POACHEMON
CAHPTER 5
Ash and Misty settled themselves on two LA-Z-BOY chairs in the middle of the control room. Ash began to ponder about all the crap he was in the middle of. He had also wondered why Misty was in the stealth bomber with him. But, she did come to his rescue when the red-haired hussy and the home designer guy were there. Maybe I should strike up a conversation with her, Ash thought. Meanwhile, back at the sun...
Jesse looked at her damaged hair. "James, you idiot! Why in heck didn't you bring something we could've knocked off the twerps with?!" James and Jesse had seemingly become used to the sun's blazing inferno temperatures.
"Because, Jesse, I thought I could just BEEP slap him!"
"I'LL SHOW YOU A BEEP SLAPPING!" James and Jesse launched themselves at each other, and began to fight like nerds /or sissies. (When they both fling their arms every which way, turning their heads from each other with closed eyes) A Magmar jumped from underneath the magma surface and observed the racket. As soon as the slapping stopped they both looked in disgust at the hideous creature.
"Great, now we have a literal butthead in front of us! I think I'm gonna barf..." Jesse got out a paper bag. "BLEEEAGGH!"
"I don't know, Jesse. I actually think its kind of hot! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Jesse punched James in the face.
"Will you get serious!"
"Jesse, you ruined my lipstick!" Jesse's rage was boiling like the very sun she sat upon. Why, out of all the people, did Giovanni have to pair her up with a GAY guy for a partner!
Jesse had an idea. "Hey James, why don't we keep this butt munch, I mean Magmar, for ourselves? It'll be like our own personal flamethrower! Nothing can compare with one of those!"
"You've got a point, Jesse! That twerp will never know what hit him!" James started to giggle like a bubbly high school cheerleader. "But wait, how do we get off the sun?"
"So, um, Misty? Where did you come from?"
"Cerulean City, you?"
"Pallet Town." Dang, Misty thought, that's one of the most ghetto places in this region. "Hey Misty, if James's Seedot blew up, then what about your Hoothoot and Sentret?" a couple of explosion from Misty's backpack explained that question.
"Ash, I'm curious, just how did you afford the money for this stealth bomber anyway?"
"I didn't buy it, Prof. Rambo built from all the parts in the junkyard. He's a Poachemon genius!"
"You're so lucky, my stupid sisters from the gym just gave me the tank as a hand-me-down."
"The gym? You mean, you're sisters are Poachemon gym leaders? Wow, neat." To avoid giving the reader more grief than necessary, here's a run-down of how the gyms in Poachemon work:
The challenger and the leader must fight each other one-on-one in the battlefield with their Poachemon weapons. But, throughout the battlefield, there are wild Pokemon for the grabbing. You must fend off your opponent as well as get the most points. (Points vary depending on what part and how rare the Pokemon is. The gym leaders cannot be killed. If their vitality reaches a near-death point, the leader automatically wins and the challenger will be sent to a concentration camp. Of course, all gym battles must be kept secret from the police, or any other legal forces.
Ash noticed a scraping on the window. "What the heck was that?" ash walked over, unsuspecting of that the legal force was on their plane.
CAHPTER 5
Ash and Misty settled themselves on two LA-Z-BOY chairs in the middle of the control room. Ash began to ponder about all the crap he was in the middle of. He had also wondered why Misty was in the stealth bomber with him. But, she did come to his rescue when the red-haired hussy and the home designer guy were there. Maybe I should strike up a conversation with her, Ash thought. Meanwhile, back at the sun...
Jesse looked at her damaged hair. "James, you idiot! Why in heck didn't you bring something we could've knocked off the twerps with?!" James and Jesse had seemingly become used to the sun's blazing inferno temperatures.
"Because, Jesse, I thought I could just BEEP slap him!"
"I'LL SHOW YOU A BEEP SLAPPING!" James and Jesse launched themselves at each other, and began to fight like nerds /or sissies. (When they both fling their arms every which way, turning their heads from each other with closed eyes) A Magmar jumped from underneath the magma surface and observed the racket. As soon as the slapping stopped they both looked in disgust at the hideous creature.
"Great, now we have a literal butthead in front of us! I think I'm gonna barf..." Jesse got out a paper bag. "BLEEEAGGH!"
"I don't know, Jesse. I actually think its kind of hot! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Jesse punched James in the face.
"Will you get serious!"
"Jesse, you ruined my lipstick!" Jesse's rage was boiling like the very sun she sat upon. Why, out of all the people, did Giovanni have to pair her up with a GAY guy for a partner!
Jesse had an idea. "Hey James, why don't we keep this butt munch, I mean Magmar, for ourselves? It'll be like our own personal flamethrower! Nothing can compare with one of those!"
"You've got a point, Jesse! That twerp will never know what hit him!" James started to giggle like a bubbly high school cheerleader. "But wait, how do we get off the sun?"
"So, um, Misty? Where did you come from?"
"Cerulean City, you?"
"Pallet Town." Dang, Misty thought, that's one of the most ghetto places in this region. "Hey Misty, if James's Seedot blew up, then what about your Hoothoot and Sentret?" a couple of explosion from Misty's backpack explained that question.
"Ash, I'm curious, just how did you afford the money for this stealth bomber anyway?"
"I didn't buy it, Prof. Rambo built from all the parts in the junkyard. He's a Poachemon genius!"
"You're so lucky, my stupid sisters from the gym just gave me the tank as a hand-me-down."
"The gym? You mean, you're sisters are Poachemon gym leaders? Wow, neat." To avoid giving the reader more grief than necessary, here's a run-down of how the gyms in Poachemon work:
The challenger and the leader must fight each other one-on-one in the battlefield with their Poachemon weapons. But, throughout the battlefield, there are wild Pokemon for the grabbing. You must fend off your opponent as well as get the most points. (Points vary depending on what part and how rare the Pokemon is. The gym leaders cannot be killed. If their vitality reaches a near-death point, the leader automatically wins and the challenger will be sent to a concentration camp. Of course, all gym battles must be kept secret from the police, or any other legal forces.
Ash noticed a scraping on the window. "What the heck was that?" ash walked over, unsuspecting of that the legal force was on their plane.