Cosa sopportate di meno in una fanfiction?
Io non sopporto quando Ranma è presentato come solo una povera vittima del caos che succede nella serie. Anche lui ne fa parte, per esempio la sua vanità per il suo lato femmile lo porta a competere con altre donne, quando finge di riunciare alla cura e chiede Akane di fare tutto per lui per perdonarla nell'episodio del distruttore di Dojo, quando si finge fidanzata e poi sorella di Ryoga, o prende in giro Ryoga per il suo imbarazzo quando vede Akane.
Nè trovo credibile che Ranma voglia così tanto una vita tranquilla che, paradossalmente, in certi crossover americani dove finisce in mondi con guerre o vera malvagità li preferisce alle divertenti scaramucce di Nerima.
Come potrebbe piacere un Ranma "normale", che non sarebbe veramente Ranma? Paradossi di fan fanatici suppongo.
"Ok! Everyone, line up!" Ukyou brandished her clipboard in front of her like a Roman gladiator shield.
The Furinkan hoard stopped abruptly, and used their combined two brain cells to look confused.
"I said line up maggots! If you want to date me,your going to have to..." Sunlight glinted off Ukyou's clipboard as she held it high above her head. "FILL OUT MY SURVEY."
The idiot hoard blinked again. One of the basketball players borrowed the other brain cell and used it to speak. "Uh, why? Can't we just go out and have a nice time?"
"Feh, nice time! I'm a working woman with goals and dreams! I can't waste my time on men who are only looking for a "nice time"! What do you take me for? A ramen-selling hussy? No! A woman needs stability in her life! She needs someone who will still be there at the end of the day! She needs someone who is serious!"
Three men wandered out of the group.
"High school isn't that much longer! I need someone whose in it for the long haul! I need someone who would be willing to run the restaurant with me. I need an engagement ring and a really big wedding!"
A dozen men walked off briskly from the group.
"I need a father of my future children!"
Half of the men ran for their lives. The rest of the men blinked in fear, but nevertheless seemed rooted to the spot.
Ukyou laughed nervously and started to hand out the surveys. "Heh, got a little carried away there."
(Lost Days Lamenting Lost Days. cap.14.)