From: Insanellama <insanellama316@geocites.com> Subject: [PW!] [CANYON] Chaoticllama scouts alone Date: Thursday, May 20, 1999 7:19 PM It was getting dark now. "They'll be switching to night uniforms now, black jumpsuits," he said aloud to no one in particular. He moved back up the canyon, careful not to skyline himself. He pulled out the infrared binoculars. "Hmmm. All's quiet on the western front eh? Too quiet." he said in a soft cold tone. No sooner had the words left his mouth, than the binoculars were wrenched from his hands, and a man from below was on the offensive. Chaoticllama's eyes quickly adjusted. He had been blessed with wonderful night vision. The man went for his leg in an attempt to pull him down. Pretty foolish. Chaoticllama kicked him free. Then he dropped the the ground, and caught the man by his hair, He quickly changed his grip to the man's shoulders, pulling him up with a little help from Rapidash. As soon as the man was flat on the cliff, Chaoticllama proceeded to punch the man's face brutally. When his adrenaline finally eased up a bit, he stopped. Now he was only uttering recriminations at the man, beginning to calm down. Then he lapsed back into throwing body shots, "You little piece of trash, YOU COULD HAVE KILLED US BOTH, AND U WOULDN'T HAVE CARED." Then he drew his hunting knife and put it to the man's throat. "Now listen, we're gonna have nice little chat, and then you're going to turn yourself in to the police." The man squeeled an affirmative. "Ok, question one, EXACTLY what is the extent of team rocket presence here?" he asked. "I don't know," said the man. "Wrong answer" said Chaoticllama temporarily setting the knife down, jerking the man up by the collar and slamming his head into the ground. "I honestly don't know." said the man crying. "I believe ya," he said taking out his cell phone while covering the man with a pistol. "Theres a team rocket member gift-wrapped up here, I'm leaving a flare beside him." He pulled out a rope. "Whaddya mean giftwrapped?" the man stammered. Chaoticllama gagged the man with a tennis ball he found lying around. He blindfolded him with one of his bandannas. Then he tied the man nice and tight in a bundle. He then carried him over near the ledge. "I wouldn't move if I were you, a few inches the wrong way, and I'm not responsible" said Chaoticllama. He took out a flare, ignited it, and set it 4 feet from the man. He hopped on Rapidash and rode down to the canyon floor. Through the infrared's which he found miraculously undamaged on the way down, he watched the man be picked up by the police. He rode on down to where he saw a cave. He decided to hole up there for the night. Before going to sleep he set up a trip-wire going to a grenade pin. He left the marking that only his brother would understand, a triangular stone facing magnetic north, at the mouth of the cave. Triangular, because he was 3 when he got his rapidash. North, because the north star had been his guiding light all his life. TBC