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Post by Aldo512 on Apr 30, 2012 18:20:12 GMT -6
Fujiko made her way towards the local Pokemon lab as soon as she arrived in Dust Town. She'd been working to take a flight here (no boats for her anymore) and she wasn't going to waste any time dragging her feet. "Is anyone here?" she asked, pushing the door open and entering regardless of the answer.
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Post by dragon on Apr 30, 2012 19:22:01 GMT -6
"Come in, come in!" the Professor chimed in. She ushered the newcomer into her lab, like so many before. She closed the door behind the girl and walked her to the back of the lab. "This way please. We still have a few starters left, in the back of the lab. Trainers and coordinators pick one, breeders pick two. You can grab your gear after you've picked your starter." She added the last sentence once they were at the back of the lab, pointing out the various bags and pokedexes and other items one started with.
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Post by Aldo512 on Apr 30, 2012 19:30:03 GMT -6
"Very well than," Fujiko said with a small release of breath, reaching for one of the unopened Pokeballs and tossing it in the air. "I suppose whatever comes out of this one will do."
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Post by Bayhound on Apr 30, 2012 20:28:10 GMT -6
As the light dissipated, an odd, pink pokemon was left in its wake, standing on two feet and looking around with a critical raised brow. What on Varaia...? As it waddled around, clearly not used to it's new way of walking yet, his long tail swayed back and forth in contemplation. ...This place... would not do. He couldn't be confined here for the rest of his life, it was simply dreadful! Dusty, drab, unrefined... oh, bother. Wait! Narrowing his eyes, the pokemon dropped onto all fours and slooowly made his way to Fujiko, arching another brow and using one of his paws to stroke his chin. Perhaps... perhaps she would do. The not-so-Dopey pokemon rolled back onto his butt to ponder, his paws now forming the finger peak of evil as he looked her over, the gears in his mind churning as he plotted evilly.
"...Poke." Apparently, she was acceptable, and he shuffled over to her side as the Professor wished her good luck on her journey.
Pokemon Name: Slowpoke
Pokemon Gender: Male
Pokemon Level: 5
Pokemon Ability: Own Tempo
Pokemon Personality: Aristocratically evil, plotting, controlled chaotic, rude, persnickety, never pleased, clever, controlling, manipulative, can walk on two legs
Pokemon Moveset: Curse, Yawn, Tackle, Growl, Zen Headbutt
Pokemon HP: 24 |
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Post by Aldo512 on Apr 30, 2012 20:49:59 GMT -6
Fujiko stared at her Slowpoke for a moment before letting out a sigh. "I suppose you'll do. Let's go," she said, stopping to get a bag and Pokedex before she left the lab, her Slowpoke following along and plotting as she did.
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