Not that familiar with ranma, why will he suffer in it?

Tendo Akane and Saotome Ranma, the two people Yuuki Rito just molested, are both superhuman fighters. They both also have reasons to dislike perverts, having been pursued aggressively and molested at regular intervals by people of varying power and ability. All of whom they, at best, dislike as a result.

Both of them also consider over-the-top cartoonish violence to be an acceptable response to being groped. Most notably, the mallet-from-nowhere that is common to the setting almost never misses when used against perverts, even those who should be capable of dodging it easily.
 
So does Shade have a backup plan in-case the girls actually starts falling for Rito?
Probably laugh at the poor doomed fool. Rito is an Oldwalker, any relationship is doomed to end in death or betrayal. Possibly both, if the relationship ends in a place where death has a romanceable embodiment.
 
Wonderfully sadistic as always!

If Shade wants to indulge in a little more "Bring the High and Mighty LOW" shenanigans, I recommend him siccing the likes of Kamijou Touma on Frau Totenkinder, who should be known as "THE Witch" or "The Witch Who Did It"...


The Dark Man, more well known in modern times as, "Mister Dark", the living embodiment of all darkness, fear, pain, horror and malignancy...


And The Bloody-handed Adversary, conqueror and tyrant of over a hundred or more worlds, protected by thousands upon thousands of protective spells and wardings that have layered over him over the millenia.





Nothing like the Disney version, is he?

Mister Dark, being one of the Great Powers, (anthropomorphic personifications almost on the same level as The Endless), is an entity of almost pure Magic, close to 97%.

Touma touching him would basically either kill that sadistic, eldritch S.O.B. or diminish him almost completely to a manageable, mortal level.

Cue the lynch mob.

The Adversary, despite the protective magics surrounding him, is mainly knowledgeable in arboreal sorceries, and thus easy pickings once his personal wards are stripped away.

Cue the lynch mob.

Frau Totenkinder... well she'd likely be the most challenging, having MANY millenia of experience under her belt, and she has helped the Fable refugees against the likes of the Adversary and Mister Dark...

But then again, she's killed one, two or more children a year to strengthen her powers and preserve her life, and she supports/owns quite a few abortion clinics.

So yeah, she needs to be brought DOWN.
 
Huh. Why are there so many old walkers around? Has the mending not happened yet?

The Mending removed Planeswalker's immortality, so if that is part of Shade's "you're a Planeswalker now!" speech, than I would say it probably hasn't happened yet. Either that or something else weird is going on
 
This could help teach the locals something too. after all, when one of them literally slaps his head around backwards it could be a wakeup call to lighten up the violence a bit.
 
This could help teach the locals something too. after all, when one of them literally slaps his head around backwards it could be a wakeup call to lighten up the violence a bit.
Eh, old walkers are bullshit. So very few things can actually put them down. One of the more prominent examples of how bullshit they were was when one found it easier to rearrange every atom in his body so that he was facing the other way rather than just turning around.

Besides, the characters in ranma wouldn't get that kind of wake-up call if Yuuki just shrugs it off. If there are no lasting consequences, nothing would change.
 
Eh, old walkers are bullshit. So very few things can actually put them down. One of the more prominent examples of how bullshit they were was when one found it easier to rearrange every atom in his body so that he was facing the other way rather than just turning around.

Besides, the characters in ranma wouldn't get that kind of wake-up call if Yuuki just shrugs it off. If there are no lasting consequences, nothing would change.
This is eventually true. Yuuki doesn't have that sort of healing ability, yet; he needs to find a White land to link to.

So they might still get a wake-up call. Oh, he'd survive, he just might not immediately shrug it off.
 
This is eventually true. Yuuki doesn't have that sort of healing ability, yet; he needs to find a White land to link to.

So they might still get a wake-up call. Oh, he'd survive, he just might not immediately shrug it off.
Green mana would work just as well, maybe black. Green regenerates, and black sometimes regenerates with a side of parasitic life stealing.
 
Green mana would work just as well, maybe black. Green regenerates, and black sometimes regenerates with a side of parasitic life stealing.

Unless you Sliver.

In which case, Crypt Sliver asks for Tap and Clot Sliver asks for two mana of whatever color.

Cause we're Slivering~ Slivering in the park~
We're the Slivers, Slivers in the dark!
 
Chapter Twenty-Two (Ranma 1/2)

It is only through pain that we are reborn anew. Strength comes from surviving hardships, from tempering the steel of life in the forge of despair, we grow our souls to withstand even the harshest blows. I was of that belief, and most definitely, it wasn't the mere decision to watch Yuuki Rito suffer for the sin of his existence. I wasn't that petty. No, to be honest, as the clear sky over Furinkan took a change and became slightly cloudy, a nearby apartment found itself some new tenants.

It was a short distance away from the Tendo Dojo, but again, I wouldn't want Rito to have to walk a long distance to get to his new source of pain, or well, training. It was a dojo after all. They were supposed to have students. Also, I was going to pay in whatever form of currency they desired, be it in money, gold or women panties. I could fabricate them out of thin air, so money wasn't going to be an issue.

"You ready?" I asked as I glanced at Yuuki Rito's new school uniform, the one that he would need for Furinkan's high school. He was wearing a dark, long sleeved short collared jacket and matching pants with a white collared shirt, which was the default uniform for males. This was Nerima, one of Tokyo's districts that perhaps Rito had visited once or twice with his family, and now was viewing as something completely different.

He had slept for a while after our arrival, and when he had woken up naked, well, he had the choice of putting on that school uniform or simply suffer going out naked as mother nature had intended him to. He most wisely picked the option of getting dressed.

"Ready for what?" Rito asked warily, nervousness beaming off his frame by the score as he sat down at the table in the kitchen, which shared the space with the living room.

It wasn't a spartan apartment at all, there was enough space for a big television screen, a sofa, a nice fluffy carpet, some chairs, and the kitchen counter had every single utensil needed in a properly functional kitchen. If I said so myself, the pleasantness of an all-white living room brilliantly contrasted with the night areas being painted in pure pitch-black agony darkness, a type of color native of another plane. Technically lethal to anyone not a Planeswalker, but if someone wished to creep into my rooms at night, then death was the least of his problems.

"Your first day of school, of course," I said with a smile as I flipped open a newspaper which appeared out of thin air. "Furinkan high awaits you. I've drawn you a map on where to go," I filched from the paper a large enough piece, and twisted it in mid-air until it became a masterwork drawn map of directions. "You can't get lost this way."

He stared at the map, and then at me. I waited patiently for some words to come out of his mouth, but none did. I raised an eyebrow. "You have twenty minutes to get there," I added. "You should get going." I inclined my head to the side, pointing at the door. There, a student briefcase stood in wait of its new owner, the school books already inside. "The principal knows you're coming."

He stood up from the table, and as he neared the door, I flipped the newspaper once. "Also be advised," I said. "You are in another Plane. Should you leave it, I will know. I will not, however, pursue you." I glanced at his face. "You will simply regret it forever." I smiled, and then resumed reading my newspaper. Rito opened the door, and as he was about to step outside, I threw him a couple of keys. He caught them, if not deftly at least with an exclamation of surprise.

"Thanks," Rito said.

"Don't thank me yet," I replied, humming to myself as I flipped another page of the newspaper. "Good luck, and god reflexes."

"Shouldn't it be god speed?" Rito asked, scrunching his eyebrows up in thought.

I laughed gingerly. "Off to school, or you'll be late," I waved him goodbye with a talon that sprouted from my shoulder, and the moment the door closed behind him, I swirled and twirled into the shadows to follow him silently.

Honestly, this was actually kind of fun. It was like crafting Crossovers. I suppressed a giggle threatening to escape my lips as my eyes as I watched Yuuki Rito step out of the apartment complex and head down the street, following the map with his right hand.

I could have brought him to Dune and cut and dry taught him everything he needed to know to lay low, avoid Phyrexians and Eldrazi, and live a long and prosperous eternity. Yet, I didn't. I realized it after travelling with Fuuka that, sometimes, a second perspective was nice. Even if he was everything I despised in a character, he was still his own human existence, and he must have had something interesting going on when the lights weren't shining on him.

Still, this world would also be a nice wake-up call, because as true as the fact that this was Nerima, and that he had to walk down the street in front of the Dojo Temple, so too was it true that on this particular morning, Ranma Saotome had taken a cold shower and was in her female form from the get go, and Akane Tendo was running late together with her.

I did not need to engineer anything.

I simply had to watch, and wait, and take notes as Rito slipped on a pebble, too busy looking at the map, and ended up flying something like twenty meters right into the bosom of Ranma's female form, before twisting in mid-air right against Akane's lap.

I scoffed, and when the inevitable happened, a small smile settled on my lips.

Pain, thou are the greatest teacher.

So learn well, Yuuki Rito.

Learn well...or suffer.

*Starts Laughing Maniacally*
That's one hell of a way to use Pavlov.
 
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Both of them also consider over-the-top cartoonish violence to be an acceptable response to being groped. Most notably, the mallet-from-nowhere that is common to the setting almost never misses when used against perverts, even those who should be capable of dodging it easily.
Actually IIRC that's a piece of fanon.

Heck, most things people know about Ranma 1/2 is fanon.
 
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