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Post by Shaku on Dec 11, 2011 2:14:17 GMT -5
"Hmm, lab or ranger station. Choices, choices," the young woman said. She had been standing at the sign for a good few minutes now mulling over her options, as if she had some in the first place. "What do you think?" she asked despite nothing being around to answer. A few more seconds passed before Karen abruptly ran down the road to the station.
Her pace slowed towards a light jog though that didn't last long. Once her eyes caught the silhouette of the tent she was off again like a Stantler fleeing from a hungry pack of Mightyena's. It was a good thing she wasn't a Stantler in such a predicament as she tripped up at the last moment once she moved to reach for the tent flap. Karen landed roughly on her hands and knees, lucky enough to catch herself before she ate dirt, halfway sticking out of the station.
Bounding up from her fall, she brushed her clothes off and looked around expecting something to be destroyed. Seeing that the tent was still standing, she turned to face who or whatever was waiting for her inside. "This in the ranger station, right?" she asked. Lord knows what would happen if she was lost in this unfamiliar region.
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Post by FOTLY on Dec 11, 2011 9:59:37 GMT -5
" no, no, no. the peanuts go in the other jar. " a girl's voice could be heard as she had her hands planted firmly on her hips, angrily glaring at the massive beast ahead of her. the salamence just fixed her with his glares. now, if looks could kill, the both of them would be dead right about now. the salamence instead shook his head. > nope, so much nope. the peanuts go in this jar, i know i'm right. < he wanted to add something a tad. . . insulting on to the list, but held his tongue. even if the two were fighting, they were no going to say anything that they would regret.
" you stupid massive buffoon! " dracken's patience had snapped, although what she said probably wouldn't be as offensive as it could have been. " the peanuts go in the other jar, it's labeled peanuts! "
> since when can i read? <
" i thought you could! "
> i'm a salamence, i can't read! <
the two were going back and forth, a seemingly never ending list of things to apologize for later in the night, when they were supposed to eat smores around the campfire, was growing. however, the bickering stopped when they heard a soft 'thud' and a voice peep up not too long later. ranger and best friend turned around to see a new trainer, and they seemed to push the other out of the way to get to her first.
" welcome to the- "
> -ranger station! <
" i was standing there! "
> nu-uh, i was standing there first! <
maybe they needed a little bit of help to get this fight of their's sorted out.
you have encountered 'ranger dracken and kahar' ohai. tags; acockacockabuku tune in; dishwasher sounds comments; modded <3 [/size][/justify]
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Shaku
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Post by Shaku on Dec 14, 2011 19:05:27 GMT -5
The squabbling pair threw Karen off but not for long. A few steps in and one quick motion later, she had thrown her arms tightly around what she thought was the Ranger and her Salamence. "Good! I was so afraid that I was lost or this was some other place but I guess I'd still be lost but then again I wouldn't because it's a tent so someone must be living here that could have helped me found the Ranger Station but none of that matters because this IS the Ranger Station so yay!" she exclaimed in a flurry of nearly indiscernible words. A few moments of silence was allowed to pass as Karen caught her breath and excitably looked around the tent.
"I came all the way from Kanto and I've heard good things about this place and that I could come here to get a pokemon," Karen began to explain, oblivious to whether the Ranger and Salamence even bothered to listen. "I guess I could have chosen a different region closer to home to venture to but coming here would lessen the chances of me running into an old enemy or someone I didn't like or crazy aunts who only give me week old cookies for Christmas. Well, it's not like I had any enemies but I do have crazy aunts. Have you met them? Probably not, that's why I came here but I already said that. But my name is Karen, what's yours?" she said ending with a bright smile and nearly gasping for air.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 15, 2011 19:21:47 GMT -5
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Ranger Dracken and Kahar
Holy...bejeebus. They did not expect this girl to fly in with a fit of paragraph like speech bubbles as she rambled on about something incoherently. Dracken nodded every time Karen looked at her for a reaction, mumbling in many non-answer phrases that suggested that she was listening when she really was not. Kahar sat beside her in amazement, eyes widening as he attempted to get a word in, but broke down because Karen was simply way too overwhelming for him. When she finally stopped and gave them a breath to answer, Dracken was nudged by Kahar to say something, suddenly realizing that it was her turn to really speak.
"Oh wow, how uh. Exciting!" She fake laughed as she started to move away from the bumbling girl, hands moving on the table next to her without looking in an attempt to find the starter packs. Wait, where the hell were they? She kept feeling and feeling, looking at Karen to try and distract her as words fell carelessly out of her mouth.
"I am Dracken, the normal, young, average teenager that means no harm. This is Kahar, my idiot." She motioned towards the Salamence, that instantly snorted and gave her an obvious glare. <Hey, do that one over! How about, here is Dracken, the pain in the butt! And her amazing and loyal superhero, Kahar.> He joked, making a prideful pose as he said that while Dracken gave him a look.
"Ignore him, I'm the cool one." She dismissed him easily as she grinned at Karen. "So how can I help you?" She asked, ready to be on guard for another swarm of words and sentences.
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Post by Shaku on Dec 16, 2011 1:11:47 GMT -5
"It's nice to meet you two!" she replied. This time she gained enough willpower to stop herself from asking a billion questions about their life. The newbie trainer quickly brushed her bangs out of her face nearly tossing off her glasses. At least she wouldn't need them much if they broke. Rarely did she read anything or even pay attention to the words around her.
"Oh right! Well I'm here for my pokemon, of course!" Karen boasted in a proud voice and just like that, another flood of nonsensical words and topics exploded from her mouth. "I bet you don't get many older people here, huh. Not that I'm way old or anything. I'm only nineteen but all the trainers I met who were around my age have been going at it for years. Well now that I think about it...starting out young may be a great thing. That way if you lose to someone who's been a trainer longer, you would be losing to someone older which doesn't hurt as bad. And they could look up to the older trainer and such. But if you're older and lose to a sixteen year old that's been training for three years now, it's embarrassing. Maybe all the old trainers jumped off a bridge out of embarrassment or something." Karen brought her hand to her mouth and began to nibble on her index finger; a sure sign that she had lost herself in thought. Her eyes started to meander around the tent until the sight of Dracken alerted her to what she was doing.
"Oh, right right, sorry! So how do I get my Pokémon again?" she asked.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 16, 2011 13:32:14 GMT -5
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Ranger Dracken and Kahar
So many words, so little time to comprehend them all. Dracken's eyes were spinning by the time Karen finished another ten tangents that had her completely lost, and the map was way too expensive to buy. Stupid neopets and their expensive maps, she rage quit that one way too hard. Kahar was left staring at the blabber mouth as well, feeling too guilty to interrupt her or say anything since he feared being snapped at.
Finally they were getting somewhere though, and Dracken knew how to help this girl. She was a trained professional, except not really. This was going to work out. "To catch a Pokemon, I'll need your help." Oh no, she forgot her name! She was going to have to lie through her teeth on this one! "Um, step outside for a moment." Dracken suddenly turned around and furiously looked around and under the table for the starter pack, somehow finding it lodged between the table leg and the wall as she yanked it out. Goodness, who hid these things here? She dusted it off as Kahar escorted Karen outside, not giving her much room to stay in the tent if she refused anyways.
Dracken quickly scampered out after them, jumping in place when she met up with the group with a mischievous smile. "Ok, you have to attract a Pokemon! Just...move a little further out in the field and bust out some dance moves! Come on, don't be shy!" Dracken had a smirk on her face, but she was trying to appear serious about this while Kahar restrained his laughter. Dancing for a Pokemon; he was ok with this. Dracken held onto the starter pack for now, giving Karen a little more wiggle room to dance her heart out.
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Post by Shaku on Dec 16, 2011 18:17:06 GMT -5
The air was a little colder than inside the tent. A small shiver raced down Karen's body with each step she took. She moved a little farther out into the field per the ranger's orders, quite confused about the whole process. "Is this far enough?" she asked even though she was basically in the middle of the open area.
"Wait, I have to what?" Karen loudly asked out of surprise. "Are you sure you're an actual ranger?" she questioned, placing her hand on her hip. She wasn't against dancing, of course, but the thought of merely busting a move in order to becom a trainer sounded anything but professional or even logically correct. On the other hand it did back up her previous thought of trainer hardl starting out old. Adults had more sense and self respect than a few snot-nosed rascals.
In the end Karen found herself shaking her tush, doing the cartman, and all around making a fool of herself in front of everyone around. "Like this right?" she asked as she moved onto the macarena moves. Whether this was all a joke played by Draken and Kahar or a clever tactic to confuse wild pokemon, one thing could be said for sure: Karen would never win a serious dance competition.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 16, 2011 22:44:44 GMT -5
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Ranger Dracken and Kahar
Dracken was snickering at all of Karen's confused statements and stares, but the fact that she was pulling off the nerdiest pro-white girl dance moves on the spot amused her fully. Was that the worm she saw? The robot? That rear end was moving so much in an attempt to look good it cracked both Pokemon and trainer up at her hilarious display. She looked odder than a Psyduck learning to tap dance on nothing but a floor of ice! Dracken was absolutely dying though when a Pokemon slithered up around her and started to swing its hips side to side, mimicking her.
The Onix was huge, but it wasn't dangerous looking. It actually kept dancing along with Karen as it slithered around her, as if trying to Block her from leaving, what a cock-block, right? <Stay.> It mumbled in a low tone, trying to keep its entertaining new friend with it as it danced and did the worm, making the ground rumble as it collided with the ground.
"Kahar. Hold me." Dracken fell into the Salamence's arms as the Onix revolved around Karen as if she had her own gravitational pull. She was a legit ranger alright, but she was too hysterical to actually catch it yet.
How Onix-pected, a penis to go with your Cloyster::onix:: Level 5 Rock Head|Sturdy Mud Sport|Tackle|Harden|Bind|Block Quirk: Addicted to pain x 5 x 3 x1 x 1 x 1 x 1
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Post by Shaku on Dec 17, 2011 1:12:58 GMT -5
Her dance routine faltered once the Onix encircled her. Should she run? The ranger didn't seem too worried and even the pokemon himself reassured her with his low rumbling. "Alright!" Karen enthusiastically yelled. She started back up, this time going from the macarena to the cabbage patch. Occasionally she would imitate the "victory" dances of those lucky enough to win at the casino.
In a bold move, Karen stopped to pull herself up on top of the Onix. Her balance was a bit off now that she was standing on its knobby back but she kept on with her nerdy gyrations. At one point she decided to attempt the moonwalk only to find that it was near impossible, not because she couldn't dance, but because her new friend was far than smooth. She took a few seconds to catch her breath, peering over at Dracken, "Was that good enough or should I keep going?"
Karen didn't even wait for her answer before picking up where she left off. Next came the car wash, her dad's favorite and one she's seen too many times at family gatherings. Then the running man. Oh the running man. How she didn't fall trying to carry it out was short of a miracle. "Okay..okay, how about that?" she asked the ranger again, this time barely even to get any words out through her gasping.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 17, 2011 21:30:43 GMT -5
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Ranger Dracken and Kahar
The moment Karen actually climbed on the Onix's back, the pair looked like the most hilarious combination to exist. The slithering rocky snake of horror didn't even board her, which would've been devastating for anyone due to its girth. It tried to keep up with her movements to allow her to have an easy surface to dance on, and when the pair was finished with tired and fulfilled pants, Dracken and Kahar were already rolling on the ground with laughter.
"Oh, uh. Uh. That was amazing! You win an Onix! Here's a Pokeball for it, and your starter pack." Dracken pushed herself up as she laughed and wiped away a few stray tears, wandering towards the girl and staring up at her. Damn, she must've liked that Onix if she wasn't getting off of it. She tossed the stuff up at her, allowing her to catch it on her own without a mod/admin's help on the matter. It was definitely hers, since it was a special starter that was guaranteed.
<...I liked your running man.> The Onix commented, knowing that it was about to get captured by the girl. It was ok with that, actually. It was weird but, as a Ranger Pokemon, it just knew what the dealio was.
Now yoursLevel 5 Rock Head|Sturdy Mud Sport|Tackle|Harden|Bind|Block Quirk: Addicted to pain x 5 x 3 x1 x 1 x 1 x 1
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Post by Shaku on Dec 18, 2011 0:40:40 GMT -5
Karen wearily got on her hands and knees to catch the starter pack and pokeball, halfway fumbling it as she wrestled her way back to her feet. She politely nodded at Kahar and Dracken as she was still quite out of breath before shimmying her way down the side of her new Onix. With the pokeball, not yet used, in one hand and her pack in the other, Karen felt a wave of excitement rush over her. "Don't worry, there will be more of that to come!" she said, flashing a quick smile and tossing the ball at her starter. In an instant he was sucked inside the round contraption and made forever hers.
The new trainer, now equipped with all she needed to begin her journey, turned to thank the odd ranger and her dragon. "Thank you so very much!" Karen enthusiastically said, nearly squeaking in delight. "Don't worry! I'll keep him nic-" Her words were cut short as she nearly plowed her face into the dirt for a second time, this time because of tripping over a hidden tree root. Picking herself up, Karen took a few moments to ensure everything of hers was safe and sound before finishing her sentence before bouncing off in the direction of route one, "I'll keep him nice and safe!" Though based on her clumsy start, it begged the question to if she could even keep herself safe.
THIS THREAD IS FINISHED, YO.
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