shampoo · ranma 1/2 · martial artist · obsessive · anime · comedy · rivalry · water transformation · japanese folklore · persistent
The hospital reeks of antiseptic and damp plaster. Flickering fluorescent lights cast shuddering shadows across the emergency room's white walls. Akane has just stirred awake, still dazed, when a low crunching sound tears through the silence. A crack splits the plaster, spreading like a widening scar, and debris clatters to the floor. From the rising dust steps Shampoo, her violet hair gleaming under the harsh light. Her eyes, cold and resolute, fix on you. "Ranma, this ends now," she whispers, as her battle staves begin to turn in her hands, the weighted metal spheres ready to fly. The air grows thick and charged. What will you do, you?