From: Roland Le Good (roland@minuet.demon.co.uk) Subject: [PW!] WIthdrawl symptoms. Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2000/07/17 PW! Kurt Cray. New story: Withdrawl Symptoms. " How many times have we made a run like this?" " Many, many times Kurt. It just gets betterm don't it?" " I dunno I got a bad feeling about this..." " Don't worry, you'll have Beano and Watt covering ya," Two men in their twenties sat in a dark blue Cadillac. One had spikey blonde hair wore a light blue shirt and tan combats and shades. The one in the driver seat had long brown hair in a pony tail wore a brown shirt and jeans. He also had shades. He was called Chris the guy on the left is Kurt. Say hi. Now we're all friends I'll get on with. " I guess you're right. So, I go in and get Mr Mime to barrier the door then get the cash and jump out into the car and we speed of into the sunset," " Pretty much sums it up," " And if it don't work and someone called the coppers?" " We split up and meet in that old abandonned house on forth street, near the edge of town, k?" " Gotcha, see ya soon mate," Kurt took two Pokeballs and let out a Mr Mime, Beano. " Let's go," " Mime..." He steooed inside the bank and nodded to Beano, who set about blocking the entrance. A desk clerk noticed that Beano was doing something and approached Kurt; " Uh, excuse me sir, what do you think you're doing?" " Gee, I was kinda gonna rob the bank, is that ok?" Kurt pulled a short black pistol from his belt and began waving it around. " All right nobody move! I reckon y'all know what this is gonna be!" He waved the desk celrks out. " I'm sure they taught you what to do in this situation. If anyone of you gits have triggered the alarm I'm gonna execute all of you, got that?" " OHMYGOD! HE'SGONNAKILLUS!PLEASE!DON'TKILLUS!" This fat woman began screaming. " Some people cna't cope with guns... Would you shut it? You are possibly the most annoying person I've ever met!" He let out Jolteon. " Watt, make sure they don't trigger any alarms. Now, no more arsing around around," He put a large bag on the table in front of the clerk. " Fill. And leave the last note, I know your tricks," After a minute the bag was full and sirens were nearing the bank. Kurt began to panic. " What? Oh crap... stay calm....calm.... Now, WHICH ONE OF YOU FUCKS SET THE ALARM OFF? YOU?" His hand was shaking and he waved the gun at a clerk. " No! I swear!" " Ok,ok,ok,ok... Think..... Watt... zap 'em!" Chris heard the screams and saw the cops pull up and get out, four cars two cops in each, all had pistols. " Oh crap... Kurt get out, now!" He muttered. A cop began to approach. Immediatly Chris began to sweat. Here he was face to face with someone whom could be about to lock him away. His heart was pounding. " Sir, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to leave," " Y-yes sir....." " Is something wrong sir? Have you seen anyone enter this building?" He was probing Chris a little too much, maybe they knew? Nah...they couldn't...right? " No...sir...sorry...." " Well if you see anything-" The cop began to turn away and when he did Chris reversed back up the street and did a skid turn then drove off as fast as possible. The cop slowly turned around. " I was sure there was a guy here a second ago..." " Right you, back entrance now!" Kurt waved the gun at a clerk who obeyed and took Kurt to the bck entrance. " Open or I'll kill you!" Kurt waved the gun at him again and it went off.For a second Kurt's heart actually stopped but the bullet missed and he relaxed again. The cops heard a gunshot from inside. " OK, we're gonna go in, I want guards around the back entrance and front entrance, you'll go in on my mark, understand?" Kurt breathed out slowly s the door was opened. " Thanks for your time," Kurt rushed through the door to an alleyway. On his left a wire fence and the other end was the elly opening... which was full of cops...cops with guns. " Oh shit,"