The Writing Wacko's! The Zarconizad Cometh!
They looked up athe the humongous hotel, mouths agape. It had to be at least 12 stories tall!
"That's....That's pretty tall.."
"Damn right it's tall...."
"Eh I've seen bigger." Mew2 shrugged. Emerid and CTF stared at Mew2 a moment, who fidgeted nervously.
"What?"
"You have NOT seen buildings bigger than this!"
"Have too!" CTF and Emerid stared at her, hands on their hips. She fidgeted for a few moments, then sighed.
"Fine! It's the biggest building I've seen! You happy now?" SHe cried.
"Actually yes." Mr. Emerid said smugly.
"Let's go in before they run out of rooms, or we kill each other." CTF asked innocnetly, ignoring Mew2's glare. They stepped inside, and were astounded by the size of the lobby. They walked over to the registration desk and encountered a man writing on a note pad.
"Scuse me. We're here to register for Pewter's Pearl Rock battle of the bands?" The man looked up boredly.
"Band name?" He asked in a tired voice. Emerid Looked at CTF, who just shrugged blankly. He then looked at Mew2, Who shrugged also. He turned back to the man.
"Uhm..."
"Band Name?"
"Ah....er....The Writing Wacko's!" Emerid Blurted. CTF and Mew2 stared at him, Jaws agape as the man scribbled down the name, then grasped some keys off a wall.
"You're room number is 414, Floor 5. There's a presentation going on in the Dining area with The Famous Professor Oak behind me. I reccomend you to attend." The man said simply, then went back to writing. Emerid, CTF, and Mew2 walked slowly towards the dining room, talking quietly.
"The Writing WHAT???" CTF whispered fiercly.
"What kinda F***** up name is the Writing WACKO'S??" Mew2 asked quietly yet harshly.
"I'M SORRY! I blanked! I couldn't think of anything! I just said the first thing that came to mind! 'Sides, I didn't See YOU two Comin' up with anything better." Emerid retorted, opening up the door to the dining room. He saw a small amount of people, mostly what looked like scientists, sitting in the front row near Prof. Oak, who had a small podium with a Golden and silvery Pokeball with the letters G and S written on it. Behind the first row, were empty seats, obviously it was intended for more people. They took their seats behind the first row and started to listen to the Professor.
"As you people can see here, this is the mysterious GS ball. For years I have tried to unlock it's secrets, but have only scratched the surface. No-one knows why or how, but you cannot transfer this GS Ball like you could a normal Pokeball, and we have used many means to try and open it. We have discovered only that it is made of Gold and Silver, and dates back thousands of years ago, maybe more. Ash Ketchum first brought me this treasure from the Orange Island's own Professor Ivy, even she could not unlock what is inside. ANd Who knows what might be inside? Maybe a legendary pokemon such as Articuno or maybe a lowly Diglett? Does anyone have any theories, questions, or perhaps speculation on the GS Ball?" He asked. The Three looked at each other and shrugged. One scientist stood up.
"Professor, what type of means have you tried to open the GS Ball?" Professor oak folded his arms behind his back and paced.
"Well, With help from the Silph Co.'s President in a joint operation involving Parks' Gym, we have tried several means. We first tried to open it, I'm embarrased to say, with things such as Jackhammers and crowbars."
"Did he try pressing the button?" Emerid asked CTF quietly.
"Then we got a little more sensible. We tried to disrupt the electronic locking mechanism using a serious of EMP's, but that failed. Next we tried using powerful electro magnets to pry it apart, that failed as well."
"But did he try pressing the button?" Emerid asked again. Prof. Oak gave him a disdainful look, but continued.
"Then, we enlisted the help of Parks' Gym's Psychic Pokemon, who tried to telekinetically force it open. Needless to say, that was a failure too." Finally Emerid shot up out of his seat, interrupting Oak.
"BUT DID YOU TRY PRESSING THE DAMN BUTTON???" He cried loudly. Oak stared at him blankyl for a moment.
"...Buttton?" He asked dubiously. Emerid gave him an 'are-you-a-dumbass-or-something?' Look and stepped out into the aisle.
"YES! THE BUTTON! And I thought you were supposed to be smart!!!" Emerid said. CTF and Mew2 grabbed him and pulled him back.
"Are you NUTS? Disrespecting a reknowned Pokeom Professor??" CTF Hissed.
"Screw nuts! Are you trying to embarrass us??"
"Well! Since you seem to think that I'm not as smart as you, ...whoever you are.....maybe YOU'D like to come up here with your little friends and try unlocking ancient secrets!" Prof. Oak huffed, motioning for them to come up to the platform. Emerid grinned broadly and practically dragged CTF and Mew2 up to the podium with the GS Ball on it. He pushed CTF towards it, who reluctantly sighed and picked the ball up, examinging it for a few moments.
"Well?" Oak asked impatiently.
"You said it was partially made out o' gold right?" CTF asked. Oak nodded.
"Well that's why you can't transfer it then. I know from experience, you can't transport real gold via pokeball transport. So it stands to reason that a Pokeball made out of gold, cannot be transfered." CTF Shrugged.
"And Since Pokeballs of today are made of titanium, and we didn't HAVE Titanium thousands of years ago, It stands also to reason that people back den would use whatever was handy, namely precious metals such as gold and/or silver." Mew2 added. Oak's jaw fell a little, not knowing that at all. CTF Put the ball back down and walked over to Mew2.
"How'd you know gold can't be transferred?" Mew2 asked under her breath.
"I tried to smuggle some gold through a Pokeball via Pokeball Transferring. Nearly got caught when they found they couldn't transfer it and popped them open." CTF whispered. Mew2 nodded as Emerid took the stand, picking the GS ball up and throwing it up and down.
"Okay People. For those of you without common sense...let me reiterate on PROPER POKEBALL USAGE!" He said, looking directly at Oak. He pointed the ball button first towards Oak, then pointed at the button.
"See Button A? YOU PRESS BUTTON A to open Pokeball B. You also Throw pokeball B, pressing button A first as to capture Pokemon C! NOW DID YOU EVER TRY PRESSING THE GOD DAMN BUTTON TREE GUY?" Emerid asked loudly. Oak blinked dumbly for a moment before shaking his head.
"I'm afraid...no-one ever tried pressing the button." Oak admitted reluctantly.
"THEN IT pleases me to be the first!" Emerid cried, turning around and holding the GS ball out before Pressing the button. It popped open, instantly the inside of the ball was filled with bright red light that flashed throughout the room brightly before the glow shot out onto the podium, growing larger and larger till it was twice the height of Emerid. Immediately it grew into a more recognizable form, a purely sphere glow. Suddenly, a powerful, muscle bound, scaly clawed hand covered in a metal gauntlet shot out of the sphere, followed by another hand. Two Leg's appeared, both scaly, clawed, and wearing metal like boots, followed by a dragon like head, covered in a metal helmet. Two wings appeared followed by a long spiked tail. It looked like an armored dragon....
Except it was about 6 inches tall.
It looked up at everyone, small puffs of smoke coming from it's nose. Everyone looked down at the strange pokemon, almost amused. It looked up at Emerid, frowning.
"What tha F*** Are you?" Emerid said, bending down to one knee. It pointed one claw at Emerid.
"You were the one who released me?" It asked in a small, te almost regal voice.
"Yeeeaaaaahhh........" Emerid said slowly. It nodded once.
"Good, then you will be spared from my rage!" It cried. Prof. Oak stepped forward, looking down at the pokemon.
"Scuse me, but who are you?" He asked.
"QUIET PITIFUL HUMAN! NO-ONE GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO SPEAK!" The Small dragon cried, hopping up and slapping Professor Oak. It then turned to the Audience.
"YOU WILL BOW DOWN BEFORE ME OR I WILL SMASH YOU BETWEEN MY CLAWS AND Use your BONES TO PICK AWAY THE CHARRED FLESH!" It roared in it's small voice. Everyone in the audience stared at the small dragon before bursting out laughing.
'That small thing??"
"Gimme a break!"
"A DIGLETT is bigger than that thing!"
"Oh come on! Just that from the G S Ball??? GIVE ME A BREAK!"
"Break me off a piece o' that Kit kat bar!"
"Shut up Kenny! You'll get us Sued!" The Small pokemon, meanwhile, was glaring at everyone furiously.
"YOU DARE INSULT THE MIGHTY ZARCONIZAD???? YOU WILL ALL BUUURN! BURN IN THE FIRES OF ZARCONIZAD!" It roared, before letting out a small burst of flame that burned against Professor Oaks leg, then dissipated.
"Hmmm, Obviously a Fire Type, but not very powerful..." Prof. Oak mused, his pants leg not even on fire.
"Hey! Don't insult it!" Emerid Cried. He turned to CTF and Mew2, who were snickering.
"Man, a New born Charmander has more power than that thing!" Mew2 laughed.
"Way to go Emerid! You unleashed a Mini-Charmander!" CTF snickered. MR. EMerid frowned and looked down at the tiny pokemon.
"Sooo...Your a Zarconizad?" It turned to Emerid, it's tiny nostrils flaring.
"I GAVE YOU NO PERMISSION TO SPEAK INFIDEL! YOU MAY HAVE UNLOCKED ME, BUT YOU WILL OBEY ME! I AM YOUR NEW GOD! BOW! BOW INFIDEL!!!" Emerid stood up and looked down at Zarconizad, starting to get angry.
"You say what?"
"BOW PITIFUL HUMAN! YOU SORRY EXCUSE OF A MAGIKARP! NOW BOW LIKE THE GROWLITHE YOU ARE!" Emerid hissed and took a step back.
"Nobody...but NOBODY! Call's me a MAGIKARP! AND GET'S AWAY WITH IT!" With that, Emerid jumped forward and slammed his foot into Zarconiza'ds gut, sending him flying over the audience and into the door. Zarconizad slid down slowly, then stood up on the ground, wobbling badly.
"Yoou.....innnsolent...huuu...*THUD*" Zarconizad fell forward, slipping into unconsciousness almost immediately.CTF and Mew2 stared at Emerid, who just winced.
"Nice punt M&M."
"Excellent force Emerid." Prof. Oak stepped forward, clearing his throat.
"Well.....Emerid is it? The Scientist community thanks you for your help in unleashing the GS Ball, and we will now conduct tests on this new Species of Pokemon." EMerid turned to Oak.
"Tests? What kinda tests?"
"Well, DNA testing, strength, power levels, Maybe a blood sample or two."
"Will it be painful?"
"Most assuredly yes." Emerid quickly grabbed a Pokeball and hurled it at Zarconizad, capturing the tiny Pokemon within moments. The Audience and Prof. Oak looked shocked as Emerid retrieved the Pokeball.
"HE STOLE THE ZODIAC!"
"THAT'S ZARCONIZAD!"
"GET HIM!" Mew2 and CTF ran over to Emerid, and all started talking at once.
"Are you nuts??" Mew2 hissed, grabbing him by the collar.
"You just angered the entire Pokemon Scientific Community! OUR ASSES ARE ON THE GRILL NOW!" CTF Cried, smacking him upside the head. All three turned their heads to the sounds of an angry mob, and saw the audience running towards them, hands outstretched.
"Argue later, Run like hell now." Emerid cried, throwing the doors open and rushing out with CTF and Mew2 as Scientists and such ran out after them, leaving Prof. Oak up on the podium. AFter a moment he sighed and ran after the angry mob.
"Might as well, could use the excercise...oh this will kill my back I know it." He huffed.
They looked up athe the humongous hotel, mouths agape. It had to be at least 12 stories tall!
"That's....That's pretty tall.."
"Damn right it's tall...."
"Eh I've seen bigger." Mew2 shrugged. Emerid and CTF stared at Mew2 a moment, who fidgeted nervously.
"What?"
"You have NOT seen buildings bigger than this!"
"Have too!" CTF and Emerid stared at her, hands on their hips. She fidgeted for a few moments, then sighed.
"Fine! It's the biggest building I've seen! You happy now?" SHe cried.
"Actually yes." Mr. Emerid said smugly.
"Let's go in before they run out of rooms, or we kill each other." CTF asked innocnetly, ignoring Mew2's glare. They stepped inside, and were astounded by the size of the lobby. They walked over to the registration desk and encountered a man writing on a note pad.
"Scuse me. We're here to register for Pewter's Pearl Rock battle of the bands?" The man looked up boredly.
"Band name?" He asked in a tired voice. Emerid Looked at CTF, who just shrugged blankly. He then looked at Mew2, Who shrugged also. He turned back to the man.
"Uhm..."
"Band Name?"
"Ah....er....The Writing Wacko's!" Emerid Blurted. CTF and Mew2 stared at him, Jaws agape as the man scribbled down the name, then grasped some keys off a wall.
"You're room number is 414, Floor 5. There's a presentation going on in the Dining area with The Famous Professor Oak behind me. I reccomend you to attend." The man said simply, then went back to writing. Emerid, CTF, and Mew2 walked slowly towards the dining room, talking quietly.
"The Writing WHAT???" CTF whispered fiercly.
"What kinda F***** up name is the Writing WACKO'S??" Mew2 asked quietly yet harshly.
"I'M SORRY! I blanked! I couldn't think of anything! I just said the first thing that came to mind! 'Sides, I didn't See YOU two Comin' up with anything better." Emerid retorted, opening up the door to the dining room. He saw a small amount of people, mostly what looked like scientists, sitting in the front row near Prof. Oak, who had a small podium with a Golden and silvery Pokeball with the letters G and S written on it. Behind the first row, were empty seats, obviously it was intended for more people. They took their seats behind the first row and started to listen to the Professor.
"As you people can see here, this is the mysterious GS ball. For years I have tried to unlock it's secrets, but have only scratched the surface. No-one knows why or how, but you cannot transfer this GS Ball like you could a normal Pokeball, and we have used many means to try and open it. We have discovered only that it is made of Gold and Silver, and dates back thousands of years ago, maybe more. Ash Ketchum first brought me this treasure from the Orange Island's own Professor Ivy, even she could not unlock what is inside. ANd Who knows what might be inside? Maybe a legendary pokemon such as Articuno or maybe a lowly Diglett? Does anyone have any theories, questions, or perhaps speculation on the GS Ball?" He asked. The Three looked at each other and shrugged. One scientist stood up.
"Professor, what type of means have you tried to open the GS Ball?" Professor oak folded his arms behind his back and paced.
"Well, With help from the Silph Co.'s President in a joint operation involving Parks' Gym, we have tried several means. We first tried to open it, I'm embarrased to say, with things such as Jackhammers and crowbars."
"Did he try pressing the button?" Emerid asked CTF quietly.
"Then we got a little more sensible. We tried to disrupt the electronic locking mechanism using a serious of EMP's, but that failed. Next we tried using powerful electro magnets to pry it apart, that failed as well."
"But did he try pressing the button?" Emerid asked again. Prof. Oak gave him a disdainful look, but continued.
"Then, we enlisted the help of Parks' Gym's Psychic Pokemon, who tried to telekinetically force it open. Needless to say, that was a failure too." Finally Emerid shot up out of his seat, interrupting Oak.
"BUT DID YOU TRY PRESSING THE DAMN BUTTON???" He cried loudly. Oak stared at him blankyl for a moment.
"...Buttton?" He asked dubiously. Emerid gave him an 'are-you-a-dumbass-or-something?' Look and stepped out into the aisle.
"YES! THE BUTTON! And I thought you were supposed to be smart!!!" Emerid said. CTF and Mew2 grabbed him and pulled him back.
"Are you NUTS? Disrespecting a reknowned Pokeom Professor??" CTF Hissed.
"Screw nuts! Are you trying to embarrass us??"
"Well! Since you seem to think that I'm not as smart as you, ...whoever you are.....maybe YOU'D like to come up here with your little friends and try unlocking ancient secrets!" Prof. Oak huffed, motioning for them to come up to the platform. Emerid grinned broadly and practically dragged CTF and Mew2 up to the podium with the GS Ball on it. He pushed CTF towards it, who reluctantly sighed and picked the ball up, examinging it for a few moments.
"Well?" Oak asked impatiently.
"You said it was partially made out o' gold right?" CTF asked. Oak nodded.
"Well that's why you can't transfer it then. I know from experience, you can't transport real gold via pokeball transport. So it stands to reason that a Pokeball made out of gold, cannot be transfered." CTF Shrugged.
"And Since Pokeballs of today are made of titanium, and we didn't HAVE Titanium thousands of years ago, It stands also to reason that people back den would use whatever was handy, namely precious metals such as gold and/or silver." Mew2 added. Oak's jaw fell a little, not knowing that at all. CTF Put the ball back down and walked over to Mew2.
"How'd you know gold can't be transferred?" Mew2 asked under her breath.
"I tried to smuggle some gold through a Pokeball via Pokeball Transferring. Nearly got caught when they found they couldn't transfer it and popped them open." CTF whispered. Mew2 nodded as Emerid took the stand, picking the GS ball up and throwing it up and down.
"Okay People. For those of you without common sense...let me reiterate on PROPER POKEBALL USAGE!" He said, looking directly at Oak. He pointed the ball button first towards Oak, then pointed at the button.
"See Button A? YOU PRESS BUTTON A to open Pokeball B. You also Throw pokeball B, pressing button A first as to capture Pokemon C! NOW DID YOU EVER TRY PRESSING THE GOD DAMN BUTTON TREE GUY?" Emerid asked loudly. Oak blinked dumbly for a moment before shaking his head.
"I'm afraid...no-one ever tried pressing the button." Oak admitted reluctantly.
"THEN IT pleases me to be the first!" Emerid cried, turning around and holding the GS ball out before Pressing the button. It popped open, instantly the inside of the ball was filled with bright red light that flashed throughout the room brightly before the glow shot out onto the podium, growing larger and larger till it was twice the height of Emerid. Immediately it grew into a more recognizable form, a purely sphere glow. Suddenly, a powerful, muscle bound, scaly clawed hand covered in a metal gauntlet shot out of the sphere, followed by another hand. Two Leg's appeared, both scaly, clawed, and wearing metal like boots, followed by a dragon like head, covered in a metal helmet. Two wings appeared followed by a long spiked tail. It looked like an armored dragon....
Except it was about 6 inches tall.
It looked up at everyone, small puffs of smoke coming from it's nose. Everyone looked down at the strange pokemon, almost amused. It looked up at Emerid, frowning.
"What tha F*** Are you?" Emerid said, bending down to one knee. It pointed one claw at Emerid.
"You were the one who released me?" It asked in a small, te almost regal voice.
"Yeeeaaaaahhh........" Emerid said slowly. It nodded once.
"Good, then you will be spared from my rage!" It cried. Prof. Oak stepped forward, looking down at the pokemon.
"Scuse me, but who are you?" He asked.
"QUIET PITIFUL HUMAN! NO-ONE GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO SPEAK!" The Small dragon cried, hopping up and slapping Professor Oak. It then turned to the Audience.
"YOU WILL BOW DOWN BEFORE ME OR I WILL SMASH YOU BETWEEN MY CLAWS AND Use your BONES TO PICK AWAY THE CHARRED FLESH!" It roared in it's small voice. Everyone in the audience stared at the small dragon before bursting out laughing.
'That small thing??"
"Gimme a break!"
"A DIGLETT is bigger than that thing!"
"Oh come on! Just that from the G S Ball??? GIVE ME A BREAK!"
"Break me off a piece o' that Kit kat bar!"
"Shut up Kenny! You'll get us Sued!" The Small pokemon, meanwhile, was glaring at everyone furiously.
"YOU DARE INSULT THE MIGHTY ZARCONIZAD???? YOU WILL ALL BUUURN! BURN IN THE FIRES OF ZARCONIZAD!" It roared, before letting out a small burst of flame that burned against Professor Oaks leg, then dissipated.
"Hmmm, Obviously a Fire Type, but not very powerful..." Prof. Oak mused, his pants leg not even on fire.
"Hey! Don't insult it!" Emerid Cried. He turned to CTF and Mew2, who were snickering.
"Man, a New born Charmander has more power than that thing!" Mew2 laughed.
"Way to go Emerid! You unleashed a Mini-Charmander!" CTF snickered. MR. EMerid frowned and looked down at the tiny pokemon.
"Sooo...Your a Zarconizad?" It turned to Emerid, it's tiny nostrils flaring.
"I GAVE YOU NO PERMISSION TO SPEAK INFIDEL! YOU MAY HAVE UNLOCKED ME, BUT YOU WILL OBEY ME! I AM YOUR NEW GOD! BOW! BOW INFIDEL!!!" Emerid stood up and looked down at Zarconizad, starting to get angry.
"You say what?"
"BOW PITIFUL HUMAN! YOU SORRY EXCUSE OF A MAGIKARP! NOW BOW LIKE THE GROWLITHE YOU ARE!" Emerid hissed and took a step back.
"Nobody...but NOBODY! Call's me a MAGIKARP! AND GET'S AWAY WITH IT!" With that, Emerid jumped forward and slammed his foot into Zarconiza'ds gut, sending him flying over the audience and into the door. Zarconizad slid down slowly, then stood up on the ground, wobbling badly.
"Yoou.....innnsolent...huuu...*THUD*" Zarconizad fell forward, slipping into unconsciousness almost immediately.CTF and Mew2 stared at Emerid, who just winced.
"Nice punt M&M."
"Excellent force Emerid." Prof. Oak stepped forward, clearing his throat.
"Well.....Emerid is it? The Scientist community thanks you for your help in unleashing the GS Ball, and we will now conduct tests on this new Species of Pokemon." EMerid turned to Oak.
"Tests? What kinda tests?"
"Well, DNA testing, strength, power levels, Maybe a blood sample or two."
"Will it be painful?"
"Most assuredly yes." Emerid quickly grabbed a Pokeball and hurled it at Zarconizad, capturing the tiny Pokemon within moments. The Audience and Prof. Oak looked shocked as Emerid retrieved the Pokeball.
"HE STOLE THE ZODIAC!"
"THAT'S ZARCONIZAD!"
"GET HIM!" Mew2 and CTF ran over to Emerid, and all started talking at once.
"Are you nuts??" Mew2 hissed, grabbing him by the collar.
"You just angered the entire Pokemon Scientific Community! OUR ASSES ARE ON THE GRILL NOW!" CTF Cried, smacking him upside the head. All three turned their heads to the sounds of an angry mob, and saw the audience running towards them, hands outstretched.
"Argue later, Run like hell now." Emerid cried, throwing the doors open and rushing out with CTF and Mew2 as Scientists and such ran out after them, leaving Prof. Oak up on the podium. AFter a moment he sighed and ran after the angry mob.
"Might as well, could use the excercise...oh this will kill my back I know it." He huffed.