Suggested changes: {before : after}
On 03/15/2004 11:17 PM, Bill Heineman said:
I don't own these characters. Please don't sue me, kill me or vote
yes on lobotomies for fanfic writers.
Does that mean I have to change my vote?
Akane burst out the tiny restroom of her apartment, grabbed her
school bag from the living room table and dashed out the door. "I'm
late! I'm late!"
I thought that was the White Rabbit's line. Fits Usagi better. :}b
Nodoka's hair fluttered in the micro windstorm as the bento she held
vanished when Hurricane Akane flashed by. Using her newly freed hand,
she straightened her hair back into her bun. Papers and dust settling
to the ground were the only things that remained in the {young :}
girl's wake. The elder Saotome waved her hand in a greeting that
could not be seen by its intended recipient. "Bye{: ,} Dear! See you
tonight."
He mumbled. "{C'mon pops : C'mon, Pops}, I won last time..." He
turned onto his side and went right back into a deep sleep.
Swallowing the last of the soup, Ranma sheepishly answered. "Sorry,
{mom : Mom}."
"Why ya gettin' all fancied up for, {mom : Mom}? Got an appointment
or something?" Ranma got up to leave.
Taken aback by Ranko's sudden flinch, Nodoka moved away a little as
well. "What's the matter{: ,} Dear? I just asked if you'd consider a
new style, that's all."
Ranko got to the end of the block and hopped onto the sidewalk,
whizzing around pedestrians at a breakneck pace. She turned another
corner to get in sight of the entry gates of Juuban High School when
she ran into an old friend, literally. Both people obeyed the laws of
physics this time around and fell backwards onto their rear ends.
Ranko was able to recover first. "Watch where you're going, you
nitwit! I'm late!"
Hmmm, I'd been expecting Usagi.
"Mousse? Whatcha doin' here? Aren't you supposed be back at the cafe
or somethin'?" Ranko said while picking up her school bag, checking
inside to see if her bento was damaged. No one touched her food, or
there {will : would} be hell to pay.
"Well..." Ranko lunged forward and did a handstand as Ryoga rushed by
like a bull trying to nail the matador. A twang was heard as a light
pole vibrated from the impact of Ryoga's fist. "How about the time we
went to the Japanese Nannicuan, huh? You were a big help there."
Ranma certainly has gotten a lot better if he can pay so little
attention to Ryoga's attacks.
"Hey, I am a man!" Came the statement from a red haired girl in a
Juuban High girl's uniform, lipstick, foundation and just a hint of
blush.
Makes sense to me...