Subject: Re: [PW!] It Takes No Balls...
Date: Wednesday, February 16, 2000 2:50 PM
> "I don't *think* I'm a Ditto," Nisemon said suddenly, as if to reassure
> her. Still, Minax's finger twitched over the trigger of her gun. She
> was about to point it at him, when he spoke again.
> "I need some clothes," he observed, completely detached from the
> seriousness of the sitation. But for Nisemon, *nothing* could have been
> more threatening than Doppler's visions. "My clothes... are kind of
> Minax stared in astonshment. The lab coat was indeed dissolving.
> Remnants of the psuedo-cloth floated off into the air, turning to dust
> that blew away in the wind.
The red-haired female Rocket stares at Nisemon with one eyebrow lowered,
wondering how a lab coat could dissolve without the application of some sort
of acid. Minax slides her unloaded revolver into her holster and crosses her
arms, waiting for Nisemon's clothes to disappear, wanting to see if the
androgynous being really is a guy as he claims to be, "I'll know whether or
not you're a surviving part of Doppler soon enough. Ditto tend to make
mistakes where the sun doesn't shine."
"What are you saying?" The scientist falls to his knees as the last pieces
of his lab coat disappear, "What about my human dignity? I can't show you my
shame. It's... wrong." Nisemon wonders why he believes what he's saying
despite its absurdity.
Minax is surprised to see Nisemon's nude body. The scientist is covering his
genitals with his hands, and though Minax can't determine Nisemon's real
gender, the fact that he's ashamed forces her to suspect that he's not a
Ditto, despite the fact that he saw him Transform from a Meowth to the human
being that he is now, "Even if you are a Ditto, I'm sure that you're not
part of Doppler, since he would be playing 'Who's your daddy?' by now. So,
I'll give you clothes, whatever you are." Minax rummages through the sack on
her belt, looking for any outfits she snatched from Team Rocket
"You save the poor from evil and clothe the naked." Nisemon bows his head
towards Minax, "You are a very saintly woman."
"You're about to be a very saintly woman, too." Minax smirks, throwing
Nisemon a Channeler outfit which she was planning on using to visit her
deceased Poliwhirl's ghost in Pokemon Tower long ago. Minax never went to
visit him, however, since she realized that the Tower was not a good place
for a Pokemon poacher to visit, what with all the Ghost Pokemon who would
want revenge. Minax winks at Nisemon, "You can wear this costume as long as
you don't channel Doppler."
"I won't do anything of the sort..." Nisemon clenches the old woman's outfit
close to his chest, "Who is Doppler, anyway?"
"That is Doppler." Minax points at a lifeless pile of purple dust on the
muddy ground, "That *was* Doppler." She walks up to the remains of the
Pokemon who made so many people suffer so much, glaring at the pile of dust,
"Ashes to ashes, Doppler to dust. But, just in case - Pidgey, Use Gust."
Though the order is given lyrically, Fluke the Pidgey, who is flapping his
wings to stay aloft next to Minax, understands the command. He flaps his
wings faster and harder until a large tornado of wind forms right over
Doppler's dust. The Gust scatters each individual particle of the fiend's
dust away from the rest.
Minax is well aware of the bounty Team Rocket has on Doppler, but she knows
that if Team Rocket is given the Ditto's remains, they're likely to create
an entire army of Dopplers using his DNA, with the false belief that putting
little suits of armor on them would keep them under control. Minax has heard
of Mewtwo, but she doesn't want to hear about Dopplertwo, Dopplerthree,
Dopplerfour, and so on. When the Gust attack is over, Minax returns Fluke to
his Pokeball, takes in a deep breath of fresh air, then exhales it in a
happy sigh, a rare type of sigh for a person like Minax, "Rest in Pieces,
"I look horrible in this dress." Nisemon reminds Minax of his presence.
While Minax was disposing of Doppler's ashes in such a way to prevent him
from reforming like the T1000 from the movie Terminator 2, Nisemon was
getting dressed. He's almost finished. Nisemon puts a habit on his head to
complete his outfit, then says, "Now I have some clothes, but I can't go
around like this. Where do I go now? Is there any place that can tell me who
I am or what I'm doing here? Can you?"
Minax looks at Nisemon's pleading eyes, and figures that she might as well
perform one more good deed while she's on a roll, "Exactly one year ago, I
found myself in the same predicament that you are in right now." Minax
reaches into her black sack and withdraws a one year old pamphlet. It is an
advertisement for the S. S. Anne. Minax reads the title of the ad aloud to
Nisemon, "The Fabulous Annual S. S. Anne Cruise - Boarding in Vermilion
Port, February 18th." She puts the piece of paper in Nisemon's hand and
says, "This is where I found out who I really am. It's your turn, whatever
Nisemon studies the paper and notices that there is a detailed map on it.
After a thorough examination of the pamphlet, he looks up to thank Minax and
ask more questions, but she is gone like the wind that blew away Doppler's