Subject: Re: [PW!] Turning Red in The Greenhouse
Date: Wed, 03 Jul 2002 02:44:10 GMT
Organization: Cox Communications
"Clayton" wrote in message
> > (Good melding! ^_^ And thank you for the WB)
> (About the melding, no problem *puts Plot Polymerization Card back into
> a deck of plot devices*)
> (If WB mean Writer's Block then -- OOPS! My bad. *scratches head*)
(Naw, it means Welcome Back)
> That's what he said. Inwardly, he did mind a bit, but it's general
> not to tick off anyone that can beat you up, especially if they have the
> "To be totally honest, I'm not entirely sure. What I DO remember is
> getting completly slimed by this Tentacool and, then walking towards here.
> I guess the slime was poisonous, but I didn't realize that until it was
> too late. It took Raffy everything he had just to get me to the Pokemon
> Center. By that time, I was barely conscious. The last thing I heard was
> something about a treatment and saving my life. The next thing I know, it
> was the next morning, and I had an IV thing in my arm and foliage up my
> sleeve." Bob said, looking at the ground. Looking back up at Amber,
> who was still sweating "And what's your story? I mean claws aren't a
> natural human trait."
> Both chuckled a bit before Amber gave her story.
> "You're the lucky one. At least that should be reversable. I may not
> tha privledge. Even Nurse Joy has no idea if this can be undone and she
> would know better than anyone."
> Amber blinked a couple of times. "How would she know?"
> "Never mind." Bob said quickly. "How 'bout we find your friend Jason,
> then head down to the cafeteria for some lunch?" He asked, partly
> because he wanted a burger, and partly to change the subject away from
She nodded and said, "That's a good idea. Let's go."
They walked out of the greenhouse and through the various hallways. They
passed the Dark Room, which is exactly as it suggests: a dark room for
Darks. (OOC: I wonder if it would actually damage them, being weak to their
own kind and all...?)
Amber caught a Chansey as she went by. "You seen a blonde boy about my age
They found the Blissey the little Egg pokemon had mentioned and asked her
She pointed down the hall. They followed
her "finger" and entered the room where a Chansey, asked the same question,
And so the process went, until finally arriving at the same room they were
first directed to. As Amber was ready to explode, Bob snatched her wrist and
they ducked inside. Her anger was suppressed when she saw Jason and his
Pokemon (and Pachi) performing with their back to them. She waited until his
performance was over and then said, "You weren't here a minute ago..."
He jumped and turned around. "What? Oh! I was in the bathroom...I came back
and the bed was made. I suppose a Chansey was in here while I was gone..."
"Ah. That explains it. Any ways, good job! I have hardly heard you sing
"Mmhmm. But we're getting some lunch. You coming?"
"Sure. Let me pack up."
He returned his Pokemon, then started to return Pachi too when she shook her
head. In her high, squeaky voice she said, "I'm hungry too! Let me come,
"Fine with me. Oh! Let's get Vixxen too!"
They went to the front room were they saw Vixxen on the couch in her
pajamas. She was hugging her knees with one hand and flipping the remote
control with the other. The TV was changing channels slowly. The look on her
face was bored and yet hypnotized.
They also noticed a small group of people sitting in a corner as far away
from her as they could get. They were staring at her rather fearfully.
"Uh...you guys ok?" Jason asked the people.
A woman spoke up. "She's mad! Absolutely bonkers! She guards that remote
like a child or something!" She edged away from the Pikachu girl who hadn't
even taken her eyes from the screen.
"Oh, uh, I'm sorry for my friend here," Amber apologized. "But she's never
seen a TV before. I think this is a bit of a surprise for her."
"Obviously!" piped a boy.
Amber turned and poked Vixxen. Her eyes narrowed and she growled, "Away from
me. This box is weird."
"Look, we're getting lunch, and you're scaring the pedestrians. Mind if I
break you away and shove food down your throat?"
She grabbed Vixxen's arm, yanked her from the couch and pushed her down the
hallway to the Cafe. "I'm sorry," she yelled to the people. "TV's yours!"
Ok then! Yeah, wb means welcome back. I don't think you had writer's block
at all. Sorry for the bad jargon... o.o