From: Maria Rocket
Subject: Re: [PW!] Full Circle
Date: Saturday, October 02, 1999 8:22 PM
>Aerie squirmed out of it. "Then let me do what I must...or, even if
>you've got my body, *I'M* going to die. Even if you put that *program*
>back, it wouldn't be me."
>Seth winced at the mention; he thought he had gotten over that incident,
>but her words still hurt. As she sped off to help some fresh victims,
>Seth pondered what to do. One idea came to him, but looking around the
>battlefield, he noticed a distinct lack of poke balls. Not that it came
>as any suprise: Doppler's forces wouldn't use them unless they had to,
>and was that an anti-poke-ball logo on that helicopter over there?
>Then his eyes spied a trainer amongst the whole lot.
>Gads blinked, trying to decipher the verbal barrage, wondering who had
>just rushed past him. He had felt a tug as the stranger passed, so he
>patted himself down...and came up one poke ball short. Fortunately, it
>had been an empty one.
>Seth stood behind a tree, trying desperately not to be seen, as he
>examined the poke ball. After opening it to confirm it was empty, he
>started working on its circuits, trying to recall a musical chant that
>was common amongst the juvenille troublemakers of his future. This was
>a desperate move, but then, this was a desperate situation, and time was
>of the essence.
>"Tagger's not connected to the battery,
>Battery's not connected to the stabilizer,
>Stabilizer's not connected 'cause it's smashed up...
>And that's how you make a MissingNo."
>But that was merely the first verse. He fumbled for the next, not
>bothering in his panic to count how many there were.
"Sian!" Slasher sped through the bushes, unseen thanks to Persian stealth.
Seth didn't look up from what he was doing. "Beat it Slash! I can't predict
what this is gonna do..." He gave the altered pokeball between his fingers a
spin. He turned his head over his shoulders to glance behind the tree.
Realizing what he meant to do, Slasher paused for minute. "PURR!!" He didn't
want to turn tail, but he knew there was no arguing at that moment.
Reluctantly, the cat bared his fangs angrily and spun around at a run.
"I may regret this Aerie, but I won't let you die...." He got to his feet,
clenching the pokeball in his fist. "Anyone but you."
"I'm tired of all this death," He growled. "I was born with it, I was raised
in it.....and now I can't escape it!" He waited until he saw the pink blur he
recognized as Aerie was at the furthest distance. Then he flung out the
pokeball as hard as he could.
FWAZAP! What followed was an intense strobing effect. Seth couldn't see
through it to see what had happened, but there was a strange silence. He
smiled wearily through the unusual calm.
"It's peaceful..." Seth sunk to his knees. "Almost like the sound of a water
Never before had Seth considered that the Pokeball might spin in the grass. It
had opened and hit him full force. He tried to call out to Aerie, praying she
was alright, but he couldn't feel her nearby.
"Aerie, talk wall birdy macbrock handle...." He muttered, finding it
increasingly difficult to keep a straight thought. "Sign..."
He thought he'd passed out for awhile, but stumbled across the grass on all
fours, changing into random Pokemon and objects as he went. Then he looked up
to see someone he couldn't recognize watching him. He automatically
transformed into a perfect double.
"Plea the cake, use plywood words garash," Seth greeted, swaying as he
attempted to stand.
"Psy yie yie..."
"Taking Pokemon straight from your pockets,
With the power of the stars, it's Maria Rocket!" -My corny PW! motto ^.^;