From: Jon Ference <jonf911@aol.comSPAMu2> Subject: [PW!][LEAGUE] Round Five! Tough Battle! Jon VS Giselle! Date: Tuesday, January 25, 2000 3:42 AM P:OTPW!: Jon came back from a Round 2 loss to win his next two matches. As far as he knows, he's awaiting the Round 5 qualifiers to be posted... And now, without further delay... PokeWars! League! Round Five! Tough Battle! Jon VS Giselle! <A small cafe on the Pokemon League Games Terrace> Jon is tearing his hair out as he sits with his head down on the table. About twenty empty glasses can be seen as a waiter brings over another. Jon looks up. "Thanks." He is interrupted from his stupor as his Vulpix begins to nibble on his ankles. Jon forces himself to look away from the table and pick up the baby Pokemon. "What is it, Vulpix?" "Vul! PIX!" "I'm waiting for them to post the Round 5 qualifiers." "Vul..." He is interrupted again by a tap on his shoulder. "Hello?" Jon attempts to stand up, but finds his bursting bladder simply prohibits it. He finally manages to turn his head to see who has spoken. He is surprised to see a teenage girl there, dressed in a sort of uniform. As he surveys her from head to toe, he realizes she's real hot stuff. "Are you Jon?" Overjoyed that this fine specimen of the female gender knows his name, Jon replies in the affirmative. "I'm battling you in Round Five. The match starts in about ten minutes, you know. I thought I'd like to meet you before we battled." Jon facefaulted. "Where were these things posted anyway?!" Giselle smiled. "They've been up for about 3 hours. Over in the quad." Jon facefaulted again. "I'll be right back," he said as he made a dash for the young male trainer's room, unloading about 20 litres worth of caffeine into a urinal before returning to the pretty girl. "What _is_ your name?" Jon posed. "Giselle. Pokemon Tech...star.." Jon smiled. "Shall I walk you to the Stadium, Miss Giselle?" Surprised at the boy's daring, she blushed. "That's okay. I need to get some Pokemon anyway." Jon nodded. "See ya there." He grabbed his pack and began to jog. A voice popped into his head. "Jon, you've got run of 6 Pokemon here. Choose wisely." He answered his own voice. "They're all healthy. And I can switch via Pokedex here." Jon entered the large Indigo Stadium, which was now full of people to the brim. He paused to watch the flame of Moltres as the maintenance people finished grooming the grass. This match would be tough. Horribly tough. Worse than any battle before. He had scrapped his way into the finals, unlike many of the other trainers. A Pokemon League official reached over and tapped his arm. "Jon, right? You're the Green Trainer. Are you ready?" Jon nodded. -- Jon MoonieCode(1.12.05) SM:5+[6-]m+ F:sVe>++[+]Ne>[++]:vM9[+]Fi[+]:aAr+:pCl[+]R2[+] D:sCc[-]Ma-:vAn>[--]:aNa<[-]:pR1< X:*:aClRd:m1s O:d[+]:s?:a[-]:h[+] P:a14:s:eBLGLz:hBlD[-]:t[-]:c:bO-:*Vr:y30%:r-|+ Minako & Michiru fan till death