Poachemon
Chapter 13
Ash began talking to his inanimate gun. "Well Mr. Uzi, are you ready? Of course you are, my precious!"
"Ash, will you just shut up? Let's just get this over with so we can finish this stupid story." Ash was puzzled.
"What are you talking about? What story?"
"Don't be stupid Ash. You know, Poachemon, the story that we're in."
"SHUT UP! Don't you know that if you know that we're in a story, a universal imbalance will occur, causing the whole universe to implode?"
"Ash, what the heck are you talking ab..." BOOM!
Ash started over, and walked down the same path he did a few minutes ago. He went to the local pokemon center to make sure his Uzi was in tip- top shape. He saw a worried Poachemon trainer with his bazooka on a stretch- bed.
"Don't worry, Bazooky! You'll be OK!" Oh my gosh, Misty thought, more people that talk to their guns.
"Nurse Joy, who was that?"
"That was a dude that just challenged Lt. Surge, the gym leader here, to a match. Man, did he ever get his butt whooped! If you want to stay alive, I suggest you give it up. Give it all up you big loser! Start all over and live your whole boring existence by sitting in a rocking chair and knitting quilts for your kids who are having a much more exciting time than you are! MWAHAHAHAHA!" The psychotic nurse then zoomed away in her electric wheel chair.
"Hey Misty, what's existence?" PUNCH.
A huge man with a black vest and biker attire was waiting at the gym door for his next loser. A Very stupid looking boy shoved the sliding door aside and pointed at him.
"I don't care how many people you beat up! You're going down town!" That's not even black, that's just stupid. Misty put her hand to her face.
"Alright, baby! Whatever you say!"
"Baby? Are you hitting on me?"
"Shut it, fag. I'll explain the rules. This will be a weapon fight. We will each use one weapon to make the opponents weapon un-usable. (Hitting the opponent's gun with yours, etc.) We will have 7 minutes, begin!" Ash and Lt. Surge made their way to the opposite sides of the stadium. Surge looked at Ash's seemingly puny Uzi. "You're still carrying that baby weapon around? Baby weapons are for babies, drrr. You know why? 'Cause you're a baby! Look at my masculine gun!" surge showed him his very giant machine gun, the evolved form of Ash's Uzi.
"So? I'm gonna slap you like a polo Roy pizza! Or was that picture? Maybe I'm supposed to shake him instead of slap him..." A bullet from the machine gun went straight into the muzzle of his Uzi. Another bullet hit his hat. "No, My hat! NOOOOO!" Ash broke down and went into a series of seizures. Ash was immediately rushed to the poke center. His Uzi, his hat, and himself were all in need of medical attention. (Especially his hat)
During that night, Ash had a very strange dream. The muzzle of the Uzi started moving as words came out of it. "Ash, I don't want to be evolved into a machine gun. I like myself just the way I am, sleek and awesome. If Nurse Joy offers me some kind of stone, refuse. Then, after that happens, let's ask Brock for advice on how to beat Surge."
Ash woke up frightfully. It was morning and the sun was shining. "Hey, I think I'll ask Brock how to beat Surge. Man I'm smart!" A sharp jab hit his stomach, and he looked down to see his Uzi innocently sitting there.
"So, you want help to beat Surge huh? Well, by the sound of it, he probably evolved his Uzi as soon as possible. I think I have an idea..."
Ash stood for a while. "Yeah, what is it?"
"BECAUSE IT'S FRIGGIN' FORSHADOWING YOU BIG HAT-LESS JERK!" ash began to whimper.
"Alright, Surge, I'm gonna show you who's boss of this poss-E!" SHUDDUP, thought Misty.
"Whatever, Baby. Same rules, go!" bullets came flying from his gun like the ones in, The Last Samurai. Ash, however, shot each and all of the bullets down. His Uzi had a special feature called, "agility" Apparently; Uzi could only learn this in this current stage. Surge gasped at Ash's remarkable aim. Ash then shot a bullet into one of the holes of the machine gun, causing it to burst in whimsical flame.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Surge jumped on Ash, punching him time and time again.
"OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW! Guys, help me out!" Brock took out Ash's hat, and pointed to the hole. Let us draw the curtain on the rest of the scene.
Chapter 13
Ash began talking to his inanimate gun. "Well Mr. Uzi, are you ready? Of course you are, my precious!"
"Ash, will you just shut up? Let's just get this over with so we can finish this stupid story." Ash was puzzled.
"What are you talking about? What story?"
"Don't be stupid Ash. You know, Poachemon, the story that we're in."
"SHUT UP! Don't you know that if you know that we're in a story, a universal imbalance will occur, causing the whole universe to implode?"
"Ash, what the heck are you talking ab..." BOOM!
Ash started over, and walked down the same path he did a few minutes ago. He went to the local pokemon center to make sure his Uzi was in tip- top shape. He saw a worried Poachemon trainer with his bazooka on a stretch- bed.
"Don't worry, Bazooky! You'll be OK!" Oh my gosh, Misty thought, more people that talk to their guns.
"Nurse Joy, who was that?"
"That was a dude that just challenged Lt. Surge, the gym leader here, to a match. Man, did he ever get his butt whooped! If you want to stay alive, I suggest you give it up. Give it all up you big loser! Start all over and live your whole boring existence by sitting in a rocking chair and knitting quilts for your kids who are having a much more exciting time than you are! MWAHAHAHAHA!" The psychotic nurse then zoomed away in her electric wheel chair.
"Hey Misty, what's existence?" PUNCH.
A huge man with a black vest and biker attire was waiting at the gym door for his next loser. A Very stupid looking boy shoved the sliding door aside and pointed at him.
"I don't care how many people you beat up! You're going down town!" That's not even black, that's just stupid. Misty put her hand to her face.
"Alright, baby! Whatever you say!"
"Baby? Are you hitting on me?"
"Shut it, fag. I'll explain the rules. This will be a weapon fight. We will each use one weapon to make the opponents weapon un-usable. (Hitting the opponent's gun with yours, etc.) We will have 7 minutes, begin!" Ash and Lt. Surge made their way to the opposite sides of the stadium. Surge looked at Ash's seemingly puny Uzi. "You're still carrying that baby weapon around? Baby weapons are for babies, drrr. You know why? 'Cause you're a baby! Look at my masculine gun!" surge showed him his very giant machine gun, the evolved form of Ash's Uzi.
"So? I'm gonna slap you like a polo Roy pizza! Or was that picture? Maybe I'm supposed to shake him instead of slap him..." A bullet from the machine gun went straight into the muzzle of his Uzi. Another bullet hit his hat. "No, My hat! NOOOOO!" Ash broke down and went into a series of seizures. Ash was immediately rushed to the poke center. His Uzi, his hat, and himself were all in need of medical attention. (Especially his hat)
During that night, Ash had a very strange dream. The muzzle of the Uzi started moving as words came out of it. "Ash, I don't want to be evolved into a machine gun. I like myself just the way I am, sleek and awesome. If Nurse Joy offers me some kind of stone, refuse. Then, after that happens, let's ask Brock for advice on how to beat Surge."
Ash woke up frightfully. It was morning and the sun was shining. "Hey, I think I'll ask Brock how to beat Surge. Man I'm smart!" A sharp jab hit his stomach, and he looked down to see his Uzi innocently sitting there.
"So, you want help to beat Surge huh? Well, by the sound of it, he probably evolved his Uzi as soon as possible. I think I have an idea..."
Ash stood for a while. "Yeah, what is it?"
"BECAUSE IT'S FRIGGIN' FORSHADOWING YOU BIG HAT-LESS JERK!" ash began to whimper.
"Alright, Surge, I'm gonna show you who's boss of this poss-E!" SHUDDUP, thought Misty.
"Whatever, Baby. Same rules, go!" bullets came flying from his gun like the ones in, The Last Samurai. Ash, however, shot each and all of the bullets down. His Uzi had a special feature called, "agility" Apparently; Uzi could only learn this in this current stage. Surge gasped at Ash's remarkable aim. Ash then shot a bullet into one of the holes of the machine gun, causing it to burst in whimsical flame.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Surge jumped on Ash, punching him time and time again.
"OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW! Guys, help me out!" Brock took out Ash's hat, and pointed to the hole. Let us draw the curtain on the rest of the scene.