From: Bandraptor <bandraptor@aol.com> 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 so long.^^; I hope I've got everyone in their proper places... In article <3817d387.1896286@news.m.iinet.net.au>, gjani@iinet.net.au (Cat-Gonk) writes: >"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 >his feet. > ><I could have sworn I was in Mt Moon. And where's Articuno?> He >grabbed his halberd, and scanned the dawn sky. > ><Dirty bird must have ran off.> > >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. > >"Chu?" > >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?" > >"Chu?" > >"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." > ><Pokemon don't wear clothes> > >"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 >clan. > >"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. > >"Raaaiii....." > >"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 >arc...... > > >....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 >cry. > >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. > ><I'm not going to leave you here naked. Here, take this.> > >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 >trophy? > >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 >new master. > >Samuraichu folded up Felix's pants, and tossed them into his backpack. ><Wait, I've got Expresso, Cappucino, Mocha, Tentacool, Jolt and, wait >is Tsunami one of my Pokemon or just one I'm transporting.> > ><I'm wild>, came a voice from Samuraichu's Pokebelt. <I still belong >to Koga of Fuschia.> > ><Great! I've got one more Pokemon!> 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. <Rude little rat. Learn your place!> Blizzard didn't know where Samuraichu's place was, but was certain he had no right to shock her. Not this frequently, at least. <Time to wake up.> Samuraichu grinned, for he quite enjoyed riling the cat, <Lest you forget, YOU were the one who wanted to come to Cerulean. Something about getting a badge, as I remember.> <Ah, yes.> Blizzard *had* forgotten. <I wish to challenge whatever silly little human it is that runs this city's gym. When I defeat him or her, I shall be presented a Bubblebeam TM...and then I'll smeg that freakin' dirty rock snake, and its little Brock too!!!!> Blizzard was still a little bitter, over her loss at the Pewter City Gym. <First things first,> Samuraichu scanned the area, hopelessly. <We have to find White Blade and Draconi. We still don't know if they got out of the cave.> Blizzard nodded her agreement. She found White Blade and his Dragonite to be annoying at times, but they were traveling mates, and traveling mates protected one another. <Speaking of traveling mates....where are Orion and Keri?> <They must've wandered off, while you were sleeping.> Samuraichu scoffed. <I'm a cat. I need my beauty sleep.> Blizzard yawned, to prove her point. <Hrrm...Orion is human, and Keri is an Eevee, who claims to have once been human. No doubt, they'll succumb to that utterly human habit of challenging the leader of every gym they come to. We'll find them, when we go to get my TM.> In article <19991024125609.17976.00000214@ng-ct1.aol.com>, hedgehogey@aol.comidiocy (Hedgehogey) writes: >Darwin walked into the park. It was a peaceful place with a fountain of a >goldeen spitting water in the middle. A few pidgey hung around the fountain, >trying to beg crumbs from passersby. >He asked the raichu "Excuse me: Where can a pokemon get some free food around >here?" Blizzard snickered, thinking that Darwin himself might make a good meal. Unfortunately, he was accompanied by a Magnemite, and Blizzard had no desire to get shocked again. Samuraichu shot his companion a withering glance. <The best place for us to get food, will be at the Pokemon Center. We were just on our way there, actually. Would you like us to show you where it is?> Darwin, as a member of the Pokemon Resistance, generally distrusted humans, and was reluctant to enter a human institution, such as a Pokemon Center. Still, he was hungry, and these Pokemon seemed friendly enough... TBC -Beth "Ii kanji!" http://members.aol.com/bandraptor