*TURN OFF YOUR LIGHTS* (And give yourself a severe case of eyestrain) (The future isn't what it used to be....) "MYSTERY SCIENCE THEATER 6.7" (SEASON TWO) EPISODE 14: RANKO'S LIFE PT. 2 (A Ranma 1/2 MSTing) MSTed From the Desk of Megane 6.7 This is a MSTing of a work of fiction created by another author. Use of copyrighted and trademarked material is for entertainment purposes only; no infringement on the original copyrights or trademarks held by Best Brains, Inc. is intended or should be inferred. Any random mention of certain anime characters, song titles, television shows, etc. are the property of their respected creators/distributors/etc.... Ranma 1/2 is the property of Rumiko Takahashi and all the distributors of her work. "Ranko's Life" is the property of Hitomi Ichinohei and she's welcome to it. I do not intend to offend her for making fun of her work like this but I figure no one else ever will. Think of this as another form of C&C. ;) This fanfic is rated PG-13 for mature content. Magic Voice: LAST TIME ON MYSTERY SCIENCE THEATER 6.7.... Dr. Frank suddenly leaped to his feet, spilling the hot cider in his lap. "THAT'S IT!!!" Dr. Frank bellowed with excitement and pain. "I'll give them a holographic generator to create whatever scenario they please and in doing so, they'll leave the earth alone and perhaps be more open to the fanfics I send them! Forrester, you're a genius!" Forrester bigsweated. "Uh... Dr. F... I don't want to criticize you or anything, but are you sure that's a good idea? How are you going to reform them if they can create any twisted scenario they want?" "Well, I'll program certain restrictions, of course, but for the most part, it should condition them to only use violence in the holographic environment and behave normally outside. Besides...." Dr. Frank added. "I don't think the Earth is up to being scribbled on again, do you?" Forrester had to concede to that point. "Okay, when should we get started? "Right after we visit the emergency ward in sickbay. I fear my hot cider has given me 3rd degree burns in a very tender area...." Magic Voice: AND NOW, THE CONCLUSION.... * * * SATELLITE OF HATE "You're sending us a WHAT?" Joel Robinson directed the question towards the viewscreen where Dr. Frank and Forrester were standing. "A *holocabaret*, Joel. It'll allow you to create almost any environment you want for your personal comfort and enjoyment." "Pull the other one." Crow muttered. "I assure you, Crow, I'm quite serious. I'm putting the final touches on it now and another droid should have it installed in the satellite and ready for you to give a test run as soon as you finish viewing the remainder of today's experiment...." Joel and the bots groaned. "Come on boys, let's have none of that now." Dr. Frank admonished. "I'm doing this for your own good. Besides, after the holocabaret is installed, you'll thank me for it. Enjoy the rest of Ranko's Life and above all, be well!" Tom turned towards Joel as Dr. Frank's image winked off the viewscreen. "I've got a bad feeling about this, Joel...." Joel shrugged. "Hey, anything to relieve the boredom of playing cards and Monopoly over and over, is okay by me." Crow snorted. "An hour ago, you and Tom were playing *What's My Line?* and *Pictionary* with the Satellite's lasers, Joel...." "Yeah...." Joel replied wistfully. "I just wish I could have finished my shrine to Satosan... and Acid Junkie... and Shade... and Eros Comics... and...." Suddenly alarms and sirens rang out. "OHHHH, WE'VE GOT FANFIC SIGN!!!" Crow cried out. "But I wasn't finished!" Joel whined. (Door 6: It's made of flowers. You smell them, make love, vow to somehow stop war, then move on.) (Door 5: It's a mirror. You play the mirror game with your image until Harpo and Groucho Marx threaten you with a lawsuit. (Door 4: It falls away from you, missing your foot completely.) (Door 3: It's made of Scissors. You hurl rocks at it until you clear a path through.) (Door 2. It's guarded by the Black Knight. Fortunately his arms and legs were cut off so he gives you little trouble as you walk by.) (Door 1: It's permanently open due to rust.) (Door .7: The camera pans upward where a small hatch falls to the floor.) Joel walks into the theater with Tom in his arms, Crow following close behind. Stepping over the air grate that prevented Tom from entering the theater on his own, Joel waited for Crow to pass by him and then he placed Tom down on one of the theater seats and sat next to him. Crow sitting on Joel's left. Tom: Well, before we begin, let's do a quick recap of the fanfic for everyone that decided to save this part for reading another day. Kaneda's a troublemaker, Ranko's demure, They're engaged to be married. Any questions? No? Good! Crow: And Dr. Tofu has yet to show up in his first major role since he fell down an open sewer and died. >Ranko had politely tried to tell him that he was trying to lift >too much at once, and had asked him if it wouldn't be better if they >made three or four trips instead like she and her mother had, as if he >wasn't able to handle something correctly and always ready to defer to >him in any way. Joel: Didn't we already read this part before Crow blasted the screen? Tom: Don't you see what Hitomi is doing here? First, it was from Kaneda's point of view and now it's Ranko's. Joel: But it's the practically the same damn paragraph! Crow: I think we're in trouble, guys.... >Kaneda would have preferred her arguing with him over carrying so >many cases at once to her demure acquiescence to his will. If Ranko >was going to be like this for the rest of their lives, it would be a living >hell for him. Tom: It's already a living hell for us, pal.... Crow: There's a word for hell and it's REDUNDANCY! Joel: Funny, I thought it was menopause. >He had to try and give her some backbone at least. Tom: Maybe he can hire Yugo from Gunnm? >He paused as he entered the house and shuddered, *What the HELL >am I thinking?!? There's no _way_ I'm gonna marry this girl. Joel: Keep her as a sex slave, maybe. >Anyone who gives into something that easy will not be suited for >traveling around for a few years.* Tom: Why not? Wouldn't that make her a good traveling partner if she's so easily agreeable? >Ranko looked at Kaneda once more after she had shaken the >umbrella outside and blushed again. Joel: Man, and I thought Lunari blushed a lot.... >Whatever else could be said about Kaneda, Crow: Anything but the fact that he's a troublemaker! >he was handsome enough to make her feel nervous around him, not >that it was hard given that this man was going to be her husband. Tom: READ. OUR. LIPS. WE. KNOW. RANKO. IS. DEMURE. NOW. EXPAND. HER. CHARACTER. ALREADY. Joel: Seen it. Read it. Taped it. Sick of it. >As she took off her shoes, she quietly said, "Kaneda-kun, please let >me help you with that. I...I don't want you to be hurt because I >packed too many bags." Joel: Feh! Ryouga could carry those bags with one hand. Crow: Well, he's not in this story, so too bad. >Kaneda, who was already walking down the hall to the stairway, was >startled enough so that he tripped. All: Facefault! >While most of the luggage fell forward, one particularly heavy bag >fell on his head stunning him for about a minute. Tom: Good! Now Kaneda knows how *we* feel about Ranko's demure nature being pointed out to us, over and over.... Crow: How symbolic. >When he finally regained his senses, he realized three things: Crow: He who would get past me, must realize first these questions three, ere the other side he see.... Joel: Hmmm... Ranko's demure... I'm a troublemaker... and I need Extra Strength Tylenol, ASAP! >One: Ranko was above him gently wiping his brow and gently >saying his name. Tom: Kaneda... you're busted wide open. >Two: His head was in Ranko's lap. Joel: All right! Third base! >Three: Having her here was going to be trouble. For him. Tom: At least if the repetitive narration is any indication.... Crow: Four: She would indicate to him just how demure she was. >Getting out of her lap, he shook his head to clear it and said, Joel: Okay, I'm ready for your lap again. >"OK, tell you what. How about we start taking your bags up to your >room, and then I'll show you around the place." Ranko smiled sweetly, >and literally bounced up to answer, "That would be so nice Kaneda-kun!" Crow: Whoa! She got perky all of a sudden! Joel: Wow! Putting Kaneda's head in her lap really helped her overcome her shyness! Crow: Joel.... Joel: Well, it did! >Kaneda kept a smile frozen to his face at this. Tom: CUT! CUT! CUT! You're supposed to be demure, Ranko! DEMURE!!! Crow: Oops! I'm sorry! I'll start blushing right away! Tom: It's okay, let's just move on. I'll add another couple of descriptions of how demure and shy Ranko is to cover for it.... >*Sugary sweet, polite, doesn't argue, cute, and extremely feminine. >This girl is definitely going to be trouble.* Crow: Here, take this mallet and hit me with it! Just slam it over my head! Please! I need to feel some pain! And burn some food while you're at it! I want to be tossing my socks by bedtime! >*** Tom: Star Wars... Nothing but Star Wars.... >"I noticed Ranko is very shy Aunt Saotome." Kasumi said as she >poured the tea. Joel: Always keeping on top of things, eh, Kasumi? >Nodoka smiled at Soun's oldest child, Tom: You know, guys, all these fics that Dr. Frank sends us always seem to be full of happy smiles. Joel: Think he's trying to tell us something? Crow: Don't worry, be happy? Tom: Have a nice day? Crow: Smile and the world smiles with you? Joel: Ugh, sorry I asked. >"I think it has a lot to do with your brother, especially since she >hasn't been around boys very much." Nabiki raised an eyebrow, >"How inexperienced is she with boys?" Crow: Well, once she was kissed by this boy named Georgy Porgy and she cried. Does that count? >Nodoka frowned a little, "Well, she doesn't know any except in >passing at the stores. Tom: Well, now we finally know where the boys are. >Is there some sort of problem that I should know about?" Crow: Other than a potential foot odor problem? Joel: Gee, where do I begin? The hordes of horny boys at Furinkan? The poetry spouting Kendoist? The arrogant kiss-hungry figure skater? The obsessed creepy practitioner of voodoo? The vengeful rivals who take hostages? The occasional prince from a far away land searching for a bride.... Tom: Not to mention the fact that Kaneda isn't even skilled enough to beat Soun.... Crow: Uhhh... Is there any way I can still back out of this? Tom: No! Now shut up and act demure! >Nabiki shook her head, "Not really. It's just that she's a very >beautiful young lady, Joel: Sayyyyyyy.... >and if she's going to be attending school at Furinkan like you and >father plan, then I'm wondering how much I'm going to have to >protect her. She's never been to a mixed school before has she?" Tom: No, but she has been to a mixer or two. >Ranko's mother responded in the negative. Crow: And she accomplished this activity by vocalizing an utterance utilizing the larynx apparatus located in her tracheal area. Joel: The middle finger would've been a lot easier. >"I've been sending her to a private academy so that she would be able >to maximize her learning. She's spent more time studying than >socializing." Kasumi looked up at her new aunt, "Didn't she have any >friends?" Nodoka's smile seemed to widen slightly as she said, "Quite >a few. She makes friends easily, just not with boys. Joel: Hmmmm, Ranko seems to be uncomfortable around boys because of her isolation from them and perhaps her exposure to Kaneda will be beneficial in easing her discomfort. Crow: .... >When she was six, Ranko found out she was going to marry >Kaneda-kun, and avoided almost every boy that came her way >since." Tom: Except for that one tomboy... what was her name again? >No one noticed, but Nodoka winced internally as she made that statement. Tom: Of course no one noticed! It was internal! To the best of my knowledge, none of the Tendos is a telepath! >While it wasn't exactly untrue since her daughter had tended >to avoid boys at every instance, Kaneda was not the reason for it. >It had more to do with the honour the young girl had, and since she >became a teenager, her sexual preference. Tom: So, she *IS* a lesbian! Joel: It's starting to look that way. What'da say, Crow? Crow: I guess I can't argue with the facts.... >Nodoka was hoping that it was because her daughter had avoided >almost every man that even seemed to enter her life rather than >something that was truly a part of her. She did not want to see >Ranko hurt, but Nodoka knew ties of honour were far above >personal happiness. Tom: The ties that bind, however, were a source of great pleasure for Ranko.... Joel: I'll field this one, Crow. *ahem* Tom.... >Soun smiled, and a few tears came to his eyes. Tom: My throat... It hurts so much.... >"To be so dedicated to an ideal from such a young age. You must be >proud to have such an honourable daughter." Crow: Not like my ungrateful, worthless son who's incidentally, a troublemaker and egomaniac. >There was genuine pleasure in Nodoka's voice as she replied in the >affirmative. Crow: A-fer-ma-tive! Joel: Whatever happened to just saying Yes and No? >*** All: Star Baby! Flashy little shiny little lovin machine.... >Kaneda had shown Ranko around the entire house, and he was >quickly getting sick and tired of her quiet, demure, and absolutely >dedicated attitude towards him. Crow and Tom: AND WE'RE SICK AND TIRED OF BEING REMINDED OF IT!!! Joel: What is this? Torture by repetition? >It was nerve wracking to have a woman that was so dedicated to him >and to marriage. Tom: Aw, nuts! Why can't I have a selfish, lazy wife like Peg Bundy? Joel: For god's sake, Kaneda, just accept her for who she is! >He got the feeling that she had been taught that her entire life >revolved around her marriage to him. Ridiculous! Tom: Poppycock! Crow: Horsebuns! Joel: Mule Muffins! >Leading her out into the yard now that the rain was over, he >motioned to the Dojo. "Well, I suppose you better learn what I >spend most of my time doing." Tom: Collecting stamps? Crow: Playing Command and Conquer? Joel: Writing fanfiction for fun? >Ranko's eyes suddenly gleamed, and her voice took on just the >slightest bit of excitement, as she grabbed his arm suddenly. Joel: I just had a orgasm! Crow: JOEL!!! >"What a lovely dojo! Let's go take a look at it. You do know how to >do the Art don't you?" Tom: Just give me some crayons and watch me work! Joel: Oh, YESSSS! Let's do it! I'll get the charcoal and paper, You strip naked and pose for me on the dojo floor! Crow: .... Tom: Just ignore him, Crow. Maybe he'll go away. >Kaneda, for his part, was stunned. Tom: Ranko 3:16 says she just whipped your ass! Joel: >Up until this point, she had been the perfect Japanese woman; a >quiet, monotone voice without much emotion, Tom: HAL? Joel: Kevin Costner? Crow: Dr. Remulac? >not touching him unless he was injured in some way, always >keeping a proper attitude and letting him virtually dictate her every >move. To have her suddenly touching him, and pulling him towards >the dojo was unexpected! Crow: "Unexpected?!" Is that all the narrator can think of to say?! Joel: How about exciting? How about appealing? How about arousing? How about.... Crow: ...you know your role and shut your mouth, Joel. >"Well...uh...I...I've been practicing the Art since I could stand. Why?" Tom: Good question. What do you, the readers at home, think? Crow: She just couldn't stand idly by, I guess. >Ranko then noticed what she was doing, blushed, and looked back to >the house quickly. Not noticing anyone, she leaned in close, cupped a >hand to his ear and whispered, Tom: Sweet nothings... Sweet nothings... Sweet nothings.... >"I want to spar against you, but I don't want mother noticing. Except >for some training with a sword, she doesn't think it's proper for a >woman to practice the Art." Joel: But strangely enough, she had no problem with Ranko pursuing a career as a pizza chef.... Crow: I like sword! That's a personal weapon! >Kaneda coughed suddenly as he led her automatically into the dojo. Tom: Uh oh! Looks like Soun's bronchitis is spreading.... >*She likes the Arts? Well, she's probably like all the other girls who >practice it, not really dedicated to what it actually takes.* Crow: She likes the Arts but she refuses to give the Crafts a try. Joel: What about the Entertainment? >As he let her hand go, Ranko took off her slippers and bowed >before entering. She quickly read the motto on the wall, Tom: "You stab 'em, we slab 'em." - Stan's Previously Owned Coffins Crow: "Always do the right thing, stop the people who don't." - Jackie Chan Joel: "Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens." - David Bernes. >smiled Crow: If one more person smiles, I swear I'm gonna scream. Tom: At least it's not as excessive as 'Transitions'. >and then paced the outside rim of the practice area, her eyes taking >careful note of the floor. Crow: Maybe she hears the beating of Akane's hideous heart? Joel: Either that or Chris Elliot's still lurking under there. >After she went around it, Ranko went towards one side and then >motioned for him to stand opposite her. All: Just as long... as you stand... stand by me... stand by me... >"Come on Kaneda-kun. Let's have a small practice match." Kaneda >suddenly had a coughing fit Joel: Woah, if Kaneda's this bad now, imagine how sick Soun must be.... Tom: This flu spreads faster than the virus from Outbreak! >at the sight of a cute girl standing there in a very pretty dress acting >like it was normal for her to challenge a man. The way she stood >there, it was obvious that she wasn't actually trained in the Arts, at >least not properly, and that she would probably get hurt if they did >anything too strenuous. Tom: Reminds me of the Spice Girls. >"Ahh...I really shouldn't fight you when you're wearing such a nice dress. Joel: How about a bikini! A thong maybe? What about.... (Silently, Crow pushes a button on his chair. A moment later, a jumbo steel freezer falls from the ceiling to land on Joel, crushing him to a fine paste.) Tom: W... What have you done!?! (Crow smiles as he remarks.) Crow: Why... I chilled him. Heh heh heh heh heh.... Joel: Crow? CROW! Hey, stay with us, willya? (Crow suddenly wakes up from his daydream, startled.) Crow: Uh, yeah... sorry. >Besides, a man shouldn't fight a woman unless his life is in danger." Tom: But since I'm so great and you're just a woman, you can't possibly be a danger to me.... Joel: Hmmm... think Margaret Atwood helped out with this fic? >Ranko pouted, "Please? Just a short practice match? I promise I >won't hurt you." Tom: ...much. >Kaneda almost choked on his laughter. Ranko? Hurting him? She >wasn't even in a proper stance! Joel: And he would know. For he is Kaneda: Lord of the Stance. >"OK, one quick practice match. What style do you study?" >Ranko flushed, Joel: The Saotome school of Anything Goes Toilet Flushing? Tom: Oh god, how can I tell him I studied sex-craft and ever face him again? >"Um...any I guess. I sort of read all of it in books." Tom: Martial Arts Self-Help books? Crow: Funny I always missed that section of B. Dalton. Joel: My favorite was "The Tao of Jeet Kune Do" by Bruce Lee. Ever heard of him? >Kaneda was now having a very hard time holding in his laughter, >and forcibly cleared his face. Joel: Been there. Done that. Crow: That acne medication really did the trick. >"Right. Let's see what you can do. You may attack first." Tom: Geez, this guy could give Kunou and Mikado lessons on humility. Joel: Why thank you... DIE, MALE SCUM!!! DIE!!! >At that statement, Ranko grinned and came at him quickly, striking >out with a simple punch. As he dodged, he noted that although it >was quick, it was significantly under-powered. Tom: Yeah, that's what she needs! More power! Arf! Arf! Arf! >He frowned, however, noting that the style was similar to his own, >but with an unusual variation to it. If she picked up that from only >reading a book, then it was possible that she actually had the >potential to become a good martial artist. Crow: Potentially speaking, of course. >Frowning a bit, and concentrating more, he decided to try to push >her as close to her limits as possible, forgoing the immediate win he >had been thinking of. IF she had potential, then perhaps he could >use that to give her a little bit of a backbone. Tom: Then she can be the ill-tempered, violent bitch I've always wanted! >Besides, she did say she wanted to practice. He struck back with a >combination quarter speed punches which she managed to avoid. Joel: Well, of course they're easy to avoid if they're thrown at a quarter the speed! >He was struck by how Ranko's movements were both graceful and >unusual. Tom: A combination of O-bon Dance and the Funky Chicken! >Ranko was actually enjoying herself. This was the first time >since her father had died that she had actually practiced hand to hand >combat against someone else instead of just shadow practicing when >she thought no one was watching her. Joel: But only the Shadow knew all her moves.... >It was fun to have an opponent to try out what she had let herself >learn by reading books over the years. She tried a quick side kick >which missed, and then tried to punch him in the stomach. Crow: Hmm... Michelle Yeoh, she's not. >*She's great!* Kaneda thought to himself as he fought back, not >really putting his whole effort into it and guiding her into various >actions and reactions. Tom: For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. Crow: Case in point: Akane calls Ranma a pervert, Ranma responds with tomboy. Akane calls Ranma a Jerk, Ranma responds with uncute, Akane smashes Ranma over the head with her mallet.... Joel: ...Ranma bites the dust. >Her moves were all basic, stuff he learned when he was a child, but >with a few variations that didn't look a thing like martial arts. It >almost looked like she was dancing rather than fighting. Joel: Ranko Saotome: Proud Graduate of the Arthur Murray School of Martial Arts. Tom: Hold on a sec. Martial arts is an *art*, therefore experimentation and improvisation upon basic principles of movement would be considered part of the artistic expression. Crow: So? Tom: So, even if Ranko were doing the Electric Slide while sparring, it would still be martial arts! Joel: Hmm, I wonder what Slam Dancing Martial Arts would look like.... Crow: Ouch! >That's when she came in with a quick kick, which he leapt above. Tom: Cause he's above that sort of thing. Thank you! Joel: Poor Quick Kick should have brought the rest of the G.I. Joes for backup.... >Unfortunately, that wasn't the completion of the move since she >continued spinning and managed to kick him in his chest with her >other foot. While it didn't have any power to it, or at least not power >to him, the move was totally outside anything in the Art as far as he >knew. Tom: I believe that would be Su Bok Dow, actually. Korean Martial Arts utilizing the feet instead of hands. Joel: How the heck do *you* know that? You don't even *have* feet! Tom: I read it in a book! You know, those small, rectangular things people used to read before Pong was invented? Joel: Hey, if it broke through *my* defenses, it has to be good! >He was gratified for some reason, Joel: Finally! Gratification that doesn't have to be self-inflicted! >and let the battle continue for another twenty minutes before he >ended it by catching her arm and gently taking her to the floor. Joel: All right, Kaneda! Way to wear her down! Crow: Joel.... >As he lifted her up, he asked, "What was that kick that you used >earlier? The one with which you managed to hit me with?" >Ranko had the grace to blush. Crow: Teehee, curtsey, blush. Tom: Oh, you mean my medium level, sonic genocide, flashing thunder, hurricane smash, swirling storm, triple thrust, quadruple speed, baby kick? >"Um...Actually that wasn't martial arts...It was...Well...I sort of took >that from a combination of gymnastics and figure skating." Joel: : I learned it from my friend, Shiratori Kodachi! >Remembering what his father told him about variations earlier that >morning, he started to laugh openly until he noticed the disappointed >expression on Ranko's face. Crow: You disappoint me, Kaneda-san. Tom: Get used to disappointment. Crow: 'Kay.... >"Sorry. I wasn't laughing at you, but myself. The great and >wonderful Tendo Kaneda hit with a skating move!" Joel: Too bad she wasn't wearing her ice skates at the time. Crow: Heh. >Ranko started to giggle at that. "Well, before he died, father >was trying to teach me about the Art, and I remember quite a bit of it. Crow: Ten years ago her father tried to teach it to her, and she remembers it? She was six! >I really enjoy doing it, but mother doesn't like me doing it since it >isn't 'lady like.' Tom: Gymnastic Combat Figure Skating is unladylike? Joel: Well, she has to spread her legs to do it.... Crow: Joel.... Joel: 'Course, who doesn't? Crow: JOEL! Tom: Woo hoo! Two points! >I really wish I knew more, but I didn't want to disobey mother." Tom: In fact, I think I hear her now... What, mother? You want some hot tea? No? Oh, you want a rusty axe? OH... You want me to use a rusty axe... to kill the family?!? But, mother, I just met... oh, all right! I'll do it if you quit nagging me! >Kaneda's eyes narrowed a bit, "You really mean that, don't you?" >Ranko's eyes flamed a bit, but it didn't show in her voice. "Of >course I do." Tom: ThE MotHEr WoULd NoT APprOvE oF DiSOBEdiENcE.... >Kaneda shook his head at how very behaved and controlled Ranko >was, "I didn't mean anything by that. What I meant to say is that >since you are supposed to be...staying here, it would be better if you >learn the Art. Tom: It gets rough around here when that Kunou guy shows up, and then there's that wacky Chinese chick with the purple hair.... Joel: I may not know much about art... but I do know what I like! Crow: And what would that be, Joel? Joel: Uh... er... acting demure? >I'll start teaching you and if anyone says anything against it, I'll >tell them it is only proper that you learn. We'll do some more later." Tom: It's the right thing to do. >Ranko's eyes lit up at that, Joel: My eyes! AHHHHH!!!! >"Really?" At his nod, she leapt up slightly, a large smile on her face >and impulsively kissed his cheek. Tom: Which one? Crow: Tom.... Tom: I meant the left or right side, Crow! Crow: oh. Tom: ...of his butt. Crow: Hey! >While he remained in shock at that, she said, "Thank you >Kaneda-kun! I'm going to go inside now and change!" Tom: Literally or figuratively? This is Ranko we're talking about. Joel: Join me, won't you handsome? >Kaneda stayed like that for about a minute after she left before he put >his hand to his face and slowly sank to his knees, now completely >baffled at the young lady he was supposed to marry. All: What have I... What have I... What have I done to deserve this.... >*** Tom: Bravestar! Joel: Bravestar! Tom: Strength of the Bear! Joel: Speed of the Panther! Crow: Sarah Jane would REALLY come in handy about now.... >Ranko was skipping happily as she got inside the house. She was >finally going to be able to learn the Martial Arts, and from the boy >who was going to be her husband! When she had learned that >Tendo-san had daughters as well, she had been a little apprehensive >over a few things concerning her past, Joel: "How long?" she wondered to herself. "How much longer until Oscar finally tracked her down...." >but was quickly getting over her fear. So far Kaneda seemed nice. A >bit surly, but nice all the same. Tom: So she's completely in denial about Kaneda's ego? >While Ranko doubted that she could ever really fall in love with him sexually, Joel: D'OH!!! >she was convinced that it was now possible to fall in love with him in the future. Joel: Hopefully the not-too-distant future. >He was exactly the type of man that her girlfriends at school used to >giggle and gossip about as the perfect boyfriend. Crow: Nothing but sex and shopping! >A very handsome face, strong body, a firm, but soft touch, and very >nice personality. If Kaneda had been female, Ranko knew she would >have fallen in love instantly. Joel: Guess I'll have to go after Kasumi and Nabiki then. >True, he was a bit angry at first, probably because of something >between him and his father, but it didn't appear to be his normal >attitude. Joel: Wow, Ranko's really in touch with Kaneda's feelings. Crow: And it only took her a couple of hours tops. Fancy that. >Besides, he was willing to teach her in the one profession that >she really did want to learn, Joel: The world's oldest? Crow: That's it! I give up! > and was willing to protect her from the consequences of that training >as well! *Kaneda-kun, I don't know what the future will hold, but if I >have to marry a man, I'm sort of glad it's going to be you.* All: You're sort of everything I ever wanted.... >Ranko, of course, loved to read romance novels of love at first sight. Tom: AND?? Crow: That was pointless. >Still unused to the house, she went into the main room Joel: *Unused* to the house??? Tom: So she's *virginal* to the house? >where everyone else was having tea. Everyone turned to look at her >with her long hair slightly messy, the bow in it having seen better >times, her dress now with some dirt on it, and in a bit of disarray, and >a little bit more lively than the demure girl they had seen before. Crow: She's a scrapper, that one is. Joel: The studded leather collar would have tipped me off, too. >*Uh-oh...I'm in trouble...* Joel: I thought Kaneda was the one in trouble? Crow: This whole fanfic is in trouble. >Nodoka took one look at her daughter and got up, going to her >immediately, worried, and ready to fuss over her. "Ranko-chan! >What happened? Why is your dress like that?" Joel: I'm planning to audition for a Downy Soft commercial! >Ranko looked down to the ground, knowing her mother would be >furious with her once she found out the reason. "Ano...I had a >practice match with Kaneda, mother. It wasn't anything much, Joel: I just didn't see what was so exciting about producing fire from a little wooden stick.... Tom: I guess that means she's finally met her match? Crow: >and he wants to teach me the martial arts." Nodoka suddenly frowned. Crow: Good. We're sick to death of smiles. >"Young lady, what have I told you about practicing the martial arts? >Not only does it not suit a young lady, but it takes time away from >your studies. Unless it is _absolutely_ necessary, I do not want you >doing so." Tom: Unless, of course, another young lady gets in your face. >Ranko's eyes glinted, "Yes mother." Joel: God, I hate you.... >Nabiki was looking at this and raised an eyebrow. Joel: Check it out! It's the exploiter's eyebrow! >She was the only one who saw the emotion flit through the young >girl's eyes because of where she was sitting, Tom: Yep, that can happen when you sit on the radiator. >and realized that Ranko wanted, and _needed_ to do the martial arts, >much like she needed to work with business related items. Joel: I'd simply die without my pencil sharpener! >It seemed that this match between Ranko and her brother might be >better than any of them realized, Crow: The profit... THE SHEER PROFIT.... >if Nodoka would let her daughter live a more modern life. Tom: Yeah, her and Rocko. Crow: Wouldn't that mean she'd have to learn *Modern* Arts? Joel: Ewww.... >"Well, it may be necessary Aunt Saotome. This is a martial arts >family after all, All: Hello WORLD, there's some ASS we'll be kicking.... >and the reason for the marriage is to continue the school. If Kaneda >is going to be teaching the Art, he will need to concentrate on the >higher levels, and someone will have to teach the beginners classes. >Besides, Ranko would work with the children better than Kaneda ever >could." Crow: Arrrgh! I can't take these little brats anymore! HIRYU SHOTEN HA!!! >Ranko took a quick peek at Nabiki, her eyes flashing in thanks, as >the older girl winked back. Tom: What is this, Morse code? Crow: T-H-A-N-K-S... N-A-B-I-K-I.... Joel: I-F... Y-O-U-R... N-O-T... W-E-A-R-I-N-G... P-A-N-T-I-E-S... S-M-I-L-E.... Crow: J-O-E-L.... >Nodoka thought about this, especially since what Nabiki said was >true. The whole point of this marriage was to continue the Art, and >that meant that if the children were to be a success, her daughter >needed to study the Art. Tom: Because as everyone knows, studying martial arts is the only way for a mother to raise respectable kids these days.... >There was one thing that had stopped her before and the problem was >she was afraid; afraid her daughter would die like her husband had so >many years ago. Tom: *SHOW* not *TELL!* Cripes! Joel: Plot exposition, it has to go somewhere. Crow: Genma was tragically run over by a Okonomiyaki cart... and stabbed in each limb with a small spatula... and suffered third degree burns from the gunpowder in a flower bomb... Did I mention he was also cooked alive and served to eight people? Tom: Hey, I ordered pork! Not horse meat! >"I don't know..." Joel: Unleash the green slime! >Ranko spoke up slightly, "Mother. It would not be fair to >Kaneda-kun if I don't help him. He is the man I am betroth to, and >that means that his burdens must be mine." All: Lean on me... When you're not strong.... >Nodoka nodded. Her daughter spoke not only from honour, but from >the heart. Crow: And it will go on... and on... and on... and on.... Tom: Let's hope Kaneda dies in her arms tonight. Joel: Doesn't she need two hearts to believe in just one mind? >"Very well. But if you are to do any more practicing, you must only do >it in proper clothing. A dress is not something to fight in." Tom: Yeah, wear a school uniform like Sakura! Joel: Nah, a skimpy nightie would be way more practical. It's comfortable, plenty of flexibility.... Crow: This isn't Manos, Joel. >Kasumi smiled to herself as she assessed the girl. She would >definitely be good for Kaneda. Tom: Hmmm... nice body, well rounded breasts, firm butt... yes, this one will serve Kaneda well. >Her polite ways would negate some of her younger brother's brashness, >and she was more than willing to take up his burdens, no matter what >happened. "Ranko-chan, perhaps you should go take a bath and >change. I'm sure that you will want to get out of that sweaty dress." Joel: .... Crow: Go ahead Joel, I know you're dying to say it.... Joel: Actually... I've drawn a blank this time. Tom: I haven't. ...so I can see the perspiration slowly drip down your hot naked body.... Joel: Heh, thanks buddy. >Ranko looked at her dress and winced, Joel: Strong enough for a woman, my eye! Crow: Ewww.... >"Thank-you Kasumi-oneechan. I would appreciate it." >Nodoka smiled, "Go on Ranko. Soun and I still have to talk over a >few matters." As Ranko left, Nabiki excused herself as well. Her >little brothers attitude, and the way he was doing things, was >annoying, especially since it seemed he was doing everything he >could to discourage Ranko. Crow: Huh? I thought Kaneda *wanted* Ranko to learn how to fight? >Giving Kaneda a small bit of pay-back for that would be good, and >it just might let Ranko display the anger that she had in an amusing >manner. Joel: Throwing cream pies! Tom: Anger towards whom? Where is Nabiki getting all this from? >*** All: Three little stars from space are we.... >Ranko sighed happily as she was led to the washing area and given >a soft sponge, some soap, shampoo, and a rinsing bucket. Tom: Hitomi give Shampoo to martial-arts girl? Shampoo KILL! Joel: Ranko's going to wash Shampoo? I'd pay good money to see that! Crow: Imagine if he'd given her Mousse.... >She went in and took off her dress, hanging it on a hook by the >hamper, and taking out her hair ribbon. Going into the washing area, >she fluffed her long hair, smiling with pride in its luster. She filled the >rinse bucket with some cold water, splashed it over herself, and started >washing. Joel: Ranko start at top, work way down.... >It had always been fun for her to luxuriate in a bath. Tom: And even more fun to watch! Crow: It's not what you think, hentai-brain! Joel: Huh? Somebody call me? >Remembering something, she quickly checked to see if she had >remembered to put out the occupied sign, and then started to scrub >her skin clean. Soon, she rinsed herself off and entered the tub. Crow: Gee, this is exciting. Joel: It is for me, so shut up! >*** Tom: Second star to the right... and straight on till morning.... >Nabiki smirked to herself as she saw Ranko check the sign and go >back in. Quietly going to the door, she removed the sign and then >went out to the Dojo, where her brother was still sitting. Joel: Okay bro, I got her naked and alone in the bathroom for you. That'll be 5000 yen. >While he had somewhat gotten over the kiss, no longer rubbing his >face, he had remained there to meditate a bit. Tom: Hmmm... If a tree falls in the forest and nobody's around to hear it... where were they? Crow: Why does bottled water have an expiry date? Joel: If Pamela Anderson breastfeeds her baby, does that mean the milk comes in plastic bags? >Seeing this, Nabiki smiled to herself. "Bath's ready, little brother. >Make sure you've washed up and aren't smelly eh?" Tom: Ah, take off, you hoser! >Kaneda stared daggers at his sister and then growled out sarcastically. >"Thanks! I'll remember to do that." Joel: Geez, even Pantyhose Taro had better comebacks than this guy. >*** Tom: Shouldn't those stars be in a circus? >Ranko lowered herself into the tub, happy and glad for this first day. Joel: I thought she'd already entered the tub? >It hadn't been so bad, and although there had been an unexpected >discovery that Kaneda was Uncle Tendo's only son, she decided her >mother was correct. Besides, Kaneda was kind of fun to be around. >If they got to know each other, then when she told him her secret, all >would be well. All: Like hell. >*** Tom: What? You think I have a star/snowflake joke for *every* scene change?!? >Kaneda was unnerved and changed out of his clothes, not even >noticing the dress that was hung up. Since he usually didn't pay >attention to these things, he also didn't notice the change of clothes >sitting there. Shaking his head, he opened the door and went in... Crow: I guess he's never accidentally walked in on Kasumi or Nabiki before.... Joel: Trust me, when you share a bathroom with two girls, you learn to knock before entering, warning sign or no warning sign.... Tom: Speaking from experience, Joel? Joel: Nah, I've seen most of the "Three's Company" episodes. >*** Tom: No! Forget it! I'm out of jokes! Move it along! >The door to the bath opened suddenly, and Ranko looked up. To his >surprise, Kaneda was standing there, staring at him, and about ready >to shout. It wouldn't be good if he did, so Ranko hurriedly held up a >hand to ask for quiet. Joel: Mr. Speaker, Ranko has the floor.... >For Kaneda's part, he was actually very surprised to see a man >with long hair already in the bath, a person who looked familiar. Tom: Mousse? Crow: Malachite? Joel: Howard Stern? >He was about to ask who this person was when the person held up a >hand for silence. *Might as well play along. After all, there's not a >person who can defeat me.* Crow: Am I the only one experiencing deja vu here? Tom: Perspective changes are one thing, but this is getting annoying! >Ranko looked down and then up, Joel: Now look at Mr. Frying Pan! *CLANG* Uh oh! Ranko fall down, go boom.... >a little scared. "Ah...Well...You might as well know. I...I'm Ranko, >although when I was born I was named Ranma." Joel: Yeah, right! And my name's Akane! >Getting out of the bath quickly, he got the rinse bucket he had >left beside the tub and poured it over himself, saying, "I can explain >this, if you give me a chance." Tom: Can he explain how he used the rinse bucket without having to fill it back up again? Crow: Nitpick, nitpick, nitpick.... >Kaneda just fell to his knees as he saw a person who was definitely >_male_ get out of the water saying that he was Ranko. Joel: Now, there's an image I'd could do without.... Crow: Oh sure, when it's naked girls, you love it, but when it's naked guys, you can't take it, eh? Joel: Duh! That's what I just said! >When he poured the water over his head and became at least a head >shorter, rounder, Joel: ...firmer, softer, bigger.... Crow: What? Her head? >and _very_ female, his mind went on overload. Kanada did the >logical thing having faced one too many shocks already, Tom: He snapped and went on a killing spree? Joel: I wish. >he fainted. Tom: Wuss! >Ranko's fear immediately became concern and she rushed over to >him, placing his head on her lap and gently running a hand across >his forehead. Joel: Somehow, I don't think that'll have the same effect now that Kaneda knows Ranko is a guy.... >"Kaneda-kun. Kaneda-kun! Please wake up!" Crow: Wake up so this fanfic will end! >*** Crow: Come on, Tom. One more for the road? Tom: Oh, all right! *ahem* O Holy Night, the stars are brightly shiiiiiining! Crow: Nicely done... even though Christmas is long over. >Hitomi >Ichinohei Hitomi Tom: Of her Majesty's Secret Service. Crow: If you have any information leading to the whereabouts of this author.... Joel: ...don't tell anybody or Dr. Frank will send us more of her fanfics! >Hitomi@terminal.autobahn.mb.ca Tom: It's over? Aw, dammit! They snubbed Dr. Tofu again! Joel: I guess he's still working for the MIB. Crow: Yeah, and... huh? >http://204.112.189.3/~hitomi >"The beginings of wisdom is the ability to always ask questions." Tom: Okay. How do you spell "beginnings?" Crow: I've got a few questions. For starters: Why was there so much redundancy in this fanfic? Joel: Yeah, why did it tell us things over and over without showing them? Crow: Why did the dialogue sound so unnatural? Tom: Why was Ranko's secret made into such a big deal when the readers most likely knew what it was from the start? Joel: Why did Nabiki think sending her brother into the bath with Ranko would help her out when it was obvious Ranko was not subject to losing her temper like a certain tomboy? Crow: Frankly guys, this fanfic wasn't all that good. Joel: Yeah, I actually enjoyed it. Crow: Oh please! You only enjoyed it because of all the opportunities for sexual jokes. Joel: Hey, you interpret the story your way, I'll interpret it mine. Tom: Guys, can we finish this argument outside? Crow: Oh yeah! Now we can check out Dr. Frank's holowhatever.... Joel: Five will get you ten that it'll suck. Crow: You're on! Tom: It can't be any worse than being stuck in here.... * * * THE HOLOCABARET "I LOVE YOU, DR. FRANK!!!" Joel's voice was filled with joy and happiness, something he hadn't truly felt since he was first sent into space, as the Dominion Puma Twins rubbed suntan oil all over him. They were both dressed in matching bikinis and while Dr. Frank's program wouldn't allow him to do anything *inappropriate* with them, a *theraputic* massage was completely permissible and he was loving every minute of it. The holographic beach seemed to stretch on for miles, the sun was out in full force but the safety protocols prevented Joel from burning to a crisp. Then Joel heard the sound of hoverjets coming closer and he looked up to see Tom with Cutey Honey on one arm and Kekko Kamen on the other. They were both wearing thongs to comply with Dr. Frank's standards but they still looked incredibly sexy. Meanwhile, Crow sat in a lounge chair by the beach, watching Joel and Tom laughing and talking with their dates. He had to admit he never would have expected Dr. Frank to give them something like this. He was tempted to join them, but he was enjoying the soothing sound of the ocean too much to leave.... * * * CLOUD 9 "I hope I haven't made a mistake...." Dr. Frank hadn't meant to pose the question aloud but when he did, Forrester turned to stare at him curiously. "Why would you think that? They haven't created anything evil yet...." "I know. That's what's worrying me. I expected them to use the device to release their frustrations and anger. Instead they're using it for a free holiday...." "Give them time, Dr. F. I'm sure they'll eventually think of something evil to use it for." Forrester assured him. Dr. Frank gave a small smile. "Perhaps you're right. Perhaps I'm just a little impatient for results. Either way, I'm sure they'll *NEVER* try to take control of the satellite again and wreck havoc...." "Amen to that, Dr. F. Shall I throw the switch?" "Please do." Dr. Frank replied. "As you wish." Forrester bowed toward him before walking over to the console and flipping a tiny silver lever. THE REAL END.... (Feel free to hum the closing theme as you read my author's notes.) Thus ends the second MSTing of the Satellite of Hate. I considered letting the SOL have a cameo but I thought I'd let the SOH have all the spotlight this time around. Next time, it may be different though.... I'd like to give very special thanks to Gary Kleppe and Robin "Lunari" Seabaugh who were all very helpful in giving me C&C and ideas for this MSTing. I couldn't have finished this MSTing without their help and I can't thank them enough. :) I'd also like to thank Timothy McLees, Luna and Artemis, Chris Bergstrom, Jay Dee Archer (Jupiter Knight), Michael K. Neylon and Sakura for being nice enough to post my MSTings on their webpages. Another person I would like to give very special thanks to is Shizen, who was nice enough to dedicate a webpage for my MSTings. Shizen has his own IRC and Beseen.com chatrooms, along with several other features including a growing collection of Ranma 1/2 and Sailor Moon fanfics. My other fanfics as well as Robin "Lunari" Seabaugh's can be found in these collections and new submissions are very welcome. Check it out in the links section below. :) Also, I'm very proud to announce that my MSTings won the following categories for the 1st Annual Silly Mally Awards and I'm very grateful to everyone who voted for them. If you're interested in the complete results, visit Tenchi's Vault of Anime MSTings. *BEST ANIME (Non-Sailor Moon) MSTING* "War" MSTed by Megane 6.7 (Runner up:"Ranma vs the Joker" MSTed by Kevin Pezzano) *BEST SAILOR MOON MSTING* (TIE) "Dimisional Trouble", MSTed by Tim McLees "Sailor Jupiter vs Godzilla", MSTed by Megane 6.7 *BEST NON-ANIME MSTING* "Moondusted", MSTed by Tim McLees, Megane 6.7 & Mark Sachs (Runner Up: "A Final Fantasy 7 Thanksgiving", MSTed by Jamie Jeans *BEST MSTING OF A LEMON* "Artemis' Lover" MSTed by Megane 6.7 (Runner-Up:Virgin Warrior Sailor Moon, MSTed by Megane 6.7) *BRAVEST AUTHOR* Megane 6.7, the 1st TVAM MSTer, discovered Oscar. (Runner-Up:Don Euclid, for his work with the Sasami lemons) *BEST HOST SEGMENTS IN A MSTING* Megane 6.7 (Runner-Up:Tim McLees) *BEST RIFFS IN A MSTING* Megane 6.7 (Runner-up:Seth Triggs) Thank you very much. :) Finally I'd like to thank Hitomi for writing "Ranko's Life" and giving me a lot of material to work with. I hope you're not too offended. It's all meant in good fun. If you are, feel free to MST my own works, I won't mind a bit. C&C, as always, is appreciated. (fcasper@yesic.com) Feel free to send in any anime fanfics that you would like to see MSTed and I'll take a look at it. Also, if you're interested in seeing any previous episodes of this series, I'll be happy to e-mail them to you. ;) Sincerely, Megane 6.7 P.S. I've recently completed a Ranma 1/2 fanfic that centers on Akane's life before Ranma came into the picture. It is an insightful look into Akane's character and the individual problems she faced back then. It's called "A Day in the Past" and it should be available on RAAC now. I sincerely hope you'll give it a look and C&C is very welcome. :) Shizen's Versatile Home Page V3.0 (My MSTing and Fanfic Pages can be found here.) http://svhp.webjump.com/ (Alternate site: http://www.tass.org/fanfic/MST3k/) Shinji's Vault of Anime MSTings http://lefty.simplenet.com/svam/ SEASON ONE ------------------ 101- "GAMES" by Artemis (SM Lemon) 102- "ARTEMIS'S LOVER" (Original Draft) by Oscar (SM Lemon) 103- "SAILOR JUPITER VS. GODZILLA" by The Flashman (SM/GODZILLA CROSSOVER) 104- "JUDGE BRAINITITE" by Dr. Thinker (SM Fanfic) w/short "RANMA 1/2: ACCUSED PT. 1" by Karmin (R1/2 Fanfic) 105- "THE WAR" by M. Llave (R1/2 Fanfic) 106- "TRANSITIONS" by Richard Lawson (Nuku Nuku Fanfic) 107- "HELLRAISERS" (Original Draft) by Aaron Eaton (La Blue Girl/Overfiend/Original Crossover) 108- "MEN OF BOKKEN" by M. Llave (R1/2 Fanfic) 109- "BISHOUJO SENSHI ROYAL RUMBLE" by Ken Hoinsky (SM/WWF Crossover) w/short "THE DINNER PARTY" by Chris Curzon (SM/RL Crossover) 110- "XMAS SPECIAL: SAILOR MOON MEETS FATHER CHRISTMAS" by Dr. Thinker (SM Christmas Fanfic) SEASON TWO ------------------- 201- "THAT GIRL" PT. 1-2 by Oscar (SM Lemon) 202- "VIRGIN WARRIOR SAILOR MOON" by Umino (SM Lemon) 203- "*R*P*M*" by Flynn (SM Fanfic) 204- "RANKO'S LIFE" PT. 1-2 by Hitomi Ichinohei (R1/2 Fanfic) 205- "TRAPPED" by Mr_Jazz (SM Lemon) 206- "OSCAR TOON" PT. 1-4 by Oscar (SM/DBZ/WB Crossover) 207- "CALIFORNIA DREAMING" by Shakari (Mutiple Crossovers) 208- "A RANMA 1/2 FANFIC" PT. 1-2 by Sheep (R1/2 Fanfic) 209- "TRIANGLE TANGLE" by CATS (SM Lemon) 210- "THE KIDNAPPING" PT. 1-2 by SMendou (UY Lemon) SEASON THREE ---------------------- 301- "A WET DREAM COME TRUE" by Mike Rhea (R1/2 Lemon) 302- "TORTURED ECHO" PT. 1-4 by Trakal (R1/2 Fanfic) 303- "RANMA KILLS!" PT. 1-2 by Sir Asayogure (R1/2 Fanfic) 304- "OKONOMIYAKI SUMMER" by Mike Rhea (R1/2 Fanfic) w/short "UNDER THE MISTLETOE" by Mike Rhea (R1/2 Fanfic) 305- "XMAS SPECIAL: A CHRISTMAS FIT FOR A POKEMON" by Dr. Thinker (Pokemon Christmas Fanfic) 306- "9-BALL DREAMS" PT. 1-2 by Mr_Jazz (SM Crossover Lemon) 307- "WINTER" by Joseph Palmer (R1/2 Fanfic) 308- "UKYO GETS WHAT SHE DESERVES" PT. 1-2 by RVincent (R1/2 Lemon) SHORTY! ------------- 101- SUBLIMINALLY SEDUCE WOMEN INSTANTLY! 102- THE UGLIEST WOMEN ON THE NET! 103- PHEROMONES! 104- THE INTERNET SPY AND YOU!! OTHER MSTINGS I'VE CONTRIBUTED TO --------------------------------------------------------- "DIMISIONAL TROUBLE" by Dr. Thinker (SM Fanfic) "MOONDUSTED" by Stephen Ratliff (SM/TNG Crossover) Shinji's Vault of Anime MSTings http://lefty.simplenet.com/svam/ "THE COUNTESS CHRONICLES" by Lin Lin (SM Dark Lemon) "9 1/2 CHIPMUNKS" by Toon Dreams (Rescue Rangers Yaoi Lemon) Lefty's MSTings http://lefty.simplenet.com/MSTings/index.htm 'MYSTERY WRESTLING THEATER 3000', POST 105: DOUBLE TROUBLE!' (Two interviews with the Ultimate Warrior and '3:16 Rulzs!' by Oracle) Website Number 9 MSTings http://pinky.wtower.com/mst3k/mistings.shtml "THE DAY OF EMERGANCE" by Jeffrey Lee (Ranma 1/2/Eddings/SM Crossover) Gary Kleppe's Comics and Manga Page http://www.execpc.com/~kleppe/comics.html OTHER GREAT WEBPAGES WORTH VISITING Zoogz's Fanfiction and Fandom Page http://www.nav.to/Zoogz The Homepage of Jeffrey "Oneshot" Wong http://www.anime.sobhrach.com\~jeffwong\index.html 'Suicide Blast' by: Keener http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Temple/3342/Suicide.html Additional links for Keener's stuff -- http://tmffa.com/ -- http://www.redrival.com/myrriden/index.html Flashman's Flash Point http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Dojo/3105/ JOLT!!! http://users.uniserve.com/~xwing/ Website Number 9 MSTings http://neylonpc.engin.umich.edu/mst3k/mistings.shtml Lord Carnage's Cursed Fanboys Page! http://carnage.fanfic.org A Sailor Moon Romance http://moonromance.simplenet.com/ Zen's Fanfiction Page http://www.mindspring.com/~databank/fanfics.html Webdragon's Lair http://members.tripod.com/~WebDragon/ Sean Gaffney's Webpage http://www.thekeep.org/~sean/index.html ">Kaneda had shown Ranko around the entire house, and he was quickly >getting sick and tired of her quiet, demure, and absolutely dedicated >attitude towards him." 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