Subject: [PW!] See Crystal. See Crystal have bad day. See Crystal destroy any and all in her path.
Date: Friday, May 14, 1999 11:44 AM
An anthropomorphic Persian in a trenchcoat, accompanied by a Charizard,
stomped through town. People left her alone, deciding it would be a bad idea
to get in her way. Which, of course, it was. You see, Crystal couldn't catch
a ferry off Cinnabar. So unless Firecrest's wing magically healed, Crystal
had no way off this island. And as if that wasn't bad enough, 'that time of
the month' had to make itself known, which was NOT fun when you were wearing
a very short skirt.
As Crystal muttered a long stream of profanities in Persian, Firecrest
tapped her on the shoulder.
"Char," he told her, pointing ahead. A large sign proclaimed
"Aahhh! Arigato gozaimasu, Firecrest!" She started to rush towards the
building but stopped and winced. "Bloody stupid cramps..."
Firecrest winced. "Izard char."
"Oh well." Crystal walked slowly to the building and entered, Firecrest
waiting outside. She walked up to the counter.
"Excuse me, sir," she asked the man there, "I'd like to rent a Pidgeot."
The guy raised an eyebrow, but it soon went down. "Sorry, miss. Just rented
out the last one." He looked her up and down. "What *are* you?"
"I'm an anthropomorphic psychic Persian who's having her magic joyful happy
time, so do NOT bug me," Crystal said through gritted teeth.
The poor guy blushed and winced. "Sorry, sorry! But we really are out of
Crystal stomped out of the building.
With no other way off the island, Crystal had finally gone to her
last-resort choice. Stealing a Surf HM from a nearby trainer, she had taught
it to Whirlpool, the first Pokemon she'd successfully stolen. (Author's
note: Yes, I know her WG says she caught it, but it being stolen works
better), replacing its Doubleslap move. Now, she was busily trying to get
the Poliwhirl to obey her.
"Come on, Whirlpool. You do NOT want to see me any more ticked than I
already am. Would it kill you to carry me to Pallet JUST this once?"
"Whirl poli," Whirlpool said, nodding.
Crystal restrained her Fist of Death and called out Zippo. The eager little
Zubat flapped around Crystal's head, looking as cute as a Zubat possibly
"Zu! Bat! Zubat?" he asked, eager to please.
"Firecrest, Zippo, will you two please convince Whirlpool to carry me to
The Charizard and Zubat began talking to the Poliwhirl. He stubbornly
crossed his arms and shook what passed for his head.
Zippo and Firecrest loomed over the water-type, looking very angry, with
fire in the background.
Whirlpool sweatdropped and nodded. Zippo and Firecrest reverted to normal
size with a grin, task completed.
"Good job, you two," Crystal said with a grin. "Come on back now. I'll let
you out when I get to Pallet."
With that, she climbed onto her Poliwhirl, who began swimming. Crystal
suddenly yowled, realizing that the water was icy cold. It was gonna be a
It was a wet, grumpy Persian girl that stomped through Pallet with a Zubat
on her shoulder and a Charizard by her side. She flung herself onto the
bench and grumbled. She was gonna sit riiiiiight here until she felt better
or the world came to a flaming end. Whichever came first.
(OOC: Okay, Maria, ready for interaction any time Seth and Aerie can spare a
Obssessive fan of Raichu, Mew, and James-sama
"There really must be a society against cruelty to James." -- Maria (I
agree! Only YOU can save James from Jessie's paper fans of death!)
"I admit, I set him on fire once with my magic paper fan." -- Corynn
"If you took a Mega Kick to the most sensitive part of your body, how eager
would you be to jump up and run after a Pokemon?" -- James, from an IM
"Yes, ma'am, I know everything but the answers." -- Peppermint Patty
"Pretty mother, so graceful in the water. Too bad I have to kill you." --
Tentacruel, from one of my fanfics
"Fungus Terpsichoreus Kawaiius!" -- Me
"For some reason, I seem to be losing my liqui-ibrium!" -- James (well, how
would YOU spell it?)