Sean Brunelle
![[PokeCommunity.com] Hoenn Hard-Mode! [PokeCommunity.com] Hoenn Hard-Mode!](https://i614.photobucket.com/albums/tt228/Labyrinth1/Pokemon/pokeball.png)
![[PokeCommunity.com] Hoenn Hard-Mode! [PokeCommunity.com] Hoenn Hard-Mode!](https://i614.photobucket.com/albums/tt228/Labyrinth1/Pokemon/pokeball.png)
![[PokeCommunity.com] Hoenn Hard-Mode! [PokeCommunity.com] Hoenn Hard-Mode!](https://i614.photobucket.com/albums/tt228/Labyrinth1/Pokemon/pokeball.png)
![[PokeCommunity.com] Hoenn Hard-Mode! [PokeCommunity.com] Hoenn Hard-Mode!](https://i614.photobucket.com/albums/tt228/Labyrinth1/Pokemon/pokeball.png)
![[PokeCommunity.com] Hoenn Hard-Mode! [PokeCommunity.com] Hoenn Hard-Mode!](https://i614.photobucket.com/albums/tt228/Labyrinth1/Pokemon/pokeball.png)
![[PokeCommunity.com] Hoenn Hard-Mode! [PokeCommunity.com] Hoenn Hard-Mode!](https://i614.photobucket.com/albums/tt228/Labyrinth1/Pokemon/pokeball.png)
The Journey Begins - Littleroot Town
Sean looked up at the Swellow, who was now ascending to carry it's rider back to where they had came from. That rider, of course, was his friend Robert - often just Rob - who had offered him a ride to Littleroot Town after hearing the news of him being selected to become a Trainer. Like most people would, Sean took the offer. He didn't have any other way of getting to the town, with Rusturf Tunnel blocking one route there and the ocean blocking the other. Otherwise, he would have to travel through the wilderness, which was almost impossible with the foliage being so dense. And he could encounter anything out there. It was all around a bad idea.
Rob had left with a simple phrase, "good luck." He hoped he didn't need luck, but with the world being the way it was, even the best Trainers did. That worrying thought would be one he would carry for a while, but he still would continue his journey.
No regrets. Right. This was what he had wanted to do since childhood.
He looked on at Littleroot Town. What he saw suprised him, now that he could get a full, complete sight of it. He never imagined that there was a place even more bland and boring than Verdanturf. The latter, at least, had a cave, a Pokemon Center and Mart, as well as an interesting route nearby. Aside from that, though, Verdanturf was grass and houses. Littleroot was just that. Even the Route nearby looked bland. Sean shrugged, at least he would be leaving this place soon enough. He just needed to head down to the lab and receive his partner, and he could be gone whenever he wanted to be.
He tried to take a step closer to the lab, but in front of him was a short little girl, no older than seven or eight. Her long brown hair was formed into pigtails, and she sported a cute yellow dress. She looked up into Sean's eyes and spoke eagerly. "Are you one of the new Trainers? Want me to show you to the Professor man's lab?"
Sean sighed. He could literally see the laboratory from where he was standing, but it seemed like accepting would make the girl really happy. He couldn't help doing things that made people happy, often even when he really didn't want to do whatever the task was. So he accepted the girl's kind offer and began to trek (really just a nice stroll, but the girl was making a huge thing out of it) towards where Professor Birch wanted him.
She began to point out every little detail, showing him every little house and thing that had any importance to her. At one point, she even said "And this is the patch of grass where I saw Professor Birch in person for the first time... isn't that neat?" Sean was getting slightly annoyed, as he just wanted to get there and receive his Pokemon, but the girl seemed really nice and he didn't want to upset her. He didn't say anything. After what felt like an eternity, they finally got there.
"And we're here!" she said with just as much energy as she had when the walk began much earlier. Sean really didn't know how you could take so long to travel such a short distance, but it just kind of happened. He thanked the girl halfheartedly, as he really wished it didn't take as long, but she didn't notice. The girl just bolted off at a high speed.
"If only she could have been that fast on the way here..." Sean spoke to no one in particular. Excited, he pushed open the door to the lab and saw Professor Birch in the back, looking at some papers under a lamp. It was like he wasn't expecting anybody - which he wasn't, but Sean didn't know that at the time. He cleared his throat to get the attention of the Professor.
Startled, he turned around and sent the papers off his desk with his arm. "Oh!" he said. "Uhh... aren't you one of the people that I was supposed to give a Pokemon to? But I already gave out my five... hold on," And just like that, he turned back around and looked at his small stack of toppled papers. He pulled out the one on the bottom, a document of some sort. He looked even more startled than before!
"Oh!" he said once again, as Sean made a mental note that the Professor had taken a liking to saying the word oh. Actually, he didn't know if that was technically a word. It probably wasn't... another mental note. "I accepted six trainers? Uhh... everyone else already came and took the ones I set out, I'll see if I can find a spare Pokemon for you." And right after that, the Professor (who so far, seemed pretty unprofessional to Sean - how ironic, he thought) began opening shelves left and right, as if he would find a Pokemon in there. Somehow he did. In a high shelf near the entrance, Professor Birch pulled out a rogue Poke Ball and tossed it to Sean, who didn't really see it as he was deep in thought about why he would just leave that lying and abandoned. It seemed kind of cruel. But because of this, the ball bounced off his arm and onto the ground, releasing the Pokemon inside. Sean had never seen this species before.
It was a short little black creature with stubby hands and feet, and it wore a yellow "cloak" lined with orange that formed a triangular shape around it's head. The Pokemon had sky blue eyes and a large mouth.
The Pokemon looked at Sean, who looked right back at her.
"Ah, it's a Snorunt," Professor Birch said. "Ice type. Can evolve into Glalie or Froslass."
Sean picked up his new Pokemon and raised her to about eye level, so they were looking right at eachother. "You're kinda cute," he said, "I think we'll be good together." He had seen Glalie and Froslass before in televised Pokemon battles. Although Glalie kind of freaked him out, he did admire Froslass. The young Pokemon cried in excitement. The Professor smiled.
"Well, uhh, good luck out there," said the Professor. As he pointed to the desk at the back, he said "Here are some Poke Balls and a Poke-"
Before he could finish, Sean took the items off the desk and ran out, saying nothing but "thanks". He really didn't have the time for this, he wanted to get out and on his journey. It seemed like he was already late. But one thing made him question his motives - everyone saying "good luck". Was it really going to come down to luck? Why does everyone need to say that?
Did he really want to do this?
Of course, he thought, and shook that idea from his mind. Verdanturf can't control what I think anymore. And he began to once again run towards the Route to the north, with his Snorunt barely managing to keep up behind him.
Now if only he knew what the Pokedex was.
Sean looked up at the Swellow, who was now ascending to carry it's rider back to where they had came from. That rider, of course, was his friend Robert - often just Rob - who had offered him a ride to Littleroot Town after hearing the news of him being selected to become a Trainer. Like most people would, Sean took the offer. He didn't have any other way of getting to the town, with Rusturf Tunnel blocking one route there and the ocean blocking the other. Otherwise, he would have to travel through the wilderness, which was almost impossible with the foliage being so dense. And he could encounter anything out there. It was all around a bad idea.
Rob had left with a simple phrase, "good luck." He hoped he didn't need luck, but with the world being the way it was, even the best Trainers did. That worrying thought would be one he would carry for a while, but he still would continue his journey.
No regrets. Right. This was what he had wanted to do since childhood.
He looked on at Littleroot Town. What he saw suprised him, now that he could get a full, complete sight of it. He never imagined that there was a place even more bland and boring than Verdanturf. The latter, at least, had a cave, a Pokemon Center and Mart, as well as an interesting route nearby. Aside from that, though, Verdanturf was grass and houses. Littleroot was just that. Even the Route nearby looked bland. Sean shrugged, at least he would be leaving this place soon enough. He just needed to head down to the lab and receive his partner, and he could be gone whenever he wanted to be.
He tried to take a step closer to the lab, but in front of him was a short little girl, no older than seven or eight. Her long brown hair was formed into pigtails, and she sported a cute yellow dress. She looked up into Sean's eyes and spoke eagerly. "Are you one of the new Trainers? Want me to show you to the Professor man's lab?"
Sean sighed. He could literally see the laboratory from where he was standing, but it seemed like accepting would make the girl really happy. He couldn't help doing things that made people happy, often even when he really didn't want to do whatever the task was. So he accepted the girl's kind offer and began to trek (really just a nice stroll, but the girl was making a huge thing out of it) towards where Professor Birch wanted him.
She began to point out every little detail, showing him every little house and thing that had any importance to her. At one point, she even said "And this is the patch of grass where I saw Professor Birch in person for the first time... isn't that neat?" Sean was getting slightly annoyed, as he just wanted to get there and receive his Pokemon, but the girl seemed really nice and he didn't want to upset her. He didn't say anything. After what felt like an eternity, they finally got there.
"And we're here!" she said with just as much energy as she had when the walk began much earlier. Sean really didn't know how you could take so long to travel such a short distance, but it just kind of happened. He thanked the girl halfheartedly, as he really wished it didn't take as long, but she didn't notice. The girl just bolted off at a high speed.
"If only she could have been that fast on the way here..." Sean spoke to no one in particular. Excited, he pushed open the door to the lab and saw Professor Birch in the back, looking at some papers under a lamp. It was like he wasn't expecting anybody - which he wasn't, but Sean didn't know that at the time. He cleared his throat to get the attention of the Professor.
Startled, he turned around and sent the papers off his desk with his arm. "Oh!" he said. "Uhh... aren't you one of the people that I was supposed to give a Pokemon to? But I already gave out my five... hold on," And just like that, he turned back around and looked at his small stack of toppled papers. He pulled out the one on the bottom, a document of some sort. He looked even more startled than before!
"Oh!" he said once again, as Sean made a mental note that the Professor had taken a liking to saying the word oh. Actually, he didn't know if that was technically a word. It probably wasn't... another mental note. "I accepted six trainers? Uhh... everyone else already came and took the ones I set out, I'll see if I can find a spare Pokemon for you." And right after that, the Professor (who so far, seemed pretty unprofessional to Sean - how ironic, he thought) began opening shelves left and right, as if he would find a Pokemon in there. Somehow he did. In a high shelf near the entrance, Professor Birch pulled out a rogue Poke Ball and tossed it to Sean, who didn't really see it as he was deep in thought about why he would just leave that lying and abandoned. It seemed kind of cruel. But because of this, the ball bounced off his arm and onto the ground, releasing the Pokemon inside. Sean had never seen this species before.
It was a short little black creature with stubby hands and feet, and it wore a yellow "cloak" lined with orange that formed a triangular shape around it's head. The Pokemon had sky blue eyes and a large mouth.
The Pokemon looked at Sean, who looked right back at her.
"Ah, it's a Snorunt," Professor Birch said. "Ice type. Can evolve into Glalie or Froslass."
Sean picked up his new Pokemon and raised her to about eye level, so they were looking right at eachother. "You're kinda cute," he said, "I think we'll be good together." He had seen Glalie and Froslass before in televised Pokemon battles. Although Glalie kind of freaked him out, he did admire Froslass. The young Pokemon cried in excitement. The Professor smiled.
"Well, uhh, good luck out there," said the Professor. As he pointed to the desk at the back, he said "Here are some Poke Balls and a Poke-"
Before he could finish, Sean took the items off the desk and ran out, saying nothing but "thanks". He really didn't have the time for this, he wanted to get out and on his journey. It seemed like he was already late. But one thing made him question his motives - everyone saying "good luck". Was it really going to come down to luck? Why does everyone need to say that?
Did he really want to do this?
Of course, he thought, and shook that idea from his mind. Verdanturf can't control what I think anymore. And he began to once again run towards the Route to the north, with his Snorunt barely managing to keep up behind him.
Now if only he knew what the Pokedex was.