposed to get funding so that I may buy my table, and begin my conquest of Nerima?"
"Are you *still* on about that?" Akane replied in an irritated voice, "Honestly, I thought you would find something more constructive to do with your time."
"Like your magazine collection?" Ranma-chan returned, slyly, "Exactly how do you sleep with all of them under your matress?"
Akane grumbled something unintelligable, and returned to reading the magazine she had hidden in the magazine she was holding.
"Oh, Ranma, have you seen your father?" Kasumi enquired, sticking her head out the kitchen, "I had to put his dinner up for him, but he's still missing."
Ranma shrugged in response, "Haven't seen the panda lately." She then grew irritated at the thought that the fat bastard probably skipped out of town again to save his hide from some situation or another.
"Oh," Kasumi replied, before striding out of the kitchen with a kettle in hand, and dumped it's steaming contents onto Ranma's head. The now pigtailed boy sputtered, as the water dripped down his face, and before he could make a protest, Kasumi hoisted him onto her shoulder, and patted him firmly on the butt.
"Hey!" Ranma squawked, kicking his legs and beating his fists against Kasumi's back.
"Oh my, I'm sorry, Ranma-kun," Kasumi shifted the weight she was carrying slightly, "Are you more comfortable now?"
"Kasumi, I just got home!" a still lion skin enclothed Ranma sighed.
"I understand," Kasumi replied, before starting for the stairs, ultimately to her bedroom.
Akane rolled her eyes, got up to the front door, and started to put on her shoes, "I think I'll go catch a late movie."
"Oh my, isn't tonight a school night?" the eldest Tendou daughter enquired.
"Not like I'll be getting any sleep her tonight, you fucking loud wailing whore," Akane mumbled under her breath, "Don't worry, I'll be okay." With that, she opened the door, and walked out of the house. Kasumi stood there, contemplating what she should do.
"Um, Kasumi?" Ranma hesitantly spoke up.
Kasumi shook her head, and turned her head a bit in an attempt to see Ranma's face, "Oh, I'm sorry, Ranma, I didn't mean to keep you waiting." She quickly started up the stairs, with Ranma in a fireman's carry.
"I was gonna ask you to adjust my g-string, actually. The thing wasn't exactly made for guys," Ranma stated in a subdued tone.
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A young lady wearing a green business suit, a green feather bola, and a green domino mask, sat at her desk, petting an emerald like it were a pet. She chuckled lightly to herself, for soon her plans will be set in motion. The reports of the sudden appearance of a masked vigilante would not effect them any, as long as she was cautious. She had schemed too hard, and planned too thoroughly for her next venture to fail, due to a bumbling do-gooder. She already had the perfect trap set for him, of course, one that had no fault she could find.
She growled, as she was disturbed out of he musings, got up out of her plush chair, walked up to one of the walls of her office, and banged on it, "RANMA! KASUMI! AT LEAST BE MORE CONSIDERATE ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE IN THIS HOUSE!"
She walked away from the wall, and sat down, while sighing in fustration. She recomposed herself, and went back to petting her precious pet emerald. Oh yes, there would be no faults found in the plans of the future ruler of Nerima...
The Ice Queen.
Next: The Ice Queen makes her Move!