Subject: Re: [PW!] Better Slate Than Never
Date: Tuesday, May 11, 2004 3:23 AM
Steffan Alun wrote:
> "Purr," breathed Blizzard. She found this boy quite amusing. He was
> flustered around the nurse, as though he couldn't deal with a member of
> same species, but left in a room full of Pokémon - who were, of course,
> more of a threat to his well-being than the nurse was - he confidently
> demanded answers. She reached a decision, and jumped down from atop
> keeping her eyes on Karl as she approached him.
> Karl, not understanding the body language of a Pokémon not owned by a
> trainer, followed his instincts.
> "Iceduck! Use your Ice Beam!"
> Iceduck released a beam of ice, hitting Blizzard's face. Both Karl and
> Iceduck realised that they'd made a huge error of judgement as they
> the look on Avalanche's face.
"GRAAAAAN!!!" Avalanche pauses to let out a reverberating roar before
lunging at Karl, mouth open and fangs exposed.
"Oh no..." His first glimpse inside the maw of the advancing Tyranitar
leaves Karl in a state similar to paralysis, but when the sulfuric stench of
the Pokemon's breath permeates his nostrils, the sensation is enough to
prompt him to action. With speed that is nearly unreasonable, he grabs his
own Pokemon--first Iceduck, and then Nomak--and dives to one side, narrowly
avoiding the snapping jaws. He scrambles across the floor and ducks behind
the Nurse's Station; flattening himself against the back wall and hoping the
four-foot-tall counter will prove to be a suitable barricade against the
"Graan!" Avalanche grumbles in annoyance, stopping short in front of the
counter. Too lazy to step over the obstacle, and unable to easily reach
across it, he opts for completely different plan of attack, and fires a
Flamethrower at Karl's head.
"You've gotta be--" Karl presses his Pokemon to the ground, barely managing
to duck the powerful stream of flames. The flames dance out of existence
a few inches above Karl's body, narrowly avoiding anything combustible, but
still making him unbearably hot. The second that Avalanche stops for
breath, Karl jumps to his feet, and begins pounding frantically on the door
leading to the treatment area. "HELP! HELLLP!!!"
From her work station inside the treatment area, Nurse Marcia hears the
pounding, the shouting, and the roars that follow. Without taking her eyes
off of the Unown that she's reshaping, the blue haired nurse grouses, "I
gave that Trainer the simplest job in the world, and he's already asking for
help. What's the matter with kids these days?" Disgusted by Karl's
ineptitude, Marcia puts down her pair of pliers, reaches into a nearby jar
of cotton balls, selects two puffs, and sticks them in her ears. "If I
can't hear it, it isn't happening."
Karl continues to pound on the door for another five seconds, hope fading as
help fails to arrive. Hearing the sound of movement behind him, he turns to
brace for another wave of attacks. As Avalanche prepares to exhale another
blast of flames, Karl asks weakly, "Please don't kill me."
"Pur." Blizzard is rubbing at her cheek with one forepaw, trying to brush
the ice crystals from her fur. At the same time, she is monitoring the
unfolding battle with the detached interest of a child who's watching a
particularly boring television program. After listening to Karl's plea, she
turns to her Tyranitar companion, ""
"Ran," Avalanche grunts. He's annoyed that Blizzard is ordering him around,
but figures that as long as she's unharmed, there's really no reason for him
to continue to bully Karl. He shoots the Trainer a dirty look, and sits
down on the floor.
Karl remains in his hiding spot, heart beating rapidly. He stares at the
opposing Pokemon unblinkingly, unsure of what their next move will be.
"Persian," Blizzard says after a few seconds, ""
"Cool tent, tenta!" Sting roars. "
tent cool ta coolta
cool cool tent,
tenta coolta tent
"Purr." Blizzard responds calmly, ""
Sting thrashes around, enraged. "COOL! tenta
Realizing that Blizzard isn't listening to him, Sting balls the tips of his
tentacles in utter frustration. "Cool tent...
Blizzard nods politely. "Shan. "
Sting's eyes are suddenly the size of dinner plates. A full minute of
silence passes before they slowly begin to narrow again. "Tent "
He mutters, " cool coolta
A hesitant voice pipes up from behind the Nurse's Station.
"Er...so...you're NOT going to kill me?" Karl thinks this point deserves
"" Blizzard gazes at him through glistening blue
"What about people in other parts of the Pokemon Center?" Karl gestures to
the door behind him. "That nurse is the one I'm really worried about." He
ponders, "Actually, I think she'll spare me if you guys can just tell me a
little bit about her Slowpoke. What do you say?"
Blizzard smiles. ""
"Member of..." Karl repeats, his eyes taking on a glassy look as the
reality of his situation suddenly dawns on him. "Oh my god..."
The four wild Pokemon exchange looks, wondering if Karl is about to be sick.
"Oh my god," Karl dances excitedly, "I'm a member of a group again! Do you
know how long it's been since I've been considered a member of a group?"
The four Pokemon shake their heads.
"It's been a long time!" Karl states emphatically. "Oh, I've encountered
groups--the Search Party for Smasher, the Unown Hunters--but none of those
groups ever invited me to join them. But now! I'm part of a group again!
I'm a functional, interacting member of society again!"
Nomak quietly murmurs, "Fetch," thinking that if a group intended for
Pokemon is the only group that Karl can get into, Karl is probably less
functional than he thinks he is.
"I'm a member of a group again! I have people to travel with again!
I'm--oh no..." Karl's eyes suddenly widen in terror. "I'm going to become a
"" A loud voice booms from Cerberus' middle beak as the Dodrio
uses his left and right heads to cross himself. ""
Karl cuts in quickly, "Oh, but I didn't mean that literally. See, it's just
that the last time I traveled with a large group, I lost control of my
actions for a while--"
"" Blizzard sniffs. ""
"Wait, you don't understand!" Karl's face falls. This is his chance to
join a group, and he's blowing it! "I--"
"Purr," Blizzard lies down on the floor and begins to groom herself. ""
Karl protests hotly. "But I'm NOT--eww, that sounds really gross."
Blizzard is clearly offended. ""
"You know..." Karl scratches his head, having second thoughts
about joining the Brotherhood by this point, "...maybe that's for the best."
Nomak and Iceduck both quack in agreement, approving of their Trainer's
choice. The Brotherhood members simply shrug.
Glad that the wild Pokemon haven't attacked him for refusing to join their
group, Karl decides to press his luck. "So, for old time's sake, do you
think you can tell me about that Slowpoke?"
Blizzard and her cohorts huddle briefly. After a few minutes of
deliberation they reach a decision, and Sting toddles over to Karl, one
tentacle extended expectantly. " 'Cool. "