From: Adrian Tymes (wingcat@pacbell.net) Subject: Re: [PW!] Falkner's Hoothoot's A Hoot Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 2001-04-17 00:02:07 PST RobfromVoid wrote: > "I know you don't like answering questions," Sarah tells the Smeargle > standing before her, feeling less shy around it now that it's been > following her for a little while, "...but I also know that you like > pointing me in the right direction. So could you please lead me and > Barbie to New Bark Town?" The smeargle smiles, nodding after a few seconds... "Than...n...!!!" ...and glowing red and growing into a giant onix, mouth open wide in what could possibly be the same smile... "Umm...you aren't going to eat me, are you?" ...but also misinterpreted just as easily. Sarah shrieks as the rock snake lunges at her and Barbie. With her eyes closed, she does not see just how the onix dives underneath her, digging a bit to catch between her legs on one of its joints. She does know that the main reason it did not have to move towards Barbie was that she was, and still is, holding on to her mareep for dear life. Looking backwards, she sees the Violet City gym shirnk as they speed away, knowing intellectually that the sights might be a bit scarier if she saw stuff coming at her just as fast and so staying facing backwards on her ride. Just as she is getting used to it, a deep voice gravels, "Wheah New Bahhk Town?" Straining a bit, she hears a mumbled reply, then "Thaaanks" from the same voice. Continuing to focus her hearing on that, she does not notice the change underneath her nor the shift in direction as travel resumes until she notices they are several meters in the air, and the stony tail has turned reptilian and orange. The look on the bewildered trainers' face as they pass is slightly amusing, keeping her from being too scared until she notices they are going faster...and faster...and faster... Panic blots out her memories of the next several minutes, but she does remember the crackle of electricity - in hindsight, it could only have been Barbie, unless something attacked them - and skipping across the water, fortunately landing in mud soft enough to absorb her momentum without too much damage...though a nonzero amount of soreness, and probably some pain upon impact, though the impact itself is not remembered. When memory resumes, she is half-covered in mud, cuddling a shaking Barbie, and watching a barely-conscious dragonite stumble around in chin-high (for the dragonite) water, only to trip and fall and dissappear underneath the waterline. Looking around, she finds herself on a large rock about seven meters from the coast of a city...a rock which already has one fisherman occupant. "Welcome to Cherrygrove, miss." He nods to the dragonite. "We don't get many water landings around here. 'S he gonna be alright?" TBC?