From: Have a Merry Chet Weaver and a Happy New Year (nichirasu@hotmail.com) Subject: Re: [PW!][SC][SFM1] The Fallen Star! Tragedy on the Ice Field! Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2003-12-24 16:29:29 PST Adrian Tymes wrote: > Aerie started reaching for Smasher's pack. "If you don't believe me, > I'll demon-" > > Kitsu seized the girl's hand. "What did we just talk about, with not > subjecting yourself to unnecessary pain?" "It's okay, I'll take your word for it," Smasher said. "So, what do you say?" Aerie asked. "Will you do it? Huh? Huh? Will ya? Huh? Will ya? Will ya? Will ya? Will..." Ice wacked Aerie on the head with his Bone Club and said, "Maro, marowak." "Yeah, chill out a sec," Smasher concurred. "Give me a moment to think here." 'Hmmm... It's been a while since I saw girls kissing each other. I wonder if they'd let me watch?' #If that's what it takes...# 'Hey, what'd I say about reading my mind!?' #Eep!# 'Git!' #Sorry! Sorry!# 'Geez. Talk about invading your personal space...' #...# '...' #...# 'You're still there, aren't you?' #No, I'm not. D'oh!# 'For the luva...' #Aerie, just get out of his head already!# 'Kitsu? What...?' #Marowak maro.# "Will you all just get out of my damned head already!?" Smasher yelled. After taking a cleansing breath, he continued, "Between the Pokemon theft and the life-threatening injuries, my team is dangerously on the verge of being disqualified for a lack of members. I'm gonna need a powerful Pokemon that I can trust, and at the moment that's Aerie." "Are you sure you want to do that?" Kitsu asked. "Not unless you'd rather do it," Smasher suggested. "No thank you," Kitsu answered. "Facing off against Robert's Pokemon once in a tournament is enough for me." "Then its settled," Smasher said, sliding of the bed. "But I do have some terms of my own." "Like what?" Aerie asked. Smasher as he led his new teammate and her friend out of the room and down the hallway, he elaborated, "First, we already established that you'll follow ever command, but I'll be expecting you to put your body on the line 100%. You must fight as if pain, death, and fear aren't in your vocabulary. I expect no less from my Pokemon or myself and the audience just loves it." "Got it," Aerie agreed. "Second of all," Smasher continued, "No taking human form. This is the Pokemon League, not Dragon Ball Z. You'll look like a Pokemon going in, and, ideally, look like one going out. That cool?" "Totally," Aerie replied. "Third, and this is more of a personal preference than anything else, you'll respond to the codename I give you. I don't want to explain why I named a Ditto after a contender, so I'll be calling you 'Echo.' Is that clear?" "Crystal." "Hold on," Kitsu interjected. "You've just gone through a traumatic experience, Smasher. Are you sure you don't need some extra time to get over it before fighting again? Like, maybe a day or so?" "No, no," Smasher denied. "I'm in the bargaining phase right now, and I want to be in the anger phase during the match so I can channel it at my opponent. Besides, I can't make the world hold still for me just because I'm having a bad day. Hold on, I'm about to regress back to the sorrow stage." Smasher promptly fell to the floor, sobbing loudly and demanding that god explain his reasons for taking away his best friend. "Back to bargaining," Smasher said as he hopped back up and continued down the hallway. "Also, a martyr can be a powerful thing. It gets the audience on your side and it makes for a great driving force. I'm gonna win this one for the gipper!" "Isn't that a little cold?" Kitsu asked. "Well, I'll admit that a martyr isn't as good as having an actual friend, but... Dammit, hold on..." Smasher immediately began pounding on the wall and crying for his mommy. "Okay, where were we?" he asked as they continued on their way. "Mood swings like that can't be healthy," Kitsu pointed out. "I'm going to have to question your command abilities." "Now don't try getting out of that kiss," Smasher chided. "That's not what I'm talking about!" Kitsu half-lied. "Shhh... I'm back in denial," Smasher whispered conspiratorially. Out loud, he continued, "Hey, you haven't forgotten my first term already, have you?" "Pain, death, and fear are not in your vocabularly," Kitsu repeated. "I suppose that includes emotional pain. But that only applies to Aerie." "Echo," 'Echo' corrected. "...Echo," Kitsu confirmed. "Is there an echo in here?" Smasher asked. "That's me!" 'Echo' replied. "Um, just where are you leading us too, oh numb, immortal, and dauntless leader?" "The registration desk, duh," Smasher answered. "I need to register you as part of my team if you're gonna fight for me. Quick, get into Ditto form!" "How's this?" Aerie asked, changing into the afforementioned pile of glop. "Close enough," Smasher said. He picked up his new Ditto and took her over to Nurse Joy. "Excuse me, I'd like to register my new Ditto, Echo, into my tournament team, please!" "Ditto!" 'Echo' excitedly squeaked. "What have I gotten us into?" Kitsu asked herself. -- Chet "Tech" Weaver - Trying Newsgroups through Netscape AIM: PanGatomon MSN/E-mail: Nichirasu@hotmail.com Yahoo! Messenger: tech_weaver ICQ: 122744531 Webcomic: http://desperadocoyote.keenspace.com My Adventure Quest character: http://www.battleon.com/aq-chardetail.asp?temp=131213 You can play Adventure Quest at http://www.battleon.com "i didn't think ahead, im not exactly the brightest fork in the shed" "Wouldn't that be the sharpest fork in the shed?" -- Actual exchange from the Adventure Quest forums