Subject: Re: [PW!] Thoughts and Wanderings Date: Sun, 29 Dec 2002 21:49:43 GMT From: Adrian Tymes <> Organization: Prodigy Internet Newsgroups: Chet Weaver Roasting On an Open Fire, Jack Frost Nipping At Your Toes... wrote: > Wanna hear a secret? I was reading newsgroup messages when > "Adrian Tymes" <> wrote in message > >>"Last we saw, it was taken by a Rocket calling himself 'The >>Clockstopper'," Yolei replied. "He could be anywhere by now." >> > [NS: Uh, I don't think the Masked Rocket and the Clockstopper are the same > Rocket, nor has Yolei met the latter.] [NS: Oops. Just change one to the other, then.] > [Snip] > >>As Bob walked back in, his gear packed, Aerie continued, "Okay, Lynkeru, >>you can hand them over now." >> >>"Hand what over?" >> >>Aerie rolled her eyes. "The shiny unown." >> >>"He already has what I took from you." >> >>"The *other* shiny unown." >> >>"What are you talk-" >> >>A small hyper beam soared harmlessly out the window, missing Lynkeru by >>half a head. "Don't play dumb with me. You have all this knowledge >>about the shiny unown, and you expect me to believe you haven't captured >>any but mine? I'll admit, I want something from the unown too, but I >>don't think Bob has any particular wishes. That means we can trust him >>with them more than we can trust each other. So hand them over, now!" >> > Lynkeru drew her swords. > > "If you want them, come and take them," Lynkeru challenged. "I'll take you on > easy!" > > Before an actual battle could start, Nurse Joy ran into the room. > > "Yolei, run!" Nurse Joy shouted. "Trent's here and he's looking for you!" > > As a man that at least resembled Trent and a woman dressed like an Eskimo > carrying a black Sandslash burst into the room, Lynkeru grabbed Yolei and dove > with her out the nearest window. Ironically, it was next to the window Aerie > had just broken. > > "What's he doing here!?" Yolei exclaimed. > > "Who cares, just run!" Lynkeru shouted as the two of them dashed off. "GET BACK HERE WITH THOSE UNOWN!" Aerie leapt out of the window in hot pursuit. Biting down an urge to state the obvious, Trent leapt after Aerie, Carol close behind. It was only when he hit the ground that Trent noticed Mimic had slid off, but he figured better than to see why Mimic was no longer with him. Back in the room, Bob, Raffy, and Joy stared after the chase, then back at Mimic. "Shouldn't we go after them?" Bob queried. "Ah, Mimic sure they be fine. Bob, Mimic should pick up their items and leave so Joy can clean up room." "If you say s-" #WATCH OUT!# Bob twisted aside as Mimic grabbed for the pokeballs with the unown. "Umm, excuse me, Aerie entrusted these to me. I can't let you have them." The edges of Mimic's eyes twinkled, as he tried to hold back their glow. "Mimic know. That why Mimic must have them: keep away from Aerie. Keep *far* away." Bob stepped back. "How many do you have?" Three shattered pokeballs dropped from Mimic's belly. "Just three. Plus five make eight." TBC?