We interrupt this program to bring you a very special news bulletin. We have evidence that the Ruby League is attempting poke'd space flight. Earlier today, a local Tamer, Marty, found a discarded metallic suit near what appears to be a crash site. After investigation, the suit would be worn by a tailed pokegirl. While there are burn marks around the area, indicating what would normally be a wartime satellite re-entry, no remains of any craft has been found. Next, we'll have Dr. Orbits explain why it had to be a fluffy tailed variety...
Sweetie, the Mousewife of Jed's Ranch, thought about what his 'travel alpha' said about that pokegirl's claim to be from another world. Next, she thought about the odd device that she dropped in the woods, a communications device of sorts, without any kind of league seal. Finally, she made up her mind, if this skunk-type wasn't a pokegirl, it might be best to get her away from the ranch; they didn't need any official investigations ruining their business.
"Sylia, could you do me a favor?" Sweetie asked.
The Lupina's ears perked up at the request of the Mousewife, "What is it, Sweetie?"
Sweetie explained, "I think that skunk may have been telling the truth."
"Whaaaaaat?!"
Nodding her head, the Mousewife continued, "If it's true, they need to go. If it isn't, then they can learn on the road from you for a while. Master was planning on sending you with them anyway, was he not?"
The wolfish pokegirl simply nodded.
"Then, we've got to get them out of here. Take some spare pokeballs just in case, but be prepared if the girl is telling the truth. Oh my, you know how expensive normal plane-dropped flyers can be, so we'll get our investment out of this even if they do go."
Blinking, Sylia asked, "They?"
"Well, didn't he seem a bit too naive to live anywhere near any pokegirls at all?" Sweetie asked, then continued, "You have to go anyway, there are several variant mutations around here."
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Ranma finally began to stir, remembering that those lewd fox-things were discussing stuff that would make his mother dance a jig. That was when he realized he had company. "Why is she in the floor with me?" he asked quietly.
The sleepy response was, "yukkie poke-stuff on the bed."
Ranma blinked, "poke-stuff?"
Again, a sleepy response from the girl who was also sometimes part-skunk, "It's gross, I'm not talking about it. You just behave, and keep your hands to yourself, so I can continue to like you."
Rolling his eyes, Ranma complained, "but, you are half laying on ME-erumph." The sudden hand over his mouth made further conversation impossible. He considered moving it for a moment, but decided against it; the poor girl didn't have anyone in this freaky world that she could possibly trust. Being some kind of furry girl stuck in a world where all furry girls were some kind of willing sex toys must suck. "Wonder why she didn't change before?" he thought.
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Asrial felt her day was fairly bad. First, she continued to deal with the morons on this world. Then, she got caught up in some free for all chase through the woods. After this, she dealt with some sexually frustrated foxes that looked like they needed to be neutered (her only friend didn't need to be molested while he was out of it). Making matters worse still, there was GOO on the damned bed. Now, she was finally getting to sleep, and there is an infernal knock on the door! Aaargh!
(Posted Mon, 10 May 2004 05:05)
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