Subject: [PW!] Checkmate???
Date: Monday, September 20, 1999 7:51 PM
Trace and co. finished their supper rather quickly, because
Hitmonlee wouldn't let the other two have any dessert. Eyes dried, they
stepped out to look for some good times and possibly some aspirin.
They soon came upon a casino that had a big neon Lickitung with a
pair of dice wrapped in his tongue. Tracer raced Mankey up to the front
A large burly man stared down at them. "Lemme see your ID."
"Okee doke." Trace held out both hands, balled into fists. "Pick
The guard was a little confused at this, as this didn't happen very
often, and a little annoyed, as this didn't happen very often. He poked
a hairy finger at Tracer's right hand. Tracer opened it to reveal it was
"Nope, guess again." A poke at the left hand.
"Wrong again. Wait, what's this?" He smiled triumphantly and
retrieved an ID card from behind the man's ear. The bouncer irritably
grabbed the ID card away from Tracer, muttering something about
"Alright, you check out. Go ahead."
"Thanks Chuckles." The man turned on Tracer to find him gone on a
brilliant idea the trainer had just conjured, staying alive.
Inside the casino, the two pokémon and their trainer wandered
through the dense cigarrette smoke. Mankey sprinted over to a group of
machines, standing against the wall. He squeaked in delight, swinging
himself up and down on the lever attached to the side.
"Cool, what's this thing?" Tracer remarked, yanking on a lever
attached the one next to Mankey's.
"That's called a slot machine, son. You need money to use it." An
old man sitting at a table near the slot machines threw bag of coins at
Tracer. "There's enough there for three games at the most. Enjoy!" He
chuckled and turned back to his scotch and water.
A grin plastered itself on Tracers face. "Alright! Now we can have
some real fun!" He dumped all the coins into the machine and pulled the
lever. "Wow! All the little pictures are going round, and round, and
round, and round! Look! And money comes out!" He quickly shoved his hat
under the flow of coins. "Cool, let's play again!"
After ten consecutive wins, and a hefty thanks to the old man, (I
think he's in Florida now) Tracer strolled through the betting tables,
looking for more stuff to do. He had left Mankey at the bar, sucking
down marcino cherries. Hitmonlee had found a female Hitmonlee and was
buying her a Carbos or two.
"Cool! I want to play!" A man sitting at a chess table, looked up at
the bright eyed trainer hopping in ecstacy next to him. His eyes
"Ummm, do you want to play?"
"Yeah! Can I?!!"
"Sure. Sit down."
"Okay you go first."
"Uh, your move kid."
"How do you play?"
"How do you play?"
"You mean you don't know how to play chess?"
"*sigh* Okay here, I'll show you."
"Yippee!" The man explained all the rules to Tracer.
"You got that?"
"Okay, let's review. This is a pawn. I'll move it here."
"Great game. Thanks!"
"......." Tracer skipped away, leaving the man staring at the chess
board. He collected his pokémon, and left in search of more fun.
(OOC: Wow he learns fast. I'm not sure, but I think he might be yet
another byproduct in the Cinnabar experiments. Also, wasn't that guy
really patient? I think I'll reward him in my next post.)
(More OOC: I need interaction! I crave it!! PLEASE!!!)
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