From: Giselle running on a Mainframe <giseiie@aol.communists> Subject: Re: [PW!] Crossing the Bridg--Wait, where'd it go? Date: Saturday, June 26, 1999 7:40 PM >> "I'll think about it," said Mewtwo. "But right now I have to be an >integral >>part of the writer guide for the background story of some newbie." >> "Good luck to you," said Steve as Mewtwo began to leave. >> "Thanks for the beer!" Mewtwo replied. "Nothing hits the spot like a >good >>Miller Lite. You humans are good for something after all." >> "I'll second that," said Mew, who teleported out of nowhere. "It's one >>of the >>few things we DO agree on." >> "We like it for the choice hops," Mewtwo explained. >> "I think it's great because it's smooth," said Mew, surprised at >Mewtwo's >>comment. The two glared at eachother. >> "Choice hops!" >> "Smooth!" >> "You're just jealous because I'm a bigger, bad ass version of you!" >> "You're upset because you're just a flimsy copy!" >> "Hold on, we're gonna take this outside," Mewtwo said as he and Mew >>teleported. >> "So," Steve looked back at everyone else, "anyone else wanna order >something? > > Everyone else just stared blankly at Steve and what just happened. > > Gohan audibly blinked. "Wow. I just saw something that most trainers never >get >to see in their entire lives." > Fox laughed. "I thought Mewtwo just said that almost everyone sees him and >interacts with him...?" > "Nah, I meant two legendary Pokémon almost getting into a bar-room brawl! >Woooo!" Gohan, Fox, and Steve, laughed and high-fived. Giselle and Karen just >looked at them, more oddly than at what just happened. > "Hey, what?" Steve asked. > "Nothing," Karen said, rolling her eyes. "I'm just wondering what's weirder: >if that was an epic event or a beer commercial." > > After a few minutes, things returned to normal, and a waiter came over and >asked for their orders. > "So...what'll it be folks?" the waiter asked, taking out a pen and a pad. > Gohan ordered a Tauros-burger, Fox a roasted Eevee (yum!), Steve some >Nidorina-chops to go along with his Miller Lite, Karen marinated Goldeen, and >finally, Giselle ordered a fried Pidgey (ya like that, Dread? ^_^). > "Is that all?" > "I guess," Gohan said. "Unless you guys have something else in mind...?" > "Hmm.. I'll take iced tea as well eh waiter?" The waiter writes it down. "Ok, I guess that is it right? Right." The waiter walks off and to the counter as she takes out her PDA/Pokédex and calls up her home again. While she does that, she looks to the window outside and cries out. "Hey! I got twenty bucks on the Mewtwo!" Some customer comes up to Giselle, "I got twenty on the Mew!" Steve looked to Giselle, "I bet neither one would win." Mewtwo came up with his right and left, and attacked the Mew with his psybeam. The Mew just responded back with the same attack. Everyone around the vicinity can hear Mewtwo say assorted explicit four and five letter words that have been censored out like "*bleep* *bleep!* you *bleep! bleep!* *bleep!". He then taunts the Mew by doing the crosschop thing and saying "Suck it!" Giselle just giggled as then the Mew just punched him right between the legs. Mewtwo buckled over and as a final attack, he does some brain blistering attack on Mew's brain, making him collapse down on the ground as well. Giselle and the customer just blinked as Steve took both twentys. "You both lost. I win!" Steve said as he sat back down. Giselle mumbled, "So you were the one that said neither one would win." The waiter comes back with Gohan's Tauros burger, Fox's roasted Eevee, Steve's Nidorina-chops & Miller Lite, Karen's marinated Goldeen and her Pidgey with iced tea. She immediately chows down on the Pidgey and drinks the iced as the Pidgeotto closes his eyes. Gohan looked at Giselle, "Damn! Thats fast!" as he didn't even get five bites on his burger. "Ehh..." is all what Giselle says as she drags Mewtwo and Mew back into the bar. "Why don't I fix you two something to eat. What do you both want?" Mew and Mewtwo just glared at each other but couldn't move, being beaten so badly on each other. "Um.. waiter.. just two pitchers of water." She looks to the Mewtwo, "Well, I can tell you need a vacation.. or at least a home.. sheesh! Well, I do have a place where I live where Pokémon are treated as equally as humans and some of the humans are kinda dressed up like Flareons. Quite a luxurious place since 10 millionares and 2 billionares live there. You want to see?" Mewtwo nods, "Finally, a place where at least I can rest for a few minuites" Giselle sits down on the Mewtwo's lap, smiling. "Ahh.. speaking of rest, you can have your bed as a hot tub, a waterbed, or anything of that nature and on top of that, I think there might be a few people that may teach some intelligent Pokémon stuff like financial skills or computer knowledge." Mewtwo smiles at the prospect, "Ah.. why not? Its free." "No *bleep*. Hey... whats with the censors?" The cook, which is Brock peered over the counter, "Remember, this is a public forum, and there might be little kids reading this." Giselle snaps her fingers, "Awww.. fudgenuggets! Anyways Mewtwo, you are right, since Pokémon don't hold steady jobs, no duh.. its free!" Mew begins to feel left out. "Ah.. I forgot about you Mew. Well, like I said with Mewtwo, there is a lot of luxury spas and such in the Pokémon Luxury Flats in the Cohousing Project I reside in. No offence to both of you but, I think also that both of you should see the local PokéPsychiastrist on your differences. Maybe that would work quite a bit." Mew and Mewtwo glares at Giselle. "Sorry.. but it just was a thought!" <end transmission> =============================== ~Giselle Nabiki @ my own Mainframe ^_^ Newsgroup Sig v3.11 (Shareware Newsgroup Sig.) =============================== W.W.J.D.? ~ Paladin's Ghost http://members.aol.com/giseiie/wwjd.jpg "Beware... for your money might be managed by Pokémon fanatics...be it may your banker, your CEO, your broker, or your mutual fund manager." "Porygons are viruses that multiply in your hard drive and then leak out of your computer infecting other devices such as your TV, VCR, stereo, and even the refridgerator!" Brock: Do you smell what the Brock is cookin'?! Ash: No but I smell something burning. Brock: Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!! MY COOKIES! Brock: The Brock sez... the Brock sez... Know your roll! Misty: Ok.. 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