The girl would land surprisingly on her feet (possible quick reflexes?) as she was brought to a new place by the Abra. As she looked around, she would realize that she was in a room that looked like a dance of some sort? The room was full of young males after scanning over the room, not a girl in sight. The first thing she would see would be the box labeled Secret Santa. Walking over, she would glance over the rules and then fill out a form before placing it in the box. Finished with business there, she would take a quick look around her surroundings to see what else would catch her eye. Heading toward the punch bowl, she would let Longwei and Sai out. The Gligar was on her shoulder while the Houndour was walking at her heels on the left side. It was time to explore this place a little and see what it had to offer.
A group of Abra! For a moment, Alice was worried she'd somehow triggered a horde battle, but when they grabbed onto her Pokemon in a non-threatening manner, she found herself more baffled than worried. As they released her and her Pokemon, she quickly took inventory of the situation. Vorpal had wrangled himself away from his Abra to quickly latch himself to her arm.Maddie seemed about as effervescent as usual, potentially unaware that she'd even been moved.And her newest acquisition lay on the ground in his Pokeball. The girl knelt down and scooped the ball up, placing it in her basket. (Eventually, she'd need to figure out a better way to carry things... but for now, she'd value Professor Strominoff's gift.)
She scanned the room curiously. This was a school dance? A slight grin crossed her face; how delightful! She'd read about these in some of Lankford's hidden comics, but she'd never dreamed she'd get to attend one! It looked like such a fun time, and already there was socializing. The pink-haired girl read the placard and picked up the form, giving it a look over. She'd fill it out in a moment; currently, she was still a bit overwhelmed.
And she wasn't the only one, apparently. Another student, a boy about her age stood stock still, clutching something to his chest. That... wasn't normal party behavior, was it? Cautiously, she approached, her Pokemon at her side. "Um... I hope I'm not being rude, but are you all right?" She fidgeted with her basket; this was the first person she'd spoken to since going to the island, and the first student she'd actually ever met. On one hand, she was quite happy to be doing so, but on the other hand, she wasn't exactly sure how to interact with her peers. Alice pushed her hair out of her face, trying to calm her jittering. "Er, was your egg what you got for the Secret Santa thing?"
The first time he had met another trainer, Shiloh had assess and judge. He had held his head up high and his nose had been stiffly raised, but the beginning island had done a lot to him. The defeats had been rancid in his mind and throat, the struggling had shown him that he had a long way to go, and though he managed to triumph in some cases, it was his pokmon's second death that showed him, he was no different from any one else.
Weak.
It was humbling and humiliated at the same time, that realization. Shiloh would wipe at his face with one hand quickly as he tries to get rid of the unshed tears,a and nearly jump at her voice. He hadn't realize he wasn't alone as he would turn and look up at a girl with pink hair.
"No, I am not alright, but I am better than I was before."
Shiloh actually tighten his hold on the egg in his arms as he presses his cheek against it. He looks like the child he was, lost at that moment, his brown eyes seemingly huge as he looks up at her. He had broken, shattered on this journey, and now he would have to rebuild again.
Together this time, together with his pokemon, they would both start a new. Thus, he spoke honestly.
"I have no clue if this egg is my secret santa gift, but, if it is, I am content with it. I couldn't ask for a better gift than to be given another chance to raise my partner pokemon.
Shiloh looks down at the egg as he says this before he looks back at her again.
"Thank you for asking about my welfare, my name is Shiloh, and you are..."
The second time that Shiloh met a trainer, he would stand greatly below. His mindset changing as he looks up at the girl to see who she was and not how she would stack up according to some invisible measuring stick. Pink short hair and matching pink eyes, along with a pink clothing. It was clear that pink was her favorite color, but that wasn't what shock him about her, instead it was the long streaks on her arms and legs that showed where her joints was and the yellow knob on the side of her legs at those joints.
Places where she can bend and move as if she had been assemble, put together, as if she was a...
"a robot?"
The words were blurted, not plan, as he would shake his head.
"No, that's not what I meant to say. I meant to ask you your name."
Hiro would actually walk towards the boy Alex as his pokemon seemed to be released to do whatever his pokemon was suppose to do. Though he had to detour slightly when Alex headed towards the punch bowl. This would be the boy's first interaction with someone his own age or even his own species except for his professor, which, now that he thought about it ...it was debatable whether that should be called human interaction.
"Hello there, I see you managed to capture a second pokemon, though neither of them seem all that strong. Considering you don't really know where you are ...don't you think it might be a bad idea to let your pokemon wander off by themselves. Someone might try and steal them."
The boy would caution as he smiles sharply, his efforts at conversation was a bit strain, but he wasn't giving up.
"My name is Hiro Azuma and I am the world's greatest trainer, so, I am sure you are going to remember this moment for the rest of your life meeting me. Now what is your name? Maybe, you will become some thing great too, so it might be good to know your name and if not ...well still ....you never know where knowing the names of others can come in handy.
Maybe a alias if I need to run away from my fans or the such?"
He would declare sounding more like he was talking to himself than to Alex. This was actually a pretty awkward conversation.
Alex Trevell
Blight would blink in surprise as she sat back down on all four legs. Tilting her head, she would blink again as he finally finished with his next list of insults. This had started off as being fun, but after the shift she had to admit it was getting a bit boring.
She yawn in full view of him.
(Well, that took the fun out of it. I mean, when you know you are DERP, there is no fun in pointing it out. Besides, I can't think of a Yo' momma joke worst than the actual fact that your mother is a Croagunk, so, I guess, you got me there.)
She turned to walk away. More trainers had appeared and they had brought with them more pokemon, and she decided it was best to get to know them. Though, she stop for a moment to look back over her shoulder at the Croagunk, he looked like the strongest in the lot.
Which said a lot about their current party goers.
In fact, he probably was actually stronger than her right now ...as she took in the rest of the area, and realize his trainer was kind of hiding in a corner. The rest of the trainers and their pokemon seem to be starting to kind of gather together. So, maybe, ...
(You know, since you aren't any fun now I was going to go and terrorize some of the other pokemon. You want to join me, or are you too DERP to travel more than a few feet from your human without getting lost?)
The bulbasaur actually offer him.
It would seem that the only real offense the Bulbasaur had taken had been at the very beginning. Other than that, everything else she considered to be nothing more than a very strange meet and greet.
Alex sipped some of the punch he'd poured himself when a male around his age had walked up to him. He'd definitely never seen him before, nor heard of him. "My name's Alex, though can't say I know of you, sorry." He was definitely cocky, but would probably be the only thing he'd remember. Pansear didn't seem to keen on being called 'not all that strong', and began to head back. >"Oh, a wise guy are ya? I'll knock your block off, then we'll see who's not all that strong."< Raiden turned back and saw him with his fists up. >"You don't even know if he can understand you. Plus, you probably shouldn't fight here, we;re here to relax."<
For a moment the Croagunk would sit there in silence, merely starring at the Bulbasaur for several minutes. When at last he spoke it would be to say ">You keep using that word. I don't think it means what you think it does<" Yup, that was his focus. Her insults were weaker than a newborn Magikarp. More so with the increasing reliance on one word....which was really more of a sound-effect. Obviously she wasn't very good at this game. As the amphibian turned his head to watch what he assumed to be her trainer, it didn't seem like she'd had much practice. She'd been on the very-easy setting.
Finally the Croagunk would stretch, adjusting his position on Argyle's shoulder to make it clear he wasn't going anywhere. ">I'll come along if I feel like being bored to sleep. If you're the one doing the terrorizing this outta be a snooze fest.<"
Argyle in the meantime would quietly analyze the party goers, trying to determine which were members of his own class. Doubtless he'd need to play 'nice' with them. The others....not so much....just not when the ones who did were paying attention. He admitted there were at least a few whom caught his attention. A dark haired girl with a gaggle of Pokemon about her. Another girl who didn't look quite right even from this angle. The Bulbasaur's boisterous trainer....he might need to kick that puppy later. One student clutching an egg, and.....the rest he supposed. They were there anyway. They hadn't managed to wow him yet anyway.
His attention finally off the Bulbasaur, Jekyll would now take the time to make a count of the current number of party goers. Still more men than women ">This is either a cheap porno, or a really fetishy one<" How did the Croagunk know what any of these words meant? Argyle was a sound sleeper, and Mistress Rosevelt didn't hide things very well.
Downing the last of his drink, Argyle would expertly toss it into a small waste bin at one end of the refreshment table. He still didn't plan to mingle. If he didn't he couldn't step on any toes, not to mention he wouldn't be mistaken for a member of the staff. No doubt at least one or two of these kids were from the well to do side of society.
Starter Pokemon: Croagunk [M] Name & Level: Jekyll, Lv 5 [Temperament] Naughty Bio:The story of how Argyle met Jekyll is a bit of an odd one. After purchasing a bulk shipment of skin rejuvenating mud from Sinnoh's Great Marsh (Guarnteed to take twenty years off your appearance!), Mistress Rosevelt had set aside some time for a fully immersive experience with the product, during which she received quite the surprise. It would seem the mud had come with stowaway in the form of an egg. Unfortunately it was about this same time the egg decided to hatch, splattering the aristocratic woman with muck and eggshell. After a shriek and shrill cry for the nearest Argyle to attend her, Verde arrived and was immediately ordered to dispose of the creature, although not before cleaning up the mess it had created. Whispering a snide remark just below his breath, both Mistress and Argyle were in for a surprise when the newly born Croagunk began to snicker devilishly. It seemed the Poison-type had heard the boy, and shared his sense of humor. Amused by this fact the young Butler then went about the task of convincing Mistress Rosevelt that the Croagunk would be quite useful in his regular duties, allowing him to make the manor to "shine as radiantly as you do Mistress Rosevelt". Little more in the way of convincing was required on the boy's part, and so he obtained his first and for the time being only Pokemon.
Since then Jekyll has proven a good match for Argyle, frequently snickering at the boy's comments be they made aloud, or simply implied. Unlike Argyle however Jekyll does nothing to hide his wicked nature, frequently mocking others quite openly and then laughing about it. Though cruel he is not crude, and more than willingly to amuse himself by catching the enemy off guard. Stats: HP: 21/21, PP: 22, ATK: 13, DEF: 10, SPD: 11, SP-ATK: 12, SP-DEF: 9 MOVES: - Astonish - Headbutt - Meditate - Mud-slap Held Item: EXP: 113/150
"Wow, that is your entire name? You don't have like a last name or anything like that...does that mean you don't have a family or belong anywhere in the world?"
Hiro asked before continuing. He really wasn't use to talking to other people, and since most of his conversation in the past have always been one sided, he never learned the patience to wait for an answer between sentences in a conversation. Thus, he continued onwards without waiting for an answer.
"As for knowing me, I guess my greatness hasn't spread to your neck of the woods yet, which is why I told you to simply remember my name even if you haven't had the pleasure to hear it before I told you."
Hiro would declare again. He had no problem with dense people, after all, this boy only has a first name and no last.
Blight would return during all the noise as she declares to the Electrike words.
(It won't end well for you if try that, I promise)
She would literally glare at the Pansear as she sat down in between Hiro and them blocking the pokemon's direct path to her trainer.
(I suggest you listen to your friend there, he has the common sense to know when its a bad time to pick a fight.)
She would tilt her head toward the Electrike before glaring back at the Pansear.
Alex Trevell
Blight would smile back at him as she ignored his first comment. Of course, she knew it was more of an sound effect, but it was also slang for something that is incredible stupid in looks as well as action. Or at least it had been from where she came from, so maybe, there was a slight language barrier here. On well, she would trot away saying as she left him behind.
(As you wish, DERP, I leave you to your live entertainment. Have fun.)
Blight would head back towards her own human or maybe, it was better to say adopted younger brother. She couldn't help noticing as she walks back the noise being made by an Electrike and a Pansear that was closer to him. She didn't have to wonder if it was his fault, when she let him out of her sight, Hiro tends to say things that aren't considered all that nice. Especially to other pokemon, but that wasn't his fault either, he couldn't exactly understand them.
But then she caught the end of the Pansear's words, and her walk turn into a sprint.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 11:22 am
Alex Trevell
"Oh, my full name's Alex Trevell. Just easier to go by Alex most times, and people have trouble with my last name." Hiro Azuma... And it seemed he had a Bulbasaur, judging by the pokemon that came to defend him. Looked a lot more battle hardened than his own pokemon. "Alright, that's enough, Pansear." He just crossed his small arms and looked away from the Bulbasaur. Alex sighed in relief. "Sorry about that, just started as a trainer. Reading about it and living it are two entirely different things, though I'm sure you've already figured that out."
Hiro was about to tell Alex about the importance of a last name and its connection to one's family when Blight charged in. The bulbasaur was not happy and this he knew well enough to recognize its importance.
She glare and threaten, he could tell that from her tone, and then Alex called out one of his Pokemon. A sure indicator that something else had happen as he drops to one knee and Blight came to his side as he rub her head and chin.
"New trainer or not, Alex, you better get a better handle on your Pokemon. Otherwise something bad will happen, and you should always use your full name when addressing yourself. Whether it's hard for others to say or not, it's your families gift to you and nothing should make you hide it."
Hiro look down at his sister as she smiles at him. Somethings did not change, she had his back.
"So, Alex have you been to beginner island yet."
Hiro thought it was best to move on from there. The world greatest trainer do not harp on petty stuff and leave the past in the past.
Alex Trevell
Blight stood her ground until she was sure the Pansear had stood down. Then she went to her brother to show she had no fear of the Pansear once he was aware that things would not go as he plan. Hiro was always a bit dense as he only just catches on as he drops down to her level and starts to rub her head and attend to the horribly itchy place underneath her chin. He quickly reminds her about what is so great about having a human brother as she enjoys his attention at the moment.
Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 3:39 pm
[Secret Santa]
[Name: Karasu Okuyama ]
[ ] Healing Item [x] PokeBall [ ] Held Item [ ] TM [ ] Key Item Karasu would land lightly on his feet after being teleported by the Abra. The boy kept his expression blank and unreadable as he quickly surveyed his surroundings. One second he had been on the island, the next he was at a school...dance? Very unusual turn of events. The shinobi no longer felt the sting from the Pokeball the Lapras had shot back at him. He quickly released Koga to see the Skarmory was completely healed. What exactly was going on here? That was when he looked in front of him to see he had landed in front of a box labeled Secret Santa? No harm in filling out the form? It might even be part of this mission. Reading about what it was, he would fill out the paper and slide it in before turning to the rest of the students gathered. He wasn't exactly a friendly person so he probably wouldn't fit in.
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Koga [Skarmory] Level 2, Male Nature: Relaxed HP:15/15/PP:17/ATK:8/DEF:12/SPD:7/SP-ATK:7/SP-DEF:8 MOVES: Peck, Curse EXP: 38/75
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Alice looked over the other young trainer curiously. He seemed... like he'd been through a bit of a shock. And upon his second statement, it became clearer that that shock had been. He'd... almost lost his one of his Pokemon? His starter? She couldn't even mind Vorpal tightening his grip on her arm; the idea of losing him was unbearable. Her Honedge might have been a ghost, but still. Alice gave a respectful nod at his comment and took a step back; she hadn't meant to crowd him. As for life... she knew better than many what a gift life was.
She'd listen to his his remarks about the Secret Santa, and would be close to introducing herself when he pointed out the fake pink elephant in the room. It wasn't like she ever really forgot she was a robot, it was just that this trainer (Shiloh!) was the first at the Academy to outright comment on it. Professor Strominoff hadn't really acknowledged it, and she'd spent most of her time on the Island of Beginnings since then. But between her joint articulations and the screws, she wasn't exactly hiding it. Maybe she needed to stop wearing the old clothes Lankford gave her and wear something more covering... Still, as blunt as Shiloh was, Alice managed to give a cheery smile. "No, no, you're right about that. I'm, uh... kind of an experiment. Testing a robotic AI, and the like." She couldn't help sounding a bit nervous. "Really, I'm not anything special. But my name is Alice, and it's nice to meet you." She'd give a friendly wave, before realizing she was still holding the square piece of paper... pieces, as it turned out; she must have grabbed more than one. Right, right, the Santa thing. "I'm glad about your... egg," she remarked, hoping she was being tactful. She'd quickly fill out the card, her red sword helping her hold it up. "I guess Akumu knows how to throw a party, huh?"
[x] Meanwhile, a very curious Blitzle had wandered her way over to the refreshment table... right near a certain butler. >Ooo, is that grass? That looks awesome, this place has everything! < she remarked, staring at Argyle's green locks. Her gaze was locked right on that head of hair, an odd look in her eyes. So... hungry...
Maddie's words wouldn't go unnoticed, and seeing as Argyle was the greenest thing in the general vicinity now that the Bulbasaur had left, it didn't take a brilliant detective to figure out what she was referring to. ">Listen lady, despite looking like a lawn mower upchucked on his head, I assure you this ain't something ya wanna try eating<" Jekyll stated with a bit of snark, gesturing broadly towards his trainer's head.
Starter Pokemon: Croagunk [M] Name & Level: Jekyll, Lv 5 [Temperament] Naughty Bio:The story of how Argyle met Jekyll is a bit of an odd one. After purchasing a bulk shipment of skin rejuvenating mud from Sinnoh's Great Marsh (Guarnteed to take twenty years off your appearance!), Mistress Rosevelt had set aside some time for a fully immersive experience with the product, during which she received quite the surprise. It would seem the mud had come with stowaway in the form of an egg. Unfortunately it was about this same time the egg decided to hatch, splattering the aristocratic woman with muck and eggshell. After a shriek and shrill cry for the nearest Argyle to attend her, Verde arrived and was immediately ordered to dispose of the creature, although not before cleaning up the mess it had created. Whispering a snide remark just below his breath, both Mistress and Argyle were in for a surprise when the newly born Croagunk began to snicker devilishly. It seemed the Poison-type had heard the boy, and shared his sense of humor. Amused by this fact the young Butler then went about the task of convincing Mistress Rosevelt that the Croagunk would be quite useful in his regular duties, allowing him to make the manor to "shine as radiantly as you do Mistress Rosevelt". Little more in the way of convincing was required on the boy's part, and so he obtained his first and for the time being only Pokemon.
Since then Jekyll has proven a good match for Argyle, frequently snickering at the boy's comments be they made aloud, or simply implied. Unlike Argyle however Jekyll does nothing to hide his wicked nature, frequently mocking others quite openly and then laughing about it. Though cruel he is not crude, and more than willingly to amuse himself by catching the enemy off guard. Stats: HP: 21/21, PP: 22, ATK: 13, DEF: 10, SPD: 11, SP-ATK: 12, SP-DEF: 9 MOVES: - Astonish - Headbutt - Meditate - Mud-slap Held Item: EXP: 113/150
As the party goers went about their business and interactions, a low rumble would suddenly fill the air as the room shook. The music stopped, the rumble turning to the sounds of distance explosions. The scenery appeared to glitch, aspects of the room pixelating, others tearing away to reveal new scenes. Like rips in the fabric of space, three paths would open up. Amazingly however the Secret Santa and Refreshment Tables were still perfectyly intact. Probably the only 'real' things in the room aside from people and Pokemon.
A snap came from above the students as something gave way, leading to the abrupt return of an object to the ground. As the heavy, teal tinted thing struck the ground a massive "BWOOOOOOONG!!!" would fill the room. The source as it would turn out, was a Bronzong; evidently not just any member of that species, as a familiar figure stepped out from behind it, patting the Pokemon's side "Good working Goh-Bong" He said before turning his attention to the crowd "It ahppearing Ahcademy is under ahttacking" Professor Strominoff announced plainly, as if this weren't a particularly large problem "Ahrena...noht doing so vell. Me sinking is target" He said, gesturing to the virtual damage which had been done to their surroundings "Good sing ve having many students here, da?"
With this the man would step away from his Pokemon, approaching the most unassuming of the 'rips in reality'. Unlike the other two this one was simply a plain white wall with a heavy steel door set in the middle.
Jingling something on his belt, the Professor would gesture towards the door "Illya, if you pleasing". Rising out of the man's robes a Klefki would appear, jingling it's many keys as it unlocked the door, swinging it open to reveal a flight of dimly lit stairs heading up. "Zhis be leading to Ahrena ven.....venti.....air ahnd fixing halls" Claudus explained, stumbling over some of the more difficult technical terms "Is vhere booms being." After stating this however the Professor's face would take on a grim shadow, his tone becoming quite serious "Zhis being very difficult pahth taking. Vill needing power, skill, and little luck me sinking" From there Professor Strominoff would look at each student individually "Noht be charging in foolishly. Zhis path noht being for veak. Only strong taking hard pahth" From there the man would gesture to the other tears, along with his fellow faculty members "For ohthers, zhere being different tasks" Apparently he intended to let Professor Harlowe and Professor Genovese explain the students other options.
"Our enemy being Spy, Rebel, or self pro....proc.....self calling Hero, ve crushing ahnd show ve still strohng!" Professor Strominoff would call out, apparently trying to 'rally the troops' before the coming battle.
Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 4:09 pm
Alex Trevell
He hadn't thought of his name like that. It would be his legacy to his children, too, someday. He looked to his pokemon and saw the difference in bonding between his and Hiro's. Greatest trainer or not, he was further along than he was. "I was pretty far into the island when I was teleported here by an Abra."
He pondered if he'd be here for the remainder, or if he'd be sent back. His pokemon seemed to be back to fighting strength, and he'd noticed his own injuries were gone. He saw the attention he gave his pokemon, and knelt beside his own. He pat Raiden and Pansear, Pansear's grumpy mood easing up some. "We've got a long way to go, you two, but I know we'll do great things. I'll do my best for all our sakes."
Before they could completely relax, the atmosphere changed dramatically. A Bronzong and one of the professors would appear, giving a speech. The place was under attack? Looks like they wouldn't be getting a complete rest after all. The path he spoke about sounded like it'd be too difficult for his team as it currently was. Maybe the trio would be able to go to one of the side paths to help out.
Having been on her way to the Pokemon Center to start her first mission, she hadn't been expecting a small hand grabbing her own. Poppy had only had time to look down and identify the Abra before it flashed with a bright light and she felt a moment of weightlessness as they teleported. Blinking away the brightness as she notes she's in a new area, and scanning it leads her to notice Shiloh and assume that this was a school event and not some sort of kidnapping. Still covered in glitter from the Emolga's prank, she takes a step in, only for a rumble to start, and the room seemed to fall apart.
What an opportune time to arrive. Before things really get started, she turns towards the table beside the entrance, scanning over it and plucking up a card. Get a free item, alright. Filling in the card, she deposits it into the box.
A Pokemon crashed to the ground with a harsh sound that seemed to reverberate in her head for a few moments. Not long after the sound ends, a Professor she can only assume is its trainer steps out from behind him and addresses the group of children. He explains the situation with a heavy accent and some troubles, but the message is clear enough. The school is under attack, and the students are expected to help defend it. Self-proclaimed heroes attacking a school of elementary school aged students didn't sound very heroic. Once the Professor was done with his explanation, Poppy moves towards the middle of the room beside other students, watching the other two Professors for what she would be able to assist with.
