From: Adrian Tymes <wingcat@soca.com> Subject: Re: [PW!] Cinnabar Beach Party Date: Wednesday, April 28, 1999 8:33 PM Goola2u wrote: > That made the Staryu mad. He launched himself right at Silly Putty, and passed > right through his formless, ectoplasmic form. As Silly Putty laughed, tough, a > monsoon hit him from behind. But, before Doppler could focus on this enemy, more trainers joined the fight. Dreadite wrote: > Doppler lashed out with water at nearby trainers. Morphing into a Machamp, > he started throwing tables, and smashing chairs. [1] He started morphing > back into the Venusaur when something sharp stabbed into his back. He > morphed back into the gooey ditto form to get out. Turning into a copy of > one of the trainers, he turned to face his adversary. <snip> > Dreadite lept into the air, spreading his wings. "Oh, but I do." He blew a > gust of wind at the stunned Doppler. Doppler fell backwards off the peir > onto the beach, oozing quickly into the sand. Dreadite looked over the > peir, and smirked. "I win this round." <snip again> > Dreadite walked off, and the Bartender started dialing the police. He > laughed as he walked towards the main party. ...only to see Doppler rise from the ground in front of him, in a perfect duplicate image of Dreadite. Dreadite fell back into a combat stance, but Doppler held up a hand. "A word." Dreadite nodded, not letting up on his alert for a split second. "Speak." "You are a good fighter, Rocket, and I sense that you have other favorable qualities. Giovanni's days are numbered, although I honestly can not say what...or *who*...will be the agent of his demise. When he goes, there will be a void in the leadership of Team Rocket; a void that nature demands be filled. It might help us both if you were to take his position, and to that end, I offer you my assistance in making that happen. If you're interested, of course. But, if you're not..." Doppler's stomach suddenly bulged, and a greener-than-green Silly Putty burst out, fleeing for what was left of the refreshment tables. Doppler reformed, not once giving a hint of just how much that hurt. "I thought for sure I had him trapped." TBC?