From: Yoders <yoda325344@aol.com.nyc> Subject: [PW!] Clash of the Titan Date: Wednesday, December 29, 1999 6:08 PM PokéWars! - Episode 5 - Gibraltar P:OTPW!: "Quoth the Shorts Kids.." - Gibraltar and his Rapier the Farfetch'd, after an encounter with the SK Tribe, approach the Bug Gym. << The shorts kids recalled all the injured Pokémon, then disappeared into the bushes; Gibraltar swore he saw a hatch close and open, and a tree's branch suddenly get retract. "Weird..." Gibraltar threw away his coke. "What say we investigate this 'gym'?" "Better than being chased by neurotic ten year olds", Rapier retorted, and they made their way toward the gym. >> Gibraltar tilted his sun glasses. "-That's- it?" "Is there any other gym around here?" "Well, ATR hasn't exactly been living in luxury anyway. They'll appreciate it." "Doesn't their leader wear a paper-bag on his head or something?" "..." "Thought so." "I'm really only a -part time- member, y'know." "Sure. And isn't he a wo--" -===---===--===---===--===---===- "Clash of the Titan" by Yoda -===---===--===---===--===---===- Gibraltar opened one of his belt pouches, removing a dusty old silver Pokéball with the PL symbols etched onto it. The Pokémon League Pokéballs acted as storage and catching devices, stronger than Ultra Balls yet less powerful then Master Balls. However, they were only issued in limited quantities to exclusive members, the Elite Four for example. He blew off the smoke, into Rapier's face. "Ugh.. *hack*.. whud Pogaymon id dat?" He sneezed. "Ahhh.. this is Titan. A Rhydon. Found 'em terrorizing Scyther as a Rhyhorn back in Fuschia." Gibraltar wiped a tear from his eye. "And as we moved to Celadon to check out the Erika's grass gym.. he terrorized Eevee. Ah, memories." "How touching," his Farfetch'd partner flatly replied, who sounded remarkably like Michael J. Fox. He threw down the Pokéball, and from the red beam materialized a 10ft Rhydon, with a rust colored hide. The drill bit on his muzzle was slightly rusty from use. It looked like an organic tank on two legs. Rapier stepped up behind him and tapped him on the tail. "Oh, Rapier, I forgot to mention that he has a slight ga--" "Hi, I'll be your new part--" *BBRRRRAAPPPP* "--s problem." The Farfetch'd was instantaneously blown back 20 ft into the side of the Bug Gym, feathers charred and blown back. Eyes now X's, he coughed out black smoke. Titan didn't flinch, but now rubbed his stomach, relieved. He sat on the grass and scratched himself. "Tell me, exactly WHY did you release that... that.. pain in th... PROCTORAL NUISANCE!?" "Oh. He breaks down doors and stuff. I figured the door would be locked." Gibraltar then walks up to the oaken door of the gym, and.. opens the door. "Whoops?" Rapier sweatdrops. "Rassin frassin zwizza draggin nogood dirtyfriggin makeme standup shakehishand fartsinmyface damn RHYDON!" Titan laughs, and burps. "Don," he says nonchalantly. Rapier's bloods vessels nearly exploded. -===---===--===---===--===---===- TBC? -- -===---===--===---===--===---===- Yeah, I know that was hella short. But I need someone to fill me in on the details and give others time to get to the gym. -- Yoda "Do, or do not. There is no try." "Think different." "Ba dum dum" Yoda Communications: http://yoda.pagehub.com AIM: Yoda Yoderson -=|[Regian]|=- Host my website.