From: ~Xus: I'm afraid of Regis and Cathy Lee~ (iha1979@mmcable.com) Subject: [PW] TR must die Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000/03/21 After all that Shikaku had done, he had to admit, for an assasin, he was tired. He went to his room to take a rest. Saving damsels in distress and killing off wasn't his usual type of day- just the killing off. He took his shirt off. While putting it in the dirty pile of clothes, he saw the letters 'ATR' in the corner of it. He picked it up. Nothing but an 'R'. Could he have been hallucinating? He shrugged it off and went to sleep. "ATR...ATR....ATR...ATR...ATR...ATR.." the words seemed to keep ringing in his sleep. He opened his eyes. His facial hair was thick, as if he hadn't shaved for a week. He looked around him. He was strapped to a chair in a dark room with a single bulb of light. He was fully dressed in random attire- but he noticed one thing. The letters 'ATR' on the strap of the chair. "You're going to help us, Shikaku." a voice from the darkness called to him. "Who's there? I swear I'll cut you--" "Don't worry, you're going to love me soon enough." He walked forward. His face was masked, but he has a long, sharp needle in his hand. It was full of a strange liquid- to the right of him he pulled a cart with a a large ammount of surgic tools. He silently walked forward and proceeded to stick the needle in Shikaku despite all signs of resistence. 3 days later Shikaku got on deck and went around to meet some girls. He sat down and stretched- his shirt was short and was pulled up over his stomach, and a tattoo with the letters 'ATR' appeared. -- Xus- I'm afraid of Regis and Cathy Lee