Subject: [PW!] Regaining Bearings in Celadon Date: 10 Jul 1999 18:48:26 GMT From: yosh1121@aol.combustible (Yosh) Organization: AOL http://www.aol.com Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon "Shrew?" "Just hold on, Sandshrew" Oz said as he typed away at the keyboard on the floor with his toes. "Are ya all finished?" He asked, glancing towards the unconscious, not to mention topless, Officer Jenny and Squirtle, who until recently had been busy being arranged into "compromising positions" "Sandshrew shrew," Sandshrew said as he walked up to Oz's seat at the police station computer, camera in hand. "Well, you might not like it, but those pictures just might fetch a fair price on AGNPH." Oz said, smiling slightly. "Sandshrew?" Sandshrew questioned. "Well, what I am doing," Oz paused in the middle of his sentence to lean forward, and use his tongue as a finger of sorts, to push the mouse forward a bit, and click on something on the computer screen. He was actually quite proud that he managed to get used to wearing a straightjacket in such short time. "I am covering our tracks, so to speak." He continued, "I not only just took myself off of the wanted list, so nobody will try to come find us, I also sent an Email to mom not to worry about me. I think." Sandshrew glanced at the computer screen and then towards Oz's straightjacket. "Sandshrew sand?" "Yep, it's kind of amazing the feats one can accomplish with their tongue, actually." Oz said, as he then proceeded to close the program, and stand up. "Come on, lets get out of her before Jenny wakes up." "Shrew?" Sandshrew asked. Oz was quick to answer, "Morals? Nope, I think I left them back in the jail cell I got thrown in just for wanting some freedom and independence. Just leave everything here, bring the film. Nodding obediently, Sandshrew took the film out of the camera and swiftly appeared to make it disappear into no where. Oz observed this, but decided not to ask, as he headed swiftly towards the exit doors, still wearing the straightjacket, which seemed like it might become a permanent part of his wardrobe. Oz sighed as the automatic doors opened in front of him. Great, it was raining. Well, maybe it'll help the straightjacket become overlooked more easily in the streets of Celadon. TBC ~ ~ ~ Nyaa... just haven't wirtten in a while, although I was sorta braindead during this.. Yosh ---------- Note: Beware the rabid Yosh. (Nyaa! >=P)