>>12136095http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fkUfYfWOORQNormally, a person like you would be smart enough to take the legal approach, and maybe cross the border via the new bus roads they constructed sometime back, or even just cross the border normally.
However, the normal people like you all share one thing in common unlike you. They're of legal level, you are not. As of such, you are restricted from bypassing any legal boundaries unless you have the supervision of a parent.
Which is exactly why you're on the run.
For that reason, you have decided to teeter into the illegal side of things, or to be more specific, the "Gentleman's Social Club for Gentlemen". A safe-haven for smugglers and coyotes that want to get across the border, but don't have legal representation to do so. People like crooks, rapists, mafia bosses, idiots of that nature.
For another, more bizarre reason, the police never end up catching them, despite the fact that they're "social club" is obviously nothing of the sort. What's up with that?
After climbing down a rather deep staircase leading into the social club, you knock your bone on the steel entry door, gaining the attention of the Bisharp guard on the other side. He opens the small slide to peer his sullen eyes at you.
"Who are you?"
"It's none of your business. I'm here to discuss a deal, I need to get to Kanto. Can you guys help me out?"
"No. Yes. Maybe. Maybe not."
"Don't bother with that, please. I have money." you declare, with a straight face, no less.
"Bah....I suppose we can work something out then. What's the password?"
You cock an eyebrow, "And...how exactly am I supposed to guess something like that?"
Bisharp groans, "Gee, perhaps if you paid attention to the first things you *hear*, then maybe you'd know it.."
>Guess a password to get into the social club! 