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Old July 22nd, 2012, 06:34 AM
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At six feet and one inch in height Richard Ambrose already greatly laments his drop in height from six feet and three inches. One of times many cruel tricks, and not the only one he has fallen prey to. The wrinkles across his body don’t bother him so much, finding the ones spider-webbing out from his knuckles strangely fascinating, but the lines around his eyes and the corners of his mouth always catch him off guard when he looks in the mirror. His once auburn hair has turned almost entirely grey now, but he enjoys the small mercy of still retaining the majority of it, which he keeps brushed back neatly. His eyes, brown and thoughtful, can’t help but take in the other changes. Grateful that he hasn’t developed what he considers “geriatrics jowls” and still has largely the same (albeit older) face, his cheeks no longer have that youthful elasticity. His pale skin seems thinner somehow, more translucent, as if at some point his body gave up on replacing the layers it naturally sloughed off.

Reasonably attractive, especially considering his age, Richard would be a hit amongst ladies his own age (and perhaps even a little younger) if he only made the effort. Habitually clean shaven with prominent cheekbones (more prominent than he would like since he lost weight), a straight nose and warm smile he could strike the perfect image of the doting grandfather if not for his efforts to the contrary. His attempts to dress youthfully in jeans, t-shirts and baseball sneakers only highlight his age and draw pitiful looks from others, the clothes hanging too loose on him since his weight loss.

Richard Ambrose is sixty three years old. He carries himself with the physical grace and presence of someone considerably younger, but it can’t last long. Time makes fools of us all.




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Richard Lee Ambrose sighed, short and heavy, dropping the book he had been reading onto his bedside table. It was a dry text about the mythical Pandora. It was a subject he had been fascinated with for decades, and probably knew just as much about it as any ‘expert’, but it was becoming a struggle to stay interested in his favourite topic. There was just no new information, nothing he didn’t already know. When the occasional new book on Pandora was published it was a rehashing of the same old information, wild speculation with no basis in fact or a combination of the two. As a way to keep engaged with his old obsession he had considered writing his own book on Pandora for a while. He’d even managed to work out the opening chapters before he realised he was in exactly the same position as all the authors and scholars he had come to view with exhausted disdain… there was nothing left to say. The manuscript gathered dust in the attic along with other best-forgotten relics. The guitar he had never developed the dexterity to master, a broken tennis racket from his youth, the family tree he had found too depressing to complete.

Grunting he swung his legs out and dropped his feet to the floor, bracing his hands on his thighs as he raised himself to a standing position. He had always thought that when old men said their joints ached because it was going to rain was a load of trubbish, but know he knew better. He took a moment once he was on his feet to let the pain ebb away, wriggling his bare toes in the thick carpet of his bedroom. A few more years and he was going to need help getting around at this rate. A cane he could live with, there was an air of genteel sophistication about a cane provided you didn’t hunch over it like a crone. If things ever reached the point where he needed a walker he thought he just might have to end it all - the shame! Once the sensation in his joints had subsided he made his way through to the en suite, wincing as his feet slapped onto the cold tiles. He had found it refreshing once upon a time, but not anymore. After relieving himself for what felt like the fiftieth time that day he washed his hands at the sink, looking at his face in the medicine cabinet mirror. When had he gotten so old? Where had it gone - the time? What had he done with it? It was as if his life were a set of keys, set aside for just a second so you could free your hands for something else, and then when you needed them… gone. Hadn’t you just set them on the coffee table? Hadn’t you just decided you’d be sensible for a few years and save up some money before doing what you really wanted? But now the keys were gone, and so were all his chances.

He shook his head at his own reflection, it did no good to be so morose. Drying his hands he left the bathroom and walked to the kitchen. He could already tell sleep was going to play hide-and-seek with him tonight, so he set a pot of coffee to brew in the hopes it would perk him up enough to get through that awful Pandora book. He left the coffee to get on with its own business and moved into the living room, rubbing a hand across his cheeks as he did so. He would have to shave in the morning. He threw himself onto the sofa, instantly regretting the hasty move, and picked up the remote control. May as well see what was on the news while he waited for his stimulant to brew. He clicked it on and leaned back with another sigh.
 
Hello, world. My name is Arden Stone, Pokémon Professor. Now, I know that the world hasn't seen me for many years,” came the voice from the television. Richard watched the whole report through, then flicked from channel to channel so he could watch it again and again. The coffee finished brewing and went cold.


 
***



Running his fingers through his hair, Richard Lee Ambrose grumbled something obscene to himself as he glared down at the mess spread across his dining table. He was trying to put into some semblance of order every piece of information he had been able to gather on Pandora throughout his life, and the result was a librarians nightmare. Loose print-outs, notebooks in his own handwriting and text books open at seemingly random pages were spread out across the table. A lifetimes fascination with the legend of Pandora and he realised for all that he liked to think himself incredibly informed he knew so little. Now that the previously mythical place had been confirmed as real it brought everything into question. The same was true for more ‘qualified’ experts, people who somehow managed to get paid to sit around all day and think about these things, but he still felt as though his store of knowledge which he had previously thought extensive just wasn’t going to cut it. He had to, had to, present himself as an authority on Pandora. He had to be taken seriously or he would miss out on his lifelong dream. So what if he was getting on in years? He’d just had more lifetime to dream with.
Resolving to pull something together before his appointment he set back to work. It was going to be another late night… might need a pot of coffee.


***


He sat there, in the painfully uncomfortable chair, and waited. Just like he had been for two hours. Just like he would for another two, or however many it was going to take him to get in to see Mr. Jude Laughner. He had phoned his secretary, or his PA or his… whatever, weeks ago and made an appointment for today. He had arrived half an hour early, dressed in his best suit and looking the Combee’s knees, and… waited. And waited…. And waited. He knew he hadn’t been forgotten about because he had asked the young lady sitting at the desk outside Mr. Laughner’s office door.
“Mr. Laughner is very busy at the moment Mr. Ambers, and he is aware that you’re waiting. If we’re taking up too much of your time you could reschedule? No one will think any less of you if you decide to go home.” She had smiled. She was very pretty. Richard decided she had gotten his name wrong on purpose and took a strong dislike to her.

He had politely said he would wait just a little longer and sat back down. Was this some form of test, to see how serious he was about this? He’d had to state the reason for making the appointment on the phone of course, so there was no secret about why he was here. He had heard Laughner was funding people on trips to Pandora - supposedly to unearth a fantastic treasure trove. Richard intended to be one of the people Laughner selected, by hook or by krookodile.

After what seemed to be an age, the pretty receptionist (who Richard had now decided he hated) looked up from her work and with seemingly no cue from inside the office whatsoever said, “Mr. Laughner will see you now.”
Nodding an acknowledgement to her Richard got to his feet, too full of nervous energy to feel an old mans complaints, and picked up the folder of notes he had brought with him. It contained extracts from his own discarded manuscript, important notes from the works of Arden Stone, popular theories and conclusions on Pandora and even snippets of folklore and nursery rhymes that Richard suspected had more meaning behind them than it first appeared. Stepping forward he pushed open the door and stepped into the office of Jude Laughner, ready to put his dreams on the line.

He couldn’t have remembered the next forty seconds clearly even if you put him under hypnosis. They had exchanged greetings and pleasantries, Laughner had offered him a drink, he’d declined… when had he sat down? He could feel the sweat running down from his hairline and took a handkerchief from his pocket, dabbing himself dry. He needed to pull himself together or he was really going to mess this up. Get those nerves under control, this was no time to screw the poochyena. Once he felt he had himself under control, he realised Laughner had just been watching him from across his massive oak desk, waiting. It was unsettling, but Richard supposed he had been the one to make contact. He may as well start things off.

“Well Mr. Laughner, you know why I’m here. I’ve heard you’re supporting people in expeditions to Pandora and I’d like to put myself forward as a candidate. I’m something of an aficionado, you see,. On Pandora, that is.” Laughner was just sitting there, watching him. Listening. There was no indication either way as to what Laughner felt so far, or even that he felt anything. Swallowing what seemed an unholy amount of saliva, Richard plouged on, opening the folder of notes so that Laughner could see some of the contents across the table.

“As you can see, I’m quite extensively educated on the matter, which I feel would… would be an asset. For you, as it were. As an investment. There may be things on Pandora your average treasure hunter overlooks, or misunderstands, sending them in the wrong direction completely. I, on the other hand, would not. Misunderstand, I mean. I could perhaps see clues… or…”

He trailed off as Laughner held up a hand to silence him, with that same impassive lack of expression on his face. This was not going well, and why should it? Why should Laughner take a risk on an old man whose only qualification was enthusiasm? He could see now how foolish it had been to come here, how badly he was embarrassing himself. He may as well get it over with and start using the walker; crackpot old man coming through…
“Mr. Ambrose,” Laughner began. At least he got the name right. “You are not the only person with a… let’s call it “Pandora’s Brain-Box”. Your knowledge is not exclusive, though I can’t speak for your perspective, which means that I can find it elsewhere. You’re not selling me anything unique here. Why should I invest in you?”

Well, this was the end of it. His knowledge base had been the entire crux of his pitch to Laughner, without that there was no good reason to send him over anybody else. He wasn’t as young, he wouldn’t be able to move as quickly, more susceptible to illness and injury… this was pointless. He may as well give up and go home now.

…Except… if it was pointless, if the conclusion was already known, why not say his piece anyway? Even if he was laughed out of the building he could feel some measure of satisfaction in having made an attempt, a real attempt, and not just sliding away on his belly like a Grimer. Steeling himself for the rejection, Richard Lee Ambrose put himself out on a limb he was sure would snap under him.

“I care, Mr. Laughner. I grew up with the stories of Pandora and fell in love with them since the very first telling. I cared enough to read those stories more times than we have time for me to count. I cared enough to move on from the stories and start investigating the reality, the possibility, however small, that Pandora was real. Now that we know it is I just can’t… I can’t leave it at that. I care too much for that, I have to go there and see it for myself. Experience it first hand and learn the things that no one else has. You shouldn’t invest in me because of what I already know, although that will be beneficial. Invest in me because I care, invest in me because I actually want to make those discoveries for something other than a quick buck.”
“You’re not in it for the money?”
“No. I’m in it for the adventure, truth be told.”
Laughner finally cracked the smallest of smiles and leaned forwards, resting his arms on that enormous oak desk. “Well then, now we can talk.”
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Old July 22nd, 2012, 08:04 AM
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Old July 22nd, 2012, 10:08 AM
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Thank you very much for the compliment. I can't wait til we start.
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Old July 22nd, 2012, 02:39 PM
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Oh my lord, I am loving this man. Sixty-three years old? I can't say I've ever seen anyone being roleplayed as that old ever! (I think the oldest would be like... 40ish?) In any case, I very much love Richard's style and little quirks and especially those edited sayings like 'screw the Poochyena'. Haha.

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Old July 23rd, 2012, 01:23 AM
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Thank you very much! I've noticed while on these forums that a considerable majority of the characters tend to be between ten and twenty five, and I've always liked older characters, so I thought I'd go with it this time. Just a pity I couldn't get my SU finished in time to nab Slugma, would have really liked a dribbly slow slug pokemon for the old geezer. But I think an annoyingly chipper Sentret will do the trick. Looking forward to starting!
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Old July 23rd, 2012, 05:32 AM
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@Kiklion Aahh! I really like this, especially how you made Laughner resort to tick tack toe in the end. And how you made Robert talk to himself in the mirror. He had me fooled he was legit until he admitted it. COOL! Accepted!

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Loads better! Loved the fan club cameo. Great job! ;D Accepted!

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Old July 23rd, 2012, 09:14 PM
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Wow, there are some rather interesting and colourful characters in this Roleplay, I can't wait to start.

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Old July 23rd, 2012, 09:22 PM
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GEEZ ICHIRO >:(

Okay, well, I just wanted to let everyone know that whoever has been accepted may organise relationships they have with other characters. I don't mean that they knew eachother already before this trip, but before the first post, you will all have been on a ferry together for three days.

Learn names, forget names, become friends, become enemies, I don't really mind. If you don't really want to sort anything out, that's fine too.

Also, I am actually all written up and ready to start. I'm just going to wait a little while longer for any other sign ups. I'm also deciding whether I want to join also! XD

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Old July 23rd, 2012, 09:30 PM
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OMIGOSH SKYMIN. JOIN. YOUR CHARACTER AND JULIUS CAN BE LIKE GAY LOVERS BFFs UNTIL THE END OF TIME!!!!1 <3 <3 <3 <3

WE CAN SWIM TOGETHER
AND EAT TOGETHER
AND LAUGH TOGETHER
AND TRAVEL TOGETHER
AND GET LOST TOGETHER
AND BEGIN TO PANIC TOGETHER
AND STARVE TOGETHER
AND BECOME INSANE TOGETHER
AND RESORT TO CANNIBALISM TOGETHER
AND YOU GET YOUR INEDIBLE REMAINS DUMPED IN THE OCEAN TOGETHER
AND I REGRET IT TOGETHER
AND I CRY EVERY TIME I THINK ABOUT IT AS I TRY TO LOOK FOR A WAY TO GET OUT TOGETHER
AND THEN NEVER FIND THE ENTRANCE TOGETHER
AND PASS OUT FROM EXHAUSTION TOGETHER
AND FINALLY DIE PAINFULLY TOGETHER

It'll be so much fun!!!!1 xoxo <3
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Old July 23rd, 2012, 09:45 PM
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Old July 23rd, 2012, 10:03 PM
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Lol. Well anybody wanna mingle on the ship with Antonio. Ps he is straight. lol
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Old July 23rd, 2012, 10:08 PM
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My character's awfully ridiculous to understand and talk with. Anybody stuck on a ship with him for three days would surely be interesting.

If anyone's interested. Perhaps the three/four of us non GMs should mingle a bit, hm?
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Old July 23rd, 2012, 10:10 PM
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My character could talk to anyone. He might get annoyed maybe, but he could talk.
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Old July 23rd, 2012, 10:29 PM
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I'd be up for it. lol My character would try to get along with everyone!
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Old July 23rd, 2012, 11:57 PM
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GUYS THE IC IS UP I GOT BORED.

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Old July 24th, 2012, 03:53 AM
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Well Robert would be happy to talk to others but you'd have to pull him away from his work first. I'm assuming from the picture used for the village and some of the description that we arrive at night?
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Old July 24th, 2012, 04:03 AM
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Old July 24th, 2012, 04:09 AM
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Ah sorry hadn't seen that. Easily missed. Will make my post soon enough just proof reading and making some light changes.
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Old July 24th, 2012, 05:43 AM
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I'll be joining in too, BUT AS AN OBSERVER. :D

Name: Benjamin Whistler
Preferred Starter Pokémon: Rufflet
Appearance:
Benjamin is tall, lanky and extremely nerdy-like, armed with a pair of black, thick-rimmed glasses and a stutter. His hair is a nice brown, pushed upwards with a combination of his own oils in his hair and a dab of wax. His eyes are also brown, making him feel a little boring, especially with the dullness of his glasses. His complexion is fairly good, the odd pimple coming through every so often, but not often enough to be called a pizza face. His skin is pale from underuse of the sun but he thinks tans are kinda gross and would never try to get one. He has a few visible moles; one under his left eye (usually hidden by his frames) and one under his chin.

His clothes during the weekends are as lazy as he is; t-shirts, hoodies, jeans, volleys; cheap clothes that work like clothes do. No piercings, no jewellery, no visible tattoos (he does have ONE from an accidental drunken accident; a star which sits just below the neck of his t-shirt) and no weird quirks like broken teeth. During his work week though, Benjamin switches to collared polo shirts and business shirts. Maybe a tie. Shined shoes, tight belt, pressed pants; Benjamin likes to look his best in the eyes of his co-workers and boss. His hair usually stays the same 99% of the time (the only other time it looks different is when he sleeps).
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'... because of the witness' heavy involvement in the case, his statement was withdrawn and the defendant was released this afternoon. Meanwhile, his Houndoom, nicknamed 'Skulls', remains in custody after he tried to escape. Fortunately, Law Enforcement's Growlithe Squad...'

"What are you doing, Whistler?"

Benjamin quickly whipped his head around, like he did when he heard his name. He went by a few names around here; Ben, Benny, Benji, Benny-Boy, Boner Ben, Butt-face... the list went on. And on. Benjamin never paid much attention to it. He wasn't sure if it was a sign of friendship or it was degrading.

"Wr-writing an article," Benjamin looked at his computer then back to Gregory Dawson. Though, everybody called him Greg. When he didn't interrupt or respond, Benjamin tried to explain himself with hand gestures, "f-for the Skulls case. Y'know, th-the robber with the H-Houndoom."

"I know what you're talking about, Whistler. But, what are you doing?" The emphasis on the what made Benjamin confused. Didn't he just say?

"Writing the, the p--"

"Whistler," Gregory slapped a hand on the desk. "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"No sir, no sir," Benjamin shook his head violently.

"Why are you letting the editor boss you around?"

"What do you mean?"

"Ugh, don't worry," Gregory threw his hands in the air and started to walk off. "You know, you could write the entire paper if everyone asked you to write their articles too. Do you even get paid?"

"What?"

"Benny-Boy!" The editor boomed across the cubicles, his arms spread like he was expecting a hug and a cigar firmly gripped in his teeth. He was a fat man, no one could deny it. He was also very smelly, very lazy and sometimes, acted like he was very rich. He might have been, but he certainly didn't dress like it. "Benjamin Whistler, just the boy who I want to see."

"Good luck," Gregory skulked off, slapping Benjamin quite hard on the back. He fell forward, his face hittng the keyboard.

'...he tried to escape. Fortunately, Law Enforcement's Growlithe Squad quickly aprehended the subject anskfnsdkfsldkfdaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa eeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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"You right, Benny?" The editor also slapped Benjamin on the back but thanks to the last attack, he was a little more prepared.

"Yes sir, yes sir. F-fine sir," Benjamin pushed his glasses back up his nose and looked up at the ugly face of his editor. The cigar wasn't even lit, the editor was just sucking on it.

"Good! Good boy," The editor grinned, pulling the cigar out of his mouth. "Now, Benny, listen, how long have you been working here?"

"Uh," it had been two years, three months and six days. He hadn't been counting, he had just done the math. That's all, "ab-about two years, s-sir."

"And in all of that time," the editor's voice was unusually loud, like he was annoucing something to the entire team. Nobody really bothered to listen; it wasn't unnatural for the editor to try and pull everyone's attention away from whatever they were doing. Benjamin had seen it as well, only last week had he almost shouted that Joseph was getting a payrise for the great front-page article he had written. Benjamin wasn't sure whether he was boasting or trying to encourage people to work. Whatever it was, Benjamin knew something good was going to follow. If it was bad news, the editor would have pulled him into his office to yell at him or that toothy grin wouldn't have been painted across his face, "have you ever had an oppourtunity to really, really shine?"

"W-well sir, I did write your fr-front page article l-last w-we--"

"No, I didn't think so! Benjamin Whistle, I'd to give you something you can really sink your teeth in, how does that sound?"

"What d-do you mean, s-sir?"

The editor pulled up a seat next to Benjamin, his stench becoming far more pronouced, and lowered his voice to the usual speaking level. Was this whispering for the editor?

"Benny, have you heard... of Pandora?"

"Yes-yes-yes sir," who hadn't? Pandora was the Santa Claus of mysteries. As a child, you wanted to believe in it all. That this place had been rebuilt by Pokémon, that there was enough gold there to let you live as a trillionaire forever. And, of course, Benjamin had also heard of Dr. Stone's death and his annoucement. It had been everywhere. It was a dumb question really. "What about it?"

"Well, Benny-Boy, on the other side of that door," the editor nodded towards his office door, "is a great man and a very, very old friend of mine. The great explorer, Jude Laughner. Heard of him?"

"Yes s-sir," also a dumb question. Jude Laughner was the most famous explorer in the world. That was like asking if Benjamin knew what a Pikachu was. He worked in journalism and reading and writing was what Benjamin did.

"Well, Jude has offered me an oppourtunity. A fantastic oppourtunity, in fact. He wants me, legendary reporter, journalist, editor and writer, Harry Johnson, to record the events going on in Pandora while he sends a team of variously skilled people to find this 'treasure'," the editor seemed pretty excited about it. Too excited. Fake excited. "Unfortunately, Benny, I have a wife. Two darling sons. A family. As much as I would want to wisk myself away to an adventure island, I just can't. So, Benny, I want you to go."

"M-me?" The idea was a little confusing to Benjamin. He wasn't his best writer but the editor often had him writing stories that he was meant to write. Of course, Benjamin had always thought he did this because he was intern. Like, it was his moral obligation to kiss the editor's ass. Benjamin didn't question it though; oppourtunities are what kept interns alive.

"Yes, Benny. Right now, I need you to go talk to Jude," the editor pulled Benjamin out of his chair and pushed him along the hall. "He's a nice guy, just don't get on his bad side." The editor pushed him again, this time Benjamin hit the wall directly next to the editor's office. He could feel his heart starting to beat rapidly. "You can't disappoint me, Benji. If you get this, you could write a book. Hell, you could even find the treasure. Then we'd-- you'd be rich!" Another thrust of the editor and Benjamin was flat against the door. Man, he had no physical strength at all.

"Get in there!"

Rubbing his neck, Benjamin opened the door, went inside and closed it behind him. He exhaled then turned around to see a Mr. Jude Laughner sitting behind the editor's desk, typing on his computer. Laughner looked up, looking a little confused but didn't object to Benjamin's presence.

"Please, sit," he said, motioning to the guest chair in front of the desk. Benjamin complied and sat, his eyes darting everywhere but Laughner's eyes. He felt too scared to talk. Too scared to breathe. Was this what it felt like to be star struck? "Now, uh, who are you?"

"B-Benj-jamin Whis-Whistler," Benjamin felt a lot more stuttery than usual. Well, not stuttery. Benjamin usually referred to his stutter as 'repeating words'. "B-Benjamin Whistler, s-sir."

"Right, so where is the editor?"

"U-uh?" Laughner laughed at Benjamin's response.

"Rat bastard," when Benjamin's face grew more confused, Laughner waved his hand. "No, don't worry about it. Anyways, Benjamin, as you may know, I'm looking for a writer for this expedition. I'm sending a bunch of people to Pandora to try and find this treasure. You know the one I'm talking about?"

"Y-y-yes, yes, yes sir."

"That makes things easier. Good. And don't sir me, you're making me feel old. Call me Jude, alright?" he chuckled again. "I need a writer to write about everything they see. Clues, funny symbols, historical monuments; I need this all. This person is expected to keep a journal on them at all times, take pictures, y'know. The whole shebang."

"Yes sir- Uh, Jude sir."

"Right. Do you think you could do that for me, Benjamin? I guess because you're in here, ol' Harry thinks you're prime material. That's a good sign, he knows a good writer when he sees one. And you're young too, you can get around on this island. You need to be ready for everything. You understand?"

"Yes, of c-c-course, Mr. J-Jude, sir."

"Good," Laughner took a swig of his bottle of water. Was it water? "You could become very rich and famous at the end of this. A book? A documentary? You'd certainly be out of a small newspaper like this. Would you like that?"

"V-very much s-s-s-so, sir. Yes, yes sir."

"Very good, Benjamin. And, as a gift or something," Laughner tossed a backpack over at Benjamin as he stood up to leave. Benjamin peered inside. There seemed to be the bare essentials in here, plus a very nice camera, a leather bound notebook and some pens. And... was that? Was that a full PokéBall? No way, "here is a bag with what you need. I suspect you may need to do some planning and prior reading, Benjamin. It's going to be a long trip!"

Benjamin stood up as Laughner opened the door. His mouth had finally found confidence.

"Thank y-you so much, s-sir for giving, giving me this oppourt-tunity. I, I promise not, not to let y-you down," Laughner put a hand up to silence the boy.

"You are most welcome. I'm sure you deserve this. Good luck," and with that, Laughner exited and walked down the hall. The editor was there almost the very second that Laughner's footsteps could not be heard any longer.

"You did it!! You did it, boy!! We're gonna be rich!!!"
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