From: SHAKKmaster (shakkmaster@aol.com) Subject: Re: [PW!] [SC] [R1] SHAKK Attack! Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2003-12-04 17:56:51 PST Rob wrote: >"Victory is mine!" SHAKK-Master once again unsheathes his SHAKK Saber. >He holds his sword up in triumph and wonders out loud, "Is there no >shepherd girl who can defeat ME?!" > >Sarah continues sobbing as she works her way to the area in the Silver >Stadium where she agreed to meet Teddy, her little brother, after her >match. <Hopefully I can fix this (try and explain Bo's aberrant behavior) in an acceptable way.> A cheering SHAKK-master flipped into the PC. He landed a few paces from the counter and stumbled; part of the pack he wore hitting him in the back of the head. Evir, hearing his yelp of surprise, ran over to him. "Oh, crap, I'm late!" Bo exclaimed. "Wait, what am I doing here? Has the battle started yet?" Bo asks disorientedly and attempts to run back out of the PC. Evir blocks him. "What?" Bo asks, looking down at his friend, "Am I too late?" Evir jumps up and slaps Bo a few times. "No, you've already battled. WTF has gotten into you? I thought I was the show-off." "..." Bo was clueless. "I didn't battle." "Yes, you did, liar. Look," Evir said, pointing at the screen, showing a replay. After the embarrassing display was over, Bo maintained his innocence. "Look, man! Your opponent's sitting over there, crying her eyes out. At the very least, you owe her an apology!" Evir exploded. The two walked to the crying shepherdess. Bo, head down in shame, asked, "I'm sorry I was such a jerk out there and if you would find it in your heart, would you forgive me?" and extended his hand. She used her crook to knock the offered hand aside but then she noticed something different. "Wait, you eyes aren't the same shape as before and you voice is different," Sarah stammered between sobs. A light clicked on in Bo's head. "Evir, you want to or should I?" and grabbed a black and gray pokeball. Evir shrank back, "Er, you do it, SHAKK. I...uh...gotta prepare for my match! That's it, prepare for my match!" "Coward," Bo muttered], releasing Archangel the twin sword carrying Gardevoir. "What the hell did you think you're doing?" "Gar de garvoir." it said "Don't pretend you don't speak English!" "I didn't do anything," reverse gripping his swords. "Don't lie to me!" "I didn't do anything," Archangel said, eye twitching slightly. "I know you're lying to me. Tell the truth!" "Ok! I was helping you, you ungrateful fool!" "How is that," points to Sarah, "helping me?!" "You probably would have frozen due to the audience like you did when you won fifth place in a previous Silver Conference!" "You could've at least acted like me, you insufferable jerk!" "Well, I'm not you!" "Just for that little stunt, you're gonna be my sacrificial lure for the rest of the Conference!" and returned the recalcitrant Gardevoir after tossing him a Metal Coat. "Today's not my birthday!" "Moron. Sorry about that," Bo said to Sarah, bowed, and stormed off to his room.