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Post by hansa on Oct 23, 2010 14:07:49 GMT -5
Ϟ Walking up the narrow path, a man, or rather a boy, was walking up towards the station. Although his back was straight and he was dressed almost in a formal attire, his neck was bent, as if the neck-muscles were completely relaxed. He walked slowly, not in a hurry, and had his dissimilar eyes focused on the station. He saw a building built in traditional wood, with a chimney. The boy laughed shortly, and his eyes flickered from a tree to the next, seemingly scanning his surroundings. His shoes were getting dirty, which one would think was a shame, considering they seemed expensive. He didn't seem to mind, though, focusing on the building again. Short laughs escaped his mouth, and he held his lips together with his hand after each.
Norton, this was his name, arrived at the station after a while of random outbursts of laughs, and decided to knock on the door of the lodge. He saw that the surroundings were full of Pokemon, and it may have been the reason he came here. “It's got to be here. This place is full of them. Their base has got to be here!” Norton said silently, smiling a forced smile. He knocked on the door again, stepping on the spot...
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Post by DR-@@GON on Oct 23, 2010 14:48:42 GMT -5
Ranger Dexter ! The sound of quick tapping inside the tent could be heard as Dexter typed away, busily playing with his friends and showing off his 1337 5K1||Z. The sound of a human's whispering and the pounding on the flap of the tent alerted him that he had a job to do. However, he had to finish this level! It took a few tries, but after about a minute he'd gotten the maneuver done and left his friends in the dust.
He stood, then shifted over to the entrance of the tent. He moved his thin hand and pulled the tent open - with his other hand he pushed up his glasses. "Ahem. Sorry for the wait. I am Dexter, and I just lost the game." Dexter introduced, giving a sheepish grin.
Sounds of a robotic chirping emitted from behind him, their source bounding up until his companion, a Porygon, was bouncing around next to him. Dexter looked down and proclaimed, "Charlie, I'm afraid you aren't the actual unicorn. Don't be such a noob." He said, sighing. Charlie stopped and looked down with a dissapointed look. It was always a shame to be called such by his pro owner.
Dexter looked back up at Norton. "Well, by my observations you are here for a Pokémon. I will get you your tools, young warrior." He said, turning almost robotically and retrieving a bag of goods from a storage container inside of the tent. He stood and, flinging the bag towards the man, shouted, "Think fast!"
You obtained a Starter Pack!
x 5 x 3 x1
TUNES|| none :[ TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| lolol, I love Dexter [/size]
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Post by hansa on Oct 23, 2010 15:35:30 GMT -5
ϞAs the ranger opened the door, Norton suddenly noticed it actually wasn't a lodge, but a tent. He blinked, and straightened his neck. “What the... someone... hypnotized me?” he asked, still whispering. His eyes widened, the irises shaking mildly from the shock. “The Pokemon, they're plotting against me! They're goi-...” he said before being shut up by a bag of items hitting him in the face. He picked up the items, having forgotten what he was going to say. He put the items in his several pockets, attached to his belt.
Norton looked up again, quickly noticing the Pokemon behind the ranger, looking like an 8-bit fabrication. A Pokemon made by humans, still capable of communicating with other Pokemon? “Perfect!” Norton shouted, unknowingly out loud. He put his palm over his mouth and stared at the ranger. The ranger looked like he was waiting for an answer of some kind. Norton hadn't listened to him, as usual, and had no idea what to say. He looked down at the digital Pokemon, and back on the ranger. Digital Pokemon. Ranger. Digital Pokemon? Yes, digital Pokemon.
Norton really wanted the Pokemon. “Oh, it's about time I said something” he thought aloud. His eyes flickered again, and then focused on the Ranger's hat. “So... is that my Pokemon?” he said, and pointed to the Porygon. Norton laughed shortly, not noticing himself.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Oct 23, 2010 15:54:29 GMT -5
::porygon:: Ranger Dexter !Dexter shook his head in a "proer than thou" way as the bag unceremoniously collided with the guest's face. "It seems your uber skillage hasn't manifested yet." He said, taking off his glasses and rubbing the dust off with his sleeve.
A jolt ran through him when he heard Norton's sudden outburst. Looking up in reaction, he replied, "Where? What is this? I don't even." He said, realizing that the trainer hadn't pointed out the cause of his proclamation. His expression now slightly bewildered, he chuckled. "You're a little less than 9000, aren't you..."
A gasp left Dexter's throat as the man gestured toward his Porygon. He quickly picked up the robotic creature, holding it to his chest and rubbing his shiny pink and blue shell. "You're a newbie at this, aren't you? No, this is my sidekick." He said, staring passively at Norton.
He now tossed Charlie into the air; the robot floated through the atmosphere, rustling through the trees of the enclosure. Dexter checked his wrist watch a couple times, tapping his foot impatiently. He wanted to get back to his game before his friends killed him, or something.
After only a few moments the Porygon came back, beeping rather excitedly. Attached to him was a small, yellow and pink creature hanging by its lips on its metallic host. What was odd was that the Porygon was more beat up than the Smoochum, bearing a few scrape marks and bruises. Obviously they'd had a struggle as Charlie fought to unlatch the little kisser.
Dexter's face was the epitome of disgust when he saw the little pest smooching his friend. Tossing a pokeball toward Norton, he sputtered out, "H-hurry, before Porygon gets PKed!"
::smoochum::
Norton recieves 1 pokeball to catch Smoochum with."
TUNES|| x TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| omnomnom [/size]
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Post by hansa on Oct 23, 2010 16:21:26 GMT -5
ϞNorton was somewhat disappointed that he wouldn't receive the colorful computer monster, but he wasn't very surprised. “I see, he's already yours” Norton grumbled as the Porygon flew away. He could clearly see that the ranger was in a hurry, which he quite frankly couldn't understand. He was still young, he had all the time he wanted. Why would he be in a hurry? Norton yawned to somehow manifest his thoughts, hoping the ranger understood the message. He laughed shortly, but stopped, and his eyes flickered again. Trees. Grass. A UFO. The Sky.
“Wait... a UFO!?” Norton said, thinking about what he saw. It wasn't a UFO, but not far from it. The Porygon had somehow kidnapped a little, pink girl! “What is that computer-game doing to that sweetheart!?” Norton said, raising his voice. Why would anyone do such a thing. The ranger threw a Pokeball at Norton, who this time managed to catch it with his bare hands. Dexter was complaining about his Pokemon getting hurt, something Norton wouldn't listen too.
“My fair lady, I will save you from these culprits!!” Norton shouted, and threw the Pokeball with all his might towards the Porygon. He missed, though, and hit the Smoochum... “No, how could I hurt such a young girl?” Norton asked, and walked towards the Pokeball that had drained the existence of the poor Pokemon girl...
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Post by DR-@@GON on Oct 23, 2010 17:08:54 GMT -5
Ranger Dexter ! Dexter's eyes caught sight of the man's yawn but only blinked in response. What is so boring about this? He thought, but brushed it off uncaringly.
A UFO? Computer game? Turning his head towards Norton, Dexter fired a look of surprise at him. "Err. My Porygon might be somewhat of a computer, but he isn't a game or UFO." He said, trying to make heads or tails of what this crazed man was babbling. And, as far as he knew, his bicolored friend wasn't harming the Smoochum as much as it was to him.
Porygon was still trying to shake the little parasite off. Luckily for him this maneuver allowed him to avoid the coming pokeball and allow the Smoochum to get hit by it instead. Giving a sigh of relief, the mechanical beast hovered down next to his master. Hopefully he hadn't acted too noobish in his midst.
Dexter, however, was hardly paying attention to Charlie at all. "Dude. You ain't right in the head." He said, letting go of his nerdy persona for the moment. "That aren't a lady. That there is a Smoochum. 'N you used a pokeball. It don't hurt dem pokes." He lectured.
Shaking his head, he proclaimed, "Omg, wtf. Sorry. My brain cells were not functioning properly." He said, blinking repeatedly in confusion.
Meanwhile, the captured Smoochum had stopped fighting against the confines of the pokeball. The sphere lay still, ready for Norton to take with him.
You caught a Smoochum!
Name: Type: Ice/Psychic Gender: Female Level: 5 Ability: Oblivious/Forewarn Attacks: Pound, Lick, Nasty Plot Personality: Thinks highly of herself. Acts cute as an excuse to get what she wants.
Smoochum is holding an Aspear Berry.
TUNES|| none~ TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| Durhur. [/size]
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Post by hansa on Oct 23, 2010 17:31:20 GMT -5
ϞNorton picked up the ball, that now lay still. He suddenly heard a voice, sounding new to him, complaining about something. Norton raised his head and looked around but saw no one new to the scene. He finally turned to Dexter when the complaining stopped. He sighed in response to Dexter's explanation of the noise. “I don't really feel welcome here anymore” Norton said, speaking his mind blatantly. He attached the Pokeball to his belt, filling only the first of eight spots on it. He looked up in the sky, and noticed that bird Pokémon occasionally flew over him. “Why must such beautiful creatures plot against us?” he asked, before turning on his heel.
Norton raised his hand as a sophisticated waving gesture, saying “Goodbye, thank you for everything” to the ranger. He walked down the narrow path, as slowly as he had walked before he came, except his neck was straight now. His new friend rested on his belt, not realizing her faith would be among the worst at times, but also among the best. Her master was, at the end of the day, a compassionate partner... [FINISHED]
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