Subject: [Ranma][fanfic]Write your own ending to More A Woman.
From: Christopher Angel
Date: 8/31/1997, 8:56 PM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

Well, I just posted this, and Hunter Kid's response was so hilarious I
thought I'd give the rest of y'all a chance to come up with something good.

To tell the truth, I have an easy time coming up with twisted crap like
that.  I think the real genius comes in going somewhere with it.  

So, I'd like to see what the rest of you can come up with.  PLEASE
participate...this should be fun.

For convenience, I'm repeating the story below.

--
Christopher Angel
cja124@mail.usask.ca      http://www.engr.usask.ca/~cja124
-The road to hell is paved with good intentions. -Old proverb.
-People forget that the same road leads to heaven. -Response

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More A Woman

All Ranma 1/2 characters owned bt Rumiko Takahashi.  Send not thine lawyers
with their great nasty teeth to rend mine bank account in revenge, for I
have little they may feed upon.

***

Ranma stood in the dojo, glaring at the three girls.  "For the past year,
you three have made my life miserable over engagements and romances I never
wanted.  Well I have had ENOUGH!"  He picked up a bucket and drenced
himself, becoming a she instantly. She picked up another, and doused
herself again.

"That, ladies, was permanence water.  Ranma Saotome, the man, is dead. 
Long live Ranma Saotome, the woman."  She smiled wickedly into the three
girl's shocked faces, and turned and walked out of the room.

"Ranchan's finally lost it," Ukyo finally said.

"Aiyah, husband go crazy," Shampoo seconded, and then glared at Akane. 
"Violent pervet girl hit Ranma on head again?" she accused.

Akane shook her head vehemently.  "Ranma's been acting wierd lately.  He
was nice to Ryoga.  He tried to make friends with Mousse and Kuno."  She
looked at the door the redhead had exited from.  "But I never expected
this."

"Get used to it, Akane," Ranma said, walking back in the dojo.  Her
ex-fiancees gaped at her.  She wore an understated red dress that matched
her hair and accented her eyes.  With a bit of disbelief, they noticed
Ranma was actually wearing a bra and makeup, for the first time ever. 
Ranma gave a girlish giggle.  "I take it I look good?"  At their lack of
response, she sighed disgustedly.  "Some help you are."

Ranma twirled and made to walk out of the dojo.  She stopped at the exit,
and turned back to the girls.  "Oh, by the way ladies, see those two
caskets?"  She pointed to a corner of the dojo, and the girls' eyes
followed her finger.  "One's Drowned Man water, the other is more
permanence water."  Ranma paused, and a bit of hope crept into her voice. 
"If you really care for me that much, prove it.

Ranma turned to exit.  "Well, I'm off to see if that hunk of a man Ryoga
will take me out."  She paused.  "Maybe Mousse would be interested."  She
grinned back at the three girls.  "Frankly girls, I'm more of a woman than
you three ever were."