From: RobfromVoid (RobfromVoid@prodigy.net) Subject: [PW!] A Chancy Chansey Costume! Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000/05/29 >"I think I'll continue looking," Minax said. "And if I can't find any other >suit that I like better, I'll buy this one. After all, Purple isn't my best >color, but it does bring out my hair." She then went back into the dressing >room, changed out of the suit, and back into the clothes she had been wearing. >She grabbed Omelette, and held her gently in her left hand, and slung the suit >over her right arm. "Let's go, Splash." >"Right," Splash agreed, following Minax as she went back into the main area of >the store to continue looking for a swimsuit. Minax struts out of the Swimsuit store with a tiny nearly-nonexistant spandex purple bikini worn around her wrist like a scrunchee bracelet. Omelette, who is held in Minax's arms, is fascinated with the rubber-band like swimsuit so she tugs on it with her tiny arms, giggling when it snaps against Minax's wrist. Minax is used to much more pain than that, so she lets the young Chansey have her fun, especially since the Pokemon has to be as cheery as possible for the upcoming contest, where the looks of the Dressed Up Pokemon count as much as how pretty the girl is, though some male judges would say otherwise. Splash storms out behind Minax, ranting, "You made me stare at your half-naked body as you changed into all sorts of skimpy swimsuits, forcing me to rate all of them, but you end up choosing the first one that you tried on?!" Minax lowers the sunshades on her nose with her free hand so that Splash can get a better look at the sarcasm expressed in her dark brown eyes, "You say that as if it was a bad thing. Men would kill to see what you saw, and I'd maim them if they did." "Yeah, but you're not Murasaki!" Splash frowns, "Heck, I picked that swimsuit out for her, and you just... TOOK IT!" The red-haired Rocket glances down at the few particles of purple swimsuit tied on her wrist, "That explains the problems I had with it in the first place. Since Murasaki doesn't have T or A, and I have excessive amounts of both, I'm all over the place when I wear it... but now that I think about it, that's not really a problem if most of the judges are men. As for the color purple? I guess I'll just paint my nails purple to match with it, but before that, I need to get Omelette into her costume. The most important part of the costume is the special effects, and since Omelette is going to be an angel, she needs to fly..." Splash's eyes widen, he spits out saliva as if it were something he was drinking, and he shakes his head, "No way! Chanseys can't fly, just like Persians and telepathic Pikachus can't! It's against the rules of physics, and if you need to use that kind of a gimmick to win the contest, then you should just write your own autobiography away from mainstream society..." One of Minax's eyebrows peeks over the top rim of her sunglasses, "It looks like all this thinking about Murasaki has fried your brain. Defying the laws of physics is not what I had in mind." Minax plucks the third Pokeball off her belt and extends her arm forward. The beam that shoots from the Pokeball when it pops open gathers on the ground and forms into a Pidgey, who stretches out his wings and flaps them a few times. Minax points at the Pidgey's wings, "Those will be Omelette's wings." "No, that's worse!" Splash flails his arms about frantically, not wanting Minax to be banned from society, knowing that if that were to happen he would be less likely to find Murasaki again, "Cutting the parts off one Pokemon and attaching them to another is fine, but they can't still be functional on the other Pokemon. The wings can't be used to fly when they're grafted onto on Omelette, because it's... not... possible, since... something about neurons... I forget, but you just can't do it!" Minax stares at Splash throughout his entire rant and stays silent for a moment after he finishes, then says, "I'd slap you right now, but I think that perhaps the blows to the head are what destroyed what few brain cells were left in your head and I might still need you to carry out one more task before telling you where Murasaki is." She sets Omelette down on the ground next to Fluke the Pidgey, places Fluke's claws gripping Omelette's arms, and says, "Pidgey, try flying." Fluke flaps his wings vigorously, since still afraid of Minax, but since Omelette has become so heavy from eating the same high calorie foods as Minax, the bird can't fly very high before getting tired and descending back onto the ground. The Pidgey cowers away from Minax for his failure, covering his face with his wings, and cooing pleas for mercy, "Pidgey... Pidgey..." Minax calls the frightened creature back into his Pokeball, and hands the Pokeball to Splash, "Here, train this Pidgey until he evolves into a Pidgeotto. This will be your last task before I tell you what Murasaki's location is. I was going to make you paint my nails and look for Omelette's angel costume, but I will take care of those myself. Meet me back here when you're done." She sits down on the pavement, and grabs her purple nail polish bottle. She paints her fingernails one by one, glancing up occasionally to see Splash stumbling through the Porta Vista beaches looking for Pokemon that weak a Pidgey can defeat. -Minax