Ranma; Protecter of Nerima
Akane picked up the ringing phone, just as she was passing by, "Hello? Hmm? It is? Oh, okay. Sure, hold on a second," the youngest Tendou daughter covered the mic piece up with her hand, and began to shout, "RANMA, THAT CRAZY FOREIGN GUY WHO SLEEPS IN THE PARK AND CLAIMS TO BE THE MAYOR OF NERIMA IS CALLING."
Within moments, Ranma arrived to recieve the phone Akane held out for him. The young girl walked off once Ranma began to talk, not wanting to eavesdrop on his conversation, "Yo, this is Ranma Saotome."
"[Hmm? Oh, I'm afraid I was looking for the Martial Master. Sorry to have disturbed you.]"
"NO, WAIT!" Ranma interjected, just before the other man hung up. Ranma quickly switched to his 'Martial Master' voice, "D-did I say 'Ranma'? I meant to say, uh, er, Martial Master! I... apologise for the confusion."
"[Oh, it's no bother, really.]"
"I am curious, fair mayor of our noble district; how were you able to get ahold of this number?" the pigtailed crusader enquired, curiously.
"[Well, it was on the stationary that you wrote this note on for the Martial Master signal. It has a number and address and header of One Nabiki Tendou.]"
"You owe me fourteen yen for that paper, Ranma," Nabiki said idly, as she walked by, licking a popcicle. An orange flavor popcicle. An orange flavor popcicle made with real fruit juice. Nabiki actually dislikes orange, but it was the only one left.
Martial Master glared at the girl, as she walked upstairs, and turned back to the conversation, "Speaking of the Martial Master Signal, why didn't you use that?"
"[We HAVE been for the past four hours!]" the man at the other end stated, "[I'm afraid it's not very effective in the daylight. Perhaps you have something that requires a larger power consumption? Anyhow, time is of the essence.]"
"Of course, mayor, what seems to be the problem?'
"[Come to Nerima Federal Bank, and I'll explain there.]"
Martial Master stood up straight and saluted, "I'm on my way..."
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::FLIPPING MARTIAL MASTER INSIGNIA (pigtailed Silouette) TO MARK SCENE CHANGE::
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Martial Master stood, staring at the spot that once held one of Nerima's most established banks, Nerima Federal Bank, "This is indeed a truly heinous plot."
"I agree, whoever did this, is truly evil," the mayor replied gravely, as they both, along with a few others, stood there staring at the sign that covered the sign of the former Nerima Federal Bank.
"Yes," Ranma turned to face the mayor, "do you have any clues as to who owns this 'Ice Queen National Bank'?"
"Not a one," the mayor replied, "And this isn't the only one. The Nerima National Bank, the Nerima Credit Union, and the First National Neriman Bank have also been replaced by the Ice Queen National Bank."
"Hmm, perhaps there may be some clues inside..." mused Martial Master, as he started into the bank...
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::SPINNING MARTIAL MASTER INSIGNIA TO MARK SCENE CHANGE::
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Martial looked around at the crowd of people inside, waiting at windows with sixteen-year-old tellers wearing emerald green bodysuits with yen symbols over the chest area, emerald green domino masks, and uniform pageboy haircuts.
"WHERE'S MY MONEY!" shouted one bank patronizer.
"YOUR INTREST RETURNS ARE OUTRAGIOUS!" shouted another
"CAN I USE YOUR BATHROOM?" shouted a third.
As Martial Master looked around for clues on the ground, he came to a pair of dainty, emerald green shoed feet. "May I help you?" A sardonic and sinister voice asked politely and cheerfully.
The pigtailed adventure stood straight up to meet the eyes of a ravishing young woman of about eighteen with a pageboy haircut, dressed in a smart emerald green business suit with a high cut skirt showing a bit of her thigh, petting an emerald as if it were a precious pet. Our heroe looked the young woman over, and noticed something. Emerald green shoes, Emerald Green panties (she should wear a little more conservative skirt), emerald green suit, emerald green domino mask... Martial Master came to the conclusion that...
"You must be very fond of emerald green, but I must say it doesn't look that good on you."
The woman's left eye twitched under the mask, but she kept her calm, "Really? I thought it suited me quite well."
"Are you the owner of this bank?"
"Why, yes I am," the proprieter of the bank held out her right hand, which was endowed with a gold ring studded with emeralds in the shape of a yen symbol, "Ice Queen.. Ms... Ice Queen."
Martial Master remained oblivious to the suggestive tone, but took the offered hand in greeting, "Of course, so you are the felon behind the dissappearing banks!"
"Why? How could you even accuse me of such a thing?!?" Ice Queen said in a scandalized voice, "I only moved in to fill the void that was left behind! I mean, could you imagine what chaos it would cause if Nerima were bankless? I shudder to think!"
"Ah, so you were only doing your civic duty as a resident of Nerima, I apologise for my rash accusation," Martial Master replied, "Well then, carry on, and sorry to have bothered you during business."
"Think nothing of it," Ice Queen offered, "In fact, stop by one day, I'll help you start up an account with *free* checking, so long as you purchase the alloted amount of checks, that is." Martial Master nodded, and then took his leave.
Several moments later, Akane entered while only giving the retreating masked hero a passing glance. She looked around curiously, while wondering what happened to Nerima Federal. She arrived at one of the teller windows to find a girl about her age dressed in a emerald green bodysuit with a domino mask and a pageboy haircut, and reeled back in surprise.
"Ya-Yuka?"
"SHHHHH!!!!!" the girl in question commanded urgently, "it's henchgirl #4!"
"I.... see," Akane replied in a way that stated she truly didn't, "Uh, why are you a henchgirl?"
"My mom wanted me to get a part time job, and this one seemed to have a good future ahead of it."
"Riiiiight, um, what happened to NFB? I wanted to make a quick inquiry on the status of my account."
"Uh," Henchgirl #4 shrugged, "Hold on a sec, lemme see if I have your account on record..."
"But, I've never signed up with this ban..."
"Ah! Here it is!" the henchgirl beamed. Akane decided not to question it, and went through with checking her account.
"Uh, thanks... Iiiiiii.... guess I'll be seeing you around, then," Akane stated, and was about to leave.
"Ah, Akane? Um, are we still up for Tuesday night?" Henchgirl #4 enquired, nervously.
Akane baulked slightly, "Well... I'm not too sure... I mean, that hair cut makes you look a lot like my sister, and that would be just too weird."
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::MARTIAL MASTER INSIGNIA DOING THE CABBAGE PATCH TO MARK SCENE CHANGE
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The banks continued to dissappear in Nerima, leaving a stumped Martial Master to only find Ice Queen National Banks in their wake. As this continued, he couldn't help but draw his own suspicions...
One night, in one of the remaining non-Ice Queen National Banks in Nerima...
"Okay girls, go to work!" Commanded Ice Queen. Her henchgirls quickly began to replace all traces of the Nerima Union Bank with that of the Ice Queen National. The villianess smiled sinisterly and sardonically; her plans were quickly coming to fruitation, and soon she will own all the banks in Nerima. Best part was, no costumed do-gooder had spoiled her...
"A-HA!" came a cry from behind the middle teller window, "I was onto your nefarious scheme! ICE QUEEN OF NERIMA!"
"CURSES!" Ice Queen exclaimed, "How did you know?"
"It was all quite simple," Martial Master started, as he walked out into the open, "You see, I noticed your ring earlier, your ring. It has a the emeralds on it in the shape of a yen sign. I studied the pattern the banks were dissappearing, and realized, it was the beginnings of, yes, a YEN sigh! After that, it was a matter of figuring out which ear of the yen symbol you would build up first. I chose the right ear first, because *RIGHT* stands for fascism, which is somewhat a cousin of Capitalism, which stands for MONEY, which means... in Japan's economy... yen!"
"Actually, it was sheer coincidence that all the banks of Nerima are lined up in the shape of a Yen sign," the Ice Queen replied, "No matter, HENCHGIRLS! TAKE HIM!"
All at once, the girls circled our pigtailed crusador, and as one, they attacked.
"[CLANK!]" his fist connected with the jaw of Henchgirl #7.
"[BANG!]" Martial Master's foot collided with the stomach of Henchgirl #2.
"[OUT TO LUNCH]" our hero headbutted Henchgirl #5
"[WHAM!]" Martial Master gave a half lidded stare to Henchgirl #4, as her dainty fist had struck his chest with a dainty blow that wouldn't have had an effect on paper walls, much less the martial arts master.
He raised his fist to strike back, when Henchgirl #4 squealed, "PLEASE! DON'T HIT ME!!!!" and then proceeded to cry.
"HEY! HEY! Don't cry!" Martial Master exclaimed, nervously, trying to calm the girl down, he didn't notice the blow with a fire extinquisher come towards his head until it was too late...
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::MARTIAL MASTER INSIGNIA ON STRIKE, PICKETING WITH A SIGN THAT READS, 'I will NOT be TYPECAST!', TO MARK SCENE CHANGE.
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"Oh, good, you're awake."
Martial Master's muddled mind began to clear, and found himself tied up, standing behind the teller window that read 'Express Line', "What's this?"
"Heh, heh, heh, you feel for plan of attack #62 of my patented 'Dealing with costumed Do-gooders' protocols," Ice Queen said triumphantly. "Now, I shall reveal my sinister plans for you..."
"Wha-what are you planning to do?" Martial Master swallowed dryly, fearing for himself.
"As you can see, I have you tied to the Express teller window, and I will leave you there all day to assist with payday deposits!"
"YOU'RE INSANE!" our hero exclaimed, fighting against his bonds futilely.
"Soon, the waves of patrons of my bank will slowly drive the sanity from you, doing away with you for good!" The villianess checked her gold pocketwatch that had emeralds lined up in the shape of a Yen symbol on it, "Girls, I'm feeling generous today. Let's open fourty seconds early!"
Two of the henchgirls nodded, and unlocked the doors to allow in the ocean of awaitng citizens...
WILL MARTIAL MASTER ESCAPE THIS DASTARDLY TRAP? OR WILL HE BE DRIVEN SLOWLY INSANE BY PEOPLE WHO FORGET THEIR DEPOSIT SLIPS, DON'T KNOW HOW TO WRITE A CHECK, AND ATTEMPT TO LIE ABOUT HOW MUCH THEY TRULY HAVE IN THEIR ACCOUNTS? TUNE IN AT SOME EVENTUAL PIGTAILED TIME, SAME PIGTAILED CHANNEL!!!
Akane picked up the ringing phone, just as she was passing by, "Hello? Hmm? It is? Oh, okay. Sure, hold on a second," the youngest Tendou daughter covered the mic piece up with her hand, and began to shout, "RANMA, THAT CRAZY FOREIGN GUY WHO SLEEPS IN THE PARK AND CLAIMS TO BE THE MAYOR OF NERIMA IS CALLING."
Within moments, Ranma arrived to recieve the phone Akane held out for him. The young girl walked off once Ranma began to talk, not wanting to eavesdrop on his conversation, "Yo, this is Ranma Saotome."
"[Hmm? Oh, I'm afraid I was looking for the Martial Master. Sorry to have disturbed you.]"
"NO, WAIT!" Ranma interjected, just before the other man hung up. Ranma quickly switched to his 'Martial Master' voice, "D-did I say 'Ranma'? I meant to say, uh, er, Martial Master! I... apologise for the confusion."
"[Oh, it's no bother, really.]"
"I am curious, fair mayor of our noble district; how were you able to get ahold of this number?" the pigtailed crusader enquired, curiously.
"[Well, it was on the stationary that you wrote this note on for the Martial Master signal. It has a number and address and header of One Nabiki Tendou.]"
"You owe me fourteen yen for that paper, Ranma," Nabiki said idly, as she walked by, licking a popcicle. An orange flavor popcicle. An orange flavor popcicle made with real fruit juice. Nabiki actually dislikes orange, but it was the only one left.
Martial Master glared at the girl, as she walked upstairs, and turned back to the conversation, "Speaking of the Martial Master Signal, why didn't you use that?"
"[We HAVE been for the past four hours!]" the man at the other end stated, "[I'm afraid it's not very effective in the daylight. Perhaps you have something that requires a larger power consumption? Anyhow, time is of the essence.]"
"Of course, mayor, what seems to be the problem?'
"[Come to Nerima Federal Bank, and I'll explain there.]"
Martial Master stood up straight and saluted, "I'm on my way..."
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::FLIPPING MARTIAL MASTER INSIGNIA (pigtailed Silouette) TO MARK SCENE CHANGE::
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Martial Master stood, staring at the spot that once held one of Nerima's most established banks, Nerima Federal Bank, "This is indeed a truly heinous plot."
"I agree, whoever did this, is truly evil," the mayor replied gravely, as they both, along with a few others, stood there staring at the sign that covered the sign of the former Nerima Federal Bank.
"Yes," Ranma turned to face the mayor, "do you have any clues as to who owns this 'Ice Queen National Bank'?"
"Not a one," the mayor replied, "And this isn't the only one. The Nerima National Bank, the Nerima Credit Union, and the First National Neriman Bank have also been replaced by the Ice Queen National Bank."
"Hmm, perhaps there may be some clues inside..." mused Martial Master, as he started into the bank...
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::SPINNING MARTIAL MASTER INSIGNIA TO MARK SCENE CHANGE::
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Martial looked around at the crowd of people inside, waiting at windows with sixteen-year-old tellers wearing emerald green bodysuits with yen symbols over the chest area, emerald green domino masks, and uniform pageboy haircuts.
"WHERE'S MY MONEY!" shouted one bank patronizer.
"YOUR INTREST RETURNS ARE OUTRAGIOUS!" shouted another
"CAN I USE YOUR BATHROOM?" shouted a third.
As Martial Master looked around for clues on the ground, he came to a pair of dainty, emerald green shoed feet. "May I help you?" A sardonic and sinister voice asked politely and cheerfully.
The pigtailed adventure stood straight up to meet the eyes of a ravishing young woman of about eighteen with a pageboy haircut, dressed in a smart emerald green business suit with a high cut skirt showing a bit of her thigh, petting an emerald as if it were a precious pet. Our heroe looked the young woman over, and noticed something. Emerald green shoes, Emerald Green panties (she should wear a little more conservative skirt), emerald green suit, emerald green domino mask... Martial Master came to the conclusion that...
"You must be very fond of emerald green, but I must say it doesn't look that good on you."
The woman's left eye twitched under the mask, but she kept her calm, "Really? I thought it suited me quite well."
"Are you the owner of this bank?"
"Why, yes I am," the proprieter of the bank held out her right hand, which was endowed with a gold ring studded with emeralds in the shape of a yen symbol, "Ice Queen.. Ms... Ice Queen."
Martial Master remained oblivious to the suggestive tone, but took the offered hand in greeting, "Of course, so you are the felon behind the dissappearing banks!"
"Why? How could you even accuse me of such a thing?!?" Ice Queen said in a scandalized voice, "I only moved in to fill the void that was left behind! I mean, could you imagine what chaos it would cause if Nerima were bankless? I shudder to think!"
"Ah, so you were only doing your civic duty as a resident of Nerima, I apologise for my rash accusation," Martial Master replied, "Well then, carry on, and sorry to have bothered you during business."
"Think nothing of it," Ice Queen offered, "In fact, stop by one day, I'll help you start up an account with *free* checking, so long as you purchase the alloted amount of checks, that is." Martial Master nodded, and then took his leave.
Several moments later, Akane entered while only giving the retreating masked hero a passing glance. She looked around curiously, while wondering what happened to Nerima Federal. She arrived at one of the teller windows to find a girl about her age dressed in a emerald green bodysuit with a domino mask and a pageboy haircut, and reeled back in surprise.
"Ya-Yuka?"
"SHHHHH!!!!!" the girl in question commanded urgently, "it's henchgirl #4!"
"I.... see," Akane replied in a way that stated she truly didn't, "Uh, why are you a henchgirl?"
"My mom wanted me to get a part time job, and this one seemed to have a good future ahead of it."
"Riiiiight, um, what happened to NFB? I wanted to make a quick inquiry on the status of my account."
"Uh," Henchgirl #4 shrugged, "Hold on a sec, lemme see if I have your account on record..."
"But, I've never signed up with this ban..."
"Ah! Here it is!" the henchgirl beamed. Akane decided not to question it, and went through with checking her account.
"Uh, thanks... Iiiiiii.... guess I'll be seeing you around, then," Akane stated, and was about to leave.
"Ah, Akane? Um, are we still up for Tuesday night?" Henchgirl #4 enquired, nervously.
Akane baulked slightly, "Well... I'm not too sure... I mean, that hair cut makes you look a lot like my sister, and that would be just too weird."
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::MARTIAL MASTER INSIGNIA DOING THE CABBAGE PATCH TO MARK SCENE CHANGE
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The banks continued to dissappear in Nerima, leaving a stumped Martial Master to only find Ice Queen National Banks in their wake. As this continued, he couldn't help but draw his own suspicions...
One night, in one of the remaining non-Ice Queen National Banks in Nerima...
"Okay girls, go to work!" Commanded Ice Queen. Her henchgirls quickly began to replace all traces of the Nerima Union Bank with that of the Ice Queen National. The villianess smiled sinisterly and sardonically; her plans were quickly coming to fruitation, and soon she will own all the banks in Nerima. Best part was, no costumed do-gooder had spoiled her...
"A-HA!" came a cry from behind the middle teller window, "I was onto your nefarious scheme! ICE QUEEN OF NERIMA!"
"CURSES!" Ice Queen exclaimed, "How did you know?"
"It was all quite simple," Martial Master started, as he walked out into the open, "You see, I noticed your ring earlier, your ring. It has a the emeralds on it in the shape of a yen sign. I studied the pattern the banks were dissappearing, and realized, it was the beginnings of, yes, a YEN sigh! After that, it was a matter of figuring out which ear of the yen symbol you would build up first. I chose the right ear first, because *RIGHT* stands for fascism, which is somewhat a cousin of Capitalism, which stands for MONEY, which means... in Japan's economy... yen!"
"Actually, it was sheer coincidence that all the banks of Nerima are lined up in the shape of a Yen sign," the Ice Queen replied, "No matter, HENCHGIRLS! TAKE HIM!"
All at once, the girls circled our pigtailed crusador, and as one, they attacked.
"[CLANK!]" his fist connected with the jaw of Henchgirl #7.
"[BANG!]" Martial Master's foot collided with the stomach of Henchgirl #2.
"[OUT TO LUNCH]" our hero headbutted Henchgirl #5
"[WHAM!]" Martial Master gave a half lidded stare to Henchgirl #4, as her dainty fist had struck his chest with a dainty blow that wouldn't have had an effect on paper walls, much less the martial arts master.
He raised his fist to strike back, when Henchgirl #4 squealed, "PLEASE! DON'T HIT ME!!!!" and then proceeded to cry.
"HEY! HEY! Don't cry!" Martial Master exclaimed, nervously, trying to calm the girl down, he didn't notice the blow with a fire extinquisher come towards his head until it was too late...
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::MARTIAL MASTER INSIGNIA ON STRIKE, PICKETING WITH A SIGN THAT READS, 'I will NOT be TYPECAST!', TO MARK SCENE CHANGE.
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"Oh, good, you're awake."
Martial Master's muddled mind began to clear, and found himself tied up, standing behind the teller window that read 'Express Line', "What's this?"
"Heh, heh, heh, you feel for plan of attack #62 of my patented 'Dealing with costumed Do-gooders' protocols," Ice Queen said triumphantly. "Now, I shall reveal my sinister plans for you..."
"Wha-what are you planning to do?" Martial Master swallowed dryly, fearing for himself.
"As you can see, I have you tied to the Express teller window, and I will leave you there all day to assist with payday deposits!"
"YOU'RE INSANE!" our hero exclaimed, fighting against his bonds futilely.
"Soon, the waves of patrons of my bank will slowly drive the sanity from you, doing away with you for good!" The villianess checked her gold pocketwatch that had emeralds lined up in the shape of a Yen symbol on it, "Girls, I'm feeling generous today. Let's open fourty seconds early!"
Two of the henchgirls nodded, and unlocked the doors to allow in the ocean of awaitng citizens...
WILL MARTIAL MASTER ESCAPE THIS DASTARDLY TRAP? OR WILL HE BE DRIVEN SLOWLY INSANE BY PEOPLE WHO FORGET THEIR DEPOSIT SLIPS, DON'T KNOW HOW TO WRITE A CHECK, AND ATTEMPT TO LIE ABOUT HOW MUCH THEY TRULY HAVE IN THEIR ACCOUNTS? TUNE IN AT SOME EVENTUAL PIGTAILED TIME, SAME PIGTAILED CHANNEL!!!