>>12567341"Hmm, upstream...downstream....upstream...downstrea- AH FUCK IT, QUAGS!"
"Eh?"
"Initiate dolphin surfboard position! Head downstream!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=thWs8026gk8Remembering combat training, Quags assumed position. He rolled his neck, clapped his hands together twice, and imitated the sound of a dolphin. Which was odd considering that there had yet to be a dolphin Pokemon yet.
No, Lanturn does not count.
Quags hopped into the air, flopping every which way until he hit the water with a mighty splash, "Surf position assumed!"
I jumped on Quags and then pointed down the river, "SURF! SURF AND PADDLE! SURFADDLE!"
"I'M SURFADDLIN' AS FAST AS I CAN!"
Quags spun his tail as fast as he could, using it as a makeshift rotor, and soon we were off.
Now see, normally I wouldn't do something this damn crazy, but as anyone could see, it was either that way or drowning. I don't have very good kicking legs, see.
I normally don't condone this kind of ridiculousness.
Our trip downstream was fast because we were flowing with the river itself, the only problems were all the whirlpools skewed about, but they weren't that big a deal. Just an immobile obstacle.
Often times I thought I saw flashes of someone, or some*thing* moving in the bushes, but I partly blamed that on my faulty eyesight. I am getting old, after all.
After a bit of surfing, I realized we were coming up to a fork in the water-road, and ordered Quags to slow down. The river flow was becoming too quick, I knew something was coming up.
Once the draw distance up ahead was out of the way, I saw just what we were heading into.
A waterfall.
"Aww, fuck..." I brought a hand to my head. There was an alternative path that led to a calmer, less rambunctious river, but it was sealed off by what appeared to be an artificially-made wooden blockade.
A) Go freestyle off the waterfall! RIDE THE WAVES. RIDE THEM!
B) Attempt to ram through the blockade into the calmer river.
