From: Hedgehogey
Subject: Re: [PW!] Point Number 1 (was Message to the troops)
Date: Tuesday, January 25, 2000 12:29 PM
When the clefairies and clefables started dancing to the beat in unison,
though, Ema, Morgan, Smasher, and most of the not-currently-busy pokemon
ducked for cover from the mass metronome they just knew was brewing up.>>>
Cinder jammed the two plugs from his TACCOMP into his ears and flew directly
over Doppler.
"Chaaar! Rarrd RARD CharRard. Zardrard Chaarizard." Cinder said, with unusual formality.
Cinder touched down by the other entrance to the cavern, his clawed feet
stirring up moon stone dust. He took in the air with a whiff and immediately he
knew where his prey was. He ran left into a passageway heavy with the stench of
zubat guano, then right into a clear passageway that ended in a wall of rock
and a terrified, gibbering man wearing a lab coat.
"Ok oppresor, you have around three minutes to live, no negotiation. However
there is a tiny chance that if you are more cooperative I won't flambe you from
the bottom up." Cinder said, his voice filled with malice and hunger.
"Very well then. I shall answer to the best of my ability." Seymour the
scientist said, standing up and bowing.
This puzzled Cinder to no end. His sense of smell and hearing didn't pick
anything up but he kept on the alert anyway. Perhaps it was a manifestation of
Seymours famous madness...
"What is your name?"
"Seymour D. Scientist"
"What is your quest?"
"Total domination of mount moon and the end of the great orange-melon
conspiracy."
"What is the average airspeed of an unladen bird pokemon?"
"What a pidgey or a spearow?"
Cinder chided himself for asking such a stupid question.
"What do you have to do with a formation of zubats in the shape of a demon and
a green, winged creature that spits acid?"
"The first is my doing. The second, I have no idea."
"Are the rumors of your clefable gestapo killing innocent pokemon true?"
"Innocent nothing, my resistance friend. Their lives are as nothing compared to
mine."
"Ok question time is over, kids. Now I will do some of your human 'Math'. I am
going to use your 'wristwatch' to count out ten of your 'seconds'. At the end
of which I will measure the duration of your death...In screams."
*STOP!* A voice boomed in Cinders mind
=Meanwhile, in another cavern=
Smasher, Ema, and Morgan cowered behind a rock. The metronome was almost
finished and anyone who didn't take cover was dead. Any second now it would
send engulf the cavern in fire....
"I love you guys." Smasher blurted out.
Everyone sweatdropped when suddenly the attack came....
And Doppler laughed like a ditto possesed when splash was metronomed.
TBC?
Hedge
Man is quite insane. He would not know how to make a maggot yet invents gods by
the dozens.-Montaigne
Wilson hussars real identity is revealed: Clan wolverine!-guy on rgm
Tv is more alluring than thinking-Rich