From: SleepyAlakazam (chadderh@aol.comhggfass) Subject: [PW!] What an odd place this is! Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000/04/13 Warning: As with all my PW!s, this story may contain graphic depictions of human/pokemon gore/misery, and the squeamish or young should not read this. "Unh...I need some rest." Oolanko said, finally entering Pewter City. He was on the brink of collapsing unconscious. And that fearow had given him gas. "Hey there! You look like you need some rest. Your skin is so gray, you might need a makeover! Heehee!" teased a teenage girl, spying Oolanko. "Ugh...what? Rest? Yes...I need that. Where might I find an Inn or some such place?" "Oh, you can stay at my place if you want!" "Ok. Just show me to your place of dwelling and I will sleep. I have no money, so..." "Oh no! I could never accept money from a kind old stranger." "As you wish." Oolanko said, following the girl. - Oolanko opened his eyes wide, taking in the dim light in the room. So dark and dreery...it comforted him. He yawned, stretching his arms out as he rised from the cot. Lifting his legs out onto the floor, he stood up and went for the door. - "Oh, mother, he's not my boyfriend!" squealed the girl. "Hehe, my little girl, finally getting herself a man! I'm so proud of you...but why a man with so little fashion sense?" "Oh, mother, you're so mean." "Uh...what's going on here? Is this your mother, girl?" Oolanko said, stretching more. Her mother eyed his fleshless left hand, screaming. "What the!? WHAT IS THAT??" she screamed. "What mother? What's wrong?" "His hand...it's got no skin on it! What is wrong with him?! Get him out of here!" "But, mother, he's just a poor man..." "I don't care! Out, out! Don't make me get my gun!" "I see I am not wished to be here. I thank you for your kindness, girl. As for your mother, I leave now. Goodbye." Oolanko said, still sleepy. He opened the door, and walked outside. So sunny and bright. Yech. "Now what do I do? I have no money, no friends. Just the torn pants on my legs. I need some clothes first. The incident that just happened cannot be allowed to happen again." he said, turning his head to see if there might be a clothing store around here. Ah! Beauty comes in the simplest of forms. "A clothing store! Wonderful! But...no money. I guess I shall have to steal. Stealth does no good in this daylight. I shall wait for night." Oolanko creeped behind the store, falling asleep. Will Oolanko get some clothes? Are his naughty parts showing? t? Find out in the next exciting installment! ------------------------------------------------------------- (_(_) Butt. (_(_) Did you know that the Bible has been translated into Klingon? Heh fools stop reading.