Subject: Re: [PW!] Wrong turn
Date: Monday, November 01, 1999 3:48 PM
Wow, I'm finally responding to this thread. Sorry to all involved, for taking
I hope I've got everyone in their proper places...
In article <firstname.lastname@example.org>, email@example.com
>"Chu, rai, raii....."
>Samuraichu woke up on a park bench, Blizzard asleep in a flowerbed
>across from him, Orion slumped against a tree and Keri curled up at
>grabbed his halberd, and scanned the dawn sky.
>The rest of the Pack was asleep, but a faint rustling in the bushes
>attracted Samuraichu's attention.
>"Rattata! Use your Hyper Fang!"
>The recent plague of Shorts Kids must have brought one to this park.
>This one wore particularly loose and flamboyant black satin shorts,
>the traditional white t-shirt with a wavy orange line and a blue cap
>at exactly 70 degrees left from forwards.
>His Rattata was attacking a weakened Ekans. The poison snake had
>numerous bite marks down its scales, and wasn't in good shape at all.
>Reaching for a Pokeball, Samuraichu knew he could never let a Pokemon
>become one with the Shorts Clan.
>"Chu chu rai!"
>Cappucino emerged from the Pokeball, a gust of Haze trailing behind
>her. The Rattata was enveloped in smoke, allowing Ekans to slither
>away into the bushes. Cappucino hovered beside Samuraichu, awaiting
>her next order.
>"Hey! You're not wearing shorts!" Rather than attempt to find his
>quarry, or run for cover, the Shorts Kid's morality had been deeply
>offended by the naked Samuraichu and he stood fast, anger building up
>inside him. All the heathen Raichu wore was a belt and a backpack.
>"I like shorts. They're so comfortable and easy to wear! Why aren't
>you wearing shorts?"
>"How can you walk around without cloth covering you from the waist to
>the knees? I'd feel so, so naked without my lovely shorts."
>"One of my cousins got his spare shorts taken by a talking Slowpoke!
>I'll avenge his loss by capturing you and your shiny belt!"
>"CHU?" Samuraichu wasn't about to be stripped of the only thing he
>wore anytime soon, let alone get captured by a member of the Shorts
>"Rattata, I choose you!" The Rattata, now with a new target, hissed
>and lunged at the Raichu, baring its rather tiny fangs. Samuraichu
>brought the haft of his halberd down sharply on the rat-Pokemon's
>head, knocking it unsconscious in an instant.
>Pulling his cap backwards, the Shorts Kid grasped hold of his second,
>and only Pokeball, screaming "Go! Pidgey!" in the fashion of a well
>known clueless Pokemon League dropout from Pallet Town. Samuraichu
>didn't even have to think, a stray spark from his cheeks knocked the
>tiny bird out of the air.
>"You can go now! I won't try to catch you!" said the retreating Shorts
>Kid. The Raichu's halberd looked immensely sharp, and even more
>fearsome when held ready to strike. The blade swung out in a wide
>....and slashed the Short Kid's belt buckle. In a second fluid strike,
>Samuraichu knocked the Shorts Kid onto his back and swept the shorts
>from under him in one swift motion.
>Death would have been preferable to the loss of his beloved shorts,
>the young Shorts Kid was now wearing only his boxers below his waist.
>Distraught, he his in the bushes, curled up into a ball and began to
>Samuraichu walked off, rummaged through his backpack and returned with
>a folded piece of clothing. It was an item Felix had left with
>Samuraichu incase he'd fogotten his backpack and needed a change of
>clothes. Could it be a new pair of shorts?, thought the Shorts Kid
>Surely the Raichu wouldn't leave an opponent naked in a public place.
>He placed the folded trousers on the ground, and walked away happily,
>a pair of ex-SK Hawaiian Shorts in his paws. Maybe he'd wear them as a
>A scream cut through the air, the Shorts Kid had commited the
>unbeliveable heresy of_touching_a pair of trousers. A half naked 10
>year old sprinted past Samuraichu, his beliefs shattered.
>Blizzard stirred, and went back to sleep.
>The Ekans he'd saved was tagging along behind him, dragging the
>discarded pair of pants in its teeth. It rattled happily, Cappucino
>got Samuraichu's attention, and the Raichu turned around and stooped
>on one knee.
>"Ekansssss." The snake rubbed against Samuraichu's leg, grateful for
>being saved from the evils of the Shorts Clan. It obviously wanted a
>Samuraichu folded up Felix's pants, and tossed them into his backpack.
>is Tsunami one of my Pokemon or just one I'm transporting.>
>, came a voice from Samuraichu's Pokebelt. to Koga of Fuschia.>
> The Raichu flicked open his last
>empty Pokeball, Ekans fading into white light and entering the capture
>device. Cappucino returned to her Pokeball as well.
>He walked over to the sleeping Blizzard, lay his tail over her upper
>body, and shocked her with a blast of electricity.
"PerSIAN!" Blizzard let out an obligatory yelp of pain, then quickly began to
groom her fur, which was now standing on end. Blizzard didn't know where Samuraichu's place was, but was certain he
had no right to shock her. Not this frequently, at least.