From: Roberto Perez-Vila <RobfromVoid@prodigy.net> Subject: [PW!] Marvin's Island Date: Tuesday, August 31, 1999 4:37 PM Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of an awful trip, That started from Vermilion port, aboard a nasty ship. The mate was a drunk ol' sailin' man, the skipper brain dead too. Four passengers set sail that day, on bad smelling goo, on bad smelling goo! A Zapdos came and shocked the ship, the crappy boat was tossed. If not for dumb luck and a magic trick, the Stinker would be lost; the Stinker would be lost! The ship sank near the shore of this: a horrid desert isle, with Marvin, the skipper too, a Mr. Mime, and his Wife, a smart Ditto, the captain, and Famifax, Here on Marvin's Isle! So this is the tale of our castaways, they're in for quite a ride They'll have to make the best of things, or opt for suicide. The magician and his Ditto too, will attempt to remain sane, performing magic void of props, much like David Blaine. No wands, no cards, no caravan, not a single magic trick. Like Gilligan's Island, but with Famifax as the chick! So join us here each week my friend, they'll be here for a while, These seven colorful characters, Here on Marvin's Isle! The setting is a small deserted island in the middle of the sea. Marvin is sitting on the beach, wearing a ragged old red tuxedo, staring out at the ocean for some sign of human life. For some strange reason, no ships would ever cross in front of the island, and when they did, the passengers were either blind, deaf, stupid, or didn't want to help Marvin and his crew. Marvin turns his attention towards Famifax, who is pretending to be a blonde girl in a red rag of a shirt and slashed up blue hot pants. His temptations were becoming harder and harder to suppress... "Master!" Shouts a deep feminine voice belonging to Xerox, Marvin's purple Ditto. The voice knocks Marvin out of his trance. He sees Xerox ooze over towards him with two coconuts on top of her un-formed Ditto head, "Wow! You actually got some food for once?" Marvin snatches a coconut. "Don't eat..." Xerox is too late. Marvin has already bitten into the supposed meal. Xerox sighs and looks down at the sand, "It took me two days to make that coconut radio." Once Marvin apologizes, Xerox smiles like a Ditto does, "Don't worry, I'm sure this set back will lead me to invent a less edible form of communication with the outside world. You'd be surprised at how much I have learned about myself since we have been stranded here. I never thought myself a tinker. It has been said that necessity is the mother of all invention, and now I realize how true that statement is!" The brief speech leaves Marvin with a bored expression on his face. This expression continues until Famifax bounces in front of him with a broken part of a Shellder's bluish shell, "Lookie, Marvy! Iss so totally pretty, issenit? YAY!" Marvin takes the shell and looks at it with wonder, like any father would when receiving a similar discovery from his little girl on the beach, "It's beautiful! I could turn it into the tip of a wand! Did you find that all by yourself, Famifax?" "Mm Hmm!" Famifax nods contentedly at her trainer, then pauses, "Well, my foot helped out, since I wouldn't have seen it if it didn't get stuck in my foot when I was wawkin awound! But no worry, I'm no hurt! Isjussa flush wind. Fersure!" Marvin shakes his finger at Famifax, "You'd be careful about getting hurt, Famifax, even in little ways. If you faint, there aren't any Pokemon Centers on this island to fix you up. I'd watch your step from now on!" "Fine, yoo lookie my feet, but *I* not gonna! You can't make me! Sothere!" Famifax huffs and stomps away, gazing up at the clouds with the intention of going against Marvin's suggestion. "Lookie me, lookie me, no lookin' on tha sand!" Marvin shakes his head at the display of disobedience, but understands it, "This situation would make anyone frustrated." Though Marvin makes this comment without addressing anyone in particular, since Xerox is still on the sand right next to him, she believes that Marvin is talking to her, thus responds, "Not necessarily. Bozo seems to adore this setting." Marvin gazes off towards the distance where the straw shack is set up, and sees Bozo the Mr. Mime sitting in a tree. He is there with Lola, his Jynx wife, and they are k-i-s-s-i-n-g. Marvin mockingly sings, "First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the..." Xerox shudders, remembering a fake picture she once saw in a magazine, "It's best not to think about it." Marvin laughs at this comment, "Man, Xerox, you're staring to sound more and more like me every day!" "That is to be expected." Xerox explains, pacing around, "After all, I am merely a compilation of random thoughts as interpreted by your subconscious mind based on information gathered through conscious thought." "Huh?" Marvin stares at Xerox and she transforms into a Drowzee. Xerox the Drowzee waves her arms around, opens her mouth, and absorbs Marvin's surroundings, leaving him alone with her in utter darkness. Xerox places her mouth on Marvin's shoe, "This won't hurt...much." She voraciously sucks up his leg, then proceeds to eat his other leg, followed by his torso, arms, and finally, Xerox eats Marvin's head, top hat and all. *** End of Dream Sequence *** Marvin sits up in his caravan, sweatdropping and grabbing at his green bean bag chair. On the ground, he sees a pink Ditto. Marvin wipes the sweat from his brow, "Whew, Famifax, it was all a dream! We never got on the L'il Stinker!" Famifax looks around at her surroundings, "How disturbing. It didn't work properly. I shall have to repeat the process." "What?" Marvin blinks at Famifax, "Why do you sound like Xerox? What's going on?" Famifax knows that her master won't understand the explanation, so she simply transforms into a neon pink Drowzee, and marches closer and closer towards Marvin's shoe, much like Xerox did in the dream. Knowing the horrors that are likely to ensue, Marvin cowers into his bean bag, hoping it will all be over soon. *** Real End of Dream Sequence *** Marvin sits up in his caravan, sweatdropping and grabbing at his green bean bag chair. On the ground, he sees a pink Ditto. Marvin wipes the sweat from his brow, "Whew, Famifax, it was all a dream! We never got on the L'il Stinker!" A yellow and brown Drowzee leaps off of Marvin's head and onto his lap, then onto the floor. She winks at Marvin. "Not again! AHHHH!!!" Marvin screams and pinches himself: all over his body... all over his body! The Drowzee glows for a moment before shrinking into a purple Ditto known as Xerox, "Believe me, master, you are not dreaming any longer. We tried to awaken you through conventional means, but you wouldn't respond, so I transformed into the dream eating tapir, Drowzee, and ate your dreams. I have witnessed your inner most thoughts and desires, and I must say, you are terribly perverted. But worry not, I will keep your secrets to spare you further humiliation." The emotion on Marvin's face can be described as disbelief, "Thanks... I think. Why did you wake me up? Did the L'il Stinker sink after a Zapdos attacked it? Is there a problem on the ship?" Famifax is happy to explain, "Marvy, ya sure were totally outta it! We got here to Maiden's Peak yesterday. We been waitin' here for you ta wake up, but you a sleepy head, you is! There's a crowd outside the cawovan wonderin' what it's doin' here in tha middle of Maids Canspeak, Marvy man! Ya should say hi to them and do magic! Fersure!" Marvin stands up and adjusts his wrinkly red tuxedo. He straightens a silver bow tie on his neck, and puts his dark blue top hat on top of his thinning brown and silver hair, "I'll go meet the audience! You two stay here for now." Marvin walks out of the caravan parked in Maiden's Peak, and walks up to a random stranger to shake his hand. This person just happens to be Ben. Marvin introduces himself, "Hi there, I'm called Marvin the Magnificent! I've performed magical illusions that would blow your mind: sawings, card tricks, coin tricks. You name it, I do it! You just happen to be lucky enough to be just in time for a grand illusion... whenever I figure out what I should do. You can even help out!" -Marvin