Subject: Emerald Sunrise
Dragging his feet, BondiBorg slowly trudges into the storage room of his Bunker. Flicking the light switch into the "on" position, he waits as the apparently ancient lights struggle to life. Dust covers everything in sight, especially the boxes that sit here and there on the shelves, merchandise that Satoshi left behind when he moved out. Having already spent most of the day digging through the boxes in an effort to finally clean the space out, Bondi is becoming quite tired of the cramped, dusty room.

Grabbing a large box from one of the many shelves, Bondi hauls it out of the storage room toward the deck repair room, where it could be emptied and sorted. That is, he attempts to take it to the repair room. Encumbered by the sheer size of the box, even though it wasn't particularly heavy, he is too distracted to notice Umbreon ambling by.

Probably intentionally, Umbreon intercepts Bondi's foot as it attempts to take a step forward. Having stepped on a soft, fuzzy surface instead of the carpet as intended, Bondi's weight shifts and the box topples out of his arms.

"Ack!"

Upon crashing to the floor, the old cardboard that composed the box splits, and sends the contents flying. Dozens, if not hundreds, of Technical Machines now litter the floor. Most of them are unharmed, though a few struck the walls or floor at just the right angle to crack open. A golden glitter leaks from each broken one, shimmering like pixie dust. Checking the labels on the outside of the three that broke, Bondi is relieved to see that he wouldn't have used any of them anyway; he had little taste for Charm, Softboiled, and Lovely Kiss. A sheet of paper, lying in the midst of the TMs, appears to have an inventory.

Sorting the TMs by attack type, Bondi checks off each one, satisfied that most are there. In fact, the only one unaccounted for was Shadow Ball. Standing up from where he had been sitting on the floor beside the piles he had made of the small devices, he stretches, attempting to loosen up his joints. A slight whistling sound from behind him compels Bondi to turn around...

...And be promptly struck in the forehead by a baseball-sized orb of crackling purple energy. Bouncing sharply off of Bondi, the ball flies towards the ceiling, ricochets off, and lands on the floor.

*PLOP*

The sphere, after multiple impacts, seems drained of the power that previously held it tightly together. It almost melts onto the floor, forming a puddle of purple goo that rapidly dissipates. Rubbing his forehead, Bondi glares in the direction of Umbreon, the apparent source of the attack. A slight gold shimmer covers the Pokémon's typically jet-black fur, and realization creeps over Bondi that he has located the missing TM.

Umbreon, apparently impressed with his newfound ability, holds out a paw. Turning it so that the paw's pad is facing upwards, the Pokémon glows for a second with a purple sheen before another Shadow Ball is formed. It floats above Umbreon's paw until he extends his claws and grasps it, pulling it out of whatever levitating state it had been formed in. He proceeds to bounce the ball off of his paw a couple of times, becoming more comfortable with it and attempting to use it as a hacky-sack. This works rather well until he attempts to bounce it off of the tip of his nose; the series of impacts seems to have weakened the purple sphere, and it liquifies the second it touches the Pokémon's nose. Shivering and shaking his head wildly, Umbreon is covered in glowing purple residue for a few seconds before it evaporates.

Grumbling under his breath and occasionally rubbing his forehead, Bondi dumps all of the remaining TMs into an empty box, which he puts in an empty corner of the deck repair room. Deciding to take a break from the cleaning effort, he notices a fax that had apparently just come in. Flipping it over, Bondi sees that it's a deck that needs some major updating.

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Hello!  I have with me a deck which I hope you  can tweak up. It has no significant problems, but it is slightly outdated. Please do whatever you can.
 
Emerald Sunrise
 
Energies:
20 Grass energies
 3 Double Colourless energies
 
Pokemon:
 3 Scythers (Jungle)
 3 Pinsirs (Jungle)
 3 Nidoran Male (Jungle)
 3 Nidoran Female (Jungle)
 2 Nidorino (Jungle)
 2 Nidorana (Jungle)
 2 Nidoking (Jungle)
 2 Nidoqueen (Jungle)
 
Trainers:
 3 Computer Searchs
 2 Pokemon Breeders
 3 Bills
 2 Professor Oaks
 2 Switches
 2 Full Heals
 3 Plus Powers
 
Strategy:
This deck is all about speed.  I quickly use Scyther's Sword Dance to power up, then search for a DCE for a quick  Slash.  Same with Pinsir - while I power up for Guilotine, I raise my heavy  Nidoran family line by using breeders, searches, and Oaks. Bills are mandatory. The Plus Powers are for speeding up the process.
 
Finishing:
Any recommendations are good.  As I am  unfamiliar with the new modified rules, this deck is mainly for casual  play.  However, it has done very  well in the past, but I would just like you to smooth off the rough spots. Thank  you!
 
Thomas

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Let's get to work. You only appear to have Base and Jungle cards, so I'll keep the fix to those two sets alone.

On the Pokémon, I think running two Stage 2 lines is a bit too excessive, so let's cut one of them out. Nidoqueen is dependant on Nidoking, so that would probably be the best one to ditch. I love the Scythers, but can't quite place the Pinsirs as a viable starting Pokémon, so let's ditch them also.

Pokémon 15
4 Nidoran Male {Base}
2 Nidorino {Base}
3 Nidoking {Base}
3 Scyther {Jungle}
2 Chansey {Base}

The Trainers you've got are on the right track, but need some tweaking, as far as selection of cards and amount.

Trainers 31
4 Computer Search
4 Item Finder
3 Professor Oak
3 Bill
3 Super Energy Removal
3 Energy Removal
2 Pokémon Breeder
2 Gust of Wind
2 Lass
2 Super Potion
2 Scoop Up
1 Switch

Finally, we come to the Energy. You've got more drawpower now, so running less here won't hurt. Remember, don't be afraid to Oak if you need something!

Energy 14
11 Grass
3 Double Colorless

There you go. Good Luck!
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Upon finishing the fix, Bondi writes it all down and faxes it back to the number it had been recieved from. Standing up, he heads back out into the lobby area, which is now filled with a loud multitude of strange whistling noises and wet plopping sounds. Stepping through the doorway, the source of the noise is readily apparent; Umbreon is standing on the edge of the counter, flinging Shadow Balls every which way as fast as he can form them. The room is a melee of whizzing purple orbs, and the luminescence of each one is bright enough to leave streaks in Bondi's vision. All of them bounce at least twice before striking their final surface and splattering.

Diving to the floor to avoid two of the Shadow Balls, Bondi attempts to crawl across the room to reach the counter. He eventually makes it, but not before being struck by three different purple orbs, one of which melted upon landing on him. The purple energy's strange ooze-like state seems frigid once it touches Bondi's skin, though the feeling slowly drains away as the substance disperses. Bondi warily sticks his head up over the edge of the counter, and is rewarded by Umbreon wheeling around, preparing to fire off another sphere of pure dark energy.

The Pokémon glows for just a second, but with a strange sputtering, wheezing sound, the purple aura fades away. Apparently, Umbreon had overused the attack, and temporarily exhausted his supply of energy. With a sigh of relief, Bondi climbs to his feet, briefly glares at his fuzzy black Pokémon, and walks into the back room for a moment. Returning with a shaving kit in hand, the owner of the Bunker reads the label aloud.

"Possibly the closest, most comfortable shave on the planet. Hear that, Umbreon? Next time you pull a stunt like that, I'm going to shave your furry butt. In fact, I'll leave you with a poodle cut. How would you like THAT?"

Umbreon looks uneasily from Bondi's face to the electric razor sticking out of the small leather bag. Grumbling quietly, the Pokémon jumps down from the counter and slinks off into the workout room, probably to take a nap on the couch. Dropping the shaving supplies into a side drawer of the counter, Bondi sits on the office chair and attempts to relax.

Maybe, hopefully, it'll be time to close up shop for the day.