Subject: [PW!] Let's catch some Pokémon!
Date: 8 Apr 1999 05:48:20 GMT
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As Mark finally entered Viridan City, a few things were zipping through his
head: where did those kids go off to? Why was that other kid dreaming about
made-up Pokémon? Why hadn't he seen any wild Pokémon lately?
"Oh, well, I'll worry about all that later," Mark said to the air around
him. "Now it's time for some supplies... and lunch!" he added when he felt his
Mark walked over to the Pokémon center, and approached the front counter.
"Could you heal my Oddish, please?" and he handed the woman his Pokéball.
"No problem. Your Pokémon will be fighting fit in no time. If you want, you
can grab a bite to eat at the diner."
"Would I!" and Mark dashed across the street for some nourishment.
After about 10 minutes, Mark returned to the Pokémon Center. "Your Oddish is
looking great. We hope to see you soon!"
"Thanks!" and Mark waved to Nurse Joy as he left. "Well Oddish, let's go
catch some Pokémon!"
"There's got to be some Pokémon around here someplace!" Mark was digging
through the reeds, desparate to find something. Oddish couldn't find anything
either. "Oddish oddish?" the Pokémon asked.
"Just keep looking, we'll find something," Mark answered, even though he
couldn't understand a thing Oddish said.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Oddish saw movement in the brush.
"Oddish!" he cried out, gesturing toward the movement.
"What is it, Oddish?" Mark pointed his PokéDex toward the brush. "Weedle,"
Dexter said in his normal monotone voice. "Hairy Bug Pokémon. Often found in
forests eating leaves. It has a sharp venonous stinger on its head."
"Well, that sounds like something worth catching!" and Mark thrust the
bushes aside to see the Weedle.
The Pokémon, or what was left of it, was lying on its side on the ground,
moaning softly. Then Mark saw the reason it moaned. From stinger to tail, the
Weedle was covered with burn marks. "What happened to you? We're gonna have to
heal those wounds." At that Mark took an empty Pokéball from his backpack. "Get
in the ball so we can get you to a Pokémon Center."
Feeling too weak to disagree, the Weedle gently shook its head and pressed
the switch on the ball. It burst open, sucking the Weedle in.
"Well, I guess I caught a Weedle..." and Mark did a half-hearted peace sign.