Slave to the Poké-Rave
I bought the Mt.Moon Magikarp
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- Seen Apr 22, 2011
'Kaiden, Kaiden!' came a voice from inside the house. The lady he lived with was awake. He however, had been awake since 6, and was still working furiously at the bag in his room.
'Its breakfast, and then you got to go off to Oak's!' she finished, turning away as he sent one final punch at it. Removing his sweaty gloves and shorts, he stepped into the shower. He was bouncing with excitement, stroking his long hair back feverishly. There was a mirror opposite the door and he watched himself, the water falling down his body and hair clasped to his back and neck, red streak wet on his face, hanging limply off the edge of his cheek bone like a Magikarp on a rod. He got out, dressing in a black shirt, combats and trainers, as well as grabbing his belt, and bag. He grabbed his boxing gear, stuffing them in, and made sure his guitar was in its case with all the additions.
'Ok, thanks for everything!' he shouted, giving her a hug as he ran out the door, toast in hand.
'He is completely nuts.' she sighed, washing up.
As he got to Oak's lab, he could already see quite a few parents and kids, and some from his school. He gave them a cold glare as he made his way up to the door, entering, to find himself not alone with Oak, but with a few other trainers. They were all ushered from the entry hall, into the main laboratory. Several groups of seemingly identical kit were there. Each had a red personal organizer look-alike, as well as general supplies, and a single pokeball. Some however, were void of pokeballs, and he noted a few of the trainers already had pokeballs about their person. Oak went through the introductions, and then began handing them out. He was second last down the line.
"This will be the perfect Pokemon for you!" Oak said cheerily, handing over the pokeball and pokedex. After Oak had finished and the trainers were marveling at their gadgets and pokeballs, he piped up.
'So what is my pokemon?' he said, stepping forward to make it more of a private word with Oak.
"Oh, its a Hitmonchan, the punching pokemon. Its fighting type. Right up your street." he finished. Kaiden was close to hugging the old man and running around the grounds with him.
'Oh thanks professor, you know what I like.' he said with a wink.
OOC and thats my lab post done, lets get this show on the road Zimvee.
'Its breakfast, and then you got to go off to Oak's!' she finished, turning away as he sent one final punch at it. Removing his sweaty gloves and shorts, he stepped into the shower. He was bouncing with excitement, stroking his long hair back feverishly. There was a mirror opposite the door and he watched himself, the water falling down his body and hair clasped to his back and neck, red streak wet on his face, hanging limply off the edge of his cheek bone like a Magikarp on a rod. He got out, dressing in a black shirt, combats and trainers, as well as grabbing his belt, and bag. He grabbed his boxing gear, stuffing them in, and made sure his guitar was in its case with all the additions.
'Ok, thanks for everything!' he shouted, giving her a hug as he ran out the door, toast in hand.
'He is completely nuts.' she sighed, washing up.
As he got to Oak's lab, he could already see quite a few parents and kids, and some from his school. He gave them a cold glare as he made his way up to the door, entering, to find himself not alone with Oak, but with a few other trainers. They were all ushered from the entry hall, into the main laboratory. Several groups of seemingly identical kit were there. Each had a red personal organizer look-alike, as well as general supplies, and a single pokeball. Some however, were void of pokeballs, and he noted a few of the trainers already had pokeballs about their person. Oak went through the introductions, and then began handing them out. He was second last down the line.
"This will be the perfect Pokemon for you!" Oak said cheerily, handing over the pokeball and pokedex. After Oak had finished and the trainers were marveling at their gadgets and pokeballs, he piped up.
'So what is my pokemon?' he said, stepping forward to make it more of a private word with Oak.
"Oh, its a Hitmonchan, the punching pokemon. Its fighting type. Right up your street." he finished. Kaiden was close to hugging the old man and running around the grounds with him.
'Oh thanks professor, you know what I like.' he said with a wink.
OOC and thats my lab post done, lets get this show on the road Zimvee.