From: Insanellama <insanellama316@geocites.com> Subject: [PW!] Team Pokemon, Let's Ride. Date: Monday, May 17, 1999 4:25 PM Chaoticllama had just joined up with Team Pokemon in our last story. Andrew decided to trade his arcanine out with his ponyta so they could move a little faster. "Nice ponyta ya got there Andrew," said Chaoticllama, "May i?" he pulled a carrot out of his pocket. "Sure," said Andrew. Chaoticllama fed Ponyta a carrot and rubbed its nose. They mounted up with Frisky riding just ahead of Andrew in the saddle. "I know a guy in army supply who owe's me, let's pay him a visit. Guy likes to booby-trap his yard, so let me go in first." said Chaoticllama. "No argument from me," said Andrew, again thinking "Weapon's freak who know's people." Chaoticllama smiled just picturing what Andrew was probably thinking. The rode up a long drive. "It's right up ahead. In the side of that hill." said Chaoticllama. "Rapidash stay here." He walked forward, staying low, and leading his feet with the dull edge of his hunting knife. "Grenade rigged here," he yelled back, sticking a throwing knife in the ground to mark it's placement. "Burma tiger pit," there he outlined it with a finger, and marked the edge with another kife. He continued walking. When he hit the top of the hill, he said "Follow the same path I did, and your clear." He knocked on the hill. Bubba came out. "Hey Bubba, long time no see." said Chaoticllama. "You sorry son of a gun, I thought sure I had ya with the pit." said Bubba. "Look bubba, I need to make some ah.... requisitions. Take me to yer arsenal/catalogue." Bubba let them into a cellar about 400 by 400. "Theres a bigger one behind that door, grab whatever catches yer fancy." said Bubba. Andrew was walking down the pistol rack, and saw something that he had to have. A Walther pistol, the same that James Bond uses. He also grabbed 10 clipps and started loading up on PP99 ammunition. Chaoticllama was busy filling saddlebags with lead jacketed bullets, and flaschette rounds. He grabbed two large kevlar(bullet proof) vests and one small one. He tossed one large to Andrew, and the small to frisky. The other he held onto. Then he spotted a crate of machettes. Each one had a leather sheath. He grabbed 10 of them. Then he went through the door going to the other room. "Ahh, and here we have rifles, scopes, and add on's" He picked up a 3 sets of infrared binoculars, 3 sets of night vision goggles, and some motion detectors for when they slept. He also got a gps, radar, and autopc for Andrew's car. Then he got a smaller gps system for himself. Just as he was about to walk out, he spotted something he knew his brother would almost kill for. The first model of pistol that colt ever made, for good measure he grabbed two to give to his bro next time they met. Ohh man, the Israeli fully automatic oozi. He had to have it, so he took 1. On his way back for good measure he grabbed about 6 grenades, and 20 pounds of c-4 plastique. When they left, bubba was fairly gawking at the amount of stuff they had. "You know what the sad thing is, Bubba, this isn't even a down payment on the favors." said Chaoticllama. As they walked out Chaoticllama retrieved his knives. Then he distributed the surveillance gear. "TAUROS GO!" he said, "I'm gonna need Tauros to carry some of this gear for a while." Once they were loaded up, they rode out away from the armory. When they hit town, officer ...... stopped them. "I'm afraid you're going to need a liscense to carry that equipment." Said ...... Chaoticllama flashed out a wallet with the Flying L brand on it. He opened it up and showed it to her. "Oh, ex-special forces, liscensed to carry any firearm, explosive, knife, or other weapon at Chaoticllama's discretion into any area he so chooses," Chaoticllama smiled, "Oh and the signature there, that's none other than the Director of the FBI, and it doesn't expire until I do, says so right there under experation date. Irrevocable as well." Officer Jenny looked a little perturbed "Alright, you can go about your business." she said reluctantly. They rode on down the road. "Most of the stuff I did in special forces is still classified, so I can't tell you much about it." said Chaoticllama to Andrew. "I understand," he replied as they continued toward the Pokecenter. When they got inside, they dismounted, and took the gear off the Pokemon. TBC