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          I'M NOT A GIRL!!

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                #Ranma
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"H-Hello?! Artoria? Iss' me, Ranko!" She beamed, stomping her foot on the wooden floor in excitement.
November 23, 2025 at 2:00 AM
She lifted the receiver to her ear and waited, twirling the cord around her finger.

The line rang once.

Twice.

Three times.

Just as she was about to give up, the ringing ceased, and a connection clicked open. She gasped.

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November 23, 2025 at 2:00 AM
Making that decision, she stood up from the kotatsu and walked to the landline phone.

The satisfying whirr clicks of the spinning rotary dial filled the empty Tendo Dojo as she carefully input Artoria's number.

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November 23, 2025 at 2:00 AM
Her eyes stuck on Artoria's number. The knightwoman had done many good things for Ranma.

Teaching her how to cook, touring her through the castle, and so much more.

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November 23, 2025 at 2:00 AM
But now, she was alone at the dojo, waiting for her dear boyfriend to arrive.

Flipping through the phonebook, she was searching for friends and foes to call to while away her free time.

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November 23, 2025 at 2:00 AM
@seiba.bsky.social

Ranma was always a sleepyhead.

Her laziness knew no limits, and yet... when Mousse was around, she always cooked for him after his shift at the Nekohanten ended.

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November 23, 2025 at 2:00 AM
"Hot choccy!!!"
November 23, 2025 at 1:47 AM
November 23, 2025 at 1:45 AM
But at her core, she was a gentle, caring woman with a great fondness for clubbing and drinking.

She would be the perfect guide to help Corypantha settle into the nightlife before taking off the leash and letting her go ham in the nightclubs to find a special someone.
November 10, 2025 at 3:03 PM
Ranma was talking about Roppongi Akemi, a businesswoman who had the entirety of Shinjuku and Kabukicho under her control.

"Businesswoman" was an understatement, she was a Yakuza member, diplomat, agent, messenger, and she did assassination work just for the hell of it.

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November 10, 2025 at 3:03 PM
"...maybe ya could find someone there~" She giggled, already picturing Corypantha getting it on with a target.

Sharing a drink with two straws, of course.

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November 10, 2025 at 3:03 PM
Ranma's face lit up with a brilliant idea as Corypantha acknowledged her praise.

"Oi! I should introduce ya to someone! She knows everythin' about clubs, and maybeee..."

She leaned closer, her swiveling chair creaking, and her voice dropping to a whisper.

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November 10, 2025 at 3:03 PM
November 8, 2025 at 7:12 PM
"A joke?" Ranma tilted her head in confusion.

"Why woulda need a joke for Halloween?"
October 31, 2025 at 11:01 PM
Ranma blinked, the far away gaze in her eyes clearing as she returned to the present, and the small reindeer waiting patiently across her.

"Sure. I can train ya'! What would ya like to learn?" She chirped, planting her elbows on the table, and resting her chin in her hands, her whole face alight.
October 31, 2025 at 10:48 PM
@mysticalphysician.bsky.social They weren't the constant torment they once where.

Thanks to Stephen Strange, she had a temporary solution: pills that locked her in her true form for six blissful hours at a time.

No accidental splashes, no dreaded shift back.

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October 31, 2025 at 10:48 PM
@tatewakikuno.bsky.social Then there was Kuno.

Days ago, Nabiki presented her with ridiculous photomontages of Kuno's head on a wrestler's body... and on P-Chan's.

Not that Kuno needed fighting, he suffered enough by his own delusions, forever chasing a version of her he could never have.

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October 31, 2025 at 10:48 PM
@carmineunion.bsky.social Fights.

Her mind flashed to Yingzi, that formidable martial artist who had cratered the backyard.

Ranma's cheeks warmed at the memory of being so effortlessly picked up, and getting beamed at with a warm smile.

After that, they went to Nekohanten.

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October 31, 2025 at 10:48 PM
"Hmm..." Ranma savored Chopper's statement for a moment, her gaze growing distant.

"Curses and fights, huh..." She took a slow slurp from her cup before setting it down with a clink.

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October 31, 2025 at 10:48 PM
"I betcha could get a partner if ya just put th' time in."

Her confidence in her newfound friend was absolute, her sparkling gaze leaving no room for argument.
October 31, 2025 at 10:08 PM
"Sure, there are people who wouldn't be a fan of ya." She conceded. "But there are also people who'd be head over heels fer ya. Yer a kind soul, Cory."

She turned her head towards Corypantha again, her bright smile lighting up the entire salon.

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October 31, 2025 at 10:08 PM
"Wow. Yer bein' a real asshole to yerself." Ranma stated bluntly, staring up at the bright ceiling.

Meanwhile, the workers applied foam separators to her fingers and toes, clipping them on with a gentle squeeze.

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October 31, 2025 at 10:08 PM
Ranma's mouth hung open. She had never heard such a ridiculous statement.

Letting a curse get in the way of a relationship?

Ranma was the walking, talking example of dating with a curse.

So why wouldn't Corypantha get a partner?

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October 31, 2025 at 10:08 PM
She took a deep breath.

"Yo. Trick or treat." She exclaimed, her expression direct.
October 30, 2025 at 3:17 PM
Black fishnets, and black boots.

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October 30, 2025 at 3:17 PM