Disclaimer: I do not own Quake 3, nor do I own Pokemon. However, I DO own myself, along with other figments of my insane imagination. If you like Pikachu or Tracey, go away! I donÕt want flames from you! P.S.: I own a Macintosh, not a PC, so expect some wierd stuff in here.
Pokemon meets Quake 3
By: [5!]-Death-[!]
::In a big forest outside of town...::
Misty: Ash! YouÕve gotten us lost again!
Ash: Well, if YOU werenÕt complaining, maybe I wouldnÕt have gotten us lost!
Misty: Hmph! I am better at you in that case.
Ash: Are not!
Misty: Are too!
Ash: Are not!
Misty: Are too!
Brock: *slaps forehead with hand* Not them arguing again...
Pikachu: Pika Pi.
::MistyÕs and AshÕs arguing continue on for hours, until...::
::Suddenly, Pikachu gets a HUGE hole in his chest. He dies instantly.::
::I drop down from the trees, Railgun in hand::
Brock: Oh my god, that alien killed Pikachu!
Ash: Huh? *looks at Pikachu* !!! You bastard!
Me: O_o What? I hate Pikachu. And I am not truly an alien.
Misty: That figures. *sees a railgun in my hand* Eep... *starts to run away*
::I snap my fing-er, claws, and Misty suddenly is paralyzed::
Ash: Hey! Why did you do that??!!!?
Me: Because I can! Now shutup, or IÕll rail you too!
::Ash falls silent::
::I transform into a black-skinned Lugia::
Brock: What? You were a Pokemon in disguise?
Me: DUH! *smacks Brock with his wing*
Brock: OW!!!! *is sent flying into a tree, and gets knocked out*
::Ash picks up the dropped railgun that I couldnÕt hold::
Ash: Hmm, what does this do? *aims up into a tree, and fires. A body suddenly comes down and hits the ground with a splat* Oh my god, I killed Tracey! (A/N: Yep, rejoice, Tracey killers, for I hate Tracey too!)
Misty: *now unparalyzed* You bastard!
Me: At least you saved me the trouble of killing him....
Ash: Your welcome.
Me: Now to make the body dance... *uses his psychic powers to make the dead Tracey rise and ÒdanceÓ*
::Ash and Misty are rolling on the ground with laughter::
Brock: *wakes up* Hmm.... AHA! *pulls out a Supreme Pizza*
Me: *stops, making the corpe collapse in a heap, and looks at the pizza* PIZZA!!!!!!! *rushes to it and snags it away from Brock. He eats it whole* (A/N: As much as TCL likes cookies, I like pizza! Behold the power of pizza...) Yum! Anyway, I came here to send you guys to the ÒEternal Arena.Ó
Misty: WhatÕs that?
Me: Oh, a place where everyone shoots each other to death.
Brock: *face is full with horror* S-s-s-s-s-shoot each other to death?!
Me: I just said that, dumbass.
Ash: DUH!
Me: ThatÕs my line! Anyway, off you go. *whistles and me and the Pokemon crew disappear*
What will happen to the Pokemon crew? And are Pikachu and Tracey really dead? Stay tuned for the next episode of: Pokemon meets Quake 3!
A/N: DonÕt froget to read and review!
Pokemon meets Quake 3
By: [5!]-Death-[!]
::In a big forest outside of town...::
Misty: Ash! YouÕve gotten us lost again!
Ash: Well, if YOU werenÕt complaining, maybe I wouldnÕt have gotten us lost!
Misty: Hmph! I am better at you in that case.
Ash: Are not!
Misty: Are too!
Ash: Are not!
Misty: Are too!
Brock: *slaps forehead with hand* Not them arguing again...
Pikachu: Pika Pi.
::MistyÕs and AshÕs arguing continue on for hours, until...::
::Suddenly, Pikachu gets a HUGE hole in his chest. He dies instantly.::
::I drop down from the trees, Railgun in hand::
Brock: Oh my god, that alien killed Pikachu!
Ash: Huh? *looks at Pikachu* !!! You bastard!
Me: O_o What? I hate Pikachu. And I am not truly an alien.
Misty: That figures. *sees a railgun in my hand* Eep... *starts to run away*
::I snap my fing-er, claws, and Misty suddenly is paralyzed::
Ash: Hey! Why did you do that??!!!?
Me: Because I can! Now shutup, or IÕll rail you too!
::Ash falls silent::
::I transform into a black-skinned Lugia::
Brock: What? You were a Pokemon in disguise?
Me: DUH! *smacks Brock with his wing*
Brock: OW!!!! *is sent flying into a tree, and gets knocked out*
::Ash picks up the dropped railgun that I couldnÕt hold::
Ash: Hmm, what does this do? *aims up into a tree, and fires. A body suddenly comes down and hits the ground with a splat* Oh my god, I killed Tracey! (A/N: Yep, rejoice, Tracey killers, for I hate Tracey too!)
Misty: *now unparalyzed* You bastard!
Me: At least you saved me the trouble of killing him....
Ash: Your welcome.
Me: Now to make the body dance... *uses his psychic powers to make the dead Tracey rise and ÒdanceÓ*
::Ash and Misty are rolling on the ground with laughter::
Brock: *wakes up* Hmm.... AHA! *pulls out a Supreme Pizza*
Me: *stops, making the corpe collapse in a heap, and looks at the pizza* PIZZA!!!!!!! *rushes to it and snags it away from Brock. He eats it whole* (A/N: As much as TCL likes cookies, I like pizza! Behold the power of pizza...) Yum! Anyway, I came here to send you guys to the ÒEternal Arena.Ó
Misty: WhatÕs that?
Me: Oh, a place where everyone shoots each other to death.
Brock: *face is full with horror* S-s-s-s-s-shoot each other to death?!
Me: I just said that, dumbass.
Ash: DUH!
Me: ThatÕs my line! Anyway, off you go. *whistles and me and the Pokemon crew disappear*
What will happen to the Pokemon crew? And are Pikachu and Tracey really dead? Stay tuned for the next episode of: Pokemon meets Quake 3!
A/N: DonÕt froget to read and review!