From: Roberto Perez-Vila <RobfromVoid@prodigy.net> Subject: [PW!] Fantasy Makeovers! Date: Tuesday, August 17, 1999 9:03 PM Maria Rocket wrote: > Leaving the room, Maria made her way to the Rocket medical center. > Patting a > hand against her pocket, she made a note to stop by the exchange > center later. > After a few minutes she finally found the medical center. Upon > entering, she > was met unexpectedly by Minax. In the corner of the waiting room was > Slasher, > looking quite happy with himself. > > "Minax? What are you doing here?" Minax's eyes narrow as she explains, "Your precious little Meowth kept trying to peek into my personal belongings. I pushed him aside, and he had the nerve to Slash at me. You should really discipline the creature to only attack when ordered to. Look at what he did!" Minax extends her open right hand towards Maria, palm down, fingers outstretched. Maria stares at the hand, unable to see any visible marks, "I don't see anything. Maybe it's the other hand?" Minax solemnly shakes her head, and uses her other hand to point to the scratched up purple fingernails on the hand Slasher 'attacked.' "He was aiming for my wrists, but I pulled away, and he scratched my nails, instead. I personally would've preferred the former, since bandaging wrists is easier than repairing nails." Maria isn't sure how to respond. She knows some members of Team Rocket are very concerned with their appearance, but she'd never imagine any would be as concerned as Minax. Fortunately, the moment of tension is broken by Slasher leaping onto Maria's shoulder! The Meowth grins and extends one paw towards Minax, claws showing. Maria puts a hand on Slasher's paw and shakes her head at her Pokemon, "I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do?" "You can accompany me to the beauty salon!" Minax gazes down at her slashed fingernails, "We won't have to walk far, since every Rocket Station has a beauty salon. Team Rocket has to maintain a certain image." Maria sweatdrops and says, "Beauty salons... aren't really my thing." "It shows." Minax smirks at Maria, looking at her face for every imaginable flaw, "Your hair looks unwashed, your cheeks are slightly puffed out, you have bags under your eyes, and you're lacking makeup to cover it all up! If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were pregnant! You wouldn't want people thinking that, would you?" "No. I wouldn't want that!" Maria offers a weak smile, hoping Minax doesn't pursue this train of thought, since it might leak to the Boss, "Okay, you convinced me. I'll go to the beauty parlor with you." Minax smiles at Maria, "Good choice." Minax walks on ahead towards the area in the Rocket Station for beautification. The sign outside reads, "Salon Roquet - When it comes to chic, we know what's right! Surrender your taste or prepare to fight!" Bells ring as Minax and Maria enter the salon. More than half of the customers are wearing Team Rocket uniforms. Some have their hair dipped in sinks. Others are sitting at hair dryers, holding magazines. A few are barefoot and have cotton between their toes, yet not all of the Rockets getting pedicures are female. And still, others have some green slime on their face and cucumbers on their eyes. Minax sits at a chair, "Service, please." Maria reluctantly sits right next to Minax, and casually glances at all the patrons. A very effeminate male Team Rocket member runs up to Minax, his hands flailing about. He has pink hair and blue eyes. "Oh my, you sure look flushed! My name's Patty, and I'll clean you up nice. Want the full treatment, sweetheart?" "A manicure and a facial." Minax requests, her unblinking eyes staring at the man who wishes to offer more. Patty bites his lip, and his eyes scan Minax from head to toe, "That just won't do! You need a hair cut and I'm guessing you need a pedicure too! Take off those big ol' dirty boots and let me see your tired ol' Growlithes!" "No. I can only remove my boots in the outdoors or a well ventilated area." Minax narrows her eyes at the effeminate man, forgetting that he is male, "Miss, I only need a manicure and a facial." "Don't be shy!" The pink haired man giggles, kneeling down, "Here, I'll help you outta your murky black boots!" Minax grabs Patty's skull with her fingers, pressing hard. She lifts his blue eyes up to her dark brown ones. Minax clears her throat, "Imagine what Muk covered with old banana peels, used gym socks, and rotten eggs smells like. Now picture this Muk being alone with you in a small room. Furthermore, the Muk uses his Poison Gas attack, so to speak. Can you imagine the smell? Unless you want to make that smell a reality, you will *not* remove my boots." The man's jaw falls open, and he doesn't know what to say. "Ugh...Urgh... I... that is to say..." "A manicure and a facial." Minax puts her foot on the man's chest and kicks him to the ground. "What a pushover." Patty quickly stands up and places Minax's hands on a small tray. He sits opposite her. "What color nail polish?" "I'm used to purple..." Minax's stare becomes distant, "But I'll go with dark blue this time. Very dark blue." While Minax gets her manicure, a different Team Rocket member working at Salon Roquet runs up to Maria. The person smiles at Maria, "Wow, girl friend, you need some serious attention! Manicure, Facial, Pedicure, and Hair styling! And that's just for starters... Team Rocket's paying for it, so don't worry about the price tag!" Slasher boggles at the person attending Maria, not sure if 'it' is male or female, "Meeeeowth?" -Minax