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Post by Lee on Mar 25, 2007 21:38:45 GMT -5
Megan managed to keep from glaring at Rain this time. She could walk just fine, why couldn't they figure that out? Sighing, she shook her head. She'd never understand people and their habit of underestimating people. Well, she supposed she could turn it to her advantage...People always did in the books she had read. Maybe she could live this out like a story.
Nissan eyed Rocky. The giant rockworm kinda reminded him of an overgrown caterpie. That was wrong-looking. But still...In any case, he got the overbearing feeling that the onix was possessive (or obsessive) of Rain. He couldn't imagine having such a deep bond with a human, as Rocky apparantly did. He, after all, hadn't been raised from the egg. He'd been captured. So he doubted very much that, unless he got amnesia or something, he'd ever have that sort of bond.
He liked Megan though, so he did have a bond. He wasn't jealous anyways. Rocky looked like an overgrown pet. (He decided to not remember the head scratches he enjoyed so much).
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 25, 2007 21:49:07 GMT -5
A "bond" was something Rocky and Rain had, definitely. Rocky grew up around Rain (they matured very fast, though Rocky was still an adolescent), and he saw Rain as soon as he hatched from the egg. He grew out of thinking of her as a mother, and now sort of figured she was his older sister...or something.
He noticed the caterpie staring at him, and decided to show off a little. Rumbling loudly, he slammed into the underbrush, Dragonbreath-ing a Bidoof or two. They Tackled him a bit, but he shook it off. The battles were easily won.
Rain rolled her brown eyes. "Show off."
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Post by Lee on Mar 25, 2007 21:58:51 GMT -5
Nissan was impressed. He didn't like being impressed, but he was. How could he not be? A giant almost-caterpie was crashing through undergrowth, defeating opponents left and right. It was hard to not be impressed.
Still, Nissan would like to evolve and pummel him as a butterfree. Only he didn't want to not be a caterpie yet. A slight smile appeared on his wormy face, as he came up with a wonderful idea. The most powerful caterpie in the world would be him, and he would overcome all pokemon (including this show off almost-caterpie-onix) with his mighty tackle and string shot.
Oh the idea was wonderful. Yes, he would be the Might Caterpie!
It was almost enough to make his head spin, until he got a picture of himself with a dorky cape and the dorky tight suits that superhero's in Megan's brothers comics had. That cleared his head quickly enough.
Megan was suitably impressed. She didn't resent feeling impressed either, because there wasn't any reason to be. She hobbled along and stared, and that was that. She was still trying to get over the shock of the idea that something could be so big...The fact that it was beating every opponent it ran into was something that was filed away to be impressed at later.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Mar 26, 2007 16:21:53 GMT -5
Jacob quietly brought up the rear. Everything seemed so nice between those kids and their pokemon, silly as they were. People could have normal relationships with pokemon. And he was really impressed by the onix, even if dragonbreath might be TM instead of leveled up, the spacey girl had trained him to be very powerful. And he was obviously a good protector.
He was now glad that he had met up with the two, just watching the number of pokemon that Rocky disposed of. Had he really forgotten that much about training? He had forgotten the map, and the tendency of wild pokemon to jump you at every step. He wouldn't have been in too much trouble alone, after all, even with special abilties, not many pokemon could take on a fully grown human man.
But arriving at the lab beat up wouldn't have looked all that great, especially if the local professor had done an ID check when inputting his personal data into a new pokedex. He had his old one from years ago, carefully refreshed each time he interacted with any sort of computer system, and his prison number now appeared along with his trainer's ID number. No, arriving black and blue would NOT have been the right note to strike.
((Blah. And sorry for Jake's reticence about his name. I know some people who went to prison in Poland back in the Cold War, and they all have trouble giving out information about themselves. It's not a concious thing, they just slip around any implied questions, and turn conversation to other topics.))
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 26, 2007 21:42:36 GMT -5
((I'm bored. TO THE LAB! Um...I can't remember what Professor Rowan is like...so let's keep his involvement to a minimum. *cough*)) It sort of went as a cycle on their long and relatively uneventful walk to Sandgem Town. Rocky would flush out some sort of Pokemon, either a starly or a bidoof, and promptly knock it unconscious. Sometimes he would make a spectacular Dragonbreath or Rock Throw much like a contest appeal, sometimes he would just go for a straight-on brute force-type attack. Either way, Rain felt quite a bit heartened by Rocky's display of strength and courage. It didn't matter that he had been trained (albeit lightly) for over a year, and these were weak first-route Pokemon...Rocky was winning! Nothing could beat her darling Rocky! The route petered out eventually, the emerald grasses thinning into the short, clipped seaside vegetation of Sandgem. Rain sniffed the air, a placid smile growing on her face. She could smell the sea...the lovely, salty sea... Rocky, however, just snorted. The sea didn't appeal to him quite so much...the salt water could corrode his rocks! Or...something. He wasn't too good at science. Rain grinned, her brown eyes sparkling and blue ponytail catching the runoff of the sea breeze. She swung her right hand forward as the blue rooves of Sandgem Town came directly above them. "We're here! Sandgem Town! YES!" Her onix grumbled happily, slithering next to her. Rain stopped suddenly, then put a finger on her suddenly serious lips. "Um...Rocky...you might have to go in your Pokeball now. I don't want you to knock over a house or something." The rock snake snorted, annoyed. He understood why he had to leave Rain, but he didn't have to like it. Nevertheless, he disappeared in a red flash into Rains' red and white metal ball. Clipping her onix's Pokeball back onto her thin black belt, she looked backwards at Jacob, Megan, and Nissan. "The laboratory is really close to this side of Sandgem. It's only a short walk, I think." The "short walk" turned out to be around twenty minutes, on account of their two wrong turns, but finally they arrived in front of the looming blue building. A sign reading "Rowan Laboratory" swung in the ocean wind, slamming into the roof with a steady beat. The teenager grinned again. What luck! Maybe she'd get another Pokemon... She opened the door with a bang, striding in ahead of Megan. Locating the professor (which wasn't hard, as he was waiting near the door), she walked up to him and smiled. "Hi there, I'm Ryuukawa Amaya. I came here as an escort for Megan...um...Megan. And her caterpie. Anyway, I think we were supposed to get Pokemon..." She eyed the wooden table behind him, where three Pokeballs wobbled. The gruff, mustached man raised an eyebrow. "Yes, I received the note from the Johto Dragon Clan. They've given me the okay to give you a leftover..." Rain coughed. A LEFTOVER? She hated them. Putting a thin smile back on her face, she looked at Megan. "I guess you get first pick...Piplup, Turtwig, or Chimchar?" Personally, Rain hoped Megan would go for the turtle or the monkey...she had her eyes and heart set on the cute little penguin!
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Post by MorriganFearn on Mar 26, 2007 21:54:06 GMT -5
Jake, with the first breath of salt air, looked a little sick. By the time they had reached the lab he was pale and sweating. Yep, the sea voyage had not been a good one to the Johotite, and the salt smell made him queasier than the idea of how hotdogs were made.
He was glad to get into the cool white building and leanded against the wall to catch his breath. "Hello," he waved tiredly, realizing that he had to tell the Professor about himself, since he hadn't been included in the introduction. "I'm here for the same reasons. Erm, here is my pokedex from Johto, if you want to sync the information for your own pokedex."
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 26, 2007 22:30:44 GMT -5
((You can auto Professor Rowan. All NPCs are "communal". GASPETH! WE'RE COMMUNIST! *inside joke from English*))
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Post by Lee on Mar 27, 2007 6:44:19 GMT -5
OoC: Ahahahahahaha.
We have a joke about our government in english too.
Only we're collectivist. XD
BiC:
Megan's awe had finally begun to wane when Rocky returnd to his pokeball. She grinned, scratching Nissan's head. Didn't have to worry about him knocking anything over. Except maybe a coke can or something. Except he wasn't on the ground, so that wasn't likely to happen.
Realizing she'd fallen behind while giving the scratch to her caterpie, she hurried up and caught up to them. By the time they actually got to the lab she was out of breath-An entire walk over to Sandgem, and then a twenty minute walk in it to find the lab! The only time Megan had done near as much walking was when she'd gotten lost in the Viridian Forest. At least the walk had been accompanied by a pleasant smell.
...Wait. Piplup? Chimchar? Turtwig? Megan stared at the Professor blankly, having no clue what they were. Until she saw a pretty poster. Which was probably there for people with her dillema.
Well, there really wasn't any competition on which she would pick. Turtwig looked funny, not to mention...well, not pretty. Chimchar looked a tad bit frightening (he was on fire!), but Piplup was really cute and cuddly looking.
Yep, that was the one she wanted.
"Oh, I'm first? Um...Well, I'd like Piplup, please." Nervously she was scratching Nissan's head (who liked it when she was nervous, if only because of the head scratches), and leaning on one crutch.
Professor Rowan smiled and said something to the extent, "Take good care of him." Before handing her the pokeball containing Piplup.
OoC: -brain dies. Do-oh. End of post. XD
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Post by MorriganFearn on Mar 27, 2007 15:52:54 GMT -5
Professor Rowan then turned back to Jacob, and took the proffered pokedex before tossing it to an aide who was more interested in technology than he was. Jacob almost gasped. Those were his childhood memories that were being thrown around so casually!
"All right, Mr. --,"
"Fritz," the aide supplied from a computer terminal, before his eyes wided. "Hey--,"
Rowan ignored the aide, and went on: "All right, Mr. Fritz, which do you want?"
"Um, professor?" the aide began, as Jacob, almost too cheerfully, said: "Turtwig, sir."
Unlike the two girls, or possibly like them, but he doubted it, as he never thought ahead until he turned twenty, he had been reading up on the three starters on the boat when he wasn't wishing that he was dieing from sea sickness. Piplup did evolve into a part steel type, which was really interesting, and would give a lot of variety to battle, but it said that one always had to worry about rust with the final evolution, and he didn't want to be stuck near the sea for the rest of his life. Chimchar was going to end up as the fire-fighting type Infernape, and there was no way that Jacob was going to end up with pokemon that was weak to psychic types. Ever.
So, turtwig was left, and he liked the idea, actually. The final stage would allow him to try a new strategy combining brute force and durability, while leaving open the option for him to practice his former battle style of giving status problems and then attacking from a distance.
"Here you go then," Professor Rowan got a ball from the shelf and handed it to Jacob, just as the aide came up with a new Sinnoh pokedex and tried yet again to get the professor's attention, as he shakily handed over Jacob's new property.
((Do we do stats as well?))
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 27, 2007 18:30:31 GMT -5
((Yeah. It's all up to you. This isn't as mod-structured as the Jenta RP. Cuz...we're...COMMUNIST! MODS DON'T EXIST! ZOMGZOMGZOMG! )) Rain's right eye twitched. Oh come on...the only one she wanted, and it's the first one picked? What awful, awful luck...stupid kid. First she had to go turn her journey into a babysitting job, now this? She didn't really like chimchar all that well, she thought it was strange looking. It was a flaming monkey, for Mew's sake, and it was flaming...kind of in an awkward place. Plus, dragon trainers often also favored fire Pokemon on their team, with the only real exception of the Hoennese treecko line, and she didn't want to... Why could she get that cute piplup? Or even the turtwig, which was kind of adorable, even though she was bored to death by all the turtles? But noooo...she had to get chimchar... She sighed disgustedly, her cheery mood turning foul. "Yeah, I guess I'll have to take the stu-I mean, the chimchar, Professor," Rain grumbled, shoving her hand out in the direction of the Pokeball. The professor rolled his eyes. Spoiled brat teenage girl. Daintily picking up the Pokeball, he placed it in her hand with the utmost care, laughing a little to himself inside. He always secretly loved it when the brats didn't get what they wanted, even though he wouldn't dream of showing it on the outside. With a thin-faced not-smile, she clipped the Pokeball onto her belt, then received two Pokedexes (one for her, one for Megan. It had taken a little while for them to come out, since all-new information had to be entered in, as opposed to Jacob's, whose just got transfered). She then exited the lab with her two fellow starter-receivers, a scowl on her face. One hand holding a Pokedex thrust itself out toward Megan. "Here, Megan, take your Pokedex," she snapped. Ugh, stupid little brat! I wanted that piplup! Now I have to deal with a fire-weilding monkey...and I can't even hug it! I hate this stupid kid, Rain thought sourly as she put away her own Pokedex and crossed her arms. Oh well, at least I have Rocky. I can always use him instead of my stupid chimchar. I can just let the thing rot in its Pokeball, or whatever. Stupid ugly monkey...
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Post by Lee on Mar 27, 2007 18:49:33 GMT -5
OoC: So...So violent, Nyaa. 0.o
Mmm. I think we're doing just fine without 'em. I mean...Nissan and Rocky don't have stats. XD So long as we don't go all powerplay-y on each other, I think we'll be okay. XD 'Sides, this leaves it to experience...Not to set levels. XD
BiC: Megan, completely unaware as to Rain's thoughts, cheerfully accepted the pokedex outside. The way Rain snapped at her only made her wonder what she had done wrong, but she didn't do anything about it. How could she, when she didn't even know what was the matter?
She wondered if she ought to let the Piplup out, but decided against it. It was a bit much, being without her mother, with complete strangers (come to think of it...Why was she traveling with an older man? ...Well, at least she could call him by his name. Mr. Fritz.), and with a new pokemon. Not to mention being in a completely new region, where she didn't know a thing about the pokemon. She didn't even know most of the pokemon in her own region, much less other ones!
Glancing furtivly at her traveling companions, she wondered why everyone was in such a grim mood. Neither one of them seemed to want to talk...And Rain was virtually glowering at anything that her eyes landed on. What had made her so angry?
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Post by MorriganFearn on Mar 27, 2007 19:10:51 GMT -5
((Righty ho, then, I'll just say that at this moment piplup only knows pound, and growl, turtwig tackle, and withdraw, and chimchar scratch and leer.))
Jacob was just relieved that the professor hadn't listened to his aide, and the aid hadn't gone into a screaming fit. Way too many people seemed to think that if you'd gone to jail you must have been a child molester, or something.
He felt the red and white painted steel in the palm of his hand. It fitted comfortably, and the weight and shape was so familiar. He grinned, and toss the pokeball lightly onto the grass. The little snapping turtle appeared in an instant, and peared up at him curiously, unsure whether to be worried or expectant.
Jacob squatted down to her level, and grinned at the turtle pokemon. One of the most important things beginning trainers forgot to do was introduce themselves to pokemon, and get to know them before battle. Being called out into the middle of a firefire with no clue about the person you were taking orders from was a recipe for disaster.
"Hiya, I'm Jacob," Jacob told his new grass type. "Mind if I call you A'Tuin?"
The young turtle looked confused, but didn't seem to mind. "These," Jacob moved over so that A'Tuin could see the two girls better, "are Megan and Rain. We'll probably be traveling with them for a way, and they have their own pokemon as well, so try to get along," turning to the girls, and dropping most of the childish mode of speaking he looked at them, "you know, it's generally a good idea to get to know your pokemon before you have to battle with him or her."
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 28, 2007 0:37:26 GMT -5
((*guilty* So I'm RPing here, but not modding? ^_^;; But hey, you two get to ph34r Rain's mood swings! >:3))
Rain gave a "tch" sound, annoyed at being showed up by her elderly traveling companion. "Duh, I know that, Mister Fritz," she spat, all but ripping her chimchar's Pokeball from her belt. She then unceremoniously dropped it into the sandy ground, a small mammal appearing in a flash. The girl scooped up the now-empty Pokeball, smashing it back onto her hip as the simian watched curiously.
The small orange monkey peered up at her trainer, eyes inquisitive. So this was her human? She felt so excited! She remembered learning about trainers when she was in The Breedery, and how you would grow a bond and be with them forever. And they would love you, and you would love them! The Breedery made sure every chimchar learned to have a good attitude and behave well, just to help that bond grow. And she graduated from The Breedery as the best-behaved chimchar there.
"Chiiaa!" She trilled, holding out her hands, her fiery tail quivering happily.
Rain bit her lip uncomfortably at her new Pokemon's happy smile. Yeah, she liked Rain all right, but Rain didn't like her...awkward, much? "Um, hi, Chimchar," she mumbled, giving a small wave before tightening her crossed arms. This confused the flaming monkey a bit. Didn't her trainer want to pick her up? The staff at The Breedery were always picking them up and hugging them. Their flame-tails were similar to those of many fire-types, most similar to that of the mane of a ponyta. They could control the heat levels, making them only pleasantly warm, allowing for some human contact without hurting the human.
Didn't Rain know that?
No...apparently she didn't.
Chimchar decided to just smile. The next thing...her trainer would name her! A name, a name! The little monkey hopped with excitement. A name, a name!
Rain fidgeted. "Um...you can call me Rain, or whatever. I'll, um, well, you're a girl...so I'll call you...oh, I don't know. How about Flare or something? I don't care!"
The chimchar paused. Well, she had a name, Flare, but Rain didn't care about it? That was strange...shouldn't she be excited?
Oh well! Flare grinned and twittered. She finally had a name! A name, a name!
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Post by Lee on Mar 28, 2007 6:32:15 GMT -5
Megan blinked, "We are? Oh!" Being a trainer was much harder than she thought it would have been...There seemed to be unmentioned guidelines everywhere. Well, at least Mr. Fritz was nice enough to point this one out! "Thank you Mr. Fritz! Ready to meet our new friend, Nissan?" Without waiting for her caterpie to respond, she released the piplup (and not at all awkwardly! She'd been practicing with Nissan...), smiling at it.
It didn't smile back.
The two stood there for a moment, staring at each other as Megan's smile slowly faded. What was wrong with her pokemon? It just stood there....and stared...and did nothing else.
"Umm...Hello there?" Feeling awkward now, Megan stared back at the pokemon with confusion. Nissan retreated behind her, peering out from the other side of her neck.
The piplup kept standing there staring at her, and blinked once. Slowly.
Megan glanced at the chimchar and the turtwig, and decided either one of them were less frightening then this...this...staring pokemon (Although she still didn't like chimchar much, what with being on fire and all). "Okaaay...Well...I guess I'll call you...Umm..." What would she call it? It wasn't like it was showing any concrete personality, and the stare was beginning to unnerve her. "Umm...Coax! There, I'll call you Coax!" Rubbing her hands together (they'd begun to sweat from the nervous tension) she stared back at the piplup to see what his reaction would be to the name.
He stared. And blinked once more, just as slowly.
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 29, 2007 17:25:54 GMT -5
Rain raised an eyebrow at Megan. Well, at least I didn't get the demented one, she thought sourly, glaring at the piplup. Maybe it's good that I didn't get the one I wanted? Oh, but why'd I have to get chimchar? I mean, the turtwig is normal...I'd much rather have the stupid turtwig than the stupid chimchar.
Flare just looked confused. Now Rain was looking at the piplup...or, rather, looking at Coax, since Coax also got his name. But shouldn't she be picking Flare up? So confusing!
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Post by MorriganFearn on Mar 30, 2007 16:46:39 GMT -5
"Ouch," Jacob muttered, seeing Coax's reaction to his nw name.
Figured that the youngest, most in need of help kid, would get the hardest pokemon for a newbie to handle. Of course, some trainers liked blank pokemon, and found them easier to deal with than those who had distinct personalities like Flare, or A'Tuin's rather flat one. He still had no idea what made her tick, but at least he wasn't as intimidated as Megan was.
A'Tuin watched everything with the air of someone who knew that all things pass in time. Luckily. One of those cheerful, happy-go-lucky over eager chimchar, and a blank rock of a piplup was hardly encouraging. And there was something off about the human who had picked out the piplup, almost as if she was as deformed as a shiny pokemon. The girl with the chimchar appeared to be arrogant, or at least she was making sniffing noises about her pokemon.
The little leaf on the top of A'Tuin's head twitched slightly as an evil idea slid into her brain. She sidled up behind Rain, as the girl looked at the piplup in disbelief, ignoring her chimchar. A'Tuin opened her jaws, examined Rain's sneaker for a second, and then bit down playfully.
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Post by Lee on Mar 30, 2007 18:25:29 GMT -5
Megan (and Nissan) gulped. She didn't see why Coax couldn't be even slightly responsive. He didn't even move to stare at the Turtwig (what was it Mr. Fritz had named her? Megan couldn't remember...), but kept his eyes on his trainer and fellow team mate.
Megan, slightly fearful of Rain at the moment since she seemed to be so angry (apparantly with Coax, though why Rain was angry at him, Megan didn't know. Still, it was at Coax she was glaring, so...), decided that Mr. Fritz was the lesser of the two dangers and moved closer in order to ask him, "Ummm. Mr. Fritz, is that normal? For him to just stare?"
As Megan moved, the Piplup followed her with his gaze, blinking again. That was just wrong, it seemed to Nissan. In all this time, the pokemon had only blinked three times.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Apr 1, 2007 12:54:45 GMT -5
"Not particularly normal, no," Jacob admitted. "But it does happen sometimes, especially if the pokemon is inbred. They're like blank slates without any personality. Of course, your piplup could just be playing a mean practical joke on you. Some pokemon are like that -- Hey! A'Tuin, stop that!" He yelled, as he saw his turtwig's jaws clamp down in another mean practical joke.
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Apr 11, 2007 8:51:38 GMT -5
"KYAAAAAAAAAA!" Rain shrieked, bouncing around on her now-only-useable foot, seeing as the other had somehow gotten a strange, turtwig-shaped growth on it. She hopped about, attempting to kick off A'Tuin, screaming about stupid, evil grasstypes. Flare gave an "erp?" and rushed forward, eager to help her trainer. She placed her hands on A'Tuin's small-ish body, and pulled... Rain's face turned a bit paler when she heard her shoe tear. ((Okay, so we'll leave this town in a few posts - just need A'Tuin to let go. I figure the plot'll start around the next route...even by a little bit. X3 Anyway, I had this idea...after seing Mimiroppu/Lopunny. IT'S A PLAYBOY BUNNYTHING! So I was thinking, the "evil" people should make Pokemon into sorta hybrids/"furries"...like, they inject them with tweaked human DNA to make them intelligent (so they could be used as spies on other trainers' teams), and a side effect is that they gain a sort of human shape...but still have fur, certain body parts (bunny...ears...), etcetera. And there should be a rather flirtatious female Lopunny. X3 ))
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Post by Lee on Apr 11, 2007 17:00:14 GMT -5
Gulping nervously-neither option sounded all that nice. A blank slank, or a mean pokemon. She wasn't sure which was better, or if either one of them even was better than the other-Megan returned Coax to his pokeball, almost hoping he was just mean. At least then he'd have a personality. Of course, if he was a blank slate, maybe he'd take after Nissan, or her. Or maybe Rain and A'Tuin would be candidates...Or even Mr. Fritz and Flare. It took her a moment to realize that was backwards...Mr. Fritz had the grass-type, and Rain the fire-type.
Still, she couldn't help but laugh a little bit (carefully keeping it as quiet as she could manage) at the scene before her. Although it was a bit bad that Rain's shoe tore. This early in the journey, and she already had bad shoes.
To bad Megan didn't wear the same size, or she'd offer one of her own shoes. Of course, that would leave her shoe-less, which wouldn't work either...
Well, oh well.
((Ahahahahahahahahaha!
I like that idea. It's funny. Of course, one of you would have to play the flirtatious Lopunny. 'Cause I'm no good at flirtatious. Maybe they could work in partners, and I could play her poor, long-suffering, partner. XD
But seriously, that really is a good idea.))
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