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Pokemon "Nuz-Unlocked" Challenge
-The Lynette Diaries-
-The Lynette Diaries-
Hello, everybody, this is obviously a fan-fiction chronicle of a challenge my friends and I are currently doing. (Find all the information at our blog linked here.) I will post a copy of all of the rules under the spoilers below. I will be using this forum to post my character, Lynette's adventure, as well as the blog. Please comment any suggestions, especially in terms of the writing style or about the challenge itself.
Heck, I've never written one of these before. Am I missing anything? Ehm, anyway, I guess I'll start with today. Yep, My 21st birthday. So much happened today it's difficult to recall how it all began. I guess it was a fairly normal day, how cliche, huh? I woke up, dragged myself to the shower and really threw on my makeup as methodically as always. I could tell today was going to be different, though. You get that... that feeling. My day had just arrived today. I knew it. Anyway, as I placed the last of my blush delicately on as I normally had, a doorbell resonated through my house. Thank Arceus I had already put on my clothing. I stumbled through the only room in my house on the second floor: my bedroom. I would describe it if I could, I mean, I cannot for the life of me remember the color of the floor. I think it would be quaint if it wasn't littered with all of my stuff. Old clothes that I didn't need anymore, posters of my favorite bands hiding the walls, you know. Teenage stuff. Anyway, I shuffled downstairs as quickly as I could as another bell resonated. "I'M COMING!" my voice sounded hoarse like it did every morning. The rest of my house isn't very impressive, either. Imagine the smallest apartment ever. You know, maybe a 10x10 foot room, and a very small kitchen nearby. That's exactly what the first floor is, just with a bedroom shoved on top. Again, I don't really bother to clean the rooms, I'm a single twenty-- erm-- twenty-ONE year-old-girl who lives alone! What's my motivation?
The doorbell rang a third time. The door wasn't far from the stairs so I could just reach for it. "You, sir need to just hold your ponytas." I could tell my voice was too low for him to hear, but something made me pray he had heard it. I mean, 3 chimes in 3 minutes is pretty ridiculous. I opened it to a boy -- postman, to be more exact. He seemed to stiffen as the door creaked open. Strangely, I knew this was no regular delivery. Usually, he'd toss the package on my door front and be on his way, but the important deliveries always required some sort of signature or something. Some proof that I had received whatever it was. I wasn't wrong either. It was hard to see if he was nervous; the sun blocked his face, but with a single clear of the throat, he proceeded with an obviously predetermined speech
"Congratulations, Lynette DePouilles, on your submission to the Pokemon League Board of Directors. Your request has been placed into careful evaluation and after these long months, the Board has reviewed many cases similar to yours. We at the Institute of Humane Treatment of Pokemon have also read through your records and feel no other decision than to grant you your request. I have been sent today in order to personally recognize and witness your entrance into the League as this step is one that every trainer must recognize is an important decision and measure to take."
His voice trailed off into some sort of spiel on the "danger and responsibility" each trainer must recognize and the such. This moment is huge for any young hopeful. It is the passing into adulthood. So why was mine so bitter-sweet? I wasn't exactly anxious to receive recognition, nor was I able to feel very accomplished. In fact, I wasn't ready to take this step yet. Most of it probably had something to do with my father. I just can't talk about him right now. every fiber of my being was nervous: almost terrified. As he continued speaking, my heart sunk even deeper. My eyes welled up. I knew I had no other decision than to leave for my journey, I mean, I was being evicted. The issue always led back to my father though...
Finally, the man stopped talking, and he shot this polite, congratulatory smile at me and handed me two things: first was a small, clean piece of illuminated plastic. That plastic was my license, my lifeline. It allowed me the ability to train, own, and battle pokemon. My very own Trainer Card. I hated that picture on the card, but I suppose everyone does. That didn't catch my eye, however.
In his other hand was a single, familiar orb. That shiny, unmistakable gleam was obviously a Pokeball. A single pokeball. My eyebrows furrowed, but I grabbed the two objects. "Why is there only one?" My confusion voiced itself, though I couldn't remove my eyes from it. Everywhere I had always heard of allowed a choice of three pokemon, usually that trio of elements.
"Actually, I have 5 more for you, but they're all empty... Recently there has been a shortage of pokemon... There have been all these laws to contain the extinction of them. Haven't you heard? Well, one of those laws is that every new trainer is given a predetermined pokemon to begin with. One that will easily be controlled."
Actually, I HAD heard of the shortage. The main, most controversial law was the one about how every trainer could only catch or kill a single pokemon on each route. Cameras watched across the entire world, constantly monitoring the trainers' every movements. The only place that was safe was where you lived, but I no longer had that luxury. I thanked the man and he went on his way. My heart skipped a beat as I released my very first pokemon from its ball. A flash of light blinded me...
The Universal Rules
Spoiler:
The Rules
Our list of complete and official rules are as follows:
1. If a pokemon faints, it is dead, and must be released
a. Starters are permaboxed
2. Only the first pokemon on a route may be caught
a. Shiny Clause
3. All caught pokemon must be named.
a. All pokemon must be differently named.
i. Dead pokemon's names may not be used.
4. Legendaries may not be used.
5. A game is considered "Locked" until the elite four is defeated, at which point it shall be considered "Unlocked"
a. Heart Gold and Soul Silver must defeat Red
6. Locked games may only trade +/- 3 levels with other Locked games, and these must be used through the game. Unlocked games may trade freely to other Unlocked games.
7. Unlocked games are exempt from Rule 2.
8. Only one copy of a game can be used to complete the challenge.
9. Time may not be altered and must start at the real time (MST).
10. Gender of the player must be opposite to the real person's gender.
a. This excludes grandfathered games.
11. Feebas must be obtained by fishing in D/P/Pl.
a. Feebas will be hacked into Emerald only after it has been obtained this way.
12. Spiritomb must be obtained via underground.
13. Fossil pokemon must be obtained via fossils.
14. Drifloon must be obtained via once every Friday.
15. Vespiquen must be obtained via honey tree female combee.
16. Mythicals will be preloaded, but will be obtained legitimately.
a. Mew will be obtained during the challenge via Pokemon Ranch
17. Players may add in their own special rules if they choose.
18. Teamwork is always awesome.
19. A blog will be kept of awesomeness from all participants detailing important fights, deaths, and catches.
Our list of complete and official rules are as follows:
1. If a pokemon faints, it is dead, and must be released
a. Starters are permaboxed
2. Only the first pokemon on a route may be caught
a. Shiny Clause
3. All caught pokemon must be named.
a. All pokemon must be differently named.
i. Dead pokemon's names may not be used.
4. Legendaries may not be used.
5. A game is considered "Locked" until the elite four is defeated, at which point it shall be considered "Unlocked"
a. Heart Gold and Soul Silver must defeat Red
6. Locked games may only trade +/- 3 levels with other Locked games, and these must be used through the game. Unlocked games may trade freely to other Unlocked games.
7. Unlocked games are exempt from Rule 2.
8. Only one copy of a game can be used to complete the challenge.
9. Time may not be altered and must start at the real time (MST).
10. Gender of the player must be opposite to the real person's gender.
a. This excludes grandfathered games.
11. Feebas must be obtained by fishing in D/P/Pl.
a. Feebas will be hacked into Emerald only after it has been obtained this way.
12. Spiritomb must be obtained via underground.
13. Fossil pokemon must be obtained via fossils.
14. Drifloon must be obtained via once every Friday.
15. Vespiquen must be obtained via honey tree female combee.
16. Mythicals will be preloaded, but will be obtained legitimately.
a. Mew will be obtained during the challenge via Pokemon Ranch
17. Players may add in their own special rules if they choose.
18. Teamwork is always awesome.
19. A blog will be kept of awesomeness from all participants detailing important fights, deaths, and catches.
My Personal Rules
Spoiler:
1. I may never train past the next gym's highest level pokemon.
a. If the Elite Four is my next target, then the CHAMPION'S highest level pokemon will be used for this rule.
2. I may only ever use items if it is OUTSIDE of battle. I may not cure poison unless it is with a move/ability.
2. I may only ever use items if it is OUTSIDE of battle. I may not cure poison unless it is with a move/ability.
3. If a pokemon "survived the poison," then it is considered killed.
4. If my party is wiped, then I lose. Do not pass "Go," do not collect $200.
5. My starter is perma-boxed after I catch my first pokemon. The original "first route" rule is null and void until after I get my first pokemon (which must be the first one I see).
6. If at any point I may not continue the game due to lack of HM users, I lose.
6.9. BE AWESOME.
7. Areas with multiple floors do not count as multiple areas. One catch only in each cave.
8. Gift pokemon do not count as my first catch. Pokemon such as Zorua (anything that gains boosted xp and is received for free) will be perma-boxed.
9. I MAY trade with people in game, but only if I have received the trading pokemon as my first catch on any given route. (I cannot use perma-boxed pokemon as trade material).
10. No Ubers. (though they still count as my first catch as long as they are an earlier form of it.)
11. NO REPEATS. I know I know, not TRUE nuzlocke. But I've beaten myself up enough earlier with all those rules, so I don't want to get bored with 5 pidgeys in SoulSilver. If I encounter a repeat, it is not considered my first encounter.
Lynette's Diary
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Entry: The First (Prologue)
Heck, I've never written one of these before. Am I missing anything? Ehm, anyway, I guess I'll start with today. Yep, My 21st birthday. So much happened today it's difficult to recall how it all began. I guess it was a fairly normal day, how cliche, huh? I woke up, dragged myself to the shower and really threw on my makeup as methodically as always. I could tell today was going to be different, though. You get that... that feeling. My day had just arrived today. I knew it. Anyway, as I placed the last of my blush delicately on as I normally had, a doorbell resonated through my house. Thank Arceus I had already put on my clothing. I stumbled through the only room in my house on the second floor: my bedroom. I would describe it if I could, I mean, I cannot for the life of me remember the color of the floor. I think it would be quaint if it wasn't littered with all of my stuff. Old clothes that I didn't need anymore, posters of my favorite bands hiding the walls, you know. Teenage stuff. Anyway, I shuffled downstairs as quickly as I could as another bell resonated. "I'M COMING!" my voice sounded hoarse like it did every morning. The rest of my house isn't very impressive, either. Imagine the smallest apartment ever. You know, maybe a 10x10 foot room, and a very small kitchen nearby. That's exactly what the first floor is, just with a bedroom shoved on top. Again, I don't really bother to clean the rooms, I'm a single twenty-- erm-- twenty-ONE year-old-girl who lives alone! What's my motivation?
The doorbell rang a third time. The door wasn't far from the stairs so I could just reach for it. "You, sir need to just hold your ponytas." I could tell my voice was too low for him to hear, but something made me pray he had heard it. I mean, 3 chimes in 3 minutes is pretty ridiculous. I opened it to a boy -- postman, to be more exact. He seemed to stiffen as the door creaked open. Strangely, I knew this was no regular delivery. Usually, he'd toss the package on my door front and be on his way, but the important deliveries always required some sort of signature or something. Some proof that I had received whatever it was. I wasn't wrong either. It was hard to see if he was nervous; the sun blocked his face, but with a single clear of the throat, he proceeded with an obviously predetermined speech
"Congratulations, Lynette DePouilles, on your submission to the Pokemon League Board of Directors. Your request has been placed into careful evaluation and after these long months, the Board has reviewed many cases similar to yours. We at the Institute of Humane Treatment of Pokemon have also read through your records and feel no other decision than to grant you your request. I have been sent today in order to personally recognize and witness your entrance into the League as this step is one that every trainer must recognize is an important decision and measure to take."
His voice trailed off into some sort of spiel on the "danger and responsibility" each trainer must recognize and the such. This moment is huge for any young hopeful. It is the passing into adulthood. So why was mine so bitter-sweet? I wasn't exactly anxious to receive recognition, nor was I able to feel very accomplished. In fact, I wasn't ready to take this step yet. Most of it probably had something to do with my father. I just can't talk about him right now. every fiber of my being was nervous: almost terrified. As he continued speaking, my heart sunk even deeper. My eyes welled up. I knew I had no other decision than to leave for my journey, I mean, I was being evicted. The issue always led back to my father though...
Finally, the man stopped talking, and he shot this polite, congratulatory smile at me and handed me two things: first was a small, clean piece of illuminated plastic. That plastic was my license, my lifeline. It allowed me the ability to train, own, and battle pokemon. My very own Trainer Card. I hated that picture on the card, but I suppose everyone does. That didn't catch my eye, however.
In his other hand was a single, familiar orb. That shiny, unmistakable gleam was obviously a Pokeball. A single pokeball. My eyebrows furrowed, but I grabbed the two objects. "Why is there only one?" My confusion voiced itself, though I couldn't remove my eyes from it. Everywhere I had always heard of allowed a choice of three pokemon, usually that trio of elements.
"Actually, I have 5 more for you, but they're all empty... Recently there has been a shortage of pokemon... There have been all these laws to contain the extinction of them. Haven't you heard? Well, one of those laws is that every new trainer is given a predetermined pokemon to begin with. One that will easily be controlled."
Actually, I HAD heard of the shortage. The main, most controversial law was the one about how every trainer could only catch or kill a single pokemon on each route. Cameras watched across the entire world, constantly monitoring the trainers' every movements. The only place that was safe was where you lived, but I no longer had that luxury. I thanked the man and he went on his way. My heart skipped a beat as I released my very first pokemon from its ball. A flash of light blinded me...
(The Entry Continues on the next page.)