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Post by mika on Dec 4, 2010 19:50:39 GMT -5
The journey from the her homeland over the ocean had been uneventful, it was a 3 day trip and as she walked through the city of Verona, she remembered the days that had transpired with such a mixture of emotion. From the vessel she could still remember it as if it was happening at the current, stronger than any fleeting memory. It was the collection of Finneon and Lumineon swimming in a school near the top of the ocean surface. It was a memory that made her blush she was so happy, it was also the closest she'd come to real wild pokemon before. She closed her eyes in brief, still quite a ways a way from the Ranger Station, still remembering how she waved at the creatures that probably had no clue what she was doing. For most of the way though, wild pokemon would no longer appear, atleast to her own reckoning. Crystal seemed so full of energy as she fingered the strap going down across her chest, seemingly nervous about meeting her first pokemon, her very own friend. She even smiled absently, a pair of passing trainers merely stared, because it seemed like a smile from out of nowhere. Crystal picked up the pace though, afraid she'd be recognized, but the best part was, that she'd never been to the Cheyenne region, so to be recognized would probably be something of a rarity. After a few moments of walking, she was finally there, eyes a bit wide as she looked upon the Ranger Station. She blinked her eyes a couple of times, letting a hand come up to guide a hair obscuring her eye to the side as she stepped through the door. The tail of her journey was just beginning. The Genesis of a Pokemon Trainer.
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Post by NOPE on Dec 4, 2010 19:55:10 GMT -5
(OOC: If someone wants to post here, ask me what her starter is <3.) Poor Skitty, it wasn't the same after it was forced to make wonderful, sweet babies with Wailord. Stevenson Bartholomew the VII exited the grass behind the building to find a young girl waiting for him. She seemed eager; sign of a new trainer. He waved to her, riding his Wailord that someone fit inside the entire place...don't ask how. "Good day, I'm Stevenson Bartholomew the VII; call me Bartholomew. I assume you're here to get a new pokemon, miss?" He snapped his fingers, and Wailord let Bartholomew down gently. He went to go rape surprise any wild Pokémon he could find for her. "Anything in particular you hope to get?" He asked, he didn't like disappointing new trainers; but it happened.
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Post by mika on Dec 4, 2010 20:22:43 GMT -5
Crystal was indeed waiting, infact she seemed about to touch something she wasn't supposed to out of pure curiosity before she heard the voice that made a small trickle down the side of her head. When she caught sight of the large water pokemon she was taken aback. She let her very light blue eyes take stock of the huge creature for a moment, more fascinated with it than with the prospect of owning her own, though that was before she actually realized what was said really. Despite being asked to call him Bartholomew, Crystal couldn't help but be nervous, humbled in fact as she bowed deeply. "Yes Mister The VII, I would very much like a Pokemon." She seemed to say that all particularly too fast in that melodic voice of hers that seemed light and full of luster. She had the textbook look of a new trainer, though, bright eyed, still inexperienced, and she even rocked a bit on her heels. "Um I don't know, I really don't know their names or how many types their are.." She shrugged a bit nervously, though her smile never left. She let a hand rest on her chin as if in thought, considering what she might want, seemingly serious in her thought as she rubbed the tip of her chin before guiding a blade of ashen hair away from her face to reveal, yet again, one of those marvelous blue eyes of hers. "Well, I would like a Pokemon that would be my friend..on television I always used to see the winning trainer often hugging their own partner like a person.." She shrugged lightly, placing her hands inside of her pockets as she quirked her lips to the side. "Maybe something like that.." It was silly, she hadn't named a type, but she had the right idea for what it was worth, at any rate, her first pokemon would be interesting, at least to her.
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Post by NOPE on Dec 4, 2010 20:24:14 GMT -5
Bartholomew just smiled at the girl, she was really one of those people who was good natured. With the power outage and Team Death running around, more people were needed like. A few moans cries were heard from far away, and Wailord hastily scurried in with another Pokémon. Wailord spit it out; it actually was already inside a pokeball! Stevenson taught to always capture after you rape poor pokemon defeat them with friendship! He handed the ball to the girl, along with some supplies. "Here, now be careful." He waved, before returning to his other duties. You got a gulpin!Gender: You decide Level: 5 Abilities: Liquid Ooze and Sticky Hold Moves: Pound, Pain Split Personality: You decide You also get... x 5 x 3 x 1
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