From: Cat-Gonk (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Subject: Re: [PW!] Body Shopping
Date: 2000-09-06 00:46:40 PST
Meeh! Meeh meeh 04 Sep 2000 20:56:09 GMT, caheeh meeh meeh
email@example.comSailorV (Survivor Pick of the Week is..Kelly) meeh
>That was Arcanine. Experience gave this Pokemon strength, and also the
>knowledge with how to deal with Rocket smoke bombs: cry like a Krabby just took
>a chunk out of your testicles. Pausing only the few seconds necessary to build
>tears, Arcanine took off where he last saw Night Shade.
>It took Pidgeot but a minute to clear the smoke well enough for the group to
>retrieve their bearings. When they were able to look around, they were greeted
>with the sight of Arcanine lying across Kirsty's stomach about 40 yards away,
>easily holding her down. They quickly surrounded the pair.
>"Arrgh..." groaned the ghost. "Damn dog."
>The four looked at each other, then at Kirsty's body. Suddenly, the body went
>limp and Arcanine's head snapped down. Its head went through a few brief
>convulsions, then remained steadfast.
>"The ghost left her body!" Jon yelled.
>"I think it's in Arcanine! Watch out!" Damian cautioned. "NO!" Sarah Jane
>yelled, Pokedex in hand. "It's moving that way through the woods, towards the
>main campus commons!"
>"And if it gets there..." Runt started...
>"It has a choice of about 200 bodies to inhabit," Sarah Jane finished.
>"We gotta stop it!"
Pidgeot and Arcanine led the charge, bearing down after the
flickering image racing towards the woods. The rest of the group were
close behind, struggling to keep up with the Pokemon. It seemed that
any Pokemon unable to keep pace with the others were attacking the
spectre from a distance, but their attacks didn't seem to faze it at
all. It was as if Night Shade wasn't even there.
Kirsty's body lay spent and lifeless, a discarded bundle of flesh and
blood. Keeping his distance, a young student who had been watching the
battle unfold carefully approached Kirsty's corpse, and reached down
to feel the pulse on her neck. To his dismay, there was nothing, not
even the faintest signs of life. He stood up, and turned to walk away.
(OOC: I went through Yoda's sig, and I saw the Z-Man quote...)
"I'm still alive you moron."
Night Shade tore into him with a powerful psionic attack, made even
more viscious by her anger at having been defeated at the hands of
mere children. He didn't even have time to guard his mind against the
attack, he was dead before he even realised Kirsty was still alive.
To anyone else, it would have appeared that he was unhurt, as he was
standing upright, but his eyes had glazed over and his mind had been
"Be thankful" said Night Shade coldly to the dead body in front of
her, "that I have neither the time nor the energy to possess you.".
Looking into the distance, the group of trainers that she had attacked
earlier were still chasing her mental projection. Moving it into a
crowd of students, she stopped projecting the image, making it appear
as if "the ghost" had possessed someone in the crowd.
A wisp of spectral energy engulfed the thick clipboard in the
student's hands, scanning the pages for signs of Pokemon worth
"Charmander, L13, Keith Peterson."
"Charmeleon, L24, William Adams."
"Charmeleon, L37, Tracey O'Neill."
"Charizard, L43, Jessica Ivory."
"Charizard, L86, Trainer Unknown."
The student's list was a record of all the Pokemon living in the
Rosetta University that weren't wild or owned by the staff or
students. The last entry on the list had to be her Charmeleon. After
more than a decade of living in the wild, it would have had to have
evolved by now.
"Nest, Enclosure 23A."
Night Shade already knew the layout of the place, having studied it
extensively before she had embarked on her final heist. "That's too
far away," she thought, "I can't go that far without being seen, or
teleport without being noticed."
Drawing on her mental energy, Night Shade searched the entire town for
Charizard's mental signature. Kadabra knew what it was while it was
still alive, and thus, Night Shade had inherited the memory from her
now-deceased Pokemon when she absorbed its powers.
In a matter of minutes, Night Shade had located her Pokemon. It was at
the target ranges, testing its Flamethrower attack. Concentrating,
Night Shade initiated her first attempt at telepathy.
"It's me, Night Shade."
The contact broke off, Night Shade unable to restrain from giggling as
a passing stranger was shaken and Thundershocked by a trainer
believing him to be possessed by a ghost.
"It's me, your former master."
Charizard turned away from the targets, and flew into the air. . His voice, even though it was only a projection of
his thoughts, sounded deeper and more worldly-wise.
"Would I be talking to you otherwise?"
"Look, I can explain it all later. At the moment, I need you to create
a distraction. Attack those people below you. One of them stole my
Pokebelt while I was unawares, and I want it back. Once I've got it,
we'll Teleport out of here. Got that?"
Charizard looked down at the earth below. Indeed, a Butterfree was
following alongside a large group of trainers running frantically
through a crowd. One of them held a Pokebelt rather than wearing it.
The mental voice sounded like that of Kadabra's and his former
master's combined together, but he couldn't be sure.
"That's my Charmeleon, oop, Charizard." Night Shade wasn't used to her
companion's new name. "Don't worry about finding me, I'll find you."
Swooping down to the earth below, Charizard let fly with a barrage of
flames. Though there would have been at least ten trainers with the
capability to destroy him in the throng below, they didn't have enough
time to do anything but run for cover.
"That's my distraction." Vanishing in a flicker of energy, Night Shade
re-appeared beside Runt.
"What's happening? I just woke up."
Night Shade knew he wouldn't believe her if he thought about it, but
like everyone else, he was more concerned with his own safety rather
than uncovering what was in control of Kirsty's body. For the moment,
she could blend in.
Corkscrewing around a blast of Thunder, Charizard unleashed another