Subject: [PW!] Mount Moon Mission
Date: Thu, 26 Dec 2002 10:59:17 GMT
Organization: AT&T Worldnet
"No, we're walking. I hate Teleportation," a purple-haired woman tells
her male traveling companion as they walk out of the Saffron City Magnet
Train Station at night. The woman's wearing a tight white shirt, brown
vest, a brown belt, faded blue jeans, and knee-high black leather boots.
"Why? It's so much faster." The man pleads, "C'mon, Marcia, let me
Teleport us. We can be in Pewter in the blink..."
"I hate Pewter even more than Teleportation, Doppler." The woman presses
on, walking at a fast pace towards the northern exit of Saffron City,
"We're going to enter Mount Moon through the east entrance, even if it
means climbing a few cliffs to get there."
"You're so difficult." Doppler sighs as he passes through Saffron City's
northern police outpost. Once on the other side, he comments, "You're
being selfish, too. Aerie's probably still under the control of those
Unown. The longer she is, the more trouble she can get herself into."
"You're right." Marcia nods. Seconds before Doppler can grab her hand to
Teleport her, she says, "So let's run," and starts racing towards
Cerulean City, leaving Doppler behind.
"Wait, I can turn into a Rapidash and-" Doppler tries shouting, but
Marcia keeps running, ignoring him. Doppler turns into a Rapidash
anyway, a little upset that Marcia didn't want to ride him, and races to
catch up with her. He's surprised how fast she can run when it takes him
about a minute to catch up with her. While he can run faster than the
female human in his current form, he decides to slow his pace since he
very much enjoys the view that he's privy to thanks to his eyes being on
the sides of his head - Marcia's breasts bobbing as she runs.
When they arrive at Cerulean City, Marcia decides to take a break. She
collapses onto a bench outside the local Bike Store. Although Doppler
could continue running without trouble if he wanted to, he morphs back
into his standard male form and sits down next to her. After Marcia
catches her breath, she observes, "Ten years ago, I could run all the
way from Saffron to Mount Moon without getting tired. Age can really
take its toll on a person. Though I guess you wouldn't know, being that
you're always regenerating your body..."
"I do know. Ditto do die, and not just when shot by sexy Team Rocket
members." Doppler muses, looking up at the moon as Marcia glances over
at him. He explains, "It takes hundreds of years sometimes, but as we
age, just like any other living being, our cells begin to falter during
replication. After about two hundred years, Ditto start losing the
ability to Transform. The ability is so crucial to our being that once
it is completely lost, Ditto become senile and pass away. I do worry
about the effects of aging - I'll probably live longer than the average
Ditto due to the experiments conducted on me, but I will eventually die
- and I won't be able to come back like the time you killed me."
Now Marcia looks up at the moon as she says, "You know, Dee - you have
changed. Your arrogance is almost completely gone, and I like that. I
mean, I never thought I'd see you be afraid, or cry, or worry about
aging. If you weren't so hung up on getting in my pants, I could see
myself considering you a friend instead of just a co-worker." She stands
up from the bench and adjusts her brown jacket. "C'mon, we've got a
Pokedex to reclaim." She jogs westward, headed towards Mount Moon.
Dee stands up, stretches, and chases after Marcia. He decides to keep
his current form since it's convenient for climbing the cliffs up ahead.
Sensing that Dee is catching up with her, Marcia glances back and tells
him, "I don't know why you think I'd be helpful on this mission, Dee. My
days of murdering Pokemon are over. And if I see you kill any people or
Pokemon, let's just say I won't feel comfortable with you working at a
Pokemon Center anymore..."
"I wanted you to come along precisely because I'm not going to kill
anyone." Dee admits as he catches up to Marcia, "The combined power of
all the individuals in the Pokemon Resistance is even greater than my
own. You've mastered some of the skills that I've never been very good
at - stealth and subtlety. I've been improving ever since I got over my
Godzilla Complex, but I'm still not as skilled at being sneaky as you
Marcia smirks, "When you're a thief who spends most of her time in a
city full of psychics, you learn how to make yourself seem invisible."
Arriving at the first small cliff, both she and Dee climb it as she
adds, "I'm going to disguise myself even further when we get to the
entrance of Mount Moon, though, so no one will recognize me if we do get
caught. The members of the Pokemon Resistance probably know what I look
like, especially if you had a bunch of clones of me running around a few
years ago when you had one of your agents steal my DNA."
"Yeah, sorry about that..." Dee approaches the second cliff along with
Marcia and they both start climbing it. On his way up, he says, "But
look on the bright side - if I hadn't done that, Aerie would never have
Marcia reaches the top before Dee and looks down at him when she says,
"Need I remind you that Aerie's the reason we're having this problem to
begin with? I'm not sure how you can consider her being born 'the bright
"...I thought you liked Aerie." Dee lifts himself up to Marcia's eye
level, "If you didn't, why would you be going through all this trouble
just to free her from the control of the shiny Unown?"
Marcia turns her gaze away from Dee, "Oh, maybe because if the shiny
Unown get what they want, the whole world's going to be frozen in time?
I thought Aerie could gather the Unown to stop that from happening, but
then I find out they're using her to make it happen faster."
Dee frowns, "So you don't care what happens to our daughter? You told
"I know what I said. And I do care about Aerie." Marcia grabs onto a
protruding rock of the third and last cliff before the entrance to Mount
Moon, "I'm just saying our lives would be much easier if she hadn't been
born. I didn't want a daughter, but now that I have one, I'm trying to
make the best of it. When Omelette was born, I was planning on eating
her, hence the nickname. But I started getting attached to her over time
and now I love her so much I let her stay in the safety of the Pokemon
Center in case something goes wrong during this mission. I know my
Crobat can handle himself in dangerous situations, but Omelette is a
healer, not a fighter. I imagine I'll love Aerie some day as much as I
love Omelette. I did come here because I want Aerie to be free from the
control of the shiny Unown, but mainly I'm looking out for the world."
"Maybe someday you'll love me that much too." Dee comments quietly to
himself. He then gestures to the cave opening leading into Mount Moon,
"We're here. What're you going to disguise yourself as? You already dyed
your hair purple - that should be enough."
"A simple dye job might fool a ten year old boy and a group of his
friends, but I doubt it'll fool the Pokemon Resistance." Marcia opens up
a brown bag strapped to the belt tied around her waist. She pulls out a
makeup kit that includes face putty, turns away from Dee, and starts
applying it to her face using the kit's mirror. A moment later, she
pulls some more accessories out of her bag and puts them on her face.
When Marcia turns around, she looks much older than she really is - her
face sags slightly due to face putty she applied to it, she's wearing
glasses over her eyes, which are now blue instead of dark brown thanks
to colored contact lenses, and her makeup is much darker than usual.
Purple eyeshadow makes her eyes look smaller and putty around her nose
makes it look fatter. "Okay, I'm ready. If you absolutely MUST Teleport
so that we're not seen, do it. Otherwise, lead the way."