A single snowflake can start an avalanche rolling. This was
partially inspired by a certain Ranma 1/2 self-insert parody whose
author i forgot, where the author, a disgruntled Nabiki fan, and a
random element competed with each other to see who could get his
version of the story out first.
RULES:
1: Each section must be written by a different person
2: First post after each section gets to be official, in that it
continues. I reserve veto power.
3: Chapter must be over 1000 words [no fair gaining priority by
writing posts obscenely short] in 25 or more sentences.
4: Prose or script can be used, I could really care less.
---Prologue [Scene One]---
[CANON up until this scene. Meaning postcard, etc. No reason to
assume that Ranma and/or Genma are cursed or what with.]
Soun: Hey! Kasumi! Nabiki! Akane!
Kasumi: Yes, daddy?
Nabiki: Mm?
Soun: AKANE!! Where is that girl?
Akane: Hi, I'm Ho-o-o-ome!
* Whoosh! * Sssnch! * Klonk! * "Hyaahh!" * KRAK! *
/* note: Akane was changing into a gi, setting up concrete blocks,
-* and breaking them, all in under a minute. This happened with
-* exactly these sound FX in canon. */
Akane: Aah! That was nice.
Nabiki: There you go again, Akane. No wonder all the boys think
you're so wierd.
Akane: So why should I care? Not *everybody* thinks the world
revolves around *boys*, Nabiki.
Nabiki: No? Then I guess this wouldn't interest you.
[Scene change]
Girls: FIANCE?
Soun: Yes. The son of a very good friend of mine. The son's name is
_Ranma Saotome_
Soun: If one of you three girls were to marry him... and carry on
the Dojo...
Soun: ...Then the Tendo family legacy would be secure.
Akane: Wait a minute! Don't we have some say in who we marry?
Kasumi: Akane's right, daddy. We've never even _met_ Ranma.
---***---
Okay. I withdraw from this and will see where it goes. People
receiving FFML mail in digest format need not apply. Posts will be
barred from becoming official at my sole discretion. rule of thumb:
NO WRAP-UPS! This is an ongoing story.