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nya_chan	Jan 2 2007, 03:11 PM
TeH g00fy admin (I wonder why no one takes me seriously...) Posts: 749 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: December 14, 2006	Ramzam Dec 26 2006, 12:23 AM MAKE IT SNAPPY!! (But you know I don't really mean it...right? :ph43r: ) but that's how some people sound on crater coming up on my very least favorite chapter here... -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Chapter 5: Explanations and loading "Real...ones?" I asked nervously. "Well yeah," said the random fat guy who walked around town talking about PCs. "I can't just be known as 'the random fat guy who walks around town talking about PCs' now then can I?" "Well..." I began. "Exactly. Pleased to meet you, I'm Bob," said Bob. "Ah--" I said. Bob began to introduce everyone else. "Professor Birch is Edward, his wife is Kathleen, his assistant is Winston, your mom is Marilinda, and the two other people are Melville and Harry." Pipsqueak and the other random guy respectively, raised their hands. "What about Brendan?" I asked. Harry shrugged. "He already has a name. He was lucky enough to get one from the PTB." "But what about Bir-- Professor Edward?" "Call me Ed," said Prof. Eddy. "Dad dosen't just have a last name doofus," drawled Brendan. I pulled my potion out of my fanny pack and chucked it at him. While little birds flew around his head, I turned back to the MOM (why should I use their real names? Huh punk?). "Please tell me there's a way to explain everything, make it all clear so I understand and know what will happen next?" I pleaded. "Take this," she said, handing me the Adventure Journal. As I took it, the room vanished and a series of pictures about Pokemon, badges, items, maps, and much much more swirled around me, explaning everything. The purpose of the game, every Pokemon, Teams Aqua and Magma, the Elite Four Five.... I blinked and came out of my daze. So my entire life was scripted? "Doing all that could take hours!" I moaned. "Not unless the PTB use a Gameshark," said Winston. Everyone but me shuddered. "Is that anything like a Sharpedo?" I wondered aloud. "The ignorance of youth..." muttered Pipsqueak. "A Gameshark," began Winston, "is a-- (beep)" Everyone froze. "Places everyone!" bellowed Bob. Places? The Journal had only explained game play. Nothing particually useful for any other time (like now). Everyone took off in different directions. Brendan grabbed my hand before leaving. "Meet me in Route 103," he said. "Umm..." "And level up your Mudkip! I won't be turned into a charity case. I don't need your money if I beat you." "So that's your oh so tactful and manly way of saying, 'please beat me'?" He grumbled indistictly and dashed off as grey fog filled the room. It cleared and I was in Birch's lab again. I sighed. So from here to Route 103, from there, back. Then to Petalburg, meet Wally, then Petalburg Forrest, and the first Aqua Grunt... I can't do this! It's against...I don't know? My values? My way of living? Something... The PTB are going down. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- it's horrible. don't try to convince me otherwise \|:P


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