From: Spawn <nmvds@aol.computers> Subject: [PW!] Counter Earth: League Match of the Other Dimension Date: Saturday, December 04, 1999 11:47 PM Well, after dealing with a period of hectic scheduling and major depression, here I return. Again. Standard Disclaimor: This story is a pseudo-NC. Meaning that absolutely nothing in this story will affect anyone except from Steve Fugues in typical continuity of PW!. This story has Steve traveling to an alternate dimension. As such, he will be affected. But no one else will because their existence in this dimension is completely independent of their existence in the rest of PW! ************* Ah, television. The great American past time. The hobby which so many people get sucked into every day. Watching programs, often times mindless drivel, to curb feelings of boredom. To live out adventures that the viewer wouldn't otherwise be able to do. To watch Pokemon League tournaments. And that's where you'll find our hero of the day, Steven Fugues, at this moment. Stuck in a paralel dimension outside of normal continuity where he doesn't belong in, passing the time away by watching his friends battle in a tournament held for no particular reason by a gym leader who isn't even League sponsored. "Steven?" Tom interrupted. Tom was a blind man who was an expert of technology for Team Rocket. And in this world, Team Rocket was the lesser of two evils when compared to the corrupt Pokemon League. "Yes?" Steve muttered back, devouring his unusual combination snack consisting of corn pops and popcorn. "I've been doing some more research on missingno worm hole anomalies," said Tom. "From what we can deduce, a great deal of their nature lies in the quantum physical and string theory conceptions. There may also be a great deal of tachyons, theoretical particles with imaginary mass which move no slower rather than no faster than light speed." "And?" Steve asked. "I'm trying to figure out why you weren't killed," Tom explained. "As near as I can tell, it's the sword." "Masamune?" Steve wondered. Mewtwo had told him before that the sword carried unique properties. "Somehow it must have created a stabilization field around you," Tom continued, "protecting you from the onslaught of energy and particals." "That's great," said Steve, "so basically I can go through wormholes unharmed. My friends at MIT will be so jealous when I tell them that." "It's not that simple," Tom sighed. "Damn." "The sword may carry some mystical properties with it," Tom began to lecture, "but it is not unbreakable. Mewtwo said so himself. And if anything should've destroyed it, a missingno anomaly would've been it. So it makes me wonder if there are any consequences unaccounted for." "Like?" "I don't know," said Tom, "quantum physics is complicated enough as it is. Combine it with *unnatural* laws, and you got problems." "Great," Steve sighed, "anything else?" "One more thing," said Tom, "remember that Tiki character?" "A little," Steve tried to recall, "the guy who thought he could take on Mewtwo, right?" "That's the one," Tom continued. "For some reason, we're getting huge psychic readings off this guy even though he's a vegetable at this point. He's using his psychic powers for something, but I can't figure out what it is yet." "What did Mewtwo say?" Steve asked. "Mewtwo told me not to worry about it," Tom explained. "Great..." said Steve as he looked back at the TV. There on the screen, the battles were about to start and various members of Team Rocket faced against the gym leaders. TBC Okay everyone who's involved in this, here's your cue to begin.. -Spawn To reply, remove "puters" from the e-mail address.