From: Anonymous <anakin0327@aol.com> Subject: [PW!] The Legend of Zelda Date: Tuesday, December 14, 1999 11:32 PM When we last left off, Mark found that Oddish can evolve. But for some reason, his Oddish, though past its evolutionary level, is yet to do so... ------------ "Hey Oddish, what's going on? You've been avoiding me this whole time..." Oddish started to speak, then thought better of it, and turned his head. "Oh come on, it's a simple question. What's going on here?" The weed Pokémon remained silent. Mark's Pokémon (with the exception of Gyarados) had been watching the confrontation with interest. "Oui Ee, eeVee eevee eee?" [Hey Beedrill, you've known Oddish longer than the rest of us, what gives?] "Speeeeeear?" [Yeah, what's going on?] Through a series of buzzes which are difficult for this author to type and simultaneously keep aesthetically pleasing, Beedrill responded: [Well, long before Oddish was captured by Professor Oak's aides and given to Mark, he was owned by a little girl named Zelda. She wasn't a trainer, but she cared for him like a child. She was his only friend in the world. Then, one day, some Rockets came in and kidnapped the Zelda's parents. Oddish and her were able to escape, but they didn't last long out in the world. One day, a Vileplume took the girl, leaving Oddish to die. Though he survived, he was crushed forever. Ever since, whenever he started to evolve, he couldn't stop thinking about poor little Zelda...] A tear then dropped from Beedrill's eye. The others were not impressed. "Eee oui eeveeee eevee!" [Are you kidding me? That was just some horribly cliché tale you made up!] [Well, the part about not evolving was true...] "Speear spearow?" [Then why make up all that crap?] [I just wanna be noticed.] Meanwhile, Mark had given up on trying to talk with Oddish. "Maybe I'll never know..." ------------ TBC -Anonymous (you know, the guy who wrote all the poems) -=-=-=-=-