From: Shimarisu <shimarisu@my-deja.com> Subject: [PW!] The PokeBall Aftermath Date: Wednesday, September 15, 1999 8:50 AM Nisemon was out cold. From the Ditto's perspective, if indeed it had any at this moment, HP was zero. Life signs were nil. Technically, Nisemon should have returned to the original form, that of a Ditto. But somehow the human DNA that had been spliced into Nisemon's genes entirely by accident, remained true. So to all intents and purposes, anybody who cared to look would have seen an unconscious, possibly dead Team Rocket female lying in the rubble rather than a Ditto. At any rate, Nisemon was in trouble. Unconscious, with no trainer to take the Ditto to a PokeCentre, this could spell Game Over with no reprieves - no being returned to the original save point minus half of any collected cash, no chance to start again. Nisemon was a floating Pokemon, that is to say a Pokemon without an ID, without an owner. Perhaps the Ditto could be classified as wild. What happened to wild Pokemon, knocked unconscious in battles by their trainer-owned counterparts, left to lie there in the wilderness? Did they die, or regain their senses? Indeed, nobody knew, as when research teams went out to study the whole affair they always went in to rescue the wild Pokemon after a few hours. Because nobody could *bear* it. Nisemon had another problem, however. Suppose somebody rescued the Ditto, while it was still taking on the form of Murasaki? Suppose a Team Rocket agent rescued Nisemon? In that case, it meant being Found Out. The list of felonies the Ditto had committed against Team Rocket was too long to possibly gauge. Perhaps it was better to just die. How had Nisemon got into this mess? Some time ago while still being Murasaki, the Ditto had been walking away from the diner, leaving behind the confused, and quite possibly heartbroken water trainer Splash. Just minutes later it seemed, here was nise-Murasaki lying in the rubble of a dance hall with a big piece of concrete embedded in her head. Nisemon must have been attracted to the PokeBall by the flashing lights and music, and the plethora of Rocket agents standing around, just waiting to be picked on. Then somebody had set off a bomb. The last thing that Nisemon had been aware of was a loud explosion, the impact of the concrete, and the casual utterance of the phrase "Oh bugger" as blackness swept the Ditto's mind away. Was this the end? - TBC? -Shimarisu (who would like for somebody to rescure her chara...) Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/ Share what you know. Learn what you don't.