Subject: Re: [PW!] The SECOND Race Date: Mon, 3 Jun 2002 18:49:27 -0700 From: "Tech Weaver - Biggest Dreamer with Bathtubs Full of Hope!" <nichirasu@hotmail.com> Organization: CompuServe Interactive Services Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon "ajdrol" <reeses29@cox.net> wrote in message news:I5QK8.58321$oh.2745193@news1.west.cox.net... > "Pokemon, get ready!" the announcer said. Bob was in the audience with > Amber, Jason, Kurt, Solo, and Vixxen. He was watching the stall with his > Sandslash (or was it Sandshrew?) in it. (OOC: What does Bob look like?) > Vixxen was rather silent, which was unusual for the active, raging Pikachu > girl. Her blonde hair laid over her back, covering most of the grey shirt > she wore. Jason, a 19 year old human, (which seem to be in short supply > these days, these full humans) was sitting next to Amber. He had black > spikes bleached blonde, was wearing a white shirt with a hawaiian shirt over > it and baggy blue jeans. Amber was a sneasle girl, with long, auburn hair, > and amber-colored eyes. She wore a white shirt with a blue plaide one over > it, and a pair of blue jeans. Solo, a rather clueless Meowth-boy, was next > to Vixxen. His hair was a light brown, and he wore simply a white shirt and > blue jeans. Kurt, another one of those rare, pure-bred humans, sat a bit > apart from every one else. He wore a black jacket over a red shirt, and > black pants. He had jet black spiked hair. > [Snip] > "And you're both blushing like it's going out of style!" she continued > taunting. "And when I found you guys when I came back, you were both wrapped > up in a blanket!" > "I was cold," was all Amber could mumble. > It clicked in Solo's mind. > "AH!!!! They had---" > "No!" Vixxen cut him off. "They're in LOOOOOOOOOVE!" > She laughed evilly. > Solo only looked at her strangely. "Really? I never would have guessed..." > TBC > Kitsu sat nearby, in her white samurai robes, white hair in cascading spikes, and her black sword at her side. She wasn't sitting with them in particular, but she was close enough to hear the conversation. She listened to the exchange with a smirk. She found it quite amusing. -- Chet "Tech" Weaver's Revised Basic Sig All that's required of us is to survive. Anything else is a product of modern society. Desperado Coyote! http://desperadocoyote.keenspace.com "No ride is complete without a clown in an electric chair." -- My brother "You're going to be the death of me someday, Anakin." -- Obi-Wan Kenobi, Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones