From: Fenix (dash53@aol.comrade) Subject: [PW!] Sanctuary (WAS The Undead Past p2) Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000/04/25 [PW!] Sanctuary (WAS The Undead Past (Part 2 cont'd) Recap: Raynor, Raven's long lost enemy from long ago (April of last year) was now a vampire, and ATR tried to pummel Raynor, or Fenris, as his vampire name suggests, but to no avail they were all pummled. After Raven's Scyther and Rhydon almost KO'd him, Raynor leaped into the water, only to be followed by his "master" who inadvertantly turned into an Arcanine, then a Gastly, after being beaten by ATRs Pokes, then finally a Golbat to fly Raynor's body from the rapidly oncoming sunset. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------- P o k e W a r s Author: Fenix -------- OOC: Back to writing, whee. The bright morning sun began to rise as the battered and beaten ATRs rose out of their respective craters, garbage cans, and crater holes as they tried to recover their composure and health."Well fuck," was the main thing the ATRs were saying, especially Saber, who was struggling to revive UV Ultra. The others recalled their Pokemon. Saber quickly took the affirmative. "Well guys we had our *CLICK* asses kicked. What we need to do now is to get ourselves a new room, and try *CLICK* to get our heads together, 'cause Raynor and that other dude is going t'be *CLICK* back." "Um I have an idea," Fox said. "What is it, we don't have alot of time," Raven said. "While I crashed through the wall, I was knocked out for a bit. While uh, the couple in the room, was, uh, um...anyway, I heard them moan something about a empty conference room on the bottom deck." The other ATRs snickered at the thought of the couple. "Why were the people talking about it?", asked Derek. "They got it on there, the hell should I know?!" The other ATRs were laughing their asses off. "Okay, let's get down there, we DON'T want Raynor and the other dude to look in our old room," Raven announced. </Scene Switch to Bottom Deck/> Derrick and his Magneton lead the way with a blinding glare, as they neared the main door of the conference room. The bottom hull of the ship was rusted and dusty, and many a rat crawled around it's corridors. Some dim light emanated through the old lightbulbs. "Well at least Raynor won't look for us in here," Gohan pointed out.They soon came to a large metal door, sealed with bulkheads, but one large metal lock protruded through the center. "This was supposed to be a conference room?!" "Hey shut up, this'll serve as good as any room." "Hmm....let's use our Pokemon to open it; we can't bust the door down," Derrick contributed. Pokeballs were thrown, and Derrick's Magneton, Raven's Rhydon, and Fox's Arbok stood at attention. "Charrrbok!" "DON!" "Ton." "Acid!" "Heh." "Shut up!" Raven rolled his eyes. "Thunderbolt!" "Take Down!" The mighty Pokemon rammed, spat, and charred the door with a combination of Take Down, Thunderbolt, and Acid, but the door didn't show any weakness at all. "Ok now everyone join in!" Raven shouted. The ATRs all rammed their bodies against the door while the three Pokemon continuted to attack. The door barely moved. "What the hell IS this thing made of?!" "Let me try *CLICK*." The other ATRs moved aside as Saber stepped infront. Clicker in hand, Saber began to take his pen apart. The other ATRs gasped in surprise as Saber reconfigured it so that the containter that held the ink was attached to the clicker. With the skill of a marksman and the precison of a laser, Saber set to work on the lock. "*CLICK CLICK* *CLICK CLICK*" was the sound that emanated through the bottom deck as Saber attempted to find the right spot.... <Two hours later...> "*CLICK CLICK* *CLICK* *CLICK* *CLLIICK* *CLANK*!" "Clank?" The mighty door swung open as the Clicker found its mark. Saber took a bow, but the other ATRs shoved him inside the room. The old conference room was moderately clean, save for a few holes in the wall. It had two large tables, a diagramming board, many closets, but mostly lined with old cans of beer, and some salavageable supplies. The ATRs scoured the closets for something useful, but Raven found a old metal crossbow, containing a few steel tipped arrows in it, Some Wigglyweapons lay astrewn within it, and the ATRs rushed up to Raven, grabbing what they could hold." "What is this, a NWWA hall?!", James wondered. [OOC: NWWA = National Wiggly-Weapons Association ^_-] Saber found a wrinkled sheet of paper under to the crossbow that Raven took. "Yep." "Cool." "Heh."Raven hefted the crossbow in hand. "Heh...this'll be good for Raynor." "It'll do." "Kickass d00dz." "woohoo." "Hoohah." "*CLICK*" "Zing!" "Ba Dum Dum!" "DUN DUN DUN!" "BA DUM DUM!" "DUN DUN DUN!" "I think we have ourselves a room." TBC. OOCv2: Dry, Raven, whoever, expand on this post to the current storyline. -Fenix. "Float like a Butterfree, sting like a Beedrill!" - Pokemon boxing advice "Thanks a lot, Officer F**kmeat!" - Quote from Lake Placid AIM: ATRFenix