Subject: Re: [PW!] [WC] [R3] Tricker's Treat! Date: Wed, 18 Dec 2002 19:24:22 -0800 From: "Chet Weaver Roasting On an Open Fire, Jack Frost Nipping At Your Toes..." <nichirasu@hotmail.com> Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Wanna hear a secret? I was reading newsgroup messages when "Adrian Tymes" <wingcat@pacbell.net> wrote in message news:3DFE96D7.2090400@pacbell.net... > [Snip] > Sip, bat, flash, return. Sip, bat, flash, return. Sip, bat, duck... > > *SPLAT* went Goldeen as it impacted the wall above Aerie hard enough to > chip out part of the coral. The referee did not even wait for it to > land behind Aerie before announcing, "Goldeen is unable to battle! > Psyduck is the winner!" > > Lynkeru blinked. Something seemed familiar about that sequence, as if > she had seen it in a dream before. > Actually, I vaguely recall having her use such a tactic in a PW, perhaps with bombs. > Aerie growled in annoyance. "Squirtle, you know what to do!" > > Squirtle's head broke the surface for just an instant, long enough for > the referee to acknowledge its presence and wave a flag at it, before > diving deep underwater. > The giant Jumbotron showed Squirtle diving for the base of Psyduck's platform, circling it and seeming to blow at it every so often. "Ha, we've got 'em now! Psyduck, take another sip then use that screen to figure out where your opponent is and attack!" Psyduck did as ordered, executing the plan flawlessly except for one part: its ice cold drink was empty, leaving it sipping nothing but air. The psychic blast that resulted was barely strong enough to ripple the water. "So, tell me. Does your psyduck know how to swim?" "Does it matter? If your squirtle won't fight, this match is over!" "Oh, it's fighting, alright. Heheh." Yolei checked the Jumbotron again. "What are you talking about? The only thing it's attacking is uh-oh PSYDUCK GET OUT OF THERE!" "Psy?" The warning came too late, as Squirtle's Water Guns and Hydro Pumps finally cracked through the column, sending Psyduck into the water. Psyduck splashed around frantically until Yolei recalled it. "Cute. But there's no way your squirtle will get back to the surface in time. Rink, GO!" Almost as soon as her quagsire finished materializing, Yolei continued, "Quick, use Earthquake like we practiced!" Rink scooted over to the waterline on Yolei's platform, observed the water, then began pounding away in carefully measured slams. In the stands, Blizzard flattened her ears. That sounded more like Supersonic than Earthquake. Aerie covered her ears. "What IS that?" Yolei hmphed. "Glad you asked! Rink's turning this entire coliseum into a giant tuning fork. Anyone in the water is going to sleep! Maybe your Squirtle could put up with it for a second or so, but by the time it can get up here, it'll be out cold." "Grrr..." Aerie's eyes glowed. Yolei's pokegear beeped urgently, causing her to take it out. It was still in the unown radar mode, and it was now detecting several powerful unown signals coming from Aerie's position. Once again, Yolei tried to see any unown on Aerie, but none were to be seen. "Hmm. Well, no harm trying." She took out an empty pokeball and chucked it across the arena, where it promptly locked onto Aerie. Had she been human, the ball would have bounced off. Had she been ditto, she would have been sucked inside with little fuss, unown and all. As it was, the ball locked onto approximately half her body mass and tried to turn it into energy. The result was arcs of red energy flying all over Aerie as her body faded partway to translucent red. Her face contorted into a scream, but with her lungs not working, no sound came out save the crackling of the pokeball's energies. Yolei blinked. This was not supposed to happen. Desparately, she typed into her pokegear, trying to access the ball to shut it off, teleport it away, *anything* to stop- A shot rang out. The pokeball shattered, its fading eminations returning Aerie to her previous state. Aerie collapsed onto all fours, breathing heavily. As the shot echoed around the arena, preventing anyone from determining just where it had been fired from, Trent sank back into the shadows and smiled. It was rarely a bad thing to be owed a favor, especially by one's employer. The referee blew his whistle and raised a flag. "For assaulting her opponent, Yolei Hernandez is disqualified! This match goes to Aer-" "YOU BITCH!!!" Aerie levitated from her platform and raced across the water, eyes no longer glowing but body surrounded by an aura of her own power. Ironically, the unown were now completely silent, drowned out by Aerie's pure rage. The next thing Yolei knew, one of the guards dragged her back into the trainer preparation area while a dragonite appeared in Aerie's path. Aerie punched it into the sky, but this slowed her down enough that another of the guards' dragonites nailed her to the wall with a hyper beam, which in turn stopped her long enough for a guard to jam some headphones on her and push Play on his walkmon. Ignoring this, Aerie whirled on Yolei and marched towards her, teeth gritted and hair gently blowing about. "You...are going to...suff...er..." Aerie collapsed at Yolei's feet, gently snoring. The guard was especially grateful he had picked up that underground, unauthorized recording of Sketch's Greatest Lullabies. -- Chet "Tech" Weaver's Revised Basic Sig Desperado Coyote! http://desperadocoyote.keenspace.com "No ride is complete without a clown in an electric chair." -- My brother "That depends on what you mean. If by 'ready' you mean 'superior to you in each and every way,' then, yes, I am." -- Vegito, DragonBall Z ("Meet Vegito")