Subject: Re: [PW!] Mystery At The Magnet Train Station Date: Wed, 31 Oct 2001 15:40:40 -0800 From: "GijinkaGatomon, Personification of the Cat Monster \(disguised regular\)" <nichirasu@hotmail.com> Organization: CompuServe Interactive Services Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon "Rob" <robfrompw@yahoo.com> wrote in message news:3BDF89B5.30DA81D8@yahoo.com... > > "No it doesn't. We're in Kanto." Kitsu explains, "Johto's where sunrise > occurs in one second. Something very weird just happened. Just look at > the Station's door..." > > Marvin looks over at the Magnet Train Station's door swung wide open, no > sign in sight. He raises an eyebrow, looks down at the unconscious Mimic > in his arms, looks around to make sure he's still in Saffron City, not > Goldenrod, which he is, then shrugs. He faces Kitsu and says, "You know > what I say? Never look a gift Horsea in the mouth, or else you might get > squirted with ink! I don't care what just happened, I'm just glad it did > - do YOU still want to get on the Magnet Train?" > > Kitsu and Keaton face each other, looking confused, just as a green > elfin Pokemon floating high above them chuckles at their confusion and > disappears from sight. > "As long as it takes us to Goldenrod," Kitsu says. "Right, Keaton?" "Yeah, I guess," Keaton says, looking both very confused and very tired. "Man, I'm beat." "Me too. At least you weren't slammed by an enraged Ursaring and couple horny bovines." "Whoa! Hey! Whoa! I wasn't thinkin' straight, alright? Let's just get on that train..." "Fine. How much money ya got left?" After a bit of searching, Keaton eventually finds his wallet and opens it. "I got a Snicker's wrapper and a dead moth," he reports. Having found her own wallet, Kitsu says, "I have two hundred Disney Dollars and three hundred Geofrey Dollars." "Does Toys 'R' Us still do Geofrey Dollars?" "At least its not Monopoly money. Then they'd be useless." "So now what?" "You could change form," Marvin suggested. "I'll tell them you're my Pokemon, and then you could ride for free." "You think they would?" Kitsu asked. "I wouldn't think they'd like Pokemon of our size to be roaming loose on the train." Marvin shrugged. "They let a Dragonite ride. A Ninetales and Tauros couldn't be much worse." "Or I could tether us to the roof with these handcuffs and we could ride on top like in that movie I can't remember the name of," Keaton offered, producing said handcuffs. "Or that one episode of Sliders," Kitsu added. "But where did you - nevermind. I don't think I want to know." Kitsu wrapped her tails around herself. "You guys sure you can handle the transformation?" Marvin asked, wary of what had happened the apparent fortnight before. "I think we have it under control now," Kitsu said. Her tails unfurled, revealing the form of a Ninetales. Meanwhile, Keaton's front hooves slammed into the ground as his transformation into a Tauros completed. "We can even still talk," Kitsu added matter-of-factly. As a Ninetales, her voice was higher and more lilting. "Let's just get on the train already," Keaton said. His Tauros-voice was much deeper, almost mockingly so, not unlike that of Saturday Night Live's Will Furret's impersonation of Janet Reno. "Okay, let's go," Marvin said. He led the group into the station and up to the ticket booth. "One person and five Pokemon, please." [If Marvin bought a round-trip ticket, then forget the ticket part.] The ticket booth person handed him the ticket and they went out to the train. They boarded without incident, but ran into a small snag when they took their seats. Unlike his sister, Keaton's Tauros form was much larger and took up a large portion of the booth. It proved quite difficult to squeeze the five of them in. [Unless, of course, I've misinterpreted the bullet train's accomodations. I haven't gotten that far in the game yet. What I'm thinking of is probably a private booth that probably only exists on trains with sleeping compartments, but those probably aren't on a bullet train, huh?] "Maybe we could put him in a PokeBall or something?" Marvin asked. "We tried that once and it didn't work," Kitsu said. "I think we're immune to them or something. The basic ones at least." Keaton, who was currently sitting between the seats and facing the aisle, said, "I want to look out the window." "I don't think there's enough room to...ACK!" Kitsu was cut short as Keaton attempted to manuver in the small space. After a bit of squeezing, turning, and sliding, everyone was now in a different seat and Keaton was facing the window. The only problem was that he was on his back. "Is that better now," Kitsu asked. "No, I'm on my back," Keaton said. "Maybe if I..." "No, wait!" *Bonk* *Scrape* "OW!" *Thud* "I don't think that's..." *Sqee-ee-ee-eek...* "I'm sensitive there, don't... OUCH!" "Sorry." *Boing* "Watch your foot!" *Donk* *Baa-aa-aa* "That's not MY foot!" *POP!* *Clud-thud* "There," said Kitsu. "Are you comfortable now?" "I guess," Keaton said. "But maybe I could..." "NO!" everyone protested in unison. "Alright. Seesh." To be continued... -- Chet "Tech" Weaver's Revised Basic Sig Now with 75% less extraneous information! "Meanwhile, the Japanese government announced that it was already well on its way to creating a three-headed soldier with wings and cybernetically implanted machine guns. They are promising to pour milllions into further human cloning projects with the hope of 'Making real life more like our really, really cool cartoons.'" --Boondocks, 8/23/01 "No ride is complete without a clown in an electric chair." -- My brother AIM: PanGatomon, Rorschach Mask, NemesisWolfHelm