From: syke6888 L <syke6888@my-deja.com> Subject: Re: [PW!] Marvin's Island Date: Tuesday, August 31, 1999 6:38 PM <snip> Errr, that was a little disturbing. > 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!" "Really? Though, I'm a little shy, so tell you what. My friend Cajava will gladly give you a hand." "Who's Cajava? That lovely girl that was next to you?" Marvin asked. "No. It's me." Marvin did a double-take. "Huh? what do you mean by that?" Ben brought out his Ditto, Blob. "Blob, see that Staryu? Transform, then use its water attack!" Blob complied, then much to everybody's surprise, especially Marvin's, he changed to the happy-go-lucky Cajava. Every jaw dropped, even Famifax's, Xerox's, and Bozo's, who were watching from the caravan. "What the heck?" was the first thing that came out of Mervin's mouth. "Hello. I'm Cajava. Pleased to meet you. Now, what trick is your best?" TBC? -- "Feel the Storm, It's coming"-Terry Bogard (Fatal Fury- The Motion Picture) The Three-Hit Eeveelution Combo! Flamethrower-Water Gun-Thunderbolt "After all, we're only human."-Robocop, while tightening a bolt on the side of his head- I love the irony of this statement. Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/ Share what you know. Learn what you don't.