From: Adrian Tymes (wingcat@pacbell.net) Subject: Re: [PW] The Trouble with Tribbles, I Mean Nincadas Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2003-08-12 23:35:21 PST [NS: Gaah, just when everything's going well, and I get months of no dropped posts so I think the problem's been dealt with... Anyway, with any *further* ado... ^_^;] Tekaider (Chet Weaver) wrote: > "You will not go any further," said several more Pokemon as they emerged from > both directions. > > "I get the feeling that they don't want us to go any further," Aerie commented. > > "Well, that's just too bad," Keaton said, drawing his sword. "Because we're > crashin' this party!" > > "I'm with you," Kitsu said, drawing his sword. > > "Then let the battle be joined," Jordan said. He armed his bow and arrow as he > shifted even more into half-Houndoom form. > > "Rush, Shuriken, it's time to get extreme!" Smasher announced, letting out his > Arcanine and addressing his Starmie. > > In response, the surrounding Pokemon shifted into more humanoid forms. > > "They mean business," Jordan said. > > "Then let's do it!" Keaton called out. "Hmm." Aerie's brow furrowed in concentration. "Confined space, lots of targets...Kitsu, Keaton! Second pillar and wait for it!" Keaton shot Aerie a confused look, but Kitsu smiled and clung to the second pillar on her right. Keaton took the hint and stepped to the second pillar on his left, as Jordan let loose his first arrow. Which bounced off a Wobbuffet, spun on its return flight, and managed to embed itself in Aerie's heart. It was inconvenient that Smasher's eyes widened at that, for that meant his eyes took in more light from the "HYPER BEEEEEAAAAAMMMMM!!!!!" that arced out to the third pillar in front of them and filled the hallway from there on. When the light faded, most of the opposing pokemon were still standing, albeit singed. Only the pikachu had fainted. "Wide shot, low power," Aerie apologized while catching her breath, by means of distracting her targets long enough for Keaton and Kitsu to spring into action. Whatever doubts they may have had about knowing the ways of the sword would have been utterly dispelled by a videotape of the next several moments, had anyone been recording them. They danced among the enemy, slashing everywhere they went and avoiding what few return blows came close. It almost seemed like a ballet when they leapt in unison over the middle of the horde, giving time for Rush and Shiruken to unleash a wheel of fire spinning around a bolt of pure psychic energy. Jordan, meanwhile, took whatever shots he could, concentrating on anyone about to attack Kitsu - or, occasionally, anyone about to attack Keaton. Aerie, having noticed the person stumbling around behind her, took a moment to blow some ice-cold mist into Smasher's eyes; after his blinking subsided, he saw that he could see again. "Look at them go!" Rush enthused. "These eyes haven't seen anything so fine since..." "So *sloppy*," Aerie snorted, yanking the arrow out of her torso. "We're good; they stink. Look, see how that wobbuffet's just getting in the way of the entire right third? That's what you get for using untrained conscripts. If our enemy was half-serious, this might actually be a fight." Smasher looked at her. "Are you sure we've never met? I could swear I've met you before." "Ask me after we're done here." Aerie pounded the floor, sending an earthquake towards the brawl ahead of them just as Keaton and Kitsu leapt again. "Hey, chica!" growled Rush as he got back to his feet. "Warn us before you do that again!" "Oops, sorry, I forgot that one doesn't just hurt who you're aiming at." She smiled for a moment, then yelled, "Hey, Keaton! Big blue club, three o'clock!" Keaton looked to his right, spied the nervous - and so far unhurt - wobbuffet standing there, grinned like a maniac, picked it up, and began striking around him like a demonic baseball player. The blue pokemon continued to remain nearly impervious to damage, to the great pain and misery of its fellows. [1] With the large swaths of enemies thus hurled into the walls with each swing, it did not take long for most of the hallway to be cleared. The sides were lined with barely-moving and unmoving pokemon; the few who evaded Keaton's power smashes were quickly knocked out by Kitsu. Constantly keeping its defenses up was rather draining on the unfortunate weapon, and worse, Keaton could feel it; just as its barrier dropped, Keaton tossed it in the air gently, letting it come down straight into his upwards punch. "WOBBA Wooobbbbaaaa... *ding*" could soon be heard from the new hole in the roof. "Now *that* was extreme!" Smasher enthused as the group walked up to the two sheathing their swords. "I mean-" "Boast when we're safe," Aerie interrupted. "It's a safe bet that wizard knows we're here, and if I were him I'd just collapse this tunnel in on us - failed minions included. It'd be the evil thing to do." She nodded to a door ahead, at the limit of their vision. "Past that door, right?" "Yes," Jordan confirmed. Aerie smiled, cracking her knuckles and stretching her palms in the door's direction. "Ladies first. HYPER BEAM!" One U-shaped light show later, they charged the rubble where the door, not to mention the wall and roof above the door, used to be, now open to the sky and sunlight. [2] TBC? [1] For those who have played SSBM, imagine being armed with the bat while surrounded by a mosh pit of opponents. Brainwashed-zombie-slow opponents, if you're worried about counterattacks. For anyone else, basic equation: super strength, plus a weapon tough enough to be swung at full force for said super strength without breaking. [2] Motto of certain modern adventurers: "When we go through a dungeon, we go *through* a dungeon." ^_^