From: Arcangel (arcangel@theseed.net) Subject: [PW!] I can see clearly now my writer's block has gone...pt2 Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000/04/19 OOC: whoa, 2 posts for PW! in 2-3 days, next i'll be finishing Stadium in 5 minutes... ;-) *WHEN WE LEFT OFF: VARAIT GOT A CONTRACT WITH SOME ROCKETS IN CELADON....* Varait took the pokéball containing the Fearow and handed it to a little kid. "Present for ya." Carrying on, he saw the large gambling den known as Game Corner just ahead. Outside, a few people lurked dejectedly."Gamblers....obviously bad ones...." thought Varait as one approached. "Battle me? I need money," the Gambler said. "Any excuse to test my improvements..." with that, Varait released a Scyther, dark blue in colour. "Ready Deathstrike? Let's see what he has...." The Gambler, obviously pleased to see a Normal type, withdrew a pokéball from his pocket. "Weezing, go!" Varait grinned. Fool. This will be over quick.... As the slow lumbering lump of gas ball lurched towards the Scyther, it suddenly lept into the air, bringing it's scythe arms together on top of the slow creature. The Weezing screamed, before deflating on the floor,it's second head seperate from the main body. "What the Hell was that move?" the Gambler asked. "Well, the Cut HM seemed a little weak, so i modified it's training for greater damage. The effect is has depends on the user." With this, he lifted the wallet and coin purse from the Gambler's belt. "Thanks for the money," he called back as he neared the gambling den. Out front, true to the messages word, stood a Rocket, flipping coins. "what do you want?" it asked, before Varait grabbed him by the throat. "You on a stretcher, but for now my contract will do." As he hit the floor, the Rocket caught his breath before replying, "I'll allow you the second bit. This way, Varait..." OOC: woohoo! Done!