[PW!] Explosive return

From: Roland Le Good (roland@minuet.demon.co.uk) Subject: [PW!] Explosive return Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000-12-13 11:22:12 PST Kurt Cray- PW!- Series 2... ł What the sod dšyou think youšre doing?˛ ł ME!? Youšre bloody navigating!˛ ł Then why donšt I have the map?˛ ł Because you set fire to it you twat!˛ ł Pidgeotto! Come back down here!˛ Janešs Pidgeotto swooped down and landed in the back of the large blue Cadillac. ł Geeeooootttoooooo!!!˛ It squawked. ł That way? Ok, fork coming up, turn left...˛ The Pidgeotto nodded in a snooty way. And this is how Kurt, Chris and Jane got around the world. I donšt know how they survive, I only write it! ł Horizon, return!˛ The Pidgeotto began to peck the new, tidy leather seating as it was returned. Kurt was trying to navigate, without a map in the passenger seat. Chris was driving his new car and yelling at Kurt and Jane sat in the back, quietly. About half an hours drive went by and they reached their destination... ł Look! See? I told you! Pewter town!˛ Kurt pointed excitedly as the mountain round got shorter and the small town.... large village... small village... got closer.... Kurt read the welcome sign with a smug grin ł ?You are now entering Lavender townš!? Oh sh-˛ ł WHAT THE F-˛ ł Chris I can explain... We musta taken a wrong turn...˛ ł A wrong turn!? Wešre the wrong side of Kanto you prat!˛ ł Look, wešll sleep here and go through Saffron to Cerulean in the morning, then Pewter. ?k? Išm tired anyway?˛ ł What from all that sleeping you did on the journey?˛ Chris drove around town, looking for a hotel.... Five minutes later they were back where they were. ł My god, how small is this place?˛ ł Smaller than your d-˛ ł Hey! We should rest in a Pokemon centre...˛ Jane was keeping her mind on sleep. ł Yeah, why not, you guys get a room or whatever, Išll fill the car up for the morning,˛ Kurt said. Hešd been waiting to try out the new car. ł Yeah ok, just don't get it scratched and donšt get in trouble!˛ Kurt shrugged and started the engine, then screeched off down the road... ł And donšt let me catch you speeding again!˛ The cop tore off a ticket, dropped it on Kurt and left. Kurt cursed and put the ticket in the glove box. Hešd filled the tank with petrol and was driving back to the centre... but a smell of smoke filtered into his nose. ł It better not be the car...˛ He stopped and got out... It wasnšt the car but there was smoke... just past these buildings. Kurt began to run. If they were going to keep a low profile a city wide fire wouldnšt help. Something was burning, it looked like a house. A large group of fire officers were manoeuvring hoses around the inferno. A house was burning down, it was the brightest thing hešd ever seen. ł Whoa...˛ Kurt stumbled forward and felt the heat from the fire several feet away. He watched in awe as the flickers of flame danced about, broke off from each other. Then a large section of house crashed down as four firemen ran out, dragging a woman, kicking and screaming. ł NO! MY BABY! PLEASE!˛ The cries broke Kurt from his stare. ł Wešve got a child in there for goddishšs sake! We have to go back!˛ ł No! I canšt let you go in! Even with the suits and water itšll burn you too badly!˛ An instinct buried deep inside Kurt began to awaken. Something stirred his blood, the tingling in his stomach erupted. A deep heroic instinct burst forth like the fire ahead of him and he broke into a run towards the blazing house. ł NO! HEY! STOP HIM!˛ Kurt as too fast for the fire brigade and he hurdled the first blazing obstacle. ł Go! Beano!˛ A slightly dopey looking Mr. Mime appeared and immediately jumped onto Kurt. ł MIME MIME!˛ It shrieked. ł Look! You have to try and hold the flames off! Please! Therešs a life to save!˛ Beano frantically began barriering the fire back as best he could. It didnšt work very well or make any real difference. Whilst Beano kept the fire back Kurt ran onwards. The smoke began to sting his eyes and choke him deep down. Išm so quitting smoking, he thought as he dropped to his knees and crawled forward. He covered his mouth and nose with his shirt as he heard the first cries. He got to the door and jumped into the burning mess. He rolled on the floor to put the flames out. The heat was incredible. ł This better be bloody worth it,˛ Kurt could make out a screaming figure in the corner. A young girl in a night dress, about five or six. He grabbed the girl and ran back the way he came. ł BEANO! CALL ME!˛ ł Mime Mime Mime!!!!˛ Kurt followed the cries until Beano grabbed his arm. Beano ran forward and Kurt ran with him. As the whole house collapsed behind them they lept through the doorway and rolled onto the grass. Immediately paramedics and the fire brigade were onto him. They did some brief checks before rising, both the child and Kurt were on stretchers. ł Theyšll be ok!˛ A cheer went up from a large crowd. ł Man! Looks like the whole townšs here to see the hero!˛ A paramedic exclaimed to Kurt. Kurt managed a smile. His eyes were watering and the mother of the girl was crying her eyes out. Kurt was slid into am ambulance and looked out onto the crowd. Almost the whole town were there. So were Chris and Jane. Low Profile. It dawned on Kurt what he had done. ł Oh shit!˛