From: MTSowbug <mtsowbug@homework.inbox> Subject: [PW!] Viridian Power Struggle Date: Saturday, July 17, 1999 1:51 PM Recently on the PokeWars! Phoo has wandered into Viridan. He has let all of his pokemon out to explore, however Aurelia, his Chansey, continues to follow him secretly. Meanwhile, Panopticon, the cyber-saur, has been given a mission to intercept Phoo and capture him. Phoo wandered about the city limits. Greenery abounded in all possible places, and flowers bloomed. It was a beautiful day to go for a walk. Phoo thought he would derive from his mission just a little bit to get some fresh air. Phoo relaxed, and strolled around a grassy area, on a knoll of a hill, away from most of the town. He sat down on the hill, to postulate and meditate. Suddenly, Phoo heard a rumbling noise. He looked around, and saw nothing. He went back to postulating, but heard the noise again. Phoo was quite perplexed at this, and turned around once more to see... Extremely short, yes, but it is an introduction to this post. Karnivax, go! They taste salty" - Cassidy Wright No, my name isn't Cassidy! A wok is a Chinese cooking device oftentimes used to make stirfries. "Sacrilege!" he cried, "Return that duck at once!" In a melodious voice, she cried out, "Chan-siiiiiii!!!" I am the holder of Goddish's Grimore of Lore! And Goddish's Neat Book of Stuff! (praise Goddish) Clefairy, Clefairy, Clefairy jump over the moon, Clefairy, Clefairy, Clefairy jump over the moon! The moon! The moon! The moon, the moon, the moon! KABOOM!!! (Clefairy used Metronome, and got Explosion) The sigfile grew to an enormous size! -more- The sigfile exploded and spewed pink goo everywhere! -more- You die. -more- If you spontaneously combust, all is left is a rocking chair and your teeth. Secretly, in the depths of night, rocking chairs roam the earth, searching for YOU!!!! When a rocking chair finds you (and it will), BEWARE!!!! For if you accidentally sit in it, your doom shall fall. Hiding by day, Lurking by night, Beware the rocking chair! "What? Your request is of no importance to me, young man, for we carry no such thing as frosty melon pudding!" said the shopkeeper to the bum. I *think* my e-mail address is mtsowbug@hotbot.com But why would you E-mail me? What is your secret motive? WHAT KIND OF CONSPIRACY ARE YOU HIDING?!?!?!?!