Subject: Re: [PW!] Turning Red in The Greenhouse Date: Wed, 03 Jul 2002 02:44:10 GMT From: "ajdrol" <> Organization: Cox Communications Newsgroups: "Clayton" <> wrote in message news:70tU8.2198$ > > (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 knowledge > not to tick off anyone that can beat you up, especially if they have the type > advantage. > > "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 almost > 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 have > 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 him. 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 around here?" <Talk to Blissey. She should know.> They found the Blissey the little Egg pokemon had mentioned and asked her the same. <I think he went into that room.> She pointed down the hall. They followed her "finger" and entered the room where a Chansey, asked the same question, replied, <Nah. Go down that way...> 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 before." "Really?" "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, please?" "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. " 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?" "Yes." "Too bad." 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!" TBC <snip> 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