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From: el_pegaso@my-dejanews.com
Subject: [OW!] Otakemon, I choose YOU!
Date: 16 Jan 1999 00:00:00 GMT
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[OW!] Otakemon, I choose YOU!

eP stood.  Where he was or have been before was of no concern.  He was
locked, in half dreamlike state, for a few scant minutes.  He felt a warm
sensation, as he looked down at his serape and boots.  His metal glissened
a soft metallic glow, as he heard a roll of thunder in the distance.

"...I NEED to..." he growled, "...GOOO!"  He continued standing, in front
of a door, leading to the bathroom, and a sign that said 'Out Of Order',
then darted out the front door of the Conveniently placed Chinese
Restaurant.  He trudged in the snow, the snow that so Conveniently appeared
for a mecha snowball fight that eP could see taking place.

"But...I NEED to..."  he grunted, "GOOO!"  He ran desperately in the snow
to get to a place to relieve himself, finding a Conveniently placed
outhouse.  He entered dramatically, to see the place, that was wooden and
had a door with a half moon on the outside, look incredibly spacious, with
running water and everything.

"MY PRAYERS HAVE BEEN..."  He ran to the nearest cubicle toilet.
"Answered....."

eP stood, relieving himself, with a smile on his face and not really
looking at where his stream of life was leading to.

"BAKA!!!!"  came a screech, and a mallet to the head.

When eP came to, stood over him was an angry Skuld, holding hammer so
grudgingly.  "Thank you for that introduction, Ice Cream Hater!"

eP tried to focus.  "Um...Sorry..." he said rather weakly and laughing
slightly.

"Not good enough!  I teleported you to the Arty P for a reason, not to
PEEEE all over me!!"

eP continued to focus.  "Arty-P?"

"Hai.  I have a job for you, heathen Ice Cream Hater."  She handed him a
bag full of what looked like marbles, and a larger one, about the size of a
softball.

"What's this?"

"Well, since you are just down there...and since you have nothing else
better to do, and since you HATE ICE CREAM so MUCH!...I've decided."

"You've decided?"

"I've decided your punishment.  You are going to capture Otakemon for me."
Skuld said, rather smugly.  "I've given you your first one.  It's a Bug.
The nasty little things have started leaking through into OtakuWorld, and I
need you to capture them."

"Punishment?"

"Hai.  For having such a detailed history, for being un-funny, for
introducing way too many characters, for not backing up your teammates, and
for NOT LIKING ICE CREAM!  That, and for such unprofessionalism for our
scene a few weeks back.  You deserve much more harsher punishment,
but...you are trying.  I have left a note for you with your teammates.
Here."

eP looked at the note.
"Dear Minpire.  Gone Otakemon hunting.  See ya soon."

"Now you have to sign it!" said Skuld, peering over eP's shoulder.

"Um...I guess I have no choice...and you will deliver it?  I need to say
something to Uchu, too."

eP whipped out a piece of paper and scribbled furiously, "Dearest Uchu.
Went out on a hunt for these Otakemon.  Hope to see you soon, and I'll
bring you some souvenirs.  Love, eP."  "Please, give this to Uchu for me?"

"Hai.  Now get going..."

With that, she waved her hand, and eP dissolved back to the OtakuWorld.

eP stood with his bag of balls and his larger one.  "What the smeg is this,
anyway.  Like I need any of this...screw this."  With that, he threw the
larger one behind him.  It popped open, revealing a Bug.  The Bug is a
bunny like creature with eight spider-like legs.  eP twisted around and
looked at it.  "...the HELL!"

The creature returned the favor, by hopping up to him and rubbing his leg.
"...bug.  Bug....bug."

"Um...Okay..." retorted eP.  He felt the piercing stare of an angry goddess
above him, and he scooped the Bug back into the Otakeball.  "I guess...I'm
an Otakemon catcher now..."

He heard strange new background music, and an annoying voice over guy say,
"And with that, our hero starts out on his Otakemon journey.  Many new
struggles lie ahead..."

"Um...who's that?"  eP asked, looking up.

"Oh, Me?  I'm the Narrator."

"....Lovely."  eP picked up his stuff, and walked into the forest.

TBC?

Nathan Bashore, author of el Pegaso...
"It's Only Fiction"

Ortega's Incredibly Strange Website
http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/Set/1494
Home of the Jupiter Scouts, and el Pegaso...


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