Pokemon Adventure: New Kanto

[Neiko Star]

Chapter Two: First Battle

Veralidaine took out her PokeTech. She pointed towards Sandstorm, who was looking curiously at the red device, and pressed one of the buttons. A cool, female voice rang out:

Sandshrew: Ground
Sandshrew are a a species of mouse-like Pokemon found in several regions of the Pokemon world.
Their primary defense when threatened is to instantly curl up in a ball, leaving only their tough skin exposed. When rolled up like this, Sandshrew have the potiental to withstand many attacks, as well as being dropped from a high place. Sandshrew's natural environment is deep underground in arid,
sandy locations with very little moisture, such as deserts. They choose this habitat to keep their hide as dry and tough as possible, while the sand also provides good camouflage.

Veralidaine paused, then pressed another button. An image of Sandshrew appeared on the screen. Underneath it were the words:

Sandstorm ~ Sandshrew : lvl 5
Female - Ground
Moves: Scratch - Defense Curl

"Scratch and Defense Curl, huh?" Veralidaine repeated, turning the PokeTech off and stowing it away in its case, which she strapped onto her belt with her Pokeballs. "Not too fancy, but I guess it'll do."

Sandstorm cocked its head and let out a soft squeal.

"We better get going, Sandstorm," Veralidaine told it. She hesitated. "Do you want to go back in your Pokeball?"

The Sandshrew shook its head and walked over to its owner's heels and rubbed its head affectionately against her legs.

I'll take that as a no, Veralidaine thought, amused.

"Well then, let's go."

They walked down the path until they reached the sign 'Route 1'. Then, they continued their way downhill to Cinnabar Village. They were halfway there when they heard a rustle in the bushes. Veralidaine looked around her for some sign of wild Pokemon, but found none. Sanstorm, however, was sniffing the air with a look of disdain.

"Something out there, Sandstorm?" Veralidaine murmured.

Sandstorm nodded. It nudged the bushes at their left with a twitch of its head.

"In there, huh?"

The Sandshrew nodded again.

Suddenly, a Pokemon went flying out of the bushes, hitting Sandstorm. The latter winced slightly, having been hit in the one vulnerable spot on its body: its soft belly. The unknown Pokemon was shaking its head, recovering from the attack.

Wait a minute...I recognize that Pokemon! It's one of the birds that always follow the people around the city!

Quickly, Veralidaine took out her PokeTech and pressed the large button and pointed it towards the bird Pokemon. The cool, female voice spoke up again:

Pidgey: Flying/Normal
Pidgey are tiny, bird-like Pokemon exclusively from the Kanto region. Pidgey do not like to fight, and will use their wings to stir up clouds of sand in an attempt to distract their opponent and escape. They also use this technique to bring out their prey bug Pokemon into the open. Pidgey are capable of returning to their nest from any location.

Veralidaine frowned at the device. If what it said was true, that Pidgey didn't like to fight, then why did this one just attack them?

Oh, who cares? Maybe it just got hit in the head or something...the important thing is that this is the first time Sandstorm's gonna be in a battle. And I'll make sure it''ll be a good one! she added. Besides, she thought sneakily, even if Sandstorm doesn't win the fight, well, they don't call my family Crossblade for nothing...

She grinned, thinking about the two long packages strapped on her back. Oh well...I'll have a chance to use them another time...but for now...

"Sandstorm, you okay?"

The shrew Pokemon nodded and crouched down, preparing for battle. The Pidgey, too, had recovered and was eyeing the Sandshrew apprehensively. It seemed to decide that this prey was too large for it, since, just as the PokeTech had said, it stirred up a large cloud of sand with a flap of its wings. Sandshrew, however, was not in the least bit effected, and it jumped onto the bird Pokemon just as it was about to take flight. The Pidgey dropped, surprised, onto the ground.

"Ha!" Veralidaine muttered under her breath. "You'll have to get up earlier than that to beat a desert Pokemon with sand..."

But the Pidgey had recovered from the fall and was on its feet again, similar to Sandstorm.

"Time to put those claws to use," Veralidaine decided, a wicked glint in her eyes. "Sanstorm, Scratch."

Sandstorm obeyed, and rake its sharp claws on the foe's side, causing it to chirp in pain. Several feathers had fallen from it; its side now looked kind of bald. Chattering wildly, it launched itself in another fierce Tackle attack.

"Sanstorm, Defense Curl," Veralidaine ordered almost lazily, knowing what would happen.

Sure enough, when the Pidgey collided with the curled up Sandshrew, the latter did not even budge. The bird Pokemon, however, was sent flying against a rock.

"One more Scratch, Sandstorm," Veralidaine commanded airily.

The rodent-like Pokemon did so, slashing the Pidgey painfully across the shoulder. The bird Pokemon, to no surprise, fainted.

"Well, that wasn't too bad, was it?" Veralidaine commented.

Sandstorm shook its head and bounded back towards its owner, licking Verali's face gently with a tiny, pink tongue. Then it nudged the unconscious Pidgey and cast her a questioning look.

Glancing at the fallen bird Pokemon, Veralidaine grimaced and said, "No way. A thing like that on our team? I'd rather not."

And the pair continued down their path, where no more wild Pokemon disturbed them, probably after seeing the fate of the last one who did.
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OOC: I included a few things in the PokeTech, is that okay?

 

[~SilverSoul]

To Lostt: Good first post on a route. No need for another pokeball.
You caught a level 3 Female Ekans!
To Clevink: I have the exact same problem. Just copy the images after you copy your post on here I guess. Good post, especially with the pokemon food.
You caught a level 4 Male Pidgey!
To Pikalover: I put Ekans in this chapter because I thought it would make an interesting first battle, and I think you succeded in that.
You caught a level 3 Male Ekans!
To Neiko Star: Wow, the first person who hasn't captured a pokemon. The PokeTech has many features, so I don't care if you make up some.
Sandstorm grew to level 7!
Sandstorm learned Sand-Attack!

 

[Pikalover10]

((OOC: Awesomeness! Here is the next part to my story: ))

Chapter 2: Route 1(part 2)

The pokeball clicked and Max jumped in the air excited. Volt ran over and picked the pokeball up between his hands and then ran over to Max with it. Max smiled and then took the sphere from Volt's hands. He put the pokeball onto his belt and then went over to a tree. He sat under it and then took his Poke'Tech out. He wanted to check it out some.

He took out Ekans pokeball and then scanned it. Words popped up on the screen that read:

Ekans Lvl. 5
Poisen~ Male~ Ability: Intimidate
Poisen Sting, Wrap, and Leer.

Max raised his eyebrows and then smiled at the pokeball. "Come on out, Ekans!" he said.

The purple snake popepd out in a white flash. Max stared at it hard trying to think of a name for it.

"How's 'bout... Sid?" Max asked.

The snake stuck its tongue out in comparison, appearently hating it. Max thought about there battle and thought of the perfect name!

"Venom!" he said.

The snake thought for a moment and then shook his head. He then slithered up to Msx'd left shoulder and Volt climbed up to Max's right shoulder. Max smiled and then headed down the road to Cinnabar Island. A few minutes later and a boy walked out into the route in front of them. He stood there for a while until they walked up to the boy.

"Wanna battle?" he asked.

"Um. Sure?" Max said.

They spread out and then chose their pokemon.

"Go, Venom!" Max said.

"Go, Rattatta!" the boy said.

Venom hissed and then slithered down Max and onto the battle field. Out of a blinding white light popped out a purple rat. Max quickly pulled his Poke'Tech out of his pocket and scanned the rat.

Rattatta, the rat pokemon. A very common pokemon. If you find one, there are others nearby.

Max looked up and put his Poke'Tech away.

"Ok. Venom use Wrap!" Max said.

"Tackle." the boy said.

Venom slithered very fast over to the rat. The rat was running over to Venom quickly. The rat dived at Venom, but Venom quickly darted to the left avoiding contact with the rat. It slipped and fell into the dust. Venom turned around and then wrapped itself around the rat. The rat tried desperately to get out but couldn't.

"Poisen Sting!" Max said.

Venom, with the rat still wrapped between him, shot out needles full of poisen. It hit the rat, but didn't poisen him. Then the rat ran towards a tree and then quickly bucked Venom off it. Venom went flying and hit the tree. He slithered down the hard bark and then turned to face the rat. Now Venom was angry.

"Poisen Sting!" Max said.

"Quick Attack." the kid said.

The rat darted at Venom very quickly. Venom waited until the rat was centimeters away from his own face and then shot the needles at it. The needles hit and this time the rat glowed purple. It was poisened now. Ma smirked and then looked at the rat who was still rising.

"Quick Attack." the kid whispered to the rat.

The rat nodded and then darted towards Venom. It appeared behind Venom and hit him. Sending him flying into a tree trunk. Venom hit the tree and then fell back onto his back. He slowly rised and then looked at the rat. Both pokemon were heavly panting and Max could tell one was going to faint soon.

"Poisen Sting!" Max said before the other kid had time to react.

Venom slithered under rocks and got the rat dizzy, and now knowing where he was. Then Venom shot the needles of poisen at the rat from behind it. The rat fell to the ground and glowed purple again, losing one sixteenth of its health, and then it fainted.

"Yes! We won!" Max said excited.

He ran over and scooped up Venom. Venom was smiling and then licked Max's face with his tongue. The boy returned his rat when Max wasn't looking and then looked at Max. Max turned around and stuck his right hand out. The boy took it with a smile.

"Good battle, uh, what was your name again?" Max asked.

"Good battle, and I never told you it. It's Josh." he said.

Then Josh walked away without finding out Max's name. After Josh had said what his name was Max had stood in the exact spot frozen.

"J-Josh." he said.

He shook his head figuring it was a coincidence and then continued down the route. Venom slithered up to his head and Volt was patting Venom's back. Max was still freaked out about the kid's name but decided to leave it alone. A few minutes later he came to a sign that said:

Cinnabar Village up ahead.

Max smiled and then stop under a tree for a quick lunch. He gave Volt half a PB+J sandwhich, he had a PB+J sandwhich, and Venom had an egg Max's mom had packed for him.

 

[Clevink]

Chapter 2 Part 2: A New Friend!​

"All right, Rex! We caught out first partner!" Nick shouted in excitement as he walked over and scooped up the Pokéball containing his newest partner and friend, Pidgey. "Come on out, Pidgey!" Nick yelled as he threw the Pokéball in the air. Pidgey flew out of the Pokéball in a burst of light and cooed happily as it landed on the ground next to Rex.

"Pidge Pidge Pidgey!" It squawked as it rubbed up against Nick in an affectionate manner. Nick just smiled and led them both back to the shade of their tree and the nest that was on the ground. With Pidgey's permission, the two of them dug into the very filling meal. Twenty minutes and three full stomachs later, they were all leaning against the trunk with Pidgey on Nick's shoulder and Rex in Nick's lap. Nick slapped his forehead with his hand.

"Duh! We need a name for you, Pidgey. What do you think of Talon?" Instead of Pidgey answering, Rex jumped up out of Nick's lap and shook his head, as if to say, 'No, that's a terrible name!' "Yeah, I agree Rex, that isn't a very good name. What about Harlon? Not too vicious, but it doesn't make you sound like a push over, either." Pidgey cooed happily and jumped up and down on Nick's shoulder. "Okay, Harlon it is! Now that we're fed, it's time to keep truckin' on to the next town!" Nick said as he, Rex, and Harlon all got up and started walking down the route, with Rex walking beside Nick, and Harlon perched on his shoulder. As they continued on for what seemed like hours in the blistering heat, both Rex and Harlon retreated into their Pokéballs. Nick was walking up a hill and thought he was hallucinating when he saw a girl walking towards him. 'She's beautiful!' Nick silently thought to himself. She had brown hair going down about mid way down her back, and bright, blue eyes. She was thin, but not unhealthily so, and had a step in her walk that made her look intimidating, in a way. She stopped when Nick and she made eye contact, and she shouted from where she was,

"Hey, you! I've been looking for a trainer to battle all day! Let's go!" She took out a Pokéball without another word. Nick, still stunned by her beautiful appearance, uttered a garble that would even have confused his little sister and took out Harlon's Pokéball. The mysterious female trainer released the Pokéball into the air and out burst an Oddish. It landed on the ground with a slight thud, and almost fell over.

"What's that?" Nick wondered to himself. He pulled out his Pokétech and pointed it at the Oddish. The Pokétech reacted by saying,

"

Oddish: The Leaf Pokémon. Oddish are nocturnal Pokémon that stay hidden in the grass during the day with only the leaves on top of it's head sticking out. Oddish appear to be fragile and weak, but they are stronger than they look and can be quite a challenge for beginning trainers."

"An Oddish, huh? Fine then, I'll let Harlon teach him a lesson!" Nick said and threw Harlon's Pokéball. The Pidgey fluttered out with a coo and hovered a few feet above the ground.

"Don't just stand there, Oddish! Use Absorb!" The girl shouted. Oddish glowed a yellowish-greenish color for a second. The same light that seemed to be on Oddish moved across the few feet separating it from Harlon and engulfed Harlon. Nick could see the diminish in Harlon's energy, and the increase in Oddish's as Oddish once again glowed yellow-green. Harlon clenched it's beak and appeared weaker.

"Let's not let that happen again, Harlon! Tackle Oddish!" Harlon blinked and sped off toward the green Pokémon. Oddish jumped out of the way, but Harlon used it's momentum that it had gathered going straight to sling shot back at Oddish and hit it dead on. Oddish let out a squeal as it flew back. It got up after a few seconds, looking very hurt and beat up. It had one eye closed as if it was in constant pain, but it didn't faint.

"Oddish, recover some of that lost energy with Absorb!" The girl shouted at Oddish. Oddish stood straight up and was trying to gather the energy to attack.

"Don't let it Harlon! Hit it in it's legs to make it lose concentration!" Harlon did as he was told and flew towards Oddish's legs. Harlon made contact, and Oddish was thrown into the air because of the force of the blow. It landed on the ground with a bang, and didn't get back up.

"You did well, Oddish. Take a good rest." The opposing trainer said, with a considerably lighter tone and recalled Oddish into it's Pokéball. She started walking towards Nick as Nick said,

"Great first battle, Harlon! You get some rest, too." And recalled Harlon.

"Wow, you're really strong for a beginning trainer! I'm Dana, by the way." Dana said with a smile and extended a hand.

"It's nice to meet you! I'm Nick, and thanks. Your Oddish is pretty powerful for such a little thing." They exchanged pleasantries and then walked their separate ways, each knowing that the next time they meet, they would be considerably stronger. Nick released Rex and Harlon, and they assumed their traveling positions, with Rex walking next to Nick and Harlon perched on his shoulder. They continued walking for a short time until they reached a sign that read:

"Now approaching: Cinnibar Village."

((OOC: I think I'm going to have Dana come back in future chapters as kind of a rival for Nick, if that's okay.))​

 

[rii - chii]

Chapter 02: Route 1 (Part 1)
Beginning Arc

Ai and her new companion Ren started to gallop down the first route. Ai suddenly noticed that Ren's feet were starting to hurt, "Maybe you should take a rest in your pokeball for now." Ai said as she returned her tired horse.

Ai began to study the area as she saw the rocky path which was up ahead, "This is truly an amazing route…" Ai awed as she looked straight ahead.

Suddenly, Ai had spotted a Pokemon which was straight in the path, it was wiggling and gave a cute squeak, "Pii~"

"Let's see what Pokemon this is," Ai said opening the Pokedex application in her PokeTech.

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"Caterpie, the Worm Pokemon. Its short feet are tipped with suction pads that enable it to tirelessly climb slopes and walls."

"This Pokemon looks easy, let's go Ren!" Ai exclaimed throwing Ren's pokeball.

Ren came out with a fierce cry only to be scared by the Caterpie. Ren galloped towards Ai for protection.

"Don't be scared Ren, it's just a little worm." Ai sighed.

Ren whimpered as it looked at the Caterpie, but bravely headed out to the path. Ai opened her PokeTech and studied Ponyta's move set, "Ponyta currently knows the moves; Tackle and Growl."

"Alright Ren, let's start out with a Tackle!" Ai commanded.

Ren tried to run towards Caterpie, but Caterpie was too small and evaded the Tackle attack. "How am I going to get towards Caterpie?" Ai wondered.

Caterpie started to use String Shot and wrapped Ren in a huge bind. "Are you alright Ren?" Ai said, Ren nayed and tried to brake free.

"Ren, just do something," Ai said, "Maybe you should try Growl."

Ren roared as loud as it could, but the thread muffled up Ren's cry.

"No more games, little Caterpie use Tackle with all your might Ren, and I mean it!" Ai exclaimed.

Ren rammed and dashed straight out of the thread, Ren never felt more energized than ever.

"Let's use Growl now!" Ai yelled.

Ren growled as loud as it could and hurt Caterpie just from that. "Let's run and use Tackle!" Ai exclaimed.

Ren ran as fast as it could, but couldn't see Caterpie anywhere. Ai then noticed where Caterpie went to.

"Looks like you walked over the poor guy…" Ai sighed, Ren simply nayed with joy that it defeated its first Pokemon.

"Come on Ren, we have no time to relax it's time to go." Ai said as she returned Ren back into his pokeball. Ai continued her trip down the road of Route 1.

 

[~SilverSoul]

To Clevink: Rivals are awesome! Great battle post!
Harlon grew to level 7!
Harlon learned Sand-Attack!
To rii-chii: Great battle with Caterpie! Galloping to each town is surely easier than walking.
Ren grew to level 7!
Ren learned Tail Whip!

 

[Gardevoyeurism]

((OOC: Ooh darn, a little late, am I? Remember, this is my first time on an RP that isn't written in script format so my posts might be a bit sub-par.))


Chapter 1: Big Yellow Taxi

Mr and Mrs Darling were reduced to tears as they hugged and kissed their eldest child goodbye. Their daughter, however, stood by with her lower lip extended in a pout.

"Why can't I be a pokemon trainer? I already know how to battle real good!" She moaned, stomping her tiny sneakered foot for effect.

The family pet, a Persian, was fast asleep underneath the shade of the sycamore tree alongside the golden-brick paving before the Darling mansion. He didn't quite care where Dion was to end up, for without him he would receive the younger child's undivided attention.
Dion sighed, breaking his parents' embrace whilst his eyes sympathetically gazed upon his younger sibling. The girl did have a point - hadn't it been for her skill with pokemon, their Meowth would have remained so. However, he was late and so hadn't any time to talk his parents into allowing his sister to tag along - besides, she was only nine years old. After exchanging goodbyes, the sobbing pair of adults and screaming female child watched as their beloved family member enter the bright yellow taxi, about to embark on the journey of a lifetime.

Upon arriving at his destination, Dion took a good long look at his surroundings. Trees glistened with cocooning Caterpie, Jigglypuff played within the berry bushes and there weren't any other humans in sight. Wrongly assuming that he was early, Dion sat and watched the Caterpie frolick among the leaves. Seconds later, a Pidgey had devoured one of the little bug pokemon, then was swallowed whole by an Ekans, who after spotting the human boy slithered off at blinding speed.

Deciding that he didn't want to see any more of this, Dion quickly dashed in through the lab's entrance to find himself staring at a group of six budding trainers - four boys and two girls, who he later joined to hastily form a line while an older man walked into the room. This man later introduced the children to another, somewhat disheveled-looking younger man who later turned out to be the renowned professor Jacob. Some of the group began to snigger at the professor's appearance, whilst Dion merely stood there with a blank expression spead across his pale, cherubic face. Each member of the group was given a red, folding device which Jacob referred to as a 'Poketech'. Instead of fiddling around with the device like some of the others were doing, Dion listened intently as Jacob went over the Poketech's features.
The professor later dashed off into the store-room, returning with a handful of minituarized pokeballs which he hastily dropped five of into each trainer's hands.
When it came to be Dion's turn to receive these, he poured them into his pocket without a word. Following what he saw as the professor unecessarily dilly-dallying along with the children before him, he was at last presented with the ball which contained the first pokemon he would ever own. Although he had been looking forward to this occasion for quite a long time and that his parents had required a lot of convincing to let him go, he took this occurence in stride and with a smile gently plucked the ball from Jacob's hand. The children were later dismissed, upon which they excitedly dashed from the lab to begin their lives as pokemon trainers.

Dion rushed towards a clear patch of grass, with his starter pokemon's pokeball still clutched within his left hand. He could hear his young heart beating as he brought his arm back and prepared to throw the ball - he couldn't wait to find out what kind of pokemon it contained! Dion tossed the pokeball into the air and watched with excitement as the light faded to reveal his very own pokemon.

"Aaaabrraaaaa..."

Well, let's just say he wasn't too pleased with the cute, yet useless critter which he had been given. After pointing his Poketech at his new Abra, he was further convinced that this was some kind of sadistic joke.


Abra, the Psi pokemon:

It sleeps for eighteen hours a day, only awakening to eat and to relieve itself.
It can attack while asleep, though it is much less straining on its brain to merely teleport once it senses danger.


After discovering the feature on the poketech which allowed one to look up the evolutions of certain pokemon, the impact of being issued something which he wouldn't be able to play with at the park was lessened. The still somewhat disappointed Dion closed his poketech, then proceeded to approach his first pokemon.

"Abra, are you awake? Can you hear me?"

Misinterpreting this as a threat against her safety, Abra did what most of her species did when in a similar situation and, well, teleported. It took a good twenty minutes for her new trainer to find her curled up below a signpost pointing towards Cinnibar village. Seeing her in this position, Dion decided that the best thing to do was to awaken her, which he did by gently nudging the little psi pokemon's face with his right hand. Upon regaining her consciousness, Abra licked Dion's hand. She then teleported herself into his arms, causing him to fall backwards.

"Aaaa-braa." She purred, nuzzling her trainer's cheek.

Dion, though in terrible discomfort appeared to enjoy the attention. "Aww, I have a feeling we're going to be the best of friends!"

Abra nodded in agreement, then utilized her psychic power to raise Dion to his feet after which he held her at arm's length, looking her over while he pondered about whatever he was going to name his little friend. "Now what am I going to call you? Abra seems a bit... impersonal. I can't call you something like Abby or Abraham since I don't know whether you're a boy or a girl and, well, I'm not willing to find out since I respect your dignity."

Abra was torn betwen being pleased and absolutely mortified. However, she decided not to act on her latter emotion for she feared that the boy may harm her if she did. Although she was beginning to warm up to the trainer, she still didn't trust him completely. Right out of the blue, Dion at last announced his final decision on what he was to name his new Abra. "How about Clare? I think that's a gender-neutral name."

The furry little golden pokemon gave her trainer an affirmative squeak, to which said trainer responded with a smile. Following this warm moment Dion looked at his watch, then the rocky path before them. "Well Clare, we shall be off. Maybe I might even catch a little friend for you too!"

Timid little Clare didn't seem too fond of the idea, made evident by the violent flicking of her tail. For a moment, Dion considered asking her to instead teleport them to the village, but decided that it wouldn't be fair on the other trainers to do so. Besides, he didn't ask for a psychic-type starter. Instead of taking such a shortcut, he withdrew Clare into her pokeball and proceeded to take the long way to Cinnibar village.

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Chapter 2: The Long Way


Whilst walking along the path of Route 1 Dion spotted some of the other trainers, some of which were engaged in battle. Recalling what he had read about Abra in the poketech, he was beginning to reconsider his means of travelling towards town. However, he managed to shrug off his concern and so continued on down the path. All of a sudden, as he strode along a grassy patch, Dion tripped over a rock and fell onto a Ratatta, which bit him before scampering off into the bushes. Just to add insult to injury, a Pidgey in the tree which he happened to be under had, well, thrown him a little 'present' which completely ruined his new, freshly-ironed shirt. Understandably, he wasn't too pleased about this and so he looked up to spot the culprit. Cursing beneath his breath, he rose to his feet, tightly gripping Clare's pokeball in his hand.

"You think you can get away with ruining my new shirt, do you?" Dion hissed, his cold, blue death-glare peneterating the Pidgey's beady eyes. Throwing the red-and-white spherical device into the air, he called out to the pokemon which it contained. "Clare, teach that rude little bird some manners!" Little did Dion know, she couldn't.

"Aaaabrraa!" Clare cried as the light around her petite form faded, her velvety golden coat glistening in the morning sun. She looked simulatenously cute and magnificent, though what she did was an entirely different story. Before Dion could open his mouth to send out another order, Clare's body dematerialized, causing the poor trainer to once again strike his forehead with his palm. Somehow, Dion felt that this was going to be a long day...

 

[~SilverSoul]

To Pikalover10: Wow, what coincidence...or is it?
Venom grew to level 6!

To Gardevoyeurism: The second chapter post is a little short. You could've really taken some stuff from the first chapter and put it in the second one. It's okay, don't worry about it. And for the slight effort...
Clare grew to level 6!

Chapter 3: Cinnibar Village
(2 Posts)
​

Description: A lonely and small village that still suffers from the amazing attack that it took from Team Rocket a long time ago when Blaine was the gym leader. It has built some attractions such as the Cinnibar Museum that holds the remains of the laboratory and gym that once was open in the once prospering town. A statue of the Great Blaine sets in the middle of town to honor the great man who perished in the blazes of his own gym thousands of years ago.

Areas of Interest
Pokemon Center: A building you will be visiting often. Not only does the staff heal your pokemon, but you also get free lodging and meals. What a deal!
PokeMart: Stock up on all supplies before heading back out on your adventure. This PokeMart holds: Pokeballs, Potions, Antidotes, Awakening, Paralyze Heal
Museum: Many new trainers love to look around here to check out all the different historical pokemon and fossil remains. If you're tricky enough, you could even slither out the museum with your own fossil!
Fossil List
Dome Fossil
Helix Fossil
Root Fossil
Claw Fossil

Things to do in a town:
.Go to the Pokemon Center to rest
.Buy items at a PokeMart
.There will be absolutely no battling or capturing pokemon in towns or cities unless of special occasions, including gym battles. In this chapter, you could get a fossil, but not by battling. It will mainly be you stealing one, but you're not limited to only this.​

 

[Pikalover10]

Chapter 3: Cinnabar Village:

The Village was war torn, charred looking, and looked very desperate. The people were all happy and cheerful, but the town was pitiful. Max walked around the town a little, seeing a huge statue in the middle of it carved to look like Blaine, their once awesome gym leader who perished in the fire of his own beautiful gym.

Max walked around a little more, the black charred grass crunching under his feet, and noticed the museum. It was big. It appearently by the sign said it held the remains of the lab and the old laboratory. Max walked inside and had to pay an entrance fee to get in. It was 50 poke which wasn't much. Max paid it and walked inside. There was a bunch of marvels inside. There was a huge moral with a picture of Blaine with all his pokemon together in a picture. There was also a bunch of fossils.

One of these awesome fossils was a Root Fossil. Max saw it and stood there motionless. His brother, Josh, had always wanted a root fossil. Which reminded him of that kid, Josh. Was it possible that Josh had grown up and changed appearence that much, and not even recognize his own brother? Or was it just a coincidence and Max would never run into the kid again? Max wondered if he should have asked the kid his last name. To see if it was exactly like his.

Max sighed and then looked at the fossil closer. He heard words but it wasn't from somebody else in the room. It seemed as though the fossil were calling out to him. Max shook his head and stared at the fossil. He walked away and thought out how he could have gotten it. Then after a good 30 minutes of thinking it through he came up with the idea of stealing it.

"Museum closing ni 5 minutes!" someone yeled throughout the museum.

Everybody sighed and then started leaving. Max left and after 20 minutes of waiting on the roof all the employers left. It was dark out now and Max got up ontop of the chimney on the roof. He was thin enough and could fit easily down there. He jumped inside and then slwoly climbed down. His backpakc's strap got caught on something and Max freaked out now knowing it and thought that he had gotten stuck.

He soon realized what happened and he quickly un tangeled the strap. He continued down the chimney and soon fell to the ground of the museum. The moonlight creeped in through the windows and shone on the fossils. It looked marvolous! Max creeped over towards the Root fossil. For some odd reason now the glass case was off of the fossil! Max quickly grabbed and took the fossil off its stand. He unzipped his bag and then shoved the fossil in it.

He looked around for some kind of escape route and all he could find was the chimney, but he wasn't tall enough to reach it. He panicked. Just then somebody else fell through the chimney and saw him.

"If you tell anyone I was here I'll..." the both said simutaneously.

the two boys walked closer up to eachother and then Max recognized who it was.

"Josh!" Max gasped.

Sure enough it was the boy Max had battled earlier.

"Oh. it's you." Josh said.

"yeah. I never told you my name. My name is Maximillion. By the way what's-" Max began.

Josh rushed over and grabbed another Root fossil and then disabled the alarm system quick and quietly. Max's suspisions rose. First his name is Josh and now he steals a root fossil! Is this my little brother? Josh ran out of the building without Max. Max ran out and looked around for Josh but couldn't find him.

Max was really puzzled now. He walked over to the Pokemon Center and entered it.

"Josh. Is that kid really my brother?" Max wondered out loud.

He looked up and saw the police asking Nurse Joy some questions about anybody who had one or two root fossils with them. Max's heart skipped a beat. He knew he had been captured.

((OOC: Next part will be up later!:)))

 

[Clevink]

Chapter 3 Part 1: CinnabarMuseum​

Nick, Rex, and Harlon saw a very refreshing sight 10 minutes after they saw the sign that said they were approaching CinnabarVillage: The sight of a building. After hours of walking in a mountainous, hot, and most of all, hopeless looking region, the sight was a welcomed one.

"Squirtle Squir Squir!" Rex exclaimed, perking up from Nick's shoulder he was sitting on. Harlon, who was flying around enjoying the freedom from the trees and not having to worry about wild Ekans, swooped down and cooed happily.

"We're finally here, guys!" Nick said, holding up a visitor's map. "What do you want to do first?" Nick asked, pointing to various stores and landmarks. "We can go to the museum, the Pokémart, or the PokémonCenter." Harlon and Rex instantly pointed (or in Harlon's case, pecked at) the PokémonCenter. "We shouldn't go there and check in quite yet, or we'll have to stay there the night, and I want to see this museum at some point," Nick said. "There's supposed to be a really cool fossil exhibit." Nick said with a slight look of greed in his eyes. Rex and Harlon sighed and reluctantly agreed to go to the museum, but they demanded they be allowed in their Pokéballs to rest. Nick let them, and set off in the direction of the museum. When he got there, he was amazed. There were so many different exhibits, all devoted to Pokémon. He headed straight for the fossil section, wanting to see the Pokémon that were there. When he got there he found the Dome fossil, which was a fossil of the Pokémon Kabuto, the Helix Fossil, which was a fossil of Omanyte, ((OOC: I may have mixed those up.)) the Root Fossil, which was a fossil of Lileep, and the Claw Fossil, which was a fossil of Anorith.

"Wow!" Nick silently exclaimed. He thought the Claw Fossil was especially cool. He was about to turn to go away, but accidentally knocked against the pedestal that was holding the Claw Fossil and didn't feel it drop into his pocket. As he was walking out and passing the Alakazam that stood guard to make sure nothing was stolen, they made him stop and called for a security guard.

"Do we have a thief, Alakazam?" The big and very intimidating security guard said to the Alakazam.

"Kazam, Ala." It replied with a nod.

"Well, let's search ya, little guy." The security guard said and put his hand in Nick's pocket, grasping and pulling out the Root Fossil. "Well, it looks like Alakazam was right; we do have a thief here. I think we need to go down to the station." The security guard said with a twang of disappointment in his voice. He grabbed Nick's upper arm, despite Nick's assurances that this was a big mistake. Nick heard a very familiar voice behind him that said,

"Dad, I know this kid. This had to have been a mistake." The guard turned around, bringing Nick with him, and standing there was Dana.

"I'd like to believe you, sweety, but this kid was caught red-handed." The guard said to his daughter.

"This was the trainer that beat me! Remember?" She retorted with a hint of annoyance.

"Oh, this is the guy that beat my little girl?" The father said and let go of Nick, crossing his arms and looking down at him with a stern look. "Dana told me all about you, and the bond that you have with your Pokémon. I apologize; this had to have been some sort of mistake. As a personal gift and apology from me to you, just keep the fossil." The guard said. Nick's jaw just dropped, he was speechless.

"Wow, thank you so much! This has to be some sort of mistake, I promise. It won't happen again!" Nick said, wanting to get out of the museum before he got in any more trouble. When he got outside, he waited for Dana to come out. When she did, he stepped in front of her and said,

"Hey, thanks for the save in there. I appreciate it." Nick said with a smile.

"Not a problem," She said. "I know goody-two-shoes like you would never steal." She added as she punched him in the arm. She walked away, and Nick was reminded once again of her beauty. He shook off the feeling and walked into the Pokémon Center for lunch.

((OOC: This is definitely one of my weaker chapters. I couldn't really figure out a way to transition smoothly, but I hope this works. Tell me if you want anything changed! I think the 'go ahead and take the fossil' thing was a little farfetched, but I don't think my character would ever steal.))​

 

[~SilverSoul]

To Pikalover10: Ready for Christmas a little too soon, aren't you? No, just a joke. Can't wait to see what happens to Max and Josh next!
You stole a Root Fossil! (For now, I guess)

To Clevink: Really, you thought so? I thought it was very creative, letting it slip into his bag by mistake.
You received a Root Fossil!

 

[Pikalover10]

Chapter 3: Part Two. Captured?

Breathing suddenly became hard for Max. He knew he had been cought and would soon be in jail probably. The police man was now walking over towards him and looked like he had found the thief. Max closed his eyes waiting to feel a firm grip on his left arm, but didn't. Instead the police officer asked: "You okay kid?"

Max looked up at the pale face and slowly nodded. The police officer nodded once and then left the room. Max sighed with relief and walked over to Nurse Joy.

"Excuse me ma'am, but could you please heal my pokemon?" Max asked.

"Oh. A trainer as well as polite. Sure thing just give me your pokemon for a few minutes and then I'll be done." she said.

Max nodded and handed her Venom and Volt's pokeballs. She gradually took them and then put them into little caches in a big mechanical machine. She pressed a button and then a humming sound turned on. The two pokeballs glowed a bright yellow light and then turned back to their regular colors. Nurse Joy took the pokeballs out of the machine and handed them to him. Max took them with a thank you. He was getting ready to walk away but asked: "Ma'am. Is there any way I can get a room here for the night?" he asked.

Nurse Joy looked at him and smiled. "Why of course young man!" she then opened up a drawer in the counter and handed him a key with a card on it. He looked at the card and it read: Room 19 on floor 1. Max nodded and then turned around to leave.

As he walked with his back to Nurse Joy the fossil he had stolen was shifting around adn popped just over the backpack's top revealing a part of the fossil. It was just enough for Nurse Joy to realize it was a Root Fossil. She quickly turned wide-eyed and wondered if the little gentlemen found that fossil or stole it. She shook it off for now and continued to work.

---meanwhile---

Max was in his room unpacking his stuff. He hung up a towel over a rack in the room, put a book about pokemon on a little desk in the room, and put his set of new clothes on his bed. Volt and Venom were out of their pokeballs and were rumaging through the room. Max had already told them about his adventure stealing the fossil.

He then went through his stuff and finally found his pajamas. His pajamas were a grey shirt with big bold words saying: POKeMON and a pair of dark blue shorts. He grabbed his pajamas and the towel and headed down towards the showers. He locked his room after he stepped out and then walked down.

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His shower was nice and hot and he planned on having a nice bowl of hot ramen noodles. He told Volt and Venom he would be right back and then ran down into the dining hall. He ordered a bowl of ramen noodles(chicken flavored), some electric type Poke food,a dn some Poisen type Poke food. The chef said it would be right out and in ten minutes it was done. The poke food was in two seperate bags and Max dashed back up stairs with the food in his hands.

He walked in and gave his pokemon their food and sat on the floor and began devouring his food.

"This has been a great first day huh guys?" Max asked.

"Ekansss." Venom replied.

"Pika!" Volt replied.

Max finished eating his food and so did Venom and Volt. He put the bowl on a desk with a sign on it that read: Please put dirty dishes here. Then he flopped down onto his bed and quickly fell asleep. Venom curled up on the soft rug on the floor and Volt slept by Max.

((OOC: Tell me if I need to edit anything!))

 

[Gardevoyeurism]

Chapter 2: The Long Way(Part 2)


Dashing through the woods which surrounded the rocky path, Dion searched high and low, far and wide for his little lost Abra. He was worried sick about her, for she was still small, weak and unevolved. Remembering what had happened to Persian's littermates, Dion's concern evolved into a panicked, frustrated rage much like Magikarp evolves into Gyarados.

"Clare, where are you?! Abra! Aaaaabbbrrraaaa!"

Gasping for breath, Dion's already pounding heart began to beat faster once he heard grass rustling along with the sound of footsteps coming towards him. At last, he was to be reunited with his sweet little Abra.

...Or maybe not. Once he had discovered the source of the footsteps, his heart sank and his eyes leaked tears of frustration and disappointment, for the cute pokemon which had approached him wasn't his cute pokemon, but a wild Rattata.

"You..." Dion sobbed, inhaling the mucus buildup within his nose with a sickening snort. "You're not Clare, you're Persian food."

He wasn't usually this rude, especially towards pokemon, but in the mood he was in he wasn't quite himself. Dion hadn't yet a chance to grow too attached to his Abra, but he knew that Professor Jacob wouldn't give him another starter pokemon. Besides, if his parents ever found out that he had lost his pokemon on his very first day of being a trainer, they would probably lock him in his room and never allow him to leave until he turns forty. They wouldn't actually do that, of course, though to a fourteen-year-old boy being grounded for a week can feel like a year's imprisonment.
Dion crinkled his nose at Rattata - whose face had over it a rather hurt expression - then later caved in and petted the cute wild pokemon, to which it responded by giving him a swift nip on the fingers before scampering off to who-knows-where.

"Ow!" Dion clutched with his right hand the index and middle fingers of his left, grinding his teeth in agony. Rattata may be small, but it sure can bite.

Dion has had this problem throughout his entire life - cute pokemon, for reasons unknown, appeared to absolutely despise him. Not until his father's Meowth evolved did it even begin to tolerate him, let alone actually enjoy his company. At last, once reason returned Dion lifted his petite form from the ground where he knelt, then with a groan continued on his search for the little runaway psychic.

"Clare, please... I'm worried about you." Dion sighed. It was no use - his efforts were futile for the odds of finding one little Abra in this rocky, grassy stretch of land were even lower than the odds of finding a shiny

Had someone else found her before he did they would have likely tried to catch her, therefore driving her further away, possibly injured. Dion's concern for his pokemon's safety tried its best to persuade him to continue searching for her, though his common sense tried to tell him otherwise. Whilst he wandered along the path, torn between his options he at last stumbled upon the small village of Cinnibar.

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Chapter 3: I'll Be Domed(Part 1)


Setting himself down on a large flat-topped boulder, Dion scanned the area with his crystalline eyes, which later fixated on the gym. He felt that he was a failure, for a boy who loses his pokemon wouldn't have a Gastly of a chance of one day becoming a gym leader. At that very moment, he began to consider forgetting about his dream. That is, until he felt something warm and heavy press against his side. Upon turning to investigate, his eyes lit up like sapphire lamps.

"...Clare? Oh, you had me worried sick!" Fearing he may drive her away once more, Dion refrained from constricting the little Abra with his long human arms. However, Clare had no problem with hopping into his lap and giving him an apologetic lick on the end of the nose, after which she teleported herself onto the ground before him. Only then did he notice the dome-shaped structure she clutched between her tiny golden paws.

"What's that you got there?" Dion asked, sliding down from his stone seat to have a closer look at the object his Abra carried.

She held the fossil towards his face, her forelimbs outstretched as if she were offering the item to her trainer as a gift. He gently lifted the stone from his pokemon's paws and turned it in his own hands.

"This is... Oh my goodness." Dion looked at Clare, then the Kabuto fossil, then back at Clare. "Wow... Really? For me?"

Clare nodded. Dion smiled and scooped her up into his arm before giving her a scratch behind the ears.

"Don't run, well, warp off like that - it scares me... Now let's get you to a pokemon center."

The psi pokemon made a sound vaguely reminiscent of a purr. Partially due to the fact that she couldn't as well as the fact that she sensed a degree of morality within her trainer, she decided not to reveal to him as to her means of obtaining the gift which she had given him.
As the pair made their way down to the village, Dion, much to Clare's horror, began to wonder from where she had taken the fossil which now sat snugly within the pocket in his jacket's inner lining.

"...It may be somewhat late to talk about this, but I couldn't help but wonder how you managed to find a dome fossil."

Knowing he was onto her, Clare attempted to escape from the situation by feigning sleep. She wasn't fooling him though since she didn't need to, for within seconds she truly did fall into a deep state of slumber. Fearing that she may teleport once more, Dion tried his best not to wake his Abra and so found himself carrying her all the way to Cinnibar's pokemon center. Upon arriving at his destination, he was admittedly shocked to see a long line of trainers clutching pokeballs waiting to be served. The Nurse Joy on the other side of the counter appeared to be somewhat stressed, as was Dion, though he was also rather frustrated as he wasn't used to having to wait. Naturally, he was put off by the lengthy queue and so gently placed his Abra onto the floor before returning her to her pokeball. He then placed said ball into his jacket's inside pocket and promptly exited the building to have a stroll around town.

Whilst wandering through the village, he began to wonder about the mysterious fossil which he had been given by his pokemon. For an Abra to teleport in the midst of battle wasn't at all unusual, but once it returns to its trainer with a dome fossil, something seems somewhat off about the whole thing. Dion hated to admit it, but he was beginning to suspect that perhaps the fossil had been stolen. To support this theory, his pokemon is a psychic-type - one of the signature moves of a psychic pokemon is Trick, which involves taking the target's held item. Perhaps she had sneakily switched another item for someone else's hard-earned dome fossil? Naturally, the first place Dion went to in an attempt to locate whoever was the original owner of the fossil was the museum. Once he entered, he found himself surrounded by a swarm of security guards, one of which owned an Alakazam whose appearance made him gag. As it turned out, Alakazam was even more repugnant in the flesh than on the poketech. Nevertheless, Dion was too polite to say anything - it wasn't like he hadn't seen worse in the form of pokemon such as Jynx.

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((Sorry they're a little short. I had a brain fart in the middle of typing them up. =\))

 

[Clevink]

Chapter 3 Part 2: Restocking and Resting Up!​

Nick walked away from the museum, happy that he had not gotten into any trouble with the authorities. Rex and Harlon, sensing Nick's distress, popped out of their Pokéballs and gave Nick a questioning look.

"Nothing happened, guys. Check out what I got!" Nick said as he held up his Root Fossil. Rex and Harlon looked uninterested, and went into their usual traveling positions. Nick walked all over town, going here and there, but made a special trip to the Pokémart. He bought 2 potions, 2 paralyze heals, and 2 antidotes. He walked out of the store with his pockets noticeably lighter and walked into the Pokécenter to get a bite to eat and to get a bed for the night. He walked up to Nurse Joy and her Chansey, a Pokémon that Nick had learned about through the years.

"Hello there, welcome to the Cinnabar Pokécenter. Would you like a room for the night?" Nurse Joy asked with a smile. Nick, returning the smile, said:

"Yeah, that would be great! Thanks a lot!" Chansey led Nick, Harlon, and Rex into their room and shut the door behind him. Nick took off his jacket, and lay down on his bed. Rex curled up beside Nick and retreated into his shell as Harlon perched on the bed post near Nick's head. Soon all that could be heard coming out of the room were the snores coming from the three of them as they slept away their weariness from the past day.

((OOC: Unexciting post today. I couldn't think of a creative way to buy items and get a bed for the night without getting into a battle, heheh… Tell me if I need to add anything and I'll be happy to do so.))​

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[Neiko Star]

Chapter Two: A New Arrival

Wild Pokemon had attacked them again, though none of them was quite a match for Sandstorm. The latter finished them off rather lazily, as though it was hardly a challenge. To Veralidaine's delight, after checking her Pokedex again, Sandstorm seemed to have learned Sand Attack, which would be useful in the future.

"Continue like this and we'll be the strongest team around in no time," Veralidaine said smugly.

Sandstorm let out a soft squeal. It seemed to like the idea of being the strongest. The two were about to continue their path towards Cinnabar Village, when they heard the bushes rustle behind them. Thinking it was another Pokemon, they turned around, and were surprised to see a young girl standing in the middle of the bush. She had flowing, honey-coloured hair, long, though not quite as long as Veralidaine's(nobody's was), that seemed to gleam in the sunshine. She had bright green eyes, and she was wearing a yellow sundress. The girl glanced up at Veralidaine, and smiled shyly.

"H-Hello," she stammered, bewildered by Veralidaine's appearance, and of course, the length of her hair.

"Hi," Veralidaine replied shortly, though she was curious what a girl like this was doing here, in the middle of Route 1.

"M-My name's Alanna," she said, her voice stronger. "And I was...I was...I was wondering whether you'd mind having a Pokemon battle with me," she finished in a rush.

Veralidaine raised her eyebrows. Her? Battle with somebody that looked like she had never spoken to a stranger before?

"All right," she said carelessly. "But make this quick, I'm kind of in a rush. My name's Veralidaine, by the way," she added, tossing her hair.

A wide smile spread across Alanna's face. "Oh, thank you! I promise I'll try my best."

Whatever, Veralidaine thought.

Alanna took a Pokeball off her necklace and tossed it in the air. The ball snapped open as a red light escaped from it. The light shifted to form a figure.

"Okay," Alanna said nervously. "This is my Sandshrew, Sandstar."

Veralidaine stared. Sure enough, the Pokemon was a Sandshrew. It had a small, round, golden body, a white underbelly, and a short tail. Besides her, Sandstorm let out a cry of surprise.

You can't blame her, Veralidaine thought, still staring at the new Sandshrew. I never thought I'd encounter another Sandshrew, not this soon!

"Um...are...are we going to start the fight now?" Alanna's voice asked uncertainly.

Veralidaine blinked. "Sure," she replied quietly. "Sandstorm, go."

As Alanna looked curiously at the Pokemon Verali had sent out, the latter saw her gasp in surprise. Sandstorm dawdle foward, cocking its head and staring at Sandstar with curious eyes.

"Oh...I never thought..." Alanna said weakly.

Neither did I, Veralidaine thought, though she would never admit it.

"Right...so...I guess we'll start them..." Alanna said, gulping.

This was Veralidaine's cue. "Sandstorm, Scratch!"

Sandstorm suddenly pounced, claws stretched forward.

"Oh, um...Sandstar, use Defense Curl!" Alanna commanded, her voice firmer now.

Sandstar obeyed, and instantly rolled up into a tight ball. Sandstorm's attack bounced right off it.

If you want to play it that way..., Veralidaine thought, gritting her teeth. Time to test that new technique of ours!

"Sandstorm, do it!" she exclaimed.

The Sandshrew nodded, and sprung into the air.

"Oh!" Alanna squeaked. Sandstar uncurled itself and was now looking at the airborn Sandstorm with curiosity.

Sandstorm then began to spin, spinning as it fell downwards, towards Sandstar. It unsheathed it claws, making it a sharp, ripping tornado, headed straight for Sandstar.

But then, Veralidaine realized something. She saw a flaw in her technique: if the hit missed, then it would give the opponent a big advantage. Unfortunately, Alanna saw this too.

"Sandstar, quick, roll away!" she cried, agitating her hands.

Sandstar, seeing the danger, curled up and rolled away, as it was told to. Just as it was nearing the bushes, the tornado came crashing into the ground. It missed Sandstar by barely a few inches, however managing to scrape the latter's side and causing considerable damage.

"Sandstar!" Alanna cried out. "Use Rollout!"

Veralidaine stiffened. If Sandstorm was attacked now, it would be all over.

Oh, get up, Sandstorm, get up...she thought in her mind.

Sandstorm, however, layed motionlessly in a heap in the deep crater caused by the attack. Sandstar, meanwhile, had once again curled into a ball and was now rolling towards Sandstorm at full speed.

Oh, great...

Sandstar collided full force with Sandstorm, sending it flying. It landed with a thud on the hard ground and did not move.

Alanna drew in a breath. "We won," she whispered. "We won!"

Veralidaine, however, was frozen in place, staring at her unconscious Sandshrew. No...she wouldn't accept it...her pride wouldn't accept it...she had lost...

"Um...Veralidaine?"

 

[Neiko Star]

Chapter Three: Pirate's Pride

It had happened all too fast. Before Veralidaine even knew what she was doing, her hand was raised and Alanna's face was bruised. Realizing what she had done, she returned Sandstorm to its Pokeball and ran. She ran and ran...until she finally reached Cinnabar Village. There, she ran into the Pokemon Center and rushed up to the counter. The nurse behind it looked at her, and said kindly, "What may I do for you, Miss?"

"My Pokemon's hurt," Veralidaine croaked, taking out her Pokeball and holding it out to Nurse Joy.

She took it and smiled. "Don't worry. It'll be better in no time. In the meantime, would you like to spend the night?"

Veralidaine merely nodded.

Nurse Joy typed a few things on her computer. "I'll need your name, please."

"Veralidaine," Veralidaine stammered. "Veralidaine Cr-Crossb-blades..."

Nurse Joy raised her eyebrows and said, "All right, then, you're in room forty-five. Here's your key." She took out a small, silver key and gave it to Veralidaine. The latter took it and ran upstairs. As she found room forty-five, she unlocked it with her key and ran inside, plopping herself on the bed. She felt tears come.

"How..." she whispered. "How could I lose?" A tear dropped.

It was against the pirate's legacy to lose a fight and come back without a prize. She had lost, both the match and her family's honor...they would be ashamed of her right now...

Tears were flooding her eyes now. She had dishonored the Crossblades' name, as well as herself...never before had her sister, her parents...how could she have lost like that?

"It's your fault," she whispered. "It's your fault, Sandstorm, for missing..." She hated herself for saying it. She knew the truth...that it had been her own fault, for telling Sandstorm to use a flawed technique, for underestimating her opponent...

A pirate must always be on her guard, no matter where she is...

Her mother's voice rang out in her memory. She had always taught Veralidaine to be proud, to show others what the Crossblades emblem meant...and she had failed.

A distinctive sob came. She fought to draw back her tears, but her confidence was shattered, along with her resolve...she had lost the one thing a pirate must never lose...her pride.

It was painful. Painful to know that she had brought this on herself, to know that this was her own fault. She stayed like that, on the bed, tears running down her cheeks, for what seemed like hours. Then, she thought. She thought of what pirates did when they lost a fight: get revenge. She would have to defeat Alanna, to regain her pride and honor...yes, her confidence was returning to her. Now, she had only one thought in mind: to find Alanna, and to re-challenge her to a battle. And she'd have to win. If she didn't, well...she didn't want to think about that.

As she slowly stood up, wobbling at first, she reached the door and left her room. She left her bed soaking wet, and to her pleasure, her old devilish grin came back as she thought about the one that would have to dry it.

Well, one thing's for sure. I wouldn't like to be the one to clean it.

And she headed back downstairs for dinner, once again ignoring the stares caused by her appearance, something she realized she loved doing.
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Chapter Three: Thief's Success

After her dinner, Veralidaine decided to stroll around the village. It was small, and a little too quiet to her taste. Most of the houses were tiny, and she wrinkled her nose as she wondered how people could live in there. She stopped, however, in front of a much larger building made of stone. A sign placed next to the entrance read: Cinnabar Village Museum.

Veralidaine grimaced. She hated museums. They were boring. They just talked about history, and blablabla....boring. However, her eyes slipped onto the banner hanging above the main entrance. On it, written in large, bold letters, was:

CINNABAR VILLAGE MUSEUM CELEBRATES ITS FIFTY-THIRD ANNIVERSARY
FESTIVAL HELD OCTOBER 15th

Who in their right minds would want to celebrate a museum's birthday? Veralidaine thought in horror. The thought of it made her gag.

She walked closer to the entrance, the idea of spraying pink paint on the museum's front wall sprouting in her head. Her eyes, however, wandered around and landed on a sheet of paper neatly pasted onto the wall. She read it aloud:

The Cinnabar Museum celebrates its fifty-third anniversary this October 15th. Workers have informed that the museum has been an especial success this year-(Veralidaine gagged)-and confirm that their biggest achievement has recently been made: retrieving several rare Pokemon fossils of otherwise extinct races, it is said--

Veralidaine read no further. The idea of a rare, extinct fossil excited her. Her lavender eyes sparkled as she stared hungrily at the door. If she had a rare thing like that under her hand, her path just might become easier for her...

But she had to wait. It was probable that to enter the museum she would have to pay a fee, and money was the least she had. Not to mention, there would be no way the owners would allow her to have one of their precious fossils. A grin spread across Veralidaine's face. Several of her problems were being solved. The first one was Alanna's. There was no way that rat could even compare to her, not with such a valuable artifact in her possession. The second one was money itself. There were many items that would be necessary for her journey. And the last one was a personal one: she had always wanted to be different, to have something others didn't. This was perfect.

She returned to the Pokemon Center, and demanded her Pokemon back. Nurse Joy, though shocked, did as she was asked. Now, with Sandstorm's Pokeball clutched tightly in her hand, Veralidaine made her way back to the museum. She circled around it, until she found what she was looking for: a window. She peered inside, and saw to her dismay that the hall was crowded with people.

Looks like the sneaky approach is out. Then I guess I'll do it the old-fashioned way.

Veralidaine smirked. Pirates were used to stealing; they did it regularly to survive. She clicked open the Pokeball in her hand. With a flash of bright light, Sandstorm appeared, fully healed, in front of her. It squealed in delight at seeing its trainer again, and began to twitch its ears impatiently, waiting for its assignment.

"I'll need you to dig a tunnel," Veralidaine whispered. "Underground. One that'll come up inside the museum. Make sure it's a room with no people."

Sandstorm nodded and began digging right away. It dug and dug, Scratch after Scratch...finally, the tip of its ears disappeared out of view under the earth. Veralidaine waited, for what seemed to her like hours, until, a familiar face poked out of the hole. The Sandshrew let out a soft cry, then escaped back into the ground. Veralidaine followed, laughing as she jumped into the hole. To her slight surprise, the tunnel proved to be much larger, and she had no problem in moving in it...until she reached the part where the path shot upwards. Sandstorm simply scurried up, its claws making the job easy. Veralidaine, however, had neither claws nor wings.

"So how am I supposed to get up there?" she asked, annoyed, at her Pokemon.

The Sandshrew looked at her with curious eyes, then shrugged.

"Thanks a lot," Veralidaine muttered. She felt the cold earth in front of her for bumps. Fortunately, she found many of them, and after a great deal of effort, she was at the top, having climbed up using the bumps as steps.

Filthy and dirty, she glanced up. Right above her head was the opening of the tunnel. She stood up on slightly wobbling knees and looked around. Her gaze landed on a table in the middle of the room, where several polished, glass cases stood. Inside them were what she was sure were...

"Well, what do you know..." she breathed. "Sandstorm, you've dug us directly into the fossil room."

She heard a squeal in response. All sense of tiredness gone, Veralidaine climbed out of the hole and approached the table. She read the tags on each of the cases, and decided on the 'Dome' one. It sounded a lot better than the others. Carefully, she reached for the glass case and slowly removed it. Nothing happened.

They must think nobody can get into this room without passing at the entrance. Ha!

She quickly grabbed the fossil and ran back to the hole. She hopped back into the tunnel and, Sandstorm at her side, returned to the Pokemon Center, where an unsuspecting Nurse Joy fussed about her clothes and insisted on a bath. Veralidaine conceded, but was triumphant, as that night, she had gotten herself a Dome fossil.
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[~Wind~]

I know im late but could i join anyway?

Name: Blitz (yes, i know its from ruby destiny but its the best i can think of for the character)
gender: male
age: 14
Apearance: uh... make it up i guess?
personality: exacatly like silver's
starter pokemon: i know its not there but a young absol? if not then gastly
other pokemon: eevee
history: Blitz was born in the Orre region, even though the shadow pokemon were gone, and groudon had gone back to sleeping (why did you think it was 85% land?) things were still pretty rough, so he decided to travel to kanto, but what he didnt know was how much it had changed (there were no reports on it on "Orre Now") either way hes set his sights on becoming pokemon champion of kanto by getting the 12 bages (its been 1000 or so years hasnt it?) winning the 50 battle tournament on mt.silver to challenge the elite 4.

that would be my character, if im allowed
~Aurα

 

[Neiko Star]

First of all, SU's are to be posted in the OOC thread. Second of all, SU's are closed. And third of all, your SU doesn't even reach the required length.

(Dark_Link, I'll delete this post later.)

 

[~Wind~]

ok then, it doesnt matter.