A most amusing story! "I’m supposed to be graduating from the Academy in a few weeks, though I don’t know how I managed to pass basic subspace mechanics. I pretty well just made up all the answers I wrote in." sheer genius! I hope to see more of this sometime soon!

good story, byes

...Eh? Well, I suppose this could be interpreted as good, but for some reason, I don't like it even halfway as much as your other works.

Fairly well-written though.

This was pretty funny. I do hope you'll write more for this sometime. I also want to say congrats for using a very unique, but also somehow workable way to get Ranma into the Trek-verse. Good job with that. Good luck on future writings!

Are you continuing it? The thing says complete, but your author's notes hint at continuation. I like this story and would like to see more of it.

Great Fic! Like it so far.


But, I'm sorry to say, I have a nitpick for you.

The crew size for an Aircraft Carrier is about 5500, including flight crews. Even without a flight crew, they number in the thousands.

Sorry, but i had to say it.

This is very amusing. I like your parody, though now that Satnars in charge of Ranma, when does he start "messing things up" for the god? I look forward to the blowout that would have with Bermham. Anyway, lots of fun.

Hehehehe, another fiance is it? Great stuff, hope you continue it.

I like it, a lot. It's a rather good blend, in my opinion, of
Ranma's crazy luck and ST:TNG's typical "Emergency of the Day".

In other words, please continue your great work.

I have to amit that this is one of my favorite ranma/star trek crossovers i have ever read. i really enjoy what is happing in the story. For a suggestion could you try to gat ranma tranfered to the enterprise, because i think that it would be funny and awesome at the same time to see what trouble and adventures he would cause on that ship.

This is bizarre, but great. I don't know anyone else who could come up with something like this.

Well, take heart that at least one of your readers is a pretty lax Trekkie, so at least one person sitting here reading your fic isn't worried about continuity. Besides, that word shouldn't be attached to a pardoy too much anyway.

I can't really remember the last time I laughed so much or so hard reading a story. It's excellent and I can't wait to see more.


Later

good story so far, looking forward to the next chapter.

“But I… I feel fine.” Ranma objected, looking down at himself.
[…to see a skeleton, and then feel a turban on his head, while Walter laughs at him from the luggage below]

We’re all pretty nice people, or not all that bad,
[Except “I Was Right All Along”]

what’s goin on!”
[Interrogative missing its question mark]

who cardassians were.
[Capitalization]

It had two strange additions on either side of its neck,
[You mean flares at where the carotid arteries would be?]

It seemed cosmically unfair that water that really wasn't real could trigger her curse, but apparently Jusenkyo wasn't choosy.
[Holographic…never mind. I guess trying to make Star Trek consistent is impossible. Still mildly funny. I’ll bet nobody will notice that ‘he’ became a ‘she’ either]

and carefully took aim before downing the overly reckless participant.
[Wouldn’t Ranma prefer to hit a shiatsu point on the back of the neck? It’s difficult to do to a martial artist of the caliber that seem common in Nerima, but for the people here they should seem easy]

“You made fun of their hatred of tribbles.”
“But they’re so cute!”
[Funny, but I’d have expected him to think of tribbles more like kittens (like cats, things he’s afraid of) than cute balls of purring fur]

The model saucer separated on impact, though definitely not in the way it was supposed to.
[‘Would’ve been funny if it had separated like that]

a loudnoise… decidedto
[Spacing]

The redshirt god, now identified as Bermhan,
[There are better ways of melding the narrative]

I really gotta wonder what I did to that chick to get her that pissed off at me.
[Better than having a horde of girls trying to marry him]

officer." Shatnar said
[Since the dialog transitions directly into a speech tag that identifies who/how the words were spoken, that should be a comma instead of period]

I was expecting a large number of original series jokes about ‘redshirts that are supposed to die to prove how serious the situation is’ with Ranma foiling that, but this is relatively close. For a 'crack fic', this is still fairly good.

You know, I've always wondered waht would happen if the borg assimulated Ranma... I can see them all suddenly declaring "I am the Best!" and start fighting each other to prove it...

I enjoyed this cahpter, thank you.