Post by Saber Knight on May 7, 2008 15:25:28 GMT -5
Chapter 2: Missingno
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Starr: Hey! Come back here!
But it was too late. The helicopter had risen and flown away and Axle and Starr were stuck on that arena. The pixel thing just stared at them.
Pixels: I am very happy to see you, my friends.
Axle: Huh?
Pixels: Do not be afraid. I do not wish to hurt you... yet.
Starr: Yet?
Pixels: Just ignore that. Allow me to introduce myself. Th’ name is Missingno, my friends. And you freed me from that chest. I am grateful for that.
Axle: Uh, are you a priest or somethin’?
Pixels: No, no. I am merely a friend. A friend looking for revenge.
Starr: Revenge?
Pixels: Yes. Revenge on that cursed Pokemon Gemrulie.
Axle: Gemru-whatta?
Pixels: Gemrulie, you idiot. Have you never heard of it?
Axle: Nope. No idea what Gemruler is.
Pixels: Well then I won’t bore you with the details. In fact, I won’t bore you at all.
Starr: What do you want, pixel-man?
Pixels: Please, call me Missingno. Pixel-Man isn’t right.
Starr: WHAT DO YOU WANT?
Missingno: All I want is the world. That’s all I’m asking for.
Starr: Well go ask the president.
Missingno: Hahaha, your wisecracks are very amusing to me, child. I hope to see you both sometime soon.
Missingno flickered its pixels, and flew away.
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Back at the lab, Prof. Pine was sipping an ice-cap from Hariyama’s Coffee Shop just down the street.
Prof. Pine: Now, back to the gem.
He had spent all day fiddling with the laser pointer on his pen. He was trying to make it super powered, so he could crack the gem. He had several complex equations on the blackboard, and he couldn’t figure out what was wrong with them.
He finished re-wiring the laser end and held it over the gem. Pressing the button on the end, he held it steadily over the gem, being careful not to let it slip and hit the table. A small red beam came from the laser, right onto the gem on the table. A buzzing sound was heard again, this time in a different pitch.
Prof. Pine: C’mon...c’mon...crack already!
The crack on the gem extended a bit. Then some more. Then some more. Eventually, the crack reached the end of the gem and it shattered completely.
Prof. Pine: Yes! I have done it!
He cleared away the smoke to see if anything was inside. The smoke cleared, and there was a Pokemon. A small, pastel-blue colored cat-like creature. It had angel wings, a small white mane, and features of a cat. Its tail was long, and split in two at the end. Its head consisted of cat ears, and big, cute eyes.
Prof. Pine: What...
The small cute Pokemon just stared at him endearingly. It tilted its head, and continued to look at him.
Prof. Pine: Uh...hello?
Pokemon: Gyah?
Prof. Pine: What’s your name?
Pokemon: Nya? Nya?
Prof. Pine: Your name? Do you have one?
Pokemon: .............Gyah!
Prof. Pine: I’m assuming that you can’t say your name like other Pokemon.
Pokemon: Nya!
Prof. Pine: Well, do you have any attacks?
The small Pokemon just nodded. It looked at a wall, and shot a small red orb at it.
Prof. Pine: O-kay...
It put up a topaz-colored shield to defend itself.
Prof. Pine: I see...
Finally, the Pokemon shot a dozen blue-colored stars at a wall again.
Prof. Pine: Hmm...Your attacks are all related to jewels. Interesting. I shall call you...Gemrulie!
Gemrulie: Nya!
Prof. Pine: *chuckles.*
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Starr and Axle hopped off their flying types and landed in their hometown of Twinleaf.
Axle: Well, that was...FUN.
Starr: Yeah, I know. Fat jackass, leaving us there. Who does he think he is?
Axle: I dunno.
Starr: Well, you should.
Axle: Whatever. I’m going home.
Starr: Uh, dude? Our home is like...1 mile away.
Axle: I’ll walk.
Starr: That’s gonna take you 5083 steps according to the Poketch.
Axle: The Poketch is never accurate.
Starr: Well, according to this it’s going to rain and...
A couple seconds later, rain came down from the sky.
Starr: It’s raining!
Axle: Weird coincidence.
Starr and Axle decided to stop their argument and they decided to head home. On the way, they met their good friend, Twister, stroking his Skarmory.
Starr: Hey, Twister! Wassup?
Twister: Nothin’ much. Skarmory and I just destroyed the Elite 4, though. Wadda ya think about that?
Axle: Wow, that’s really hardcore. That’s like this one time, we went to PokeTopia, fought a bunch of people, and beat everyone there.
Starr: And the prize was this Pokemon called Missingno. Cool, eh?
Twister: ...............Missingno?
Starr: Yeah.
Twister: You released MISSINGNO!?
Axle: You know about it?
Twister: .....No. I just like doing that.
Axle: Whatever.
Starr: It said it wanted revenge on some Pokemon named Gem-something.
Axle: I think it was Gemrulitaliacitizer.
Starr: That is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.
Axle: I’ve heard stupider.
Starr: Whatever. Anyway, Twister, do you know anything about this ‘Missingno’?
Twister: Nope, not really. Other than the fact that it probably just screwed up my Hall Of Fame. It can screw up computer data, you know. So your reports from your job could be all jumbled with random numbers and crap like that.
Starr: Ah, who cares? I don’t need those anyway.
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Starr: Hey! Come back here!
But it was too late. The helicopter had risen and flown away and Axle and Starr were stuck on that arena. The pixel thing just stared at them.
Pixels: I am very happy to see you, my friends.
Axle: Huh?
Pixels: Do not be afraid. I do not wish to hurt you... yet.
Starr: Yet?
Pixels: Just ignore that. Allow me to introduce myself. Th’ name is Missingno, my friends. And you freed me from that chest. I am grateful for that.
Axle: Uh, are you a priest or somethin’?
Pixels: No, no. I am merely a friend. A friend looking for revenge.
Starr: Revenge?
Pixels: Yes. Revenge on that cursed Pokemon Gemrulie.
Axle: Gemru-whatta?
Pixels: Gemrulie, you idiot. Have you never heard of it?
Axle: Nope. No idea what Gemruler is.
Pixels: Well then I won’t bore you with the details. In fact, I won’t bore you at all.
Starr: What do you want, pixel-man?
Pixels: Please, call me Missingno. Pixel-Man isn’t right.
Starr: WHAT DO YOU WANT?
Missingno: All I want is the world. That’s all I’m asking for.
Starr: Well go ask the president.
Missingno: Hahaha, your wisecracks are very amusing to me, child. I hope to see you both sometime soon.
Missingno flickered its pixels, and flew away.
***************
Back at the lab, Prof. Pine was sipping an ice-cap from Hariyama’s Coffee Shop just down the street.
Prof. Pine: Now, back to the gem.
He had spent all day fiddling with the laser pointer on his pen. He was trying to make it super powered, so he could crack the gem. He had several complex equations on the blackboard, and he couldn’t figure out what was wrong with them.
He finished re-wiring the laser end and held it over the gem. Pressing the button on the end, he held it steadily over the gem, being careful not to let it slip and hit the table. A small red beam came from the laser, right onto the gem on the table. A buzzing sound was heard again, this time in a different pitch.
Prof. Pine: C’mon...c’mon...crack already!
The crack on the gem extended a bit. Then some more. Then some more. Eventually, the crack reached the end of the gem and it shattered completely.
Prof. Pine: Yes! I have done it!
He cleared away the smoke to see if anything was inside. The smoke cleared, and there was a Pokemon. A small, pastel-blue colored cat-like creature. It had angel wings, a small white mane, and features of a cat. Its tail was long, and split in two at the end. Its head consisted of cat ears, and big, cute eyes.
Prof. Pine: What...
The small cute Pokemon just stared at him endearingly. It tilted its head, and continued to look at him.
Prof. Pine: Uh...hello?
Pokemon: Gyah?
Prof. Pine: What’s your name?
Pokemon: Nya? Nya?
Prof. Pine: Your name? Do you have one?
Pokemon: .............Gyah!
Prof. Pine: I’m assuming that you can’t say your name like other Pokemon.
Pokemon: Nya!
Prof. Pine: Well, do you have any attacks?
The small Pokemon just nodded. It looked at a wall, and shot a small red orb at it.
Prof. Pine: O-kay...
It put up a topaz-colored shield to defend itself.
Prof. Pine: I see...
Finally, the Pokemon shot a dozen blue-colored stars at a wall again.
Prof. Pine: Hmm...Your attacks are all related to jewels. Interesting. I shall call you...Gemrulie!
Gemrulie: Nya!
Prof. Pine: *chuckles.*
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Starr and Axle hopped off their flying types and landed in their hometown of Twinleaf.
Axle: Well, that was...FUN.
Starr: Yeah, I know. Fat jackass, leaving us there. Who does he think he is?
Axle: I dunno.
Starr: Well, you should.
Axle: Whatever. I’m going home.
Starr: Uh, dude? Our home is like...1 mile away.
Axle: I’ll walk.
Starr: That’s gonna take you 5083 steps according to the Poketch.
Axle: The Poketch is never accurate.
Starr: Well, according to this it’s going to rain and...
A couple seconds later, rain came down from the sky.
Starr: It’s raining!
Axle: Weird coincidence.
Starr and Axle decided to stop their argument and they decided to head home. On the way, they met their good friend, Twister, stroking his Skarmory.
Starr: Hey, Twister! Wassup?
Twister: Nothin’ much. Skarmory and I just destroyed the Elite 4, though. Wadda ya think about that?
Axle: Wow, that’s really hardcore. That’s like this one time, we went to PokeTopia, fought a bunch of people, and beat everyone there.
Starr: And the prize was this Pokemon called Missingno. Cool, eh?
Twister: ...............Missingno?
Starr: Yeah.
Twister: You released MISSINGNO!?
Axle: You know about it?
Twister: .....No. I just like doing that.
Axle: Whatever.
Starr: It said it wanted revenge on some Pokemon named Gem-something.
Axle: I think it was Gemrulitaliacitizer.
Starr: That is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.
Axle: I’ve heard stupider.
Starr: Whatever. Anyway, Twister, do you know anything about this ‘Missingno’?
Twister: Nope, not really. Other than the fact that it probably just screwed up my Hall Of Fame. It can screw up computer data, you know. So your reports from your job could be all jumbled with random numbers and crap like that.
Starr: Ah, who cares? I don’t need those anyway.
