From: Jose L. Solano (jsolano199@aol.comlink) Subject: [PW!F] Paging Dr. Retwin Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000-12-02 19:42:50 PST Pokewars-Future: Jake Retwin "Paging Dr. Retwin" Jose L. Solano "Your move," said Trent Retwin. He was a tall man in his early twenties, carrying a scar over his blood red eye. Seated across the table from him was Jake Retwin, a medium-sized man in his late twenties, sporting a pair of glasses in front of his sky blue eyes. "You'll never learn, Ian," Jake said as he moved a bishop, taking Trent's knight in the process. "Again?" "You keep forgetting that the bishop moves diagonally." Jake sat back in his chair while Trent looked at the board. "Your move." "You don't have to keep reminding me. I'm not an idiot." Trent slid a rook to the opposite side of the board. "Check." Jake quickly moved his bishop back, taking Trent's rook. "That's your problem, Trent. You never think ahead. You do something and before you can react, your opponent gains the upper hand." "I don't need you to tell me my weaknesses." Trent moved his queen and took Jake's bishop. "Check." "What?" "What did I tell you, Jake? I'm not an idiot." Jake moved his knight and took Trent's queen. Trent looked at the board, not quite sure what just happened. "If you'd only seen the other possibilities, Trent." Jake moved his queen up one space. "I do, Jake." Trent moved his bishop up two spaces, taking Jake's queen. "It's just that you can't always see the other possibilities. You have to do what you can. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose." "Heh, I guess we both have much to learn..." "Jake, wake up!" "Excuse me?" "I said wake up!" Jake woke up and quickly sat up. He had fallen asleep in his chair, in front of him a table with a plastic chess set. There was nobody on the opposite end. "What is it, Riley?" Jake asked, rubbing his eyes. Next to him was a Riley, a Sneasel gifted with the ability of speech. "The egg's hatching!" "Is that all?" Jake put his glasses on and stood up. It was eleven o'clock at night, but Jake had been awake for two days straight before his nap. He followed Riley into the incubation room to find the egg beginning to crack. Riley licked his lips in anticipation. Though he was somewhat civilized, his instincts still told him that whatever came out of the egg was to be considered food. He was good at keeping his temptations to himself, but he knew one day he'd forget and eat whatever was inside the egg, developed or not. Jake watched closely as the crack became a hole. Inside, he saw something blue, but couldn't distinguish what it was. Soon another piece of the shell came off, and then another. A big blue shape stuck out. "WOOPA!" The head stuck out even more, revealing two feeler-like protrusions on either side of the head, and two beady eyes accompanied by a goofy smile. "WOOPA!" "Wooper? It's just a Wooper?" Jake said. "Well, what were you expecting? A Suicune?" "No, maybe a Mantine or a Corsola... anyway, I'm going to bed. Take it to the pond out back." "WOOPA!" The Wooper jumped off the incubator and stood next to Jake. It looked up at him with the same goofy expression. "Look, I'm tired. Riley will take you to your new home, ok?" "WOOPA!" "Riley, translate for me." "You expect me to know? It's just a baby," Riley said. Jake began to walk down the hall towards his room. Riley carried the baby Wooper and started towards the backyard, where Jake hoped to keep several Pokemon for observation. The Wooper jumped out of Riley's arms and waddled after Jake. "Hey, get back here!" Riley yelled as he chased him. The Wooper began to rub its head against Jake's leg, leaving a sticky slime on it. "My pants! Wooper, go away!" Jake took a pair of latex gloves from the shelf, slipped them on, and picked Wooper up. "Alright Wooper, to the pond with you!" "Wooopaaaa..." "Sorry, Wooper. You belong in the pond." Jake started walking towards the door to the backyard. "It's not much now, but you'll have some buddies in a few months, I'll make sure to get some more Wooper to keep you company. Sound good?" "Wooopaaa..." "Well, it either can't understand a thing I'm saying or..." "It thinks your its mother!" Riley said with a grin. "No, that can't be it! Wooper don't assume that the first thing they see is their mother..." Jake looked at the goofy smiled on Wooper's face. "...Do they?" "Now don't be mean to your baby, Jake, it wants breast milk!" "Don't make me slap you, Riley. I'm sure it thinks I'm its father." "Ok then, buy it a new car and wait for it to drive you insane! Works like a charm for people who want to age quickly and take advantage of senior citizen discounts!" "Oh, shut up, Riley. I guess it just needs some company. Here you go." Jake handed the Wooper to Riley. "Wha-?! Why me?!" "Because I'm tired and you're nocturnal. Goodnight." Jake walked down the hall and up a few stairs. "So what do you want to do, Wooper?" Riley asked. "WOOPA!" "Woopa, eh? I guess it'd be fun to be a Wooper... if you can only say one word, might as well have fun doing it. Lemme try... Wooper. Wooper. Wooper. Wooper... WOOPA! WOOPA! How was that? Did I say any nasty words?" The room was silent. "Hey, where'd you go? You playing hide and seek?" Riley took a good whiff of the air. He looked around for a few seconds. "Oh, so you just left me... ah, there you are!" Riley spotted the Wooper at the stairway, jumping up a step. Riley decided to stay where he was and let the Wooper bug Jake. After all, a father has to spend quality time with his son. "What the- Riley, I told you to keep it company!" "Sorry, but I said I'd try to sleep at night, so I better start now! Goodnight!" Jake sat up in his bed, the Wooper sitting next to him. It kept looking at him with the same goofy smile. "Alright, I'll let you stay here tonight, but tomorrow you have to sleep in the pond, alright?" "WOOPA!" "So you understand?" "WOOPA!" "What's two plus two?" "WOOPA!" "Hey, doesn't a severed foot sound like tons of fun?" "WOOPA!" "Heh... alright then. Sweet dreams, Wooper."