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[OPEN] You're hot then you're cold

Who: Ranma + You!!!
Status: Open
Where: All Around
What: MANTA Quests + OPEN LOG
Warnings: N/A, will add accordingly later

💧 Spirited Away [4 pts.]💧

[Ranma still remembered testing the wizard's polymorphing spell willy-nilly on all sorts of objects months ago. Some of which hadn't worn off, or had been taken in. It was mostly a time killer at the moment, since it didn't look like it'd hold the cure for his curse. Both because it only turned things to animals, and that it was only strong enough to affect inanimate objects.

... He is nothing if not desperate, however. Hearing that the same wizard had perfected his spell, Ranma needed to check it out for himself. If he could figure out how to turn people to animals, maybe Ranma could play along with trying it out and later convince him into trying to make one that turns people human. So here he was, standing at the edge of the pool mixed in with the wizard's magic. It reminded Ranma too much of Jusenkyo for his liking...

That might be why he's hesitant on taking a dip. Who knows what he could come out looking like this time. To make simple conversation, he turned his attention over to the person beside him.]

Yo, you plannin' on hopping in?

💧 The Sea Wolf's Den 💧 [4 pts.]

[Fighting rings draws in Ranma like light to a moth. He's gotten a couple of brawls here and there, but an actual competition? Now that's a good way to get his blood pumping. Seeing the flyer calling for new combatants, Ranma knew he just had to go! No one could stop him from going, and even if they tried, he wasn't taking no for an answer. Luckily, none of the folks running the joint in Naughtilist had issue with the teen competing. It just mean more revenue for him.

In the time waiting for his turn, Ranma could be found spectating the other combatants. Both for his own fun, and to get a good read on their fighting styles in the event he has to face them. Over the munching of buttery popcorn and the slurping of soda, one might see Ranma staring at the ring below with unparalleled zeal. And hear him muttering his occasional observations out loud under his breath, taking this with utmost seriousness.

When his name is announced to the ring, he set the bag of popcorn and soda pop down. Show time. Ranma didn't bother walking all the way to the tunnels just to make it to his side. He stood up from his seat and jumped high into the air and into the ring. With all the grace of an acrobat, Ranma flipped and twirled in the air as he descended. Showoff.

Dust and dirt kicked up when his feet skidded to a halt, Ranma standing straight up to stare at his opponent. He nodded in acknowledgement, smiled and got into a stance.]

Make this a good fight, alright?

[He and the gallery don't want to be bored now.]

🧀 246 Kinds of Cheese 🧀 [4 pts.]

[Holy mozzarella, where did they even FIND this much cheese...?

... Better not to sweat the details. How they got it or who they stole it from didn't matter. What matters is that they need someone to get rid of it. They hired the right guy for the job. Ranma's been in plenty of eating competitions for less grand prizes, like to get out of marrying a pompous dickbag or noodle that makes one immune from overeating. That, couple with his status of a martial artist meaning he burns calories fast ~~and being a shounen protagonist~~ means he can put down a lot of cheese all by himself.

Standing before the concession table overflowing with all sorts of cheese, Ranma picked up a wedge in his hand before turning to the other.]

Dairy you to an eating contest?

[Cheese louise Ranma...]

💧 Get Shirty 💧 [4 pts.]

[Part of his life had been spent using and crafting disguises, some even miming others. The Nogard man couldn't have picked a better person for the task outside of a literal shapeshifter. Ranma'd scope the area with the man until they found someone to swap fits with.

Those who decided to partner with Ranma will be given his red silked Tang suit, a white sweatshirt underneath, silk pants and slip-on flats. Bonus points if they have long enough hair to style like his Pretty snug and comfy, assuming they fit on the other well or at all.]

💧 The World is your Oyster 💧 [12 pts.]

[Research and exploration is fine and dandy, but muscle work? That's more up Ranma's alley. While others may be hard at work deciphering and sleuthing around to uncover the mysteries of the old world and the pearl, Ranma's here keeping it guard. He's watching it like a hawk, making sure not even a speck of dust gets ahold of it. If anyone else is here working alongside him, he'll gaze over at his partner with... a rather bored expression.]

Man... Almost wish I chose deep sea diving over this. It's so boring sitting around with nothing but a fancy rock...

[Which yes, is a good thing, because no one's tried disturbing it yet. But by gods, it's not good for someone as sprightly as Ranma.

Alternatively, if anyone feels like arrogating the pearl, Ranma's keeping a keen eye on would-be thieves.]

💧 Wild Card/Extra! 💧

(OOC: Have a different idea than what's listed, be it another quest or something else you wish to/we had planned out? Lay them on me, I'm all ears! I'm open to other quests I couldn't write openers for. I'd definitely be up for any other quests, such as the Great Escape or any of the other Special Investigation prompts. Feel free to message this account or on Discord (wahoothis) for anything you wish to plan out!)

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...Don't ruin this for me.

[Kaveh has a small plate. With several different kinds of cheese already. And an incredibly flat look at Ranma.]

Relax, I won't put a wedge between you and your cheese.

[He is bad at this.

Comparably to Kaveh's plate, Ranma's holding a large tray with one hand with piles upon piles of different types of cheese.]

So that's a no on a little competition?

Competition?

[A piece of cheese has already vanished into Kaveh's mouth. And he's...taking notes?]

[Remember that plate of cheese Ranma was holding, Kaveh? All of that cheese had completely vanished. Remnants only include the crumbs left around Ranma's mouth.]

Thirty-six points for me!

...Did you even taste any of those? How are you going to enjoy the flavor that way?

[Slowly and VERY DELIBERATELY taking a soft cheese and putting it on a cracker to eat. And savor. >:|]

They brought us here to get rid of them, didn't they? What's the harm in following orders?

[Stacking a new pile on his plate. But if Kaveh's going to huff and puff over it, he'll shoot him a stink eye as he flicked a small piece of cheese in the air and catch it in his mouth, meticulously chewing.]

[he is rewarded for his slowness by the depth and sharpness of flavor, a rich and rewarding experience! Holy shit, this is the GOOD shit.

Kaveh is also very much enjoying his cheese.]

Does following orders means not enjoying the experience?

[Pausing, seemingly considering Kaveh's words... Or he's simply enjoying the mouthwatering flavor of this cheese. Wherever they appropriate this, they gotta tell him. All the things he could make with this...]

Fair 'nough. Guess I'm just used to needing to eat fast and in the moment before it's all gone. Surprising though. This-- [Taking another small bite of the cheese, smiling as the palate melted on his taste bud's.] --has to be the best cheese I've had ever!

Edited (Hit enter too early oof.) 2024-06-21 21:34 (UTC)

Katsuki was just coming to see how the spell was coming along. He wasn't trying to be a human guinea pig thanks. But he'd spent a lot of time helping test it so he figured he might as well see how it turned out.

Finding himself standing next to Ranma though...

He can't help himself. The other teen grates on his nerves every time they meet. So his reply is to give him a push towards the pool, intending to push him in.

It always feels like he's only good at dodging when it comes to combat. Anything outside of that such as bad luck, angry women, or in this case, a childish prank? He's useless against those for whatever reason. ~~Aka being the punching bag in your gag-centered story.~~

Ranma could barely let out a "HEY!" before disappearing into the pool below...

...

...

Seconds pass, and he still hadn't resurfaced... But Katsuki may feel the earth beneath his feet starting to rumble, and the pool began to bubble...

Might wanna move Kats.

Katsuki snickers as Ranma falls into the water. He just expects him to come back up as a girl honestly. Just an amusing prank. But instead, the ground starts to shake a little, the pool starts to bubble and...

Something is coming back up? But it doesn't look... human shaped.

Uh...

Definitely wasn't human shaped, as its head poked out of the water.

I'm sorry, did I say 'poke'?

What I mean to say completely forced its head out of the pool it barely fit in. It bore a crocodile-esque head with red scales, long flowing whiskers, and a dark mane adorned on its scalp that looked all too like a certain martial artist's bushy hair with long flowing strands as long as its body itself.

Its blue reptilian eyes dart around, first out of animalistic confusion and fear... before they set on the puny prey that comparably was near its snout. Primal fear turned to burning wrath as its body began to grow out of the water. And grow. And grow. Coiling and snaking its way up, Katsuki's not looking at a shorter redheaded girl.

He's staring up at a dragon. Not the medieval kind with wings that defend keeps and kidnap princesses for knights to slay. The ones that look like danger noodles. The dragon formerly known as Ranma reared its head back, opened its maw, and...

BOOM!!!

... fired a massive golden beam from its mouth as it bellowed out an ear-piercing roar. The beam continued off into the distance, erupting into a massive explosion as it collided into the side of a mountain.

Katsuki, you might've dun fucked up.

There are many things Katsuki might have expected. Dragon was not one of them. He freezes for a second in surprise. But the blast going off into the distance shakes him out of it.

Nope. Can't have that. He doesn't know if Ranma is still... Ranma in there. If not this might be a bigger problem...

"Oy! Watch it! You could hurt someone!"

Big, bad, dragon-y news Katsuki. The wizard behind this polymorphing pool may have perfected his magic to turn people into more than simple sheep. There's just an itsy-bitsy detail he neglected to mention. Entering the pool doesn't only morph a person physically.

Any sapient thought, anything that once made Ranma human, might as well have not existed in the first place. Not even the cursed springs of Jusenkyo had been malicious enough to eschew a person of their mind except under specific circumstances.

All Katsuki was barking at was a feral beast driven by pure, animalistic instinct. Ranma, if you could call it by that name anymore, glared down at the ashy blonde speck before it. It took to the sky, body coiling around itself before it opened its mouth, preparing to fire off another atomic ki breath.

Okay.

So he created a problem.

He can tell as the dragon flies up and goes to blast again that Ranma might not be all there. For as annoying as the guy was, Katsuki doesn't think he'd risk hurting people. He may be fresh from healing but that doesn't stop him launching himself skyward after the dragon. Loud and flashy and hoping he can get it's attention.

"Oy! Blast breath!!"

He doesn't know if he can fight a dragon, but he's going to try. And if he can't maybe he can at least distract him until he turns back?

With how fast the dragon cracked its head up to follow Katsuki, one'd be forgiven for thinking Ranma was still in there getting offended. Yet, one thing remained the same. It recognized when another species was challenging it. Trying to step onto its territory.

It needs to put the little spark back in its place. Ranma flew upwards, coiled in a circle, and flew down to try and slam Katsuki with its head as it traveled its path.

Odds he can fight a dragon? Slim. But out-maneuvering it? That he can do. He's quick enough to get out of Ranma's way with careful and precise use of his explosions, launching himself over the dragon's head as it comes at him.

Another couple blasts have him spinning around to try to aim an attack on the back of the beast. "That's right! Focus on me, lizard breath!"

Silver lining in all this is with how much mass is making up Ranma's new form, his usual speed had been severely diminished. So Katsuki's in the advantage, blasting circles around it! So annoying, so irritating, so strangely déjà vu inducing!

Where it lacked in speed, it made up for in power and size. As it hears Katsuki's barking and feels the heat of the explosions on its scales, the dragon jerked and turned its head back and opened its jaw, firing off that golden ki breath as it did before.

Katsuki lands himself on the back of the dragon and starts running down it, narrowly evading getting blasted. Very close call there. He needs to be a little quicker than that. But that's fine. Sweating a little will far from hurt. Adrenaline pumping as he aims blasts along the spine.

"Gotta be faster than that, you ugly bastard!!"

"GRRRRRRRRRROWWWWW..."

Katsuki wants fast, huh? The dragon's prepared to deliver his demands as its blasted in the spine. Winds kick up with Ranma's flying speed as the dragon began to start spinning in a loop, picking up speed in a bid to throw Katsuki off with the velocity.

That sure does the trick. Katsuki loses his balance as the dragon spins, finding himself tumbling off it's back and getting smacked by it's tail, which sends him crashing to the ground.

It leaves him stunned for a few moments as he tries to reorient himself enough to get back up on his feet. "Shit..."

Look alive Katsuki. Guess who stopping coiling like a bright red ouroboros, and is now attempting to divebomb on the hero? It's Ranma! Dragon. Dragma? Ranma-dragon, nosediving down with its jaws open wide with the intent of getting a nibble on Katsuki. Unfortunate that for dragons, a 'nibble' is more of complete and total trituration.

His ribs hurt. Bruised at the very least, he's sure. Still, this fight isn't over and he's waiting until the right moment before propelling himself out of the way as best he can with his quirk. He's not going to be dragon chow today! And he's hoping he timed it well enough that this damn dragon crashes and knocks himself out! But maybe that's asking a lot.

The timing worked off. A violent boom echoed the valley as the massive ancient monstrosity slammed head first into the ground. Even in the air, Katsuki could feel the vibrations of earth cracking and cratering from the sheer force of the impact! As for Ranma...

"GRR.... GRRRR......"

A waning groan, a sharp convulsing like a thrashing boa constrictor, before all at once...

POOF!

Bright red puff of smoke, like it just up and combusted, mushroom clouded over the crater. With a black, long trail leading out of it. Upon further examination, one will find it's... hair. Hair roughly eighteen to twenty feet -- for fuck sakes find a barber ranma -- pertaining to the unconscious martial artist laying still in the large caldera.

Katsuki watches as the dragon puffs into smoke and... becomes a hairy worm?

Oh.

Nope.

When he investigates, it's Ranma down there. Despite the fact his ribs are screaming, Katsuki slides himself down into the crater to check on Ranma. Makes sure he's breathing and alive.

Sifting all the hair, -- seriously ranma a trip to the barber wouldn't kill you -- Katsuki'll unearth the pigtailed headache he's come to known. His chest rising and falling is enough indication that he's still alive, and breathing and--

Naked. Turning into a giant-ass dragon tends to reduce your clothes to smithereens. At the least, it was further confirmation that comparably to Katsuki who undoubtedly had broken ribs, Ranma looked fit as a fiddle after that skirmish. There were burns on his back, but that was all the visible damage the hero could make out.

"Mmr..." Ranma's head felt like crap though. He groggily opened his blue eyes, staring up at the sky. They blinked, slowly rising up not fully conscious. Only thing he made out was that familiar spiky blonde hairdo he knew too well at this point. "... The hell are you doing in my room?"

Yeah, he's. Still a little out of it, unless he normally sleeps in craters the size of football fields.

"Your 'room' looks suspiciously like a crater." He snarks, dropping down to sit with a groan. Holy shit he hurts. "You hit your head when you crashed here so maybe your brain got a little scrambled."

He holds up three fingers. The tried and true: "How many fingers am I holding up?"

Flat-look, as he swatted the other teen's hand out of his face. "Zero if you don't put those sausages away. I'm dazed, not concussed." Forgive him for his assholeness, he's not thrilled about the everything.

Getting back up, no worse for wear outside of the sear markings on his back, he looked over at the teen when he groaned. "The hell happened to you..." Brushing his streak of hair out of his face, he added-- "... and why's my pigtail undone...?"

... Look down, and now his confused expression turned annoyed. "And what happened to my clothes?"

Katsuki puts the hand down without any clapback.

"I pushed you in the water. You turned into a dragon and tried to eat me." He explains simply as he pushes himself up. He may be sore and tired but if Ranma is feeling up to being on his feet, like hell is Katsuki going to sit on the ground in pain.

And also because he's peeling off his shirt to offer to Ranma. It's not much but.

"Here. Use this to cover up. Keep it." He doesn't want it back, thanks. "I'll see if any of the nearby shops are selling pants."

...

Anyone normal hearing that they were forcibly transformed into a rampaging beast through a stupid prank would be giving a vast assortment of various reactions. Befuddlement, worry, anger?

... All Ranma gave for a physical reaction was a couple of blinks, before murmuring out a light "Oh." before turning over to the pool that caused this mess in the first place. "So that makes this world's magical spring a lot worse than the ones I got back home. Neat." He's taking it... rather phlegmatically. Crazy what a guy can get used to.

Having a makeshift cover handed to him, Ranma's quick to wrap the sleeves around his waist to cover up any undesirables. Bundling up his rivers of hair, he turned his focus back to Katsuki. "Don't think it'll fit on me but... Thanks?" Could've just suggested he could wash it in the laundry, but besides the point. "You didn't get too badly injured fighting dragon me, did you?"

With Ranma it's always a push and pull to figure out where lines are because his reactions to things can be so baffling. Cats are a no-go, but shoving him in water and turning him into a dragon is fine.

"Nothing that won't heal. Pretty sure nothing is broken. Broken bones have a pretty distinct pain." Hero work makes him no stranger to broken bones.

(Sidestep has never been the sort to turn down free food.

Their own plate is more reasonable than Ranma's, with smaller samples of a bunch of different cheeses. They had no clue there even were 246 kinds of cheese that existed and they want to try some.

They sense Ranma approaching and turn to him, letting out the briefest of suppressed snorts.)

Sure, sounds like a gouda time.

Edited 2024-06-15 00:54 (UTC)

An unbrielievable good time.

[Someone stop these two, please.

Sidestep's plate might be more modestly proportioned than Ranma, but not for much longer. In under a second, all of the cheese on Ranma's face would be gone in a flash. Anyone skilled enough to track it would be able to see it's from Ranma speedily plucking his pieces of cheese and gulping them down]

(They can't be bothered to think of another good cheese pun, especially when Ranma just starts inhaling cheese at a rapid rate.

The knowledge that they can't keep up just makes them all the more determined to do exactly that. Fuck you and your superspeed Ranma. They want to win anyway.

So now Sidestep is also shoveling cheese into their mouth, with all the frantic speed they learned from a lifetime of having to eat things quickly lest they get stolen.)

[They're both kindred in that regard. Ranma's spent a childhood of literally fighting for whatever scrap of food was left against his own old man. It's one of the many reasons he learnt to cook for himself at a young age. Since then, Ranma's had to face martial arts versions of eating contests where he's done just about anything to win.

Sensing a challenge was cooking, Ranma was more than happy to oblige and sped up. Just like that, half of the cheese pile on this table alone was reduced to nothing but stomach contents in Ranma's belly. Sidestep, how perceptive are you? Because Ranma may or may not be swiping cheese from them as well.]

(They don't need to be able to see it to sense the intention in Ranma's mind!

Of course, it still takes a bit for them to actually catch the thoughts, and it definitely takes a lot of concentration to spot that thieving hand. Even then, it's more like a flash across their eyes than an actual resolved image, but fuck you Ranma, they're not allowing you to steal from their plate. They'll time their retaliation, moving their own hand at the first signs of movement from his in an attempt to smack the offending appendage. Of course, the overall guesswork and lack of accuracy here means they're just as likely to smack their plate as his hand, or even potentially smack both, but fuck it. This cannot go unpunished.)

Ow, hey!

[Hand deflected. Don't think that's going to stop him. Thing to know about Ranma is he's very, very stubborn. So now he's focusing his attention from the cheese pile to swipe at Sidestep's plate.

He's also very petty.]

(Oh, he wants to be petty, huh?

Two can play at that game. With a smirk, Sidestep dumps their plate of cheese onto the ground.)

Oops. (They smirk, stepping on the cheese and very deliberately grinding it into the dirt. They wouldn't put it past Ranma to try eating fallen food. There was a time when they would have certainly done so.)

[Hear that cracking sound?

That's the sound of Ranma's heart shattering to million bite-sized pieces.]

No...

[Collapsing on his knees, scooping up the clump of dirt and cheese in the palms of his hand. So much good food, wasted, dumped down the drain!]

You bitch.... You cruel, heartless, sadistic bastard...

[The way he was acting, and given how he's cradling the ruined cheese, you'd think he was mourning someone's death.]

(Sometimes, being a villain really sucks.

This, though? This is fucking hilarious. They snort.)

If I thought an "eating contest" actually just meant letting you steal from my plate I wouldn't have bothered.

(They're just gonna turn and head over to another table to enjoy more cheese, Ranma. It's a great opportunity if you wanna get revenge...)

Edited 2024-06-22 06:36 (UTC)

[There's acts worse than stealing food, and that's wasting food. Accidental's bad enough on its own, but with criminal intent is downright unforgivable! Hunched over, clenching handfuls of the dirt/cheese pile, Ranma stood up. If Sidestep turned around, they may see red aura surrounding him with a darkened expression.]

You're right... This came from your plate, and you wasted it... It's only fair...

[Going from kneeled over to right in front of Sidestep's face, Ranma reared and arm back-]

THAT YOU'RE THE ONE TO FINISH IT!!!

[-And start attempting to shove the clumps of cheese-dirt into their mouth, arms that have already been moving at superhuman speed speeding the pace more. All to try and force the wasted food down Sidestep's hatch.]

(Ew!

Ranma why.

They sense his intention and opt to try and hurry their way to another table instead of turning around, only changing tactics when Ranma launches himself at them and they know there's no escape.

They whip around, just a touch of desperation in their eyes. It's not as gross as being force fed toxic blood but it's still disgusting and they keep their mouth clamped tightly shut against intrusion. You're gonna have to pry their mouth open Ranma, and they're prepared to bite if necessary. Might be hard considering they're now doing their best to punch Ranma in the head as hard as they can--they know he can take it--and also sending illusions/minor sensory assaults at his mind. Hope you like vision going white along with the most annoying ringing sounds they can muster, Ranma.

Just be glad they don't have the time or concentration to do worse.)

[Why? Obviously, because payback's a motherfucking bitch and so is he!

Prying Sidestep's mouth open was on Ranma's agenda if needed, though he obviously would've been careful. He might be pissed beyond belief, but he doesn't want to tear their entire jaw off. The martial artist's forced to drop one clump of dirt/cheese to block Sidestep's punch. What he can't block is the assault on his sensory, as the entire world around him went stark white.]

Gkkk!

[He stumbled back, grabbing hold of his ears? Did Sidestep set off a grenade in his face?! Ranma cursed and swore, before chucking the clump of dirt-cheese into the general direction of where he last saw them, which shouldn't be far since he was right atop of them! If he can't get it in their asshole mouth, he'll get it in their asshole eyes!]

(Fuck you Ranma, you were the one who insisted on stealing!

They consider taking the opportunity to deliver one last punch but no, better to take the opportunity to try and lose him instead. They'll slip off into the crowds and throw their per option filter up, though it's entirely possible Ranma will be able to see through that and recognize them anyway with how familiar he is with them, so they better work hard at blending in the normal way and see if they can get the fuck out of here.)

Edited 2024-06-25 06:41 (UTC)

[Stealing's such a harsh word. He prefers lightening Sidestep's workload.

Rubbing his eyes until the dots stop dancing in them, Ranma's eyes dart over the crowd. He caught a glimpse of what he thought were them, but before he entertained the thought of pursuing them and knock out their lights... His eyes went back over to the cheese table, remembering why they were brought there to begin with.

If Sidestep wanna run off, fine by him. It just means more cheese for him, which he waltz on over with a snort to start digging in.]

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[OPEN] You're hot then you're cold

someone said cheese and he came running

just like a little mouse ovo

he just really loves cheese

is that why hes blonde. is your hair just cheese stuck to your head kaveh?

N...no, Ranma

HE WON'T BELIEVE YOUR LIES CHEESE PRINCESS

WOW

DON'T LISTEN TO THE TRUTH IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT CHEESE PRINCESS AN

Spirited Away

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Good news, I rolled a 17. Katsuki's safe. :D

His lucky day! lol

CW: Minor nudity mention

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Sorry for wait again, work's been strongarming me TT_TT

No apologies needed, dude 👍

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