Yeah well I have RPed I just don't like givcing an example loike that, oh well, I'll try.
Well here I go ...
Carvan woke up do to the heavy rainfall outside his bedroom window he rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, it was no use, alll he did was toss and turn. Finally he sat up and checked his clock it was aproaching 6 in the morning, "Tme for my morning run," Carvan striped and put on his clothes and then put a pocho ontop of his clothes, he picked up a pokeball fromhis bed-side table, "Time to go Tyrouge!"
"Ty, Tyrouge, Ty!" Tyrouge started to jog around the room jabbing at imaginary enimies, just like his trainer sometimes did, Carvan couldn't help but laugh at the little guy,
"Thats enough Tyrouge, come on lets go," The run wasn't preticullary exiting, and he felt releived to come out from the rain into the kitchen where his mom was making brekfast. "So, whats for brekfast?" His mom turned and put down a plate with pokeball shaped pancakes, "Yum!" Carvan licked his licked his lips, "My favorite! Thanks mom," His mom smiled. The meal was gone in a matter of minutes, even Tyrouge got to have one.
Carvan's mom looked at Carvan, "Today's the day isn't it, the day you become a pokemon trainer," Carvan's mom was crying, Caravn looked over to her and said,
"Yeah it is but you know I can always call you on my PokeGear." His mom gave him a hug a ruffeled his hair, "Well goodbye sweety, I love you."
"I love you to mom." And so Carvan heade off for Prof. Oaks lab, "I still wish I was heading to Prof. Elms." After a boring 20 minute walk Carvan reached Prof. Oaks lab, as he walked inside he noticed the place was bustling full of understudies and assistants, A tall tan man with Black hair and a Marill in his arms came over to him,
"Hi my name is Tracey, I expect your looking for the Proffesor?" (I had to XD) Carvan nodded, "Right this way." After a few mintes they waled into a room that was completly empty exept for Carvan, Tracey, & the Proffesor. The Proffesor looked up from his book,
"Thank yopu for bringing him to me Tracey, you may leave now," Tracey bowed then walke out, "Why hello there, I asume you've come here for a pokemon, a pokedex, and some pokeballs?"
"Well," Carvan started to say, "Yes and no I already have a pokemon, all I need are some balls and the Pokedex." Prof. Oak nodded,
"may I see your Pokemon?" Carvan nodded,
"Come on out Tyrouge!" Prof. Oak examined the Pokemon,
"So your from Johto, eh? Interesting," The Prof. Turned around and picked up some pokeballs, "Here you are my fine man % brand ne pokeballs, as for your pokedex, I'm afraid I only have a purple one right now," Carvan shrugged.
"I don't care." The Proffesor handed him thje shiny metalic booklike device,
"You take good care of that you here!?"
Carvan nodded, "Goodbye Proffesor."