From: RobfromVoid (RobfromVoid@prodigy.net) Subject: Re: [PW!] A One-Sided Battle in a New Gym Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000-08-23 19:36:06 PST Adrian Tymes wrote: > "It's the Diversity Gym now. I was about to fill the pool." > > "Just a second." In a flash, Doppler was a ladder leading up the side > of the concrete basin. "Ok, you heard the human. Anyone who can't > swim, and for courtesy's sake anyone who can, let's get topside." "Hmm, a talking ladder... how interes- A TALKING LADDER?!" Robert blinks, rubs his eyes, and watches the ladder that just spoke as many Pokemon stumble to climb it. Robert furrows his brow, "I've missed more than I thought. Just how many inventions were made in the few months I can't remember?" Robert sighs sicne Rilli's not around to answer his question. Many of the Pokemon obeyed Doppler and left the area to seek out more information about the Pokemon Resistance. In fact, ninety-nine of them did. At the bottom of the empty pool stands a dopey Seel with his tongue sticking out. Robert leans over to look into the pool and makes an odd face at the lone Seel, "Why didn't you get out of the water? Or... uh, the dehydrated water... or something... In any case, why didn't you get out of it?" "Seel! Seel, Seel." The Seel righteously declares in his ridiculously goofy voice, "Seel." "Oh... yes... of course. That's the reason. 'Seel'... yes." Robert glances over to the ladder still on the side of his pool and shrugs. He hits the lever that starts filling the pool, even though the defiant Seel is still inside the empty space. The ladder pulls itself out of the pool and transforms into a more advanced form of the Seel within the pool, a Dewgong. The elegant white creature of the sea gracefully lifts his tail to cover his mouth while he clears his throat very politely. "ThE SeEL SaId ThAt... HuH?!" The Dewgong recoils in shock and dismay at the weird mismatched voice that comes with such a beautiful Pokemon, then clears his throat again, to speak in his usual tone, "The Seel said that he does not believe in the ideals of the Pokemon Resistance, claiming that our end does not justify our means. Though it sounded particularly foolish coming from his mouth since he sounds like a sick Growlithe suffering from athsma, it would sound foolish coming from anyone's mouth." Robert leans forward towards the Dewgong and exclaims, "Wow! A Ditto, right? Are you some sort of head honcho over at the Pokemon Resistance factory? I think I support the Pokemon Resistance. At least I'm told that I do. I even released 90% of my Pokemon from their Pokeballs... for some odd reason. Now they loaf about my house, and one doesn't want to ever leave me alone... Right, Raichu?" The female Raichu leaps up onto Robert's shoulder and rubs her yellow cheek against his. "That's odd. Many Pikachu lose their desire to be cute and playful when they evolve into Raichu." The Dewgong says, stroking his chin with one flipper, "I personally believe that Ash Ketchum was paid a large sum of money by toy makers to not evolve his Pikachu when he became a celebrity, saying that no one would want to purchase stuffed 'irate orange fatbags'. Then again, it would be rather illogically prejudice of me to say that all Raichu are the same. I'll just say that yours is... unique." Robert pets his Raichu on her back as she licks his face, "Thanks, I think. Have we met before? There's a pretty big chance that I met you in the past few months and don't remember you. I mean, how else would you be able to come into my Gym without asking permission, and just hours before the big party? Maybe I just forgot that I wanted you here early..." The water level in the pool continues to rise, and the Seel who has been glaring at Doppler for the past few minutes rises with it. -Robert