From: Adrian Tymes (wingcat@pacbell.net) Subject: [PW!] Not going to PokèDisney Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000/08/11 [Let's see if my baka network will let *this* one through...] Continue wrote: > "AMY AND THE MARIA TWINS!" The crowd cheers wildly once > Slate makes his announcement. "Come on back onto the runway with > your pokemon, so everybody can see the winners!" > > The cheering continues as Amy comes out with her Jigglypuff, followed > by both Marias, Memuyo, and the cloaked form of Drake. Upon > reaching the end of the runway, the assembled winners wave to the > cheering and hooting crowd. The applause went on and on. It almost felt like the better part of a week before Aerie came out of her reviere. Not that she had been motionless, but the bowing, accepting the award, the speech, even the three-way stereo dumping of some jerk who wanted to date "all three of yas at once"...it all seemed automatic, as if someone else was driving. "Mimic *ask*..." Even with her upbringing, this was the first time she had been genuinely appreciated by anyone except Seth. True, it was for being someone else, but that was just a sort of acting. It was still her that was being appreciated, regardless of the face. "Aerie? Hello?" And now...her mirror image was waving both hands in her field of view and looking very concerned. "Mimic no see anyone use hypnosis, but Aerie out of it." "Huh? Oh, sorry, Mimic. Were you saying something?" "Mimic ask what next. SS Anne blown to pieces, so cruise over. Mimic call up Oak; Oak say that MissingNo. key to Aerie and Mimic, so at least one of us almost certain know if/when companions return, but nothing else can do but wait." "Seth..." "And Maria. Not here." Mimic shrugged, not a hint of concern in his voice. "So, go on." "That's odd. I thought you loved Maria." "Mimic did...maybe. But, no can do anything. No use worrying - worrying provably produce nothing of use - so do something else." "...that's cold." "Is Mimic. Is Doppler, too. Pretty sure is part of Seth and Aerie, from what know." Aerie frowned. The concepts did seem familiar...one of the things her father had drilled into her, deeper than the programming, she supposed. "You learned that from the Rockets, didn't you?" "No. From Oak." "..." "Logic only rarely apply emotions. But sometimes does. When does, then like with all things, logic wins...*if* applied correctly. This one example." "...I think I see your point." "Think on it if need be. But first, need decide what do next. Mimic think tag along with Drake for short while, see what turn up." "I think...I need to think for a while." Aerie glanced at her mirror image. "It doesn't need to be said, does it?" "What, that given fate, we'll run into each other again before know it?" Aerie smirked. "Something like that. Until then." And then she was gone, a gust of wind and a pidgey rapidly dissapearing into the distance her only signs of passage. --- A statue that could pass for an uncarved boulder lurked in a particularly dark shadow. The only signs of motion was the wind playing through various leaves and grass stems, and a meowth pouncing on one of those leaves every so often. Memuyo's tail twitched as he sensed something approaching. Turning to look, he only saw another leaf drifting his way. Unthreatening, but it was still a pounce target, blowing closer... ...and closer... ...and closer... ...and shouldn't it be in pounce range already?... ...and closer... ...and that's larger than a leaf has business being... Memuyo barely dodged the giant vegetation pouncing on him. "Almost." The leaf shimmered, turned red, and pooled into another meowth, which smiled at the first. "Nice dodge." "Meowth." The statue moved, revealing itself to actually be a formerly resting dragonite. "So, what'd she say?" Mimic shrugged. "Like me, she have no need for money. Here." He proffered up two slips of paper - his and Aerie's portion of the prize money, with Maria's perfectly forged signature on the back endorsing them over to whoever held the checks. Drake blinked, then took the notes. "I still don't understand..." And ducked a stream of coins. Mimic shrugged again. "Still no know quite how Pay Day work, but can do it as needed. Maybe need money if someday want become super rich or something, but Mimic think can contribute better by what Mimic can do and be and others can not. Mimic do what only Mimic can to make world better place. And that no need that much money." "...right." TBC?