From: Alyssa <thefews@primenet.com> Subject: Re: [PW][NC] And they're off. Date: Monday, April 26, 1999 10:28 AM <snipplez> > There we go. Or not. Oh, skip it all. > > > > Bean > > "Geez, Bean, you really *have* been going through my stuff, huh? I mean, no one > else seems to know about my nefarious plot of world domination through > televangelism. ....oh, wait..." > -Pandora > > Remove ma to reply <cracks knuckles> The sun set in the West, as per normal, although the events around it were far from normal. The field was lit slightly by the soft glow of Alyssa's flames, and a few psychics, as well as Erin, Olli, Twist, and Lucie, gathered around for warmth. "So," Erin found it necessary to say at some point, "what exactly is everyone doing here?" "Mew is calling us," Zanthrax said, meditating. "All of us have felt it." "Wigglyy," Mace the Wigglytuff added. He'd adapted quickly to his new psychic powers, and was using them to float about a foot in the air at that moment. "Okay." Erin leaned against the sleeping Ponyta/human. "So why's she calling you?" "We don't know," Mars said quite bluntly. "Sounds like a recipe for disaster, if you're asking me," Erin said. She really did not know how right she was. "It possible," Robert said. "All things possible. We keep on our guard when go to Mew, yes?" OOC: Ughhh... sorry this was so short... <tags Karana and/or Bean> -- Lyssie Obssessive fan of Raichu, Mew, and James-sama "There really must be a society against cruelty to James." -- Maria (I agree! Only YOU can save James from Jessie's paper fans of death!) "I admit, I set him on fire once with my magic paper fan." -- Corynn "If you took a Mega Kick to the most sensitive part of your body, how eager would you be to jump up and run after a Pokemon?" -- James, from an IM roleplaying session "Yes, ma'am, I know everything but the answers." -- Peppermint Patty "Pretty mother, so graceful in the water. Too bad I have to kill you." -- Tentacruel, from one of my fanfics "Fungus Terpsichoreus Kawaiius!" -- Me "For some reason, I seem to be losing my liqui-ibrium!" -- James (well, how would YOU spell it?)