From: Jose L. Solano <jsolano199@aol.comlink> Subject: [PW!] The Pinsir of Doom! Date: Saturday, January 08, 2000 6:14 PM (Yay. Razar wants me to write for Steve Retwin.) "Hey Jay-Z, watcha doin?" Steve asked. Jay-Z, his Pinir, sat in a tree. "Pinssssir." It replied. It happily grabbed an apple and threw it at a Growlithe. "Whoa! What's THAT?!" Steve took out his Pokedex. "Growlithe the d(&*R*($ Pokemon. Iy sf9032f3fio333...." "Oh man, my Pokedex is broken!" Steve began to cry. Jay-Z jumped out of the tree and patted Steve on the back. "Pinsssssssir." It said. Steve looked up at him. "I'm ok. I just want some ice cream." "Pinsssir?" "Yeah. I also want some soda pop. I wish I had money and a decent Pokemon." Insulted, Jay-Z pushed Steve over. He roared in anger and clamp his massive pincers. "Well, you're not very strong." Jay-Z charged at Steve, sending him running up a tree. "Well you're not! You're only at level 6!" Suddenly, a Golbat appeared. "Hello, Mr. Golbat!" Steve said. "Can you give me a lift out of this tree?" "<Sure. Just grab my feet.>" Steve did as Golbat told him and they flew off, albeit slowly. Jay-Z waited below. "Hey Mr. Golbat, can I capture you?" "<Why?>" "I need more Pokemon!" "<Hey, now I remember you. You're that human who would visit my master.>" "Who's your master?" "<Trent Retwin. I was but a Zubat when I last saw you.>" Golbat had just made it out of the tree. His pace was severely slowed down by carrying a human. "Where is Trent?" "<He's dead. He was killed in an accident with a burning church." "YES! He's dead!" Golbat changed his dull expression to one of surprise. "<Why does this excite you?>" "Trent was always mean to me! I wished he would die, and he did!" "<Oh, so you caused his death>?" "Yes, maybe I did!" "<Well, thanks to you my friends and I are having to fend for ourselves against wild Pokemon, competing with them for food and shelter.>" "Well, that's too bad." "<I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I'll have to punish you.>" Golbat shook his legs and forced Steve off. Steve fell, but he didn't reach the ground. He fell right between Jay-Z's pincers. "Jay-Z, will you please put me down?" Steve asked nervously. "Pinssssir!" Within seconds, Steve was back on the ground, in two pieces. While his bottom half lay limp, his top half struggled to get away. "Please, Jay-Z, spare me!" Jay-Z obeyed and walked away. He could never be accused of disobeying orders. After all, he only did what his master asked him to. Jose Luis Solano ------------------------------- Offical Member of the AFSH Stupid Brigade ------------------------------- Beware the Dark Hamster of the Sith