Opening Designery

Entitled: TEAM Report XI _______________________________
9/16/02
“Okay. It will be short. I’m just writing to comment that it appears as if we have split into 3 teams: HK, girls, and guys. Girls are led by Jessie or Ura and fight with HK often. HK just wants Jessie and Ura and now it appears as thought they’re after Misty too. I might add that they weren’t too successful with the Red Gyarados! HK often provokes one by letting one of the boys get battered; the girls don’t like that… The guys usually remain inactive except Ash, who is up and about everyday…”

What are You Still Doing Here
9\25\02
Butch and Cassidy have been introduced here. They signed the NATU compact and Jessiebel did too. New members. The pocket monsters haven’t discovered them yet.

11/5/02
Toshinden 4 arrives! But it does not work for USA Playstation! “All fighters and raiders assembled, readying to fight the oncoming wave of disappointment (EM: which was the greatest cause of causalities in any event). Yet no zombies came. We were safe to rest through the night.”

Entitled: TEAM Report XII
11/11/02
*Takes a deep breath* “Okay. Recently, Misty has joined Jessie and Ura. Misty is sometimes a Gyarados. That does not make her a HK or pocket monster. Gyarados are just Gyarados. We should not try to change them. They are, after all, an important asset to our team. Misty had been constantly beat down and abused. THEY even tried to do the same thing to her that THEY did to Jessie I. (Jessie I was the first great leader; unfortunately she was captured by THEM and destroyed.) This is why I am glad she is a Gyarados. She, unlike Jess and Ura, fought THEM viciously. She was able to escape to the kind-hearted Jessie II (who too over for JI). Jessie always understands and took her in. The three are a team! They recently received the name The Three Sensational Sisters. It is a wonderful thing. To witness the way they defend each other and the way they defend me. I have discovered another law. One can only fight for another and not for oneself. That’s so true. Something odd is how crazy JII gets over James. Such starry eyes and floating around closely resembles that of the agents of Wind: girl zombies wearing make up, chasing guys. She goes crazy, I tell ya. Unlike her evil double who acts as though James doesn’t exist. Kojiro, it seems, has surrendered his leadership of the HK. Muchashi took over once again. In addition Brock, Gaia, and Fo form the male equivalent of Wind: Black Fog. They focus on Ura and toss Jessie aside. Ura is going through the same thing JI went through. We fear she won’t last. Also all the sisters have a male companion—with the exception of Muchashi and evil Ura. J&J, M&A, Musa&Koji… I guess they have rejected the old law that states that guys weigh girls down. Ura has Jess but can often be found longing for more.”

Entitled: TEAM Report XIII
12/29/02
“Now, things have changed significantly. Since the start of the Play or STAR 4, Duke has resided with us. Him and Ura…well, at first Ura was horrified of him. ‘He must hate me.’ was the phrase JII most often heard from her. It’s all faulty information I say. Toshinden Next was never created and therefore the information is not valid. But she didn’t believe it. Duke of course was silently taking notice of her. One night, Big sister Jess locked them alone together in a room. After that they became a team. Duke could be found daydreaming of her; Ura goes even crazier than JII did, over good pics of Duke, and she always defends him, and he her. All Jess would ever hear about was Duke. It apparently distressed her. Jessie was concerned that once the story Play ended, Duke would leave and Ura would be worse off than before and die of heartache. Ura didn’t agree, nor did I; Mist was undecided—from that day on, no one has heard from Mist (I fear my partner is dead…).

Evil Muchashi recently killed our dear sister Jessie II and silently took her place. We did not know it then. We just wrongfully believed that Jessie had turned into the most wretched Pocket Monster. Mucha was jealous of Duke and wanted to get rid of him. Today though, Ura finally defeated her. Defeated, but not destroyed, Mucha will return. I mourn the departed JII and Mist. But Jess III has already arrived.

I am old. I know I don’t look it. But I feel it. I am the eldest here though I look ten. Alas, why was I chosen to see all I care about die and leave me. James, Jessie, Jessie II, Misty, Mist the Gyarados, Eiji… Oh woe is me! Why? When shall I join them!” _____________________ Keeping Eyes on You

Years later…
Entitled: TEAM Report XIV
1/25/05

I’m Ura. After rediscovering the old files, I was moved to write.

History does indeed repeat itself, though with a slightly different twist. “Team Moltres,” the “Heartless Killers,” the life of yesteryear with all its little squabbles is past and long forgotten.

Life is a constant rollercoaster. One with many joyous ups and painful downs. I’ve just about adjusted to the ever-changing conditions. There are times when the sky overhead is black with death and despair, and there are times where all is bright and cheery. I love my life, I’ve so many opportunities, I hate my life, I’ve nothing to live for.

Of the originals, only the adapted Musashi is left, a far cry from the original, soft, gentle Jessie. We’ve all changed over the pass four years: toughened up, became warriors, lived in adult situations. Even now I am changing. My hate and bitterness has almost consumed me. Today I tried to re-act the beginning of Nekkyo—but I just felt myself cold, unable to portray the sorrow from losing Duke that I once felt.

Besides me and Musashi, there are several Satoshi’s, Karen, and Warui. Strange… all the characters that branched off from me, and how they grew and developed. Karen, Kurai, and Warui. I hear the Duong is trying to resurrect Kojirou as a partner for me. I like him, but it seems too good to be true. I hope he will be able to deliver me from the darkness, the emotionless creature I’m becoming.

Truly, I’m not sure how I came this far. I was designed to be a tender, caring friend, ready and willing to give my life for others. I still feel that way but something is wrong.

It’s amazing what a little thing can do. Practicing as Life’s Misery (dark sprite) was hard at first. Now the rage is eating me, destroying any other emotion I had.

I don’t care.

 

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