From: Joel Try <try@pnc.com.au> Subject: Re: [PW!] [DV] Time to run, Time to hide continued Date: Sunday, August 29, 1999 12:39 AM Hi! I'm a new PokeWars writer, I thought I'd give it a go continuing,"Time to run, Time to hide" As Slake was flying, he saw many sights. The corner of one of Indigo Plateau, a Chansey giving birth, some guy shouting the name Score, and a wild Ninetails. He started to think of home, where his mum was. When they arrived Bill's cottage, he was doing an experiment on a Pidgey and Voltorb. "Hi Bill. Flying. I hate flying. You could've sent a Diglett to dig a tunnel for me to climb or something. Gee, of all things, you chose flying. CRIKES!". After the flight Slake was NOT in a good mood. "Calm down Slake! Gee, it's only a bit of Sky-Transport. Anyway, underneath this city it's all rock!" exclaimed Bill. "What is that?" Slake asked staring at the melding Pidgey and Voltorb. "I'm trying to create a powerful Electric Bird, with a round feel. Hey, when I'm done, you can keep it!". Slake nodded some approval. "Hey, can I have a Pokeball? I ran outa dem, and I wanna catch a Diglett. I'm thinking of building an underground hideout kinda place near Fuchsia!". "Oh, here! I got plenty of them!" Bill said, reaching into his pocket, to get a Pokeball. "Well, I'll just go off and catch a Diglett, or perhaps a Dugtrio!". With that, Slake took off. About an hour later Slake returned with a few Digletts and a Dugtrio. "How did you get that many Pokemon? I only gave you one Pokeball!" exclaimed the Bill. "Oh, I got a Cut HM and a few balls off a seasick old man on the SS Anne. You now, the ticket you gave me? Well I used it, grew a few levels on Tek, and got a few other items". "Well your Pidgorb" is ready, said Bill, handing over a Pokeball. "It can supply electricity for your underground centre. What'll you call this hideout? Deodom?". Bill and Slake laughed at the weird name. "Well, I gotta really be off. Thanks for helping me Bill!" and Slake took off. A few days later, Bill was driving a truck up to a cave that had been dug down into the ground from the back. Bill had a whole lot of furniture and appliances and stuff to install into the house. He had also created a line of Pikachus stuck on a peice of metal so that when Pigdorb needed to be recharged, he had spare electricity. "I have a house warming gift for you!" said Bill, after everything had been installed. "Here!" said Bill excitedly, passing over a Pokeball. "It's very rare, come on, let it out!". Slake let the ball drop and said "GO!". And then suddenly he felt a bit of cold feather on his shin. "Articu, Articu! Cuno!" said the bird. "Bill!" said Slake, increasing in excitement. "It... It... it's a legendary bird! It's ARTICUNO!". Slake was red with excitement now. Bill returned the bird, put it on a shelf, and then worked on some spare rooms of the Deodom. Then, his Dugtrio hit water. Water started to pour into the room. Quickly, they clogged up the entrance with wood, and started to make the entrance from the top of the room instead of the side. A while later, they had nailed tarps onto the sides and bottom of the room. They had turned it into a water supply room, and the hole where the water came through was there so that when the underground river filled up again, they'd get more water."Hey, Slake, I know I'm pouring you with Pokemon, but let's infest this water with water Pokemon!". So a few days later, there were Starmie, Staryu, Lapras, and Seaking in the water. The Deodom was complete. The pair had had their dinner, and Bill slept in the spare room. The next morning, Bill left and went back to Sea Cottage. Slake made the decision to use the new fish Pokemon only to swim with, and the other new gifts just for electricity and cooking fire. And the Dugtrio and Digletts would just dig transport tunnels and build extra carverns. Tek would be the same. Now he was off to find Bruiser, his Hitmonchan. This is part one: Thatguyty wrote in message <37b4928e@skylite.connect.ab.ca>... >Slake sat on a stump in a clearing. He was hiding out in the hills east of >Cerulean. Some local trainers were hanging around south of his hideout. >Slake was used to roughing it. He'd been on his own since he was twelve. > "Tek!" he shouted to his Porygon, "I need some power here dude!" > Tek beeped and whistled some computer gibberish. "Yeh, yeh," said Slake, >and then silently to himself, "If I could understand the little bugger >I'd..." > Tek zipped off through the trees and returned a few minutes later with a >power cord. "How the heck? Eerrr never mind. The important thing is that we >have it." > Slake opened his backpack full of computer parts, clothes, and his other >belongings. He pulled out a power bar and plugged it into the end of the >cord. He proceeded to plug his laptop into the power bar, along with his >Pokedex, which needed some recharging. His laptop started up, quickly >opening his own home-made operating system. It beeped as he touched the >internet icon on the screen. > "What!?" shouted Slake, "Incorrect password? Look's like you've got some >work to do, eh boy?" > Tek zipped over to Slakes laptop, where turned into a beam of light and >zapped himself into a USB port on the back. "Good thing I splurged to >upgrade the parallel ports, huh?" Score waited a few minutes, playing >solitaire, for Tek to scrounge up a new password from the harddrive. Tek >blew out of the laptop, leaving a long string of numbers on the screen. "I >don't know what program you use to figure these things out Tek, but I like >it." > A few minutes later, Slake found himself with an instant message from Bill. >"Slake, the buzz is that Team Rocket is searching east of Cerulean for some >trainers to steal from. You might wanna get your butt outta there." > "Wonderful," thought Slake. He thanked Bill and shut down his apps. "Common >Tek, we gotta fly dude." > Slake packed up his things and brought Tek back into his ball. He quickly >covered his fire pit and any foot prints in his hideout area. He thought he >heard helicopters coming from the east. Silently, he ran threw the forest, >hiding under the canopies of the trees. Slake was about the least athletic >person you'd ever meet, and didn't enjoy this game of chase one bit. After >about 10 minutes of jogging, he was wiped. He sat with his back against a >tree trunk breathing deeply and listening to the sounds of the forest. > Suddenly, he heard his palmtop PC beeping. He dug into one of his pant >pockets and pulled it out. He pushed a button and Bill's picture appear on >the screen. "Slake! Get out of there! Team Roc-...." > "Oh great! You picked a great time to screw up on me now!" whispered Slake. > "Slake.... Slake! Do you copy!" asked Bill. > "Yeh Bill, yeh, go ahead." > "Slake, Team Rocket is planning a full scale assault in your vicinity. They >think some of the trainers in the area are carrying super rare Pokemon! >Dragonites, Chanseys, you name it! The trainers were told TR were after >them, and they took off into the bush. Team Rocket will be sweeping the area >soon. I'm sending a Fearow to you now. It'll give you a ride back here. I >gotta go. See you soon!" > "Wonderful," thought Slake, "I hate flying." > Slake pulled out a small transmitting device from his thigh pocket. He >waited in silence a few minutes until he saw the giant bird overhead. He >pushed a button on the device, which emitted a high pitched beep that caught >the Fearows attention. It swooped down and landed. Slake reached into a side >pocket on his backpack and pulled out a granola bar he had made a batch of. >He climbed on to the Fearows back and offered it the granola bar. It eagerly >took it and flapped out of the trees. > >TBC? Someone in the area wanna pick this thing up? Just don't do anything to >his Pokemon or belongings. > > >