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| Gokudera Ichirou's Journey; -with extra mayo. | |
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| Ichirou | Sep 20 2010, 02:10 PM Post #1 |
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Novice Trainer
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Journey Start c+p'd from Profile for convenience ---- "Message to all passengers. We are less than ten minutes away from our destination of Tohea. Please gather all of your bags and dependants, and prepare to leave the cruise." The loudspeakers had a distinct ear scraping tone that left everyone squishing their ears in hopes of aiding what didn’t seem to be repairable for a fraction of a minute. The cruise liner was notably full for the most part, though not really over capacitated. Our man, Ichirou Gokudera, sat in a bench near the exit door of the ship, sweating, holding his newly acquired Pokémon’s Pokeball in his hands. He had spent the entire trip thinking about what to do when he finally released his starter monster, and how he should react if the monster was not of his liking. He knew his dad had five Pokémon in his possession, of which Ichirou had a good relation with three of them: a Dusklops, a Kecleon and a Magmar. He admired these three Pokémon because of their curious anatomy and way of living. The one he spent more time with was Magmar, being a fire type: his favorite kind of Pokémon. He loved to see how its heated body could melt any near objects at will, and the fire Pokémon showed off his cocky attitude, which Ichi also liked a lot. Ichi also liked to spend time with Dusklops and Kecleon, which represented his two other favorite types of Pokémon: Ghost and Normal types. The other two Pokémon though, Ichi detested with a passion. His dad had captured the Mareep that electrocuted him when he was eight years old, and obviously, Ichi still resented it and had a small phobia towards it and all other Electric types. Mareep tried to look for Ichi’s approval, and his dad kept the sheep Pokémon in hopes that one day Ichirou would face his fears and make a good relationship with it; plus his mother loved it and actually kept it for herself as a pet. He thought about what to do if his starter was the Mareep he despised. Was he capable of throwing the Pokémon overboard? Probably… When there was a Pokémon he didn’t like he’d never formalize a relationship with it; be it because he didn’t find it interesting or, in Mareep’s case, being an Electric Type. The other Pokémon he didn’t see eye to eye with was a Larvitar one of his neighbors had just recently hatched from an egg about five months ago. His father took custody of it as the neighbors were very old and didn’t want to raise it. When Larvitar came to the Gokudera house and first saw Ichi, it jumped on top of him and bit his left arm. It bled. It bled a lot. He needed four stitches, and evaded the Pokémon ever since. The people started to move out of their private rooms, and walked around preparing to start walking the land of Tohea. Ichirou’s nervousness kept rising – he wanted to meet his Pokémon before leaving the ship, yet didn’t find the courage to face whatever came out of it. What a fool. A random kid ran close by, hitting Ichi’s hands and accidentally bumbing the Pokeball out of them. The Pokeball hit the deck floor hard, and opened instantly, releasing a bright white beam of light that rapidly turned into Larvitar. Ichirou fell face first to the floor annoyed, and the kid freely started to pet the Pokémon. Slowly standing up, Ichi raised the Pokeball as if to call back Larvitar, but the small rock Pokémon hid behind the kid trying to evade the Pokeball’s red beam, gripping hard on the kid’s left leg with his rock-like paws. The kid began to yell as the pain slowly grew larger, quickly kicked Larvitar with his right leg and ran away scared. Larvitar rolled a couple of times until hitting Ichirou’s legs. Ichirou quickly picked Larvitar up from the floor thinking it would start chasing down the kid and cause more problems, which it tried to do. “Lambo stop! Don’t be a hardass!” Those were the first words Ichi directed towards Lambo, as his mother had named him, ever since he had bitten his arm. Lambo raised his sight towards Ichirou’s face, surprisingly obedient towards his new master. Ichirou was shocked at this, as the little rock shell never seemed to obey Ichirou’s dad back at Lilycove for some reason. “Ladies and gentlemen, SS Twinkie has arrived at its destination of Tohea. Please form a straight line in front of the exit.” Lambo growled hastily at the loudspeakers, obviously startled by the horrid noise. The general crowd also showed displease at the noise again, but tried to unboard as quickly as they could. Ichirou still held Lambo in his arms, seemingly nervous to finally leave the ship and begin his life alone. The crowd appeared to turn more ferocious, and everyone began to push. Ichirou and Lambo were taken by the crowd, and the paralyzed Ichirou was pretty much carried by the mass all the way out of the ship and the port, towards the beach. Lambo had bitten a number of people on the way out, though no one seemed to notice the Pokémon delivering the bites. “Wait, I’m off the ship… When did this happen?” Lambo looked up at his owner, sighing, and jumped out of his arms. The small rock larvae wiggled playfully around the yellowy sand while Ichirou kept staring at Ayer as if wondering what was he supposed to do next. "I'm ...here. This is... really not that bad." Ichirou voiced, as if asking for something bad to happen. The poor noob. Edited by Ichirou, Sep 20 2010, 06:41 PM.
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| Munchkinator | Sep 22 2010, 01:41 PM Post #2 |
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Pax Bionicus
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Sadly, after a few moments of standing there, no 747s - or random assorted jet engines, for that matter - came crashing down to earth from the heavens like enormous fiery balls of starry death, nor did any old women spontaneously combust in the hellfire of divine judgement, nor were there legends flying around overhead, doing battle with tremendous bolts of storm, ice, and flame. Frankly, except for a lot more common Pokémon of the "small" variety wandering around, there wasn't much to differentiate Ayer from any other city you'd been in, not even really a Pokémon flavor, if you had been paying enough attention in Lilycove to notice the number of trainers wandering about. Maybe a few more Pokémon wandering around near their trainers rather than being kept in Pokeballs here than in Lilycove, but there were no Pikachu-themed skyscrapers, billboards generally hawked stuff that only civilians would find interesting, and even here on the beach, trainers were dwarfed by the endless tide of humanity - civilians, people who didn't know the first thing about training Pokémon, just sunbathing or making out with significant others. The more things changed, the more they stayed the same. Whatever concentration you'd had was ruined when someone bumped into you, not particularly hard, but enough to be very noticeable. Almost instantly, a voice rang out, husky and embarassed. "Oh shit, sorry man, I didn't even see you there. I'm just pretty much out there today, been worrying about Roxas, I can't - err, Roxas'd be my new buddy, uh, this dude." Your new "friend" hefted a vaguely amused Geodude, still looking a touch flustered. "Uh, in case it wasn't already way obvious, I'm new to this, just got this bro this morning and we've been uh, male bonding since then. I guess." The Geodude punched - ...hopefully playfully - the boy on the arm, with a look of vague reproach. "...Okay, well it was really more horribly losing a battle to some water thing, I don't even know what the heck we ran into but some trainer was showing it off, I challenged him to a battle, 'cause I mean that's what trainers do right? But he took us apart like... I don't even know man, the battle started and it was all over before I knew what to tell Roxas. I think he's pretty pissed at me." He stepped back, grinning slightly, though in less of a "happy" way and more "slightly a lot embarrassed." If you hadn't made a particular effort to do so, this was when you first got a good look at him - young, maybe around your age or a touch older though he certainly didn't act it, with spiky brown hair, a green shirt and red jacket, and jeans. And what you suspected was an omnipresent aura of overwhelming friendliness, or at least absolutely no idea what the hell he was doing. "Err forgot to introduce myself, name's Matthew. Uh. Matt. Call me Matt. Sounds better, you know." He noticed your Larvitar, and brightened up almost immediately. "Oh shi- uhh, heck, you're a Pokémon trainer? Could you give me some tips? Or maybe a practice battle or something? Errr.. not, like, to fainting or whatever, but just so I can get the hang of this? I feel like I'd be screwing Roxas over real bad if I don't get my shit in gear, like, yesterday, but I just got here like two days ago man, I don't know anyone. I mean I get that you have things to do, you look like you have some idea of what you're doing, but I could really use the help, man." Matthew reference picture Edited by Munchkinator, Sep 23 2010, 09:23 AM.
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