From: Adrian Tymes <wingcat@pacbell.net> Subject: Re: [PW!] We Have Fallen Off the Map! Date: Sunday, October 03, 1999 12:52 PM Roberto Perez-Vila wrote: > Marvin, who hasn't been paying much attention to what's been going on > after Famifax interrupted his train of thought, calls out, "Ahhh ha!" He > points to the map with so much force that he rips a large hole in it, "I > now know where Maiden's Peak is on the map, thus know how to get to > Fuschia City from here! It looks like we won't need your help to navigate > towards Fuschia, after all, Mimic. The decision whether to stay here in > our cramped caravan or leave is all up to you." "Mimic curious what 'Replicus' is...must find out if *is* brother. But at least let Mimic provide transport. Fuschia on route to rematch site." Before anyone can object, Mimic the Pidgey leaps out of the caravan's window, and grows enough to shade the entire vehicle. Suddenly, everyone still inside feels significant acceleration - first upwards, then forwards, then side to side. It is all Marvin can do to shut his eyes and hold on; his pokemon fare only a little better. Bozo reacts best, managing to put up Barriers on the open windows to prevent anyone or anything from falling out. And then it is over. When Marvin looks out the caravan's window, he finds himself on the outskirts of Fuschia, a large Pidgeot quickly flyng into the distance. Everything has happened so fast, it is only when he sees Mimic that his ears process Mimic's departing words: "Will probably meet again. Mimic thank Xerox..."