On Wed, 04 Dec 1996 20:51:26 -0700, you wrote:

       "That is him, Son-in law."
        Ranma looked at the gentleman in question. He was a tall Latin man
curly graying hair. He was dressed in a white linen suit with a black tie.
A hula girl presented a tray with a glass of champange to him. He took
the glass, nodded, faced the group and raised the glass.
         "My dear guests, I am Mr. Roarke, your host. Welcome to Fantasy
Island!"
        

How about the following: Ranma is wandering around the island, looking
for the Jusenkyo cure that Roarke says is there. He keeps bumping into
some other martial artist, one who looks kind of familiar. This other
martial artist easily out-fights and out-wits and generally makes a
fool of Ranma and his entourage at every opportunity. Akane gets a
crush on him. The reader thinks that this is yet another author
insertion fic. Then at the end, Roarke says to the other martial
artist:

"Did you enjoy your fantasy, Gosunkugi?"

Gary

Gary Kleppe
kleppe@execpc.com, http://www.execpc.com/~kleppe