President Showaddywaddy
Eevee Trainer
- 109
- Posts
- 16
- Years
- The Boulevard of Broken Dreams
- Seen Jun 25, 2008
The saga, begins
Jack was sitting at the bus stop in New Bark Town. Since the new road was built between his town and Pallet, there was now a bus service between them. The bus stop had a computer screen, displaying the times of the next buses, and also delays and accidents. Jack was ready to catch the earliest bus to Pallet, the 8:40am. Jack reminisced in his head about what had happened a few minutes ago at home. His parents were both quite tearful about him leaving, but were happy that he was doing what he wanted. He remembered what his brother had said to him as he left.
"Remember; Think lucky!" Jack was thinking lucky, as he stared at the screen.
Suddenly a new message flashed across the screen. Jack looked at it, and his mouth fell open. It read;
"Due to unforeseen workforce issues, we are unable to provide service until October 29th, we apologise for this inconvenience."
Inconvenience, Jack thought, you may as well chop off my leg. Bloody strikes! Strikes were common in the Johto public services, but they only lasted a few hours usually, not a week and a bit. Jack had no other way of getting to Pallet. His parents couldn't drive, and bus fare wouldn't cover taxi rates. He would have to walk. Jack began to make his way to Kanto.
After several hours, Jack could finally see Professor Oak's lab. He had tried to thumb a lift on the way, but his only reply was the V's. Jack opened the door, and expected to see Professor Oak, working away madly at some new device, with maybe an assistant, but he didn't. What he actually saw was a ticket dispensing machine next to a door, with a sign saying "enter after taking ticket" on the wall above it. Jack took a ticket, wondering what it was for, and saw another sign next to the machine, saying;
"Due to increased trainer traffic, we have reverted to an Argos system for the moment,
Professor Oak"
Every trainer in Kanto and Johto now had to go to Professor Oak's lab. Elm, the professor of New Bark, was currently on Dialysis with Kidney failure. A donor had been found, and the operation was happening any day now, but his lab was closed while he was away. Professor Oak had agreed to take the starter pokemon and starter trainers from both regions. This now meant that Jack had a lot more choice over his pokemon, but also meant more trainers could get them first.
Jack entered the room, and a strange sight greeted him. It was like a waiting room. There were chairs in rows and a lot of people were sitting in them, there was another door, on the wall opposite the one Jack had come through. Above it was a digital screen with a number three on it. As he stood in the doorway, Jack saw the number on the change to a four, and a cool female voice said, "Trainer number four please." A boy of Jack's height stood up and made his way to the door, just as another boy, this one tiny, left. Now Jack understood what they had meant by 'Argos'.
Jack looked at the number on his card. Twenty three. He was going to be there a while, and he sat down dejectedly.
Jack was sitting at the bus stop in New Bark Town. Since the new road was built between his town and Pallet, there was now a bus service between them. The bus stop had a computer screen, displaying the times of the next buses, and also delays and accidents. Jack was ready to catch the earliest bus to Pallet, the 8:40am. Jack reminisced in his head about what had happened a few minutes ago at home. His parents were both quite tearful about him leaving, but were happy that he was doing what he wanted. He remembered what his brother had said to him as he left.
"Remember; Think lucky!" Jack was thinking lucky, as he stared at the screen.
Suddenly a new message flashed across the screen. Jack looked at it, and his mouth fell open. It read;
"Due to unforeseen workforce issues, we are unable to provide service until October 29th, we apologise for this inconvenience."
Inconvenience, Jack thought, you may as well chop off my leg. Bloody strikes! Strikes were common in the Johto public services, but they only lasted a few hours usually, not a week and a bit. Jack had no other way of getting to Pallet. His parents couldn't drive, and bus fare wouldn't cover taxi rates. He would have to walk. Jack began to make his way to Kanto.
After several hours, Jack could finally see Professor Oak's lab. He had tried to thumb a lift on the way, but his only reply was the V's. Jack opened the door, and expected to see Professor Oak, working away madly at some new device, with maybe an assistant, but he didn't. What he actually saw was a ticket dispensing machine next to a door, with a sign saying "enter after taking ticket" on the wall above it. Jack took a ticket, wondering what it was for, and saw another sign next to the machine, saying;
"Due to increased trainer traffic, we have reverted to an Argos system for the moment,
Professor Oak"
Every trainer in Kanto and Johto now had to go to Professor Oak's lab. Elm, the professor of New Bark, was currently on Dialysis with Kidney failure. A donor had been found, and the operation was happening any day now, but his lab was closed while he was away. Professor Oak had agreed to take the starter pokemon and starter trainers from both regions. This now meant that Jack had a lot more choice over his pokemon, but also meant more trainers could get them first.
Jack entered the room, and a strange sight greeted him. It was like a waiting room. There were chairs in rows and a lot of people were sitting in them, there was another door, on the wall opposite the one Jack had come through. Above it was a digital screen with a number three on it. As he stood in the doorway, Jack saw the number on the change to a four, and a cool female voice said, "Trainer number four please." A boy of Jack's height stood up and made his way to the door, just as another boy, this one tiny, left. Now Jack understood what they had meant by 'Argos'.
Jack looked at the number on his card. Twenty three. He was going to be there a while, and he sat down dejectedly.
