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[PW][FDT] Quarter Final Match-Ups and Other Points of Interest

Chet Weaver - Interstellar Hitchhiker

2005-10-28, 7:35 pm

There was definitely something wrong with this match. The referee could
feel it in his bones. Nevermind the fact that Aeolus was mopping the
floor with Sherman's Pokemon. There was something wrong on a total
spiritual level in this match, and it was practically radiating from
Aeolus and his Pokemon. Maybe it was the swirly hairstyle, the grayness
of the hair itself, or the obvious tan lines around Aeolus's eyes, but
there was something about him that the referee intensely disliked on a
metaphysical level.

Not only was Aeolus thoroughly sadistic in his technique, but there was
something up with his Pokemon as well. The looks in the eyes of that
Seviper and Walrein sent chills down his spine. It was as if their
souls had been ripped out and replaced with a missile guidance system.
That was bad enough, but he saw the exact same thing in Aeolus's eyes as
well, and what's more - Aeolus seemed to enjoy it. What made it all so
incredibly creepy, tipping it all right off the scale, was that the boy
couldn't be much older than ten.

Allowing this match to continue was a lead weight in the referee's soul.
In the name of everything decent and pure, he could not simply allow
Aeolus to advance in the tournament. However, as a referee, there was
nothing he could do unless Aeolus actually did something illegal. There
was nothing in the rulebook about taking sadistic pleasure from totally
owning your opponent.

The referee shuddered as he watched a creepy grin distort its way across
Aeolus's face.

"Shadow Wave," Aeolus said, taking restrained glee in each syllable.
His Seviper drew back its tail, charging it with abyssal energy before
swinging it back around in a wide arch. From this arch the abyssal
energy washed over the field as if spilling out from the nothingness
behind the sliced fabric of time and space itself. The energy flew
unimpeded through Sherman's Houndoom and Donphan and broke against
Sherman himself, bowling all three over.

That was it. A double whammy. This was the referee's chance to strike.

"Disqualification!" the referee announced. "The red trainer has used an
illegal move to attack the opposing trainer directly! He is
disqualified from the match and the tournament, making the winner blue
trainer Sherman!"

The referee sighed with relief as the crowd broke into a chaotic mix of
boos and cheers. While emergency medical technicians inspected Sherman,
the refereed looked over at Aeolus. Much to his surprise, the
gray-haired trainer didn't seem the least bit perturbed by the turn of
events. In fact, he held a look of amusement, as if Aeolus knew
something that the referee didn't.

"Over-ruled," came a voice over the PA system.

An air of confusion swept over the audience. The referee himself was
shocked and offended. What in blue blazes? What match were they watching?

"Aeolus just broke two rules!" the referee argued. "Either one of which
is grounds for disqualification! What on Earth would..."

"The Shadow Wave technique used by the red trainer's Seviper is
perfectly legal," the voice announced. "The technique has had official
tournament use in the Orre League and has been approved by this
commitee. Furthermore, the commitee currently views the attack on the
blue trainer as accidental. Until an investigation concludes to the
contrary, Aeolus's disqualification is revoked."

"You can't be serious!" the referee exclaimed.

"The commitee's decision is final," the voice proclaimed. "The match
will now continue."

The referee looked over to Sherman's side of the field. Only his
Houndoom remained standing. A quick Ice Ball soon corrected the oversight.

"The blue trainer has been defeated," the referee sighed. "The winner
is red trainer Aeolus."

----------------------------------------------------------------------

"No! Tell me it isn't true!"

"Sorry, Cicada," Professor Birch said over the Pokemon Center's
videophone after the preliminaries ended. "While Vibrava looks like an
insect and belongs to the Bug breeding group, it is technically a Ground
and Dragon-type Pokemon."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Cicada bawled, her outburst startling a
pair of nearby Chanseys and causing them to bump into a couple other
trainers, accidently releasing their Pokemon which started a chain
reaction the sent the lobby into totally disarray. "I can't believe I
spent all that time training a disgusting lizard! I was betrayed by my
Vibrava!"

"Don't worry, lots of people make that mistake," Birch said consolingly.
"Even I confuse it for a bug on occasion. But it's still a bug-like
Pokemon."

"Yeah," Cicada sniffed.

"And it is still the same Vibrava you knew and loved before you knew it
was a dragon," Birch said encouragingly.

"I guess so," Cicada sighed. Then she perked up and said, "At least
it's not some scary Ghost-type! Right, Shelly?"

"Shedinja," the Pokemon hovering over Cicada's right shoulder intoned.

"Hoo, boy," Birch remarked, a sweatdrop forming on his brow.

Across the room, Keiko sat on the couch and watched as a news anchored
announced tomorrow's match-ups.

----------------------------------------------------------------------

MATCH 1:
Peabody
vs.
Aerie

MATCH 2:
Django
vs.
Alexandria Masters

MATCH 3:
Karl
vs.
Smasher

MATCH 4:
Jeff Raiser
vs.
Aeolus

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Pardon me," said a high-pitched voice behind Keiko. She turned around,
unbalancing the Swablu on her head for a moment, and saw a boy wearing a
headband and a Jigglypuff on his shoulder.

"Yes, may I help you?" Keiko asked.

"Do you happen to know where Django is?" the Jigglypuff, owner of said
voice, replied. "We wish to congratulate him on his victory and wish
him luck in the rest of the tournament."

"Wait a minute, you're that Lute Everlong guy, right?" Keiko inquired
after a moment's realization. "You fought Django in the tournament."

"Quite," the Jigglypuff confirmed. "He would've congratulated him
immediately after the match, but he has a hard time conversing without a
translator. He's mute, you see."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize," Keiko said. "That's why you use the
flute, right?"

Lute began making guestures with his hands, which Jigglypuff translated,
"Yes. It is a complicated technique that has taken me many years to
master. It still has some flaws as you could see. I have considered
using louder instruments, like electric guitars, but they require a lot
of equipment to carry around."

"Oh, wow," Keiko said with some fascination. "Hey, I don't suppose
you've seen Reverend Lauren Di Ego or whatever she's calling herself
around, have you?"

Lute and his Jigglypuff exchanged glances before the balloon Pokemon
replied, "I don't believe we have. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, it's no big deal," Keiko replied. "Are you... doing anything later?"

Lute smiled and began signing again.

"Actually I am free all this week," Jigglypuff translated. "I saw this
little bistro on the way into town I was thinking of trying. Perhaps
you would like to join me?"

"I'd love to," Keiko accepted. She stood up and presented her hand,
adding, "I'm Keiko, by the way. Keiko Kamen."

"A pleasure," Jigglypuff said as Lute took Keiko's hand. "Say, that
wouldn't be Keiko Kamen as in..."

"No, it wouldn't," Keiko said through clenched teeth. She then tilted
her head forward to introduce her Swablu. "And this is Skyler."

"Nice to meet you, too," Jigglypuff said jovially as an extended paw was
met with a cottony wing.

"Swab," Skyler said to Keiko. She sighed, dug into her belt pack, and
handed him a moist towelette.

"It's nothing personal," Keiko said as Skyler began cleaning his wing
off. "He's like that with everybody. You know how Swablu are."

---------------------------------------------------------------------

Midnight in Fortree City. All was quiet except for the creaking of rope
and wood as Agent Janine Tammerlane made her way to the Fortree Pokemon
Gym. Her hunch had been right. Team Flora's so-called "Super Secret
Submarine Machine" was parked right outside and a nearby window had been
opened. The job was going down tonight.

Janine quickly climed through the window and sent out her Cacturne. The
two of them quickly but cautiously made their way through the gym's
administrative offices, ducking behind doorways and corners as they
went. If she was right, she would find the thieves in the Gym Leader's
office, where the mystery prize Pokemon was safely stowed away in its
PokeBall inside a safe.

When she came to Winona's office, the door was closed. She nodded to
her Cacturne, drew her gun, and, on a silent count of three, they kicked
the door open and leapt into the room. The room seemed to be devoid of
living occupants until the gym leader's chair swiveled around to face
her, revealing a young man with spikey, brown hair and a flannel jacket.

"You!" Janine exclaimed, her gun leveled towards the boy's torso.
"You're Smasher, aren't you? You're in league with Team Flora?"

"I wouldn't go that far," Smasher replied. "But we do go way back.
Don't worry about them. I was able to convince them to not steal the
prize until later. I happen to have a... personal reason for winning
this Pokemon."

"I can still book you on aiding known felons," Janine said. "Not to
mention breaking and entering."

"Yeah," Smasher agreed. "But there are larger concerns here than former
Rockets going after the big score. Something that would mean the end of
our way of life and Pokemon training as we know it."

"You mean...?" Janine asked hesitantly.

Smasher answered, "Shadow Pokemon."

To be continued...?

--

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William Rendfeld

2005-10-28, 7:35 pm

Chet Weaver - Interstellar Hitchhiker wrote:

quote:

> Across the room, Keiko sat on the couch and watched as a news anchored
> announced tomorrow's match-ups.
>
> ----------------------------------------------------------------------
>
> MATCH 1:
> Peabody
> vs.
> Aerie
>
> MATCH 2:
> Django
> vs.
> Alexandria Masters
>
> MATCH 3:
> Karl
> vs.
> Smasher
>
> MATCH 4:
> Jeff Raiser
> vs.
> Aeolus
>
> -------------------------------------------------------------------------=

-----

quote:

>

quote:

>
> ---------------------------------------------------------------------
>
> Midnight in Fortree City. All was quiet except for the creaking of rope
> and wood as Agent Janine Tammerlane made her way to the Fortree Pokemon
> Gym. Her hunch had been right. Team Flora's so-called "Super Secret
> Submarine Machine" was parked right outside and a nearby window had been
> opened. The job was going down tonight.
>
> Janine quickly climed through the window and sent out her Cacturne. The
> two of them quickly but cautiously made their way through the gym's
> administrative offices, ducking behind doorways and corners as they
> went. If she was right, she would find the thieves in the Gym Leader's
> office, where the mystery prize Pokemon was safely stowed away in its
> PokeBall inside a safe.
>
> When she came to Winona's office, the door was closed. She nodded to
> her Cacturne, drew her gun, and, on a silent count of three, they kicked
> the door open and leapt into the room. The room seemed to be devoid of
> living occupants until the gym leader's chair swiveled around to face
> her, revealing a young man with spikey, brown hair and a flannel jacket.
>
> "You!" Janine exclaimed, her gun leveled towards the boy's torso.
> "You're Smasher, aren't you? You're in league with Team Flora?"
>
> "I wouldn't go that far," Smasher replied. "But we do go way back.
> Don't worry about them. I was able to convince them to not steal the
> prize until later. I happen to have a... personal reason for winning
> this Pokemon."
>
> "I can still book you on aiding known felons," Janine said. "Not to
> mention breaking and entering."
>
> "Yeah," Smasher agreed. "But there are larger concerns here than former
> Rockets going after the big score. Something that would mean the end of
> our way of life and Pokemon training as we know it."
>
> "You mean...?" Janine asked hesitantly.
>
> Smasher answered, "Shadow Pokemon."
>

"I always wondered," someone noted from just outside, listening
carefully through the glass of an office window. Schwester Schatten
stepped out of the shadows and quickly rushed off into the night.
"More than meets the eye indeed."

TBC!

[NS: Schwester's just keeping her eye on things. Don't expect her to
get involved unless she's absolutely necessary.

Also, I finally get to explain the willies! At last!]

Clayton

2005-10-29, 2:31 am

"William Rendfeld" <WARendfeld@aol.com> wrote in message
news:1130541102.802991.222130@g43g2000cwa.googlegroups.com...

Chet Weaver - Interstellar Hitchhiker wrote:

quote:

> Across the room, Keiko sat on the couch and watched as a news anchored
> announced tomorrow's match-ups.
>
> ----------------------------------------------------------------------
>
> MATCH 1:
> Peabody
> vs.
> Aerie
>
> MATCH 2:
> Django
> vs.
> Alexandria Masters
>
> MATCH 3:
> Karl
> vs.
> Smasher
>
> MATCH 4:
> Jeff Raiser
> vs.
> Aeolus
>
> ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
>

"Hmp," Sven noted bitterly. "Looks like you're in for real
trouble there. She isn't gonna go easy on you."

"Me not want her to," Grimlock noted proudly. "Hardly without
honor to lose to daughter of Doppler."

"She's Doppler's daughter?" Peabody asked in shock. "And
you're just now telling me this?"

"How'd you know anyway?" Sven asked.

"Me have ways," Grimlock replied.

-

"I don't like this," Bob noted.

"Agree," Mimic replied. "Something off about this
'Aeolus'."

"It can't be that bad," Jeff said. He looked up at his big
brother nervously and asked, "Can it?"

"Yes, it can," Alex interjected, walking up to the trio.
"Something was off with Aeolus and his Pokémon, Jeff. Seriously
off."

"You sound unusually worried," Bob noted.

"That guy gave me the willies like you wouldn't believe," Alex
replied. "No vibes I've experienced even begin to compare to
this."

"'Willies'?" Jeff asked nervously.

"Whenever I'm near someone of incredibly high Dark-type or
Ghost-type energies, a cold feeling races up and down my spine," Alex
explained. "What I got off of those Pokémon of his was like both and
neither, yet far more immense." She knelt down, and said, "I
don't scare easy, Jeff, but this is definitely not good. If you plan
on facing him, be extremely careful."

"Speaking of being careful," Bob noted, "good luck with your
match tomorrow."

"Thanks," Alex noted. With a slight smirk, she added, #Good luck to
you too, Django.#

Bob blinked, then thought, #You knew?#

#I guessed,# Alex replied with a wink before walking off.

-------

Later, and away from crowd proper, Bob sighed heavily.

"I get the feeling I should have said something," Bob noted.

"Why Bob no say?"

"Because I don't know what I'm feeling myself. It reminded me of that
time you were trying to help your brother. The darkness, the wrongness
of it was the same, but muted. I guess that's because this time I'm not
directly in contact with it," Bob shuddered.

"But Bob no psychic."

"I know that very well thanks. I don't know what I'm feeling, all I
know is that I AM feeling it. And so help that guy if he dares hurt Jeff
tomorrow because his odds for survival will be slim at best."

"..."

"Look Mimic, if Jeff gets hurt out there, I'm the least of your worries.
It's Aerie that I'd worry about because she's a lot harder to sedate
than me. Besides, it's only a feeling, granted a feeling that there's a
disturbance in the natural order of things, but we can't get worked
up over a feeling, right?"

-------
TBC!

[NS: Schwester's just keeping her eye on things. Don't expect her to
get involved unless she's absolutely necessary.

Also, I finally get to explain the willies! At last!]

[NS: I see ...]

-------
Clayton
Random Rhapsodist

Random Tagline:
Murphy was an optimist.

Steffan Hedd Alun

2005-10-29, 7:33 pm

"Chet Weaver - Interstellar Hitchhiker" <ZeroOhki@netscape.net> wrote in
message news:4362809e@news.usenetzone.com...

quote:

> "I'm Keiko, by the way. Keiko Kamen."
>
> "A pleasure," Jigglypuff said as Lute took Keiko's hand. "Say, that
> wouldn't be Keiko Kamen as in..."
>
> "No, it wouldn't," Keiko said through clenched teeth. She then tilted her
> head forward to introduce her Swablu. "And this is Skyler."
>
> "Nice to meet you, too," Jigglypuff said jovially as an extended paw was
> met with a cottony wing.
>
> "Swab," Skyler said to Keiko. She sighed, dug into her belt pack, and
> handed him a moist towelette.
>
> "It's nothing personal," Keiko said as Skyler began cleaning his wing off.
> "He's like that with everybody. You know how Swablu are."

"You!"

Keiko looked around. She rolled her eyes as she spotted Lauren marching
towards her, Diego close behind.

"Give me Sparkler," she said simply.

"Right here-" started Diego, but Lauren interrupted him.

"Listen here, you obscenity," she snarled. "I note that you weren't a part
of the tournament."

"I don't see what that has to do with-"

"Then you can shut up and listen, owing to the fact that I'm about to tell
you." Lauren allowed herself to scowl a little before continuing. "Yes, we
have your Minun. Why you have it when you don't have a Plusle is beyond me,
but-"

"How do you know I don't have a Plusle?"

"Assumption, darling. Now, do pay attention, won't you? Yes, we've got
your Pokémon. However, it has come to our attention that there's another
stolen Pokémon somewhere in Fortree."

"Stolen from us," explained Diego. "We bugged the ball, and it seems that
it's arrived here somehow."

"So tell you what," said Lauren, smiling maliciously. "Let's help each
other out. Stick with us, and help us retrieve our PokéBall. When we get
it back from the thief that stole it from us, we'll give you back your
Minun."

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't go straight to the police."

Lauren smiled her widest, most sinister smile yet.

"Because if you stick with us, we've got something quite...special for you
as a reward. Show her, Diego."

Diego revealed a Poké Ball from his pocket. He released the creature.

It was a Plusle.

"More than makes up for our...temporary theft, wouldn't you agree?"

TBC?