Subject: Re: [PW!] Maiden's Peak, Revisited Date: 30 Oct 2001 15:36:27 -0800 From: wingcat@pacbell.net (Adrian Tymes) Organization: http://groups.google.com/ Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon "R. Tech Weaver - Biggest Dreamer" <nichirasu@hotmail.com> wrote in message news:<9rmvip$f3c$1@suaar1ab.prod.compuserve.com>... > "Rob" <robfrompw@yahoo.com> wrote in message > news:3BD88AE4.21301B7E@yahoo.com... > > He yells, "Someone help me!" When he notices that the Tauros and Miltank are > > swapping spit and remembers how Kitsu told him that she's been losing control > > when she transforms into a Pokemon, Marvin's afraid that he's about to be > > seriously hurt. He figures that Mimic's the only one who can stop Xerox, so he > > shouts, "Mimic! Where are you?!" [OOC: ...and, of *course*, I don't see this post until now... -_-] > Seeing that Kitsu was almost upon him, Marvin cringed and ducked. Kitsu > launched off his back and leapt into the air. She moved like a blur, > striking the Ursaring across the jaw and landing behind it. She paused a > moment to catch her breath and tuned her ears to try and discern the > Ursaring's next actions. Xerox would not be so easily distracted by Doppler's trick. He was still in front of her, still in the shape of her master. This was just like taking out a double team: strike the real target, and the doubles go away. And so she continued her charge. Seeing no help coming despite his plea, Marvin dodged at the last second, only his arm remaining in Xerox's path. It hit palm forward, impact causing the fingers to close...and clutch something they found there, something that did not appear among the smooth ursaring belly fur. Momentum carried Xerox beyond, casting Marvin's arm to the side painfully, though it remained attached. He bolted for the cover of the nearby forest, only to be reminded of the object in his hand two steps later. He glanced back to find a pink object reminiscent of intestines stretching from his hand to Xerox's stomach, which she was currently clutching in pain. With Xerox turned away, Marvin could not see if he had actually torn open a hole in her skin, but he doubted it. Their position did give Xerox's feet purchase to resist his tugging. On a hunch, he gripped with both hands and pulled harder, and was soon rewarded with a *pop* as the thing came free. He tumbled in a classic one-man wheel into the bushes, safely out of sight as Xerox recovered just in time to be pounced upon by Kitsu. Though only his ears informed him of the activities outside: his eyes were focused on the ditto in front of him who could only possibly be one individual, though from the looks of it a rather thoroughly unconscious individual. TBC?