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Post by Ryuusei Von Dragmire on Jul 22, 2012 0:09:30 GMT -6
It was indeed a nice day, the sun up high in the sky and birds chirping their songs on such a nice day, though the unexpected rainclouds meant that a storm was begining to brew in the vicinity.
The stormthat was aproaching was nothing in comparison to the man that just arrived in Dust town, riding a moped, and listening to ACDC on his way to the pokemon lab where he would get that first pokemon, He was known as Ryuusei Von Dragmire, or as he could roughly translate it, 'Evil King of the Shooting Star', but lets face it... he isn't that fussy about names these days.
Ryuusei managed to find the pokemon lab and park his moped, hiding it in the bushes to ensure nobody found and stole it from right under his nose. The costume he was wearing today was the guise of Valkenhayn R. Hellsing, though he dispensed with the alias of which he was disguised for his proper name upon entering the lab in his normal attire, having the costume pin on him return to the normal guise that was his Ghirahim costume.
"Hello, is anyone here? if you are, then please know that I am here to obtain a pokemon." Ryuusei said, his curiosity piqued like a wolf who's senses were honed on the many books on display, all of which he could read as though they were some fascinating novel that was waiting to be read.
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Post by Professor Conifer on Jul 28, 2012 22:55:51 GMT -6
Curious how quickly a nice day could turn around and produce clouds so dark and gray it made you want to crawl into bed and avoid the world, wasn't it? Unfortunately for Conifer, she couldn't take that luxury and hole herself away for some privacy. There were people here that counted on her, as well as pokemon. Not to forget the machinery. Speaking of, when the... man... boyish man? Came into the lab, she was only allowed a brief glance over her shoulder towards the door before her eyes went back to the machines.
"Oh. Well then, please do come in. I'm not too far in. Ranny, would you mind checking the generator?" Suddenly, a large, blue dog-like pokemon made her way towards the door this new arrival was blocking. Head low. Very unamused. Without so much of a huff, she shoved past the human, one of her ribbons pushing his back and sending him walking towards Conifer. Once she heard his footsteps, she began her routine speech.
"There are six pokemon set up in this pen - three mystery balls on a podium near them. Racers and Trainers may choose one partner, and Breeders and Coordinators may choose two. Only one mystery ball per person, and once you choose a partner, you cannot go back. Also, when you pick your items, there is an item there by the name of a Victory Scarf. Those are for Breeders only." |
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Post by Ryuusei Von Dragmire on Sept 21, 2012 21:45:19 GMT -6
"I shall happily accept one of the three Mystery Pokemon in the mystery balls and see where it will lead me in fulfilling the research on the Alpha Pokemon." Ryuusei said contemplating his choices, then placed the palm of his hand on the center ball. he was clearly embarrased that he was doing this sort of thing, in fact, he was further foolish because he had never knew of the existance of such a rare strain of pokemon like the one that passed by him.
{"I feel a faint response of warmth from this one. Could be the off-chance of it being a legend, pseudo-legend, or rare... But it might also be common, which is also the possibility... I pray that what I find in this ball is suitable to my tastes."} Ryuusei said to himself, he was clearly focused on that center mystery ball, then firmly grasping at the ball with said hand, lifted it from its podium. "I shall take this one and see what I might get, after all... What's a little fun without the risk of getting bad odds." Ryuusei said to the prof. the mystery ball clutched firmly in his hand, feeling the warmth of the ball flowing into his hand.
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Post by Professor Conifer on Oct 4, 2012 21:28:48 GMT -6
The pokeball opened and released a beam of light that began to take a more solid form. Even as the Pokemon within was still taking form, it's stink began to fill the room, forcing Professor Conifer to cover up her nose. Looking around curiously, the Grimer saw her new trainer and ran (or rather, slid) towards him cheerfully, latching onto his leg as she reached him. "Grim!" she said happily, hugging her trainer as hard as she could. "It looks like you two are off to a good start already," Conifer said, trying to avoid smelling the stink Grimer was giving off as she spoke. "Now then, if you'd please, we just have some items for you to take with you and then you can be off."  Pokemon Name: Grimer Gender: Female Pokemon Personality: Affectionate, easily jealous, afraid of heights Pokemon Ability: Sticky Hold Pokemon Health: 23 Pokemon Level: 5 Move Roster: Poison Gas, Pound, Harden, Lick Bags:      Bag Items:  X5  X5  x3  x2  x3  Pokedexes:         |
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Post by Ryuusei Von Dragmire on Oct 4, 2012 22:46:12 GMT -6
Ryuusei had not chosen wrongly, this was the best choice he made by far. it was clear to the prof. to cover her nose when the Grimer came out, But Ryuusei wasn't phased by the stink at all, having no accute sense of smell to register the stench.
He simply grabed a backpack, the White Pokedex, and the items, sticking the items and pokedex into the bag. He then patted the female grimer with a gentle hand, and placed it back in the ball. "Thank you very much, I hope the time comes when all my Research comes to fruition. Assuming that no danger befalls the region." Ryuusei said in a calm voice, noding to the prof. that the grimer was tucked away in its ball.
"I take my leave, farewell." Ryuusei said, exiting the lab without delay, and taking his Moped out of the bush, and as he left -Pokemon and item filled bag in tow, and disguised as Hazama for a form of irony- the storm came.
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