From: <> Subject: Re: [PW!][LEAGUE] Rice is twice as nice on a thread read thrice on the ice field Date: Sunday, January 09, 2000 1:56 PM In article <xz_c4.495$>, "Prozackian Kid" <> wrote: > "Welcome to another battle here at the Ice Field. We are your announcers > for this match. I'm Jim, and I'm Ned. Looks like the match is about to get > underway" > > The ref came out an explained the rules to the trainers. > > "Man, I freezing my f*ckin' balls off," Adam said putting on a jacket. > > "Yeah, it is a bit cold out." agreed Gads. > > "For my first choice I choose you Bocune," Adam muttered hoping it was a > good choice. > > Gads decided to pick a pokéball at random and see what he gets. And > chooses.... > > ".......A-bomb" he said figuring what would happen. > > "Well of the two pokemon it seems the Cubone has the advantage," said > Jim over the speakers. > > "Cubone, crack the ice around it," commanded Adam. > > "Cubone bone." > > And with that Cubone started hammering away at the ice around the electrode. > > "Big mistake," Gads said to Adam. > > "Why is that" > > "TROOODE!!!!" > > Then a bright light appeared as the electrode exploded taking both pokémon > out of the fight. > > "Point goes to both trainers," said Ned pouring hot coffee onto Jim's > lap. > > "What will be there next choice," said Jim trying to recover from the > hot coffee. > > "Hitmonchan GO!" Adam releasing his pokemon. > > "Vinal GO!" shouted Gads sending out the Tangela. > > "This will be easy, Fire Punch." > > "Vinal, Slam into it." > > Vinal slipped on the ice and ended up slamming into Hitmonchans flaming > glove which sent the Tangela runing around trying to get the flames out > until it finally fainted. > > "Your asking for," Gads said pulling out the fan favorite. > > "WHAT'S THIS!!!! Can it be..... YES it is. IT'S SKEEEETTCCHHH!!!!" said > the both announcers in unison. > > "SKETCH! SKETCH! SKETCH! SKETCH! SKETCH! SKETCH! SKETCH! > SKETCH! SKETCH! SKETCH! SKETCH! SKETCH! SKETCH! SKETCH!" chanted the > audience who were struck with Sketch-fever. {OOC: Sorry it's been so long, but I've had the worst case of writer's block...) "JIGGLY!" Sketch took a good, long look at the ice surrounding her. A big, white CANVAS! "PUFF JIG!" Sketch did a little dance, then sat down and began drawing a LARGE portrait of the confused Hitomonchan. "Chan?" Hitmonchan walked over to where Sketch was drawing, scratching the back of it's head. It WAS drawing a pretty good likeness of it's face... but wasn't that Jigglypuff supposed to be it's opponent? It turned to Adam. "Hitmon?" "Yes, SMACK THAT JIGGLYPUFF!" Hitmonchan shrugged, then wound up a Fire Punch. It let it fly at the Jiggly... but before it connected, she had taken off drawing it's arm. Instead, it left a hole in the ice. "CHAN!" It turned and sent out another one, once again missing the hyper-drawing Sketch. "CHAN!" Once again, Hitmonchan left a gaping hole in the ice as Sketch finished the right leg... "CHAN!" And again on the left... "CHAN!" Once again, by sheer luck, Sketch avoided the last one, instead, backing off to see her 10-foot drawing of Hitmonchan... and seeing it riddled by holes... "PUFF!" Sketch prepared to beat the hell out of the Hitmonchan when... *Crack... crack.. crackcrackcrackcrack* The portrait, riddled by holes, began breaking, Hitmonchan looking confused in the middle. *crackcrackcrackcrackSPLASH!* With nothing left to support it, the ice flow with Hitmonchan on it fell under the freezing water. A few moments later, if floated back up, encased in ice, inable to keep fighting. "Hitmonchan is inable to fight! Jigglypuff is the winner!" As Adam recalled the Hitmonchan, he was seeing red. Without even TRYING, the Jigglypuff defeated his Hitmonchan. Well, he'd show it! He releaced Mr. Mime. "Mr. Mime, I want you to do terrible, HORRIBLE... BAD psychic things to that Jigglypuff..." Adam took a moment to remember one of Sketch's big mannerisms. "...after it's done drawing, of course." "MIME!" Mr. Mime watched his opponent... ... who was busy glaring at it. Her mural was RUINED! Someone would pay, and it appears that Mr. Mime offered his services as punching bag! "PUFF!" Suddenly, three Jigglypuffs appeared. "Mime?" Mr. Mime looked worried. "Remember, don't interrupt her drawing!" Adam watched. Obviously, Sketch wanted to re-draw her portrait of Hitmonchan much faster then before... "SKETCH, TAKE DOWN!" Gads grinned. Sketch wasn't going to waste a moment, this time... "JIGGLY!" Suddenly, from all three sides, Sketch and her clones executed a killer Take-Down on the unexpecting Mr. Mime. As the clown Pokemon wobbled in place, Adam cringed. "I guess all assuming did was make an..." Sketch executed another three-puff Take Down on the Mr. Mime. "Mr. Mime! BARRIER!" Mr. Mime was still aware enough to erect the barrier. "SKETCH, METRONOME!" Back and forth went the Jigglypuff's fingers... and suddenly, a LARGE swath of flame shot out of Sketch's mouth, engulfing Mr. Mime... and the ice beneath it. Mr. Mime, for a moment, didn't fall it. Being a mime, it could do stuff like that. However, it decided to look down. "Mime..." It looked back up, waved at his trainer, then fell under the ice. Sketch wasn't finished, however, and was busy wiggling again... ... and the clouds grew dark, and then they rumbled... before anyone knew it, a LARGE Thunderbolt shot from the cloud and into the hole in the ice, presumably at Mr. Mime, but also electrifying the water. Gads grinned. He had won... Adam paled. Mr. Mime HAD to be knocked out by now... Sketch... started wiggling again. This time, it began to rain. As the wave of water built up, one could see the Mr. Mime heading for the surface, to the suprise to Adam. "Come on! You can do it Mr. Mime!" However, the Surf was executed before the Mime ever surfaced. Whiel it didn't hit the Mr. Mime, it DID pass over the hole in the ice... and part of the surf froze, sealing the Mr. Mime under the water! "MR. MIME!" Adam was horrified. After a few moments, Mr. Mime passed out from a lack of oxygen. "Mr. Mime is inable to fight. Jigglypuff wins the match!" As the scoreboard displayed Gads as the winner, Gads didn't care. Once again, Sketch had overdone it. And this time... Gads vaulted over his tower, aiming near where the Mr. Mime was under. "MEGA... KICK!" Just before he landed, he thrust his foot out, smashing the ice. Adam, who had also ran over, grabbed his Mr. Mime and pulled it out of the water. "Thanks..." He then looked at his Mime. The normally-red areas were currently blue. Gads also noticed. "Never mind. Get MOVING! That Mime needs to be healed FAST!" Adam nodded, and ran for the Pokemon Center. Gads shook his head. Despite the near-disaster, the crowd was cheering Sketch, who was, at the moment, happily drawing a frozen-over Mr. Mime. "Sketch, return." The Jigglypuff was recalled to her Pokeball. Gads didn't ever wait for the music boy to ask for his selection of victory music. He just headed to the exit, a lot of questions on his mind, and very few answers. TBC? 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