Malkam and his brother, Mikael, were pretty famous for their Multi Battle fighting style. They'd been a team since they were kids, and it was natural for that to extend onto the training field (and the Pokemon League). It took trainers who were used to single battles off guard, since the pokemon and trainers both had to have a strong bond, and compliment each other instead of tripping over each other's feet.
And right now, the biggest opportunity (that maybe he or anybody had ever seen) was outside this building.
"Think about it!" He told Mik, still enthusing, "if you or me can capture a pokemon like that, nobody will be able to touch us. We can go wherever we want and do whatever we want! Plus, we will be pulling major skitty."
Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2016 2:59 pm
Mik was the quieter, less aggressive brother of the duo, more likely to be spaced out daydreaming than he was to be picking fights with other people's pokemon. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy fighting, he just preferred to spend time caring for an raising his pokemon as well as he possibly could. It was this focus which incidentally made his pokemon tough and capable enough to match Malk's.
"It looks kind of sad." he said, looking up, as if he could still somehow see the strange pokemon. "If I caught it I'd want to look after it and find a safe place for it to go. And then I'd let it go, where it could be happy."
A lot of people had been hungrily looking at it as if it wasn't alive, as if it didn't have feelings. It upset him a bit.
"I don't want skitty either." he said.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2016 3:34 pm
Name:TG Profession: Trainer (Son of Gambling Rink owner)
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He couldn't care about running errands, let alone having to do them himself. However, as the Taurus dropped him off, he stepped down and dusted off his jacket before walking inside. The legendary pokemon had brought about a lot of media attention and merchandise was being made and sold quicker than anyone could which worked well for business. His parents were in the middle of capitalizing on the booming market before the pokemon left or was detained.
While his fathers took advantage of the small window of profit, he had been given a letter to take down to a local lab. It felt more like an excuse to rub elbows with the local research team for either good business relations or intel that required he actually show up in person.
The short teenager walked in, looking more like a preschooler than an actual trainer, and looked around at the mess around him. Some were cleaning, some were talking, and some were poking at a lump of hair in a hammock.
Maybe his fathers' sent him to bribe with some investment to such a run-down dump in exchange for a location in town.
He walked past the others who looked like either trainers or casually-dressed Aides, and stared at the hairy mass. He did what he could think of to wake a person and walked over before he tugged on the end of the hammock to loosen the nail that was holding it up.
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TG used the pokeflute of wake the F up!
Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2016 4:45 pm
Name:Tedan (Hunter) Golem: A very stereotypical female witch. Seriously, she has a pointy hat and broom... "She" is calling herself Cara Profession: The broom is still with "her" and she is a part-time trainer but works in a Pokecenter Team: Skiploom, Hawlucha, Starly, Flaaffy, Ekans
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Cara stared at the chaos of the city streets, wondering why she'd even bothered to leave work early. It wasn't like she could do much about the current situation with the Legendary hanging around up there. But she did have a job to do.
"Just deliver this, then I can go home," she muttered, shoving a random person out of her way as she tried to get through the crowds. By the time she finally found the lab she was about done with this day, the Legendary Pokemon, the Professor she was supposed to find... and y'know what, life in general. There was no way she was going to be able to do anything constructive the rest of the day with all of this going on.
Looking around, she decided instantly against trying to wake the Professor and instead placed the note on top of the dude's chest. Girl's chest? Something. Didn't really care if it fell off or not, either.
She also didn't care much about the call that someone was trying to make to the Professor, ignoring the somewhat annoying blinking that had drawn her attention in the back in the first place. All the stuff laying around was more interesting. Before even noticing the blinking message, she looked through the storage boxes to see if they were truly empty.
You are free to use or not use the starter pokemon given below currently, they can be of any stage of evolution of their line
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Being a pokemon Ranger, Diana of course, would have been familiar with a more local starting pokemon, in the form of Treecko.
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A trainer of science, the professor's tried to give Melvin a useful starting pokemon, a Mareep to light up the darkest and most unstable places.
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Poochyena indeed did bite into something but it seemed to be made out of one-hundred percent cloth and/or body hair as it had no effect on the target. It did however, release a very ripe stench of a smell that reflexively would make anyone back up a few steps.
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((OOC: yes you can have whatever stage of evolution for starters you want!))
Camilla's letter read as follows:
Dear Camilla,
What is even happening in Lumiouse City? The servers are entirely down and it has been chaos everywhere else with the pokemon storage networks down. As it is part of your journey, please check on Professor M at this disclosed location.
kuumeii
Entering the unusual password did cause most of the blaring to stop, instead, bringing up a screensaver of a very sexy lopbunny. Perhaps it was better not to ask. The message window however, was still open, and currently read the following:
Hello?
are you still there?
lol please answer
r u dead
poke me if ur dead gonna afk
Meegane
In the professor's pocket was a pokemon pager, the ones used for transportation. It was guaranteed to summon a pokemon, though which one exactly, and what that was supposed to accomplish was another story.
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Shiki, being the scavenging type, would have found a natural starting pokemon buddy with Bulbasaur
True to the unspoken rule of every Pokemon Professor, Shiki would find in the garbage a revive, a super potion (half used) and some "leftovers".
MoonKitsune
A small imp themselves, TG would have found a perfect starting pokemon companion in Chimchar
The hammock indeed collapse with little to no resistence as papers began to fly around all directions. Some documented some quite useful (if not crumpled) photos of different legendary pokemon, the most recent and newer of them of course showing Yvetal and what looked like a strange, deer-like pokemon with multi-coloured horns.
Manda
Tedan's starting pokemon, because none other would fit better, had been a Litwick
The storage boxes were mostly empty, and partially filled with a collection of things no trainer in their right mind would take. The only useful things he would find from the pile was a scratched up trainer academy hat that was home to quite a few wild Rattatas, and a ticket promising a free flight to the Alolan islands, expired last year.
Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2016 5:48 pm
[Burgler Bing] Team: Persian Mawile Klefki Salazzle Ninetales Flareon
The pokeballs were a bust. Bing frowned while she pocketed a few. She was hoping to find a poor, abandoned pokemon who would be her new friend. She would never steal a pokemon. That’s one reason why she never joined a team or a gang. Stealing someone’s pokemon was just all kinds of wrong. Rescuing an abandoned or abused pokemon was a whole different ballpark though. That was the case with her first pokemon, a Meowth. Several years ago, she used to walk by a house outside of Lavaridge and see a Meowth, starving, wet from the rain, and tied to a tree. It could’ve gotten off the leash at any time. But it was too loyal. Bing couldn’t stand seeing it in that state, and took the Meowth. It resisted as she held it tightly, clawing and biting at her. It was worth it. She nursed the pokemon back to help and won it over.
Looks like no new friends today.
The Burglar sighed then jumped up when her ears were assaulted by the blaring noise from the computer as it demanded the correct password. The noise activated her reflexes and she tried to hide. “It wasn’t me,” she blurted. Once the correct password was entered by the Bird Keeper, she relaxed a little. She became interested in the computer again now that it appeared someone other than the device’s owner had gained access to it. The inquisitive Bing slithered through the crowd and poked her up to where she could read the computer screen.
If there’s secrets being dished out, I want in on them!
She stared at the screen in anticipation. She blinked, then her eyes panned the screen as text started appearing. She waited to see if the Bird Keeper would respond.
"Tch. If I worked here, crap like this wouldn't be in this sorry of a shamble." She responded to someone nearby, motioning her head towards the slab of a professor behind them. Not to mention the smell, though that was blocked by something. Or, some people? Iyari blinked back at the few who had gathered nearby to see what she was doing, it made her feel important.
And then like a huge creep once the very sexy lopbunny appeared and made her question humanity. "..." She made a mental note to kick the Professor in the head for leaving something like that for anyone to find.
Quickly, she maximized the message window, though stared at it. What had she been expecting? A plan, a full message or something, but it looked like an instant message, and not as urgent as the title made it seem. Her eye twitched again and she felt a little foolish.
Sizing it up, she looked back and typed "not ded, what r we catching and how" and sent it, feeling her IQ might have dropped from the chatspeak, she looked back since she felt some judging eyes. "What, you could do better?" Hopefully whoever it was hadn't gone afk yet. Though, knowing her luck they were a million miles away and they'd all be stuck with Professor Furry-and-Useless.
Fia walked down the street, admiring the buildings of the city. Slowly but surely, she made her way to the professor's lab, and was a bit irate at what was in front of her when she opened the door. She was only there to deliver a package, but it didn't look that simple. Different people were around the room, trying to figure something out.
Everyone seemed to be busy, but she couldn't help but turn her attention to the blaring computer. The noise had died down quickly thanks to the people in front of it, but it still hurt her ears.
"Excuse me, but... did you guys figure out the issue with the noise?" Fia frowned. "I hope I'm not interrupting something, but the noise is uncomfortable."
Name:Tedan (Hunter) Golem: A very stereotypical female witch. Seriously, she has a pointy hat and broom... "She" is calling herself Cara Profession: The broom is still with "her" and she is a part-time trainer but works in a Pokecenter Team: Litwick (starter), Skiploom, Hawlucha, Starly, Flaaffy, Ekans
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Cara shooed the Rattatas away and pocketed the Alolan ticket, just in case she could figure out how to maybe.... Sneakily change the expiration date later on.
"Hey. Try to figure out how to call back whoever was calling," she suggested, walking up behind the crowd of people around the computer.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2016 7:12 pm
The sudden bolt of life from the professor caused the punkish looking trainer to instantly recoil her luxury ball clutched in her left hand with a prime c**k in her arm ready to toss it square at the docs head, but just as quickly as he got up he was down again.
"Well the doc ain't dead..." She turned to the side as Elio unleashed his own Poochyena to bite the professor taking the hand sanitizer squirting a bit onto her hand. "Thanks. But I'd be more worried about your Poochyena then me if it's going to bite... that..."
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Apperance: Female Punk from Sun and Moon, just a punk trainer with sweet tattoo of a purple burning skull on her left arm. Team: Vaporeon (Ixxy) Pikachu (Thor) Arcnine (Blitz and or Puppy)
"It's an artist's job to see beautiful things in what most find strange. At least, that's what I think. But, yes, I just moved to the region though. For being new and to see that apparently there are living well, legends? I am quite lucky. Most artists would kill for such a muse."
Eyes drifted over to the woman who apparently had the password to the computers and the artist let out a sigh of mild relief that all the beeping and 'hitting everything seemed to have slowed down.
"Perhaps, we should allow the miss some room." He spoke up to those gathered around the computer proper. Moving to allow her space to communicate with who was on the other end, yet close enough to read over her shoulder. "I have a hunch that the professor won't wake anytime soon." They kicked an empty beer bottle. "At all."
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2016 7:53 pm
Elio, Team Flare Grunt, Only Poochyena and Zubat because Grunt By Prof
Elio watched the scene unfold with a sort of detachment that only a grunt could feel- Like the inevitable defeat was integral to progress but none the less they were a valued stepping stone. Experience was how one did get better at least.
The smell that came from the being that was probably the professor, (or a new breed of Grimer), make him grag, sleeve going up to cover his nose. His poochyena was not so lucky however. A whine, the poor thing let go immedietly, dizzily flopping to the floor before the grunt recalled their pup.
Poison and confusion if not an outright KO. Poor guy. He'd go get him a nice bath and some puffs for his efforts.
"Well." He looked to the hero of the day, the shorter trainer.
Lure-Ranger- Charizard, Chimecho, Roselia, Azumarill, Magnemite By Prof
While everyone seemed okay with ransacking the place, and just trying to wake the suspect professor, Lure was more surprised by the second Ranger to have arrived. It wasn't uncommon for them to run into each other out in the field but in the city? Seemed that they weren't the only ones who picked a bad time to return to civilization.
"Howdy." Two singers given in a wave to their fellow, Lure's attention was diverted at the papers went flying; Well, so much for organization.
Taking a moment to scan what had been scattered, the image of a deer like pokemon caught their eye. "Now that looks like more our alley." They muttered to themselves, looking back to the other ranger. "Hey, you ever spotted something like this before?" He said, holding up the photo of the deer pokemon for the other ranger. "Lure, by the way. Just got back into town."
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2016 9:33 pm
Tamer Thackery ---
The sound that filled the entrance to the 'lab' was the loud chiming that one might attribute to a reindeer wearing sleighbells or an extremely aggressive Christmas celebrant. The source of the sound, now crawling on the floor to push his way between visitors' legs with a passing "hey" or "'scuse me" was neither of those things - just an energetic boy with what could only be described as an absolutely unnecessary cloud of Klefki hovering around him. If he'd ever even heard of a Pokeball, he wasn't showing any indication of it.
Instead of standing upright when he found a bit of free floor space, he plopped down with his hands behind his head, as though he were gazing up at the sky he couldn't see. What he could see were bits and pieces of people, the ceiling, and the occasional Klefki drifting into view, and that was fine for him.
"Hey--so what's everyone doing here?" His voice was raised enough to be heard, but not so much that it dominated the room. "Is it gonna be something fun?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2016 9:43 pm
[ Camilla Forester ] [ Roster: Delphox, Dedenne, Hawlucha, Meowstic(Female), Talonflame, and Aegislash. ] [ Current Location: Back inside near the computers. ]
It wasn't often that Camilla was outright confused, but this, this was one of her rare moments... The assistant had told her to deliver the missive to the professor, but upon reading it, it seemed to be specifically for her... Curious... Curious indeed... At least, if the letter was meant for her, then it wasn't bad that she'd read it.
Sensing Camilla's confusion, Mimi tilts her head from her position on her trainer's shoulder before running down her arm to tap the paper. It said check the Storage System didn't it? As much as the Dedenne didn't want to go back into the noisy, stench filled, 'lab', they had a job to do! "Your right Mimi, we should go back in..." she says though her tone definitely held reluctance. Finally, the missive was returned to her bag and the pare walk back inside.
Because they'd been standing off to the side, they hadn't noticed all the other people who had come into the 'lab'. It now smelled worse then before and now was getting that crowded room smell... Least the alarm had mostly stopped... "Excuse me, coming through!" she calls as she tries to navigate through the crowded, dirty, space. Finally, she makes it over to the computers and was dismayed to find Pokeballs scattered about with the machine shooting out more! No wonder the system was down!
Camilla was no Bill, but she did use the storage system often enough. For the time being, she ignored the message on screen in favor of trying to get the computer to stop firing out Pokeballs and to get the storage system back online! Unfortunately, Camilla really didn't have any idea what she was doing and was just kinda digging around through the settings and menus trying to see if there was some option she could turn off or on...
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Fia walked down the street, admiring the buildings of the city. Slowly but surely, she made her way to the professor's lab, and was a bit irate at what was in front of her when she opened the door. She was only there to deliver a package, but it didn't look that simple. Different people were around the room, trying to figure something out.
