Subject: [PW!]Tony Desavio[short, intro type thing] Date: 15 Jul 1999 22:03:24 GMT From: jerichonet@aol.computerguy (JerichoNet) Organization: AOL http://www.aol.com Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon "Now son, listen to me. I do not want you going out there and fighting amongst those...plebians. Isn't it enough that I've spent my hard-earned money on paying people to raise you properly. And you want to ...what? Train pokemons? You are so much better than that!" Jack Desavio stood above his son, Tony, who was seated on a sofa. While he spoke he waved his finger with disapproval and dissappointment. "I will not have this...absolutely not..." "But Father," Tony exclaimed as he leaped from his chair. "It's what I want to do and if it don't work out then I will have plenty of time to take over the company..." "I definitely do not approve of this..." "It's my dream, all I want to do...it's my passion" "If that is so." Taking a deep breath, Jack step forward. "If that is your dream, then I shall grant it. Although I dissapprove of it, I will aquire you a pokemon, a Charmander was it? That is what you wanted right? "Yeah, dad, " Tony hugged his father with delight, "thank you." Jack Desavio turned to the door and exited as Tony gently became more enthusiastic. "Blubbering fool, like I really care about those pokemon. I will show him, and soon the world what real pokemon training is like. I shall cleanse the world of these pitiful plebian pokemon trainers. " Looking out the window he gently thought, "Poor poor fools. Time is up." Smirking, Tony quickly pulled to the right and headed for the door. "Soon, very soon." B-net Account : The_Torch R.I.P OWEN HART - Age 33 May 7, 1966 - May 23, 1999 "You have truly left a legacy behind..."