From: Simon Locke <atr4llfe@aol.comYuriBabe> Subject: [PW!] Did anything actually get done? Date: Monday, September 27, 1999 11:54 AM "Charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr BOK!" It hissed menacingly. "Damn, that thing is huge…" Simon sighed. The serpent stood up with it's fully extended hood, inspecting Simon in Laura's body. Its forked tongue jetting in and out of it's mouth passed over Simon's head, but still it hissed. "Chair BOK!" "Kosher! It's still me." Laura said calmly. "Only, it's not me, but just for a while." "Charrrrr…. Bok?" "Yes baby, it's your partner Laura," "Bok?" The confused Arbok cocked its head jerkingly, once in a while its fangs gleamed in the light. "It's a long story, but for now you'll just have to trust this man." Laura said psychically. "Charbok." The awesomely huge serpent obeyed her master. "Ok Simon, you can come down now." Laura said. Clinging to one of the many ceiling fans, a man trapped in a woman's body reluctantly released his grip. "Are you kidding? You sure I can trust her?" "She's my pokemon, of course you can Simon." Laura responded. "Ok….." Simon let his head drop down first monkey style, then released his legs. Falling down head first, he did a flip, and did a perfect Olympic style 2.0 landing. "Awwww yea baby, this agile body rules!" With that, he jumped right into a windmill. "Simon, please don't breakdance in my body." "Hahahahahahaha!" The Arbok looked on as her master, who really wasn't, stopped spinning on the floor. She contracted her hood, and coiled up. Simon gazed at the unusually large Arbok, even coiled it reached a height of 10 feet tall. From what Simon could tell, it had a girth of about 4 feet, and must have been 70 feet long. "She's at level 99." Laura said. "Holy sh…. A level 99 Arbok. Now that's a nut." "Hardly." Replied Laura. "A hard nut?" Simon paused, "Hahahahahahahaha." "Enough with the time wasting Simon, we need to get down to business. Finding your body, is only the first step, we have a great more to do in the scheme of things." "Yes mam." Simon walked womanly over to the head desk, Kosher slithered after him. Spike tried to get a free ride on the Arbok, but was rejected and flung to one side. "Haha!" Simon laughed pointing to his Sandslash. "Ok…….. let's go to www.trrocketmail.com…." The screen popped up, with Laura's name at the top and a blank page. "Well, here I go." TO: RAVEN@ATR.COM SUBJECT: WASSUP! FROM: LAURADARK@TRROCKETMAIL.COM HEY RAVEN! THIS IS SIMON! I'M ALIVE! I'M AT LAURA DARKS PLACE……. I MEAN REALLY AT HER PLACE. LISTEN, I NEED TO MEET WITH YOU AND THE OTHER LEADERS OF ANTI TEAM ROCKET. AND IF THEY'RE AREN'T ANY OTHER LEADERS, RECRUIT SOME FROM THE RANKS AND MAKE THEM LEADERS. I HAVE COMPLETE FAITH IN YOUR JUDGEMENT, AND GOT NO DOUBT THAT THE PEOPLE YOU PICK WILL BE WISE CHOICES. THEY WILL BE NEEDED FOR THE UPCOMING BIG ASS MISSION THAT ATR WILL BE CONCENTRATING ON NEXT. BUT FIRST THINGS FIRST, SOME THINGS NEEDED TO GET OUT OF THE WAY. BUT I GOTTA MEET WITH YOU GUYS SO UNCODE THE FOLLOWING CODE, AND MEET ME THERE. HERE'S THE CODE: mEeT aT OlD MaN AnDREw'S on WednesDAY OK, BUT ONCE YOU BREAK THE CODE, DON'T TELL ANYBODY ABOUT IT!!! THAT IS ALL FOR NOW. BOKKIN JET, SIMON LOCKE P.S. THERE'S A SECRET CONTROL ROOM ON THE ISLAND, WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T ACCESS THE CONTROLS IN THERE!!!! IT COULD MEAN DISASTER IF YOU DID. "Ok, all set Laura, now all we have to do is, get out of here without anybody suspecting anything." Simon said. TBC! "You ain't gotta like me, you just mad cuz I tell it how it is and you tell it how it might be." ~ Puff Daddy