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[grapeeater]

Interesting. This network is more advanced than I would have thought from a place like this. Everything seems so... simple. There's definitely a lot more natural places around than I'm used to, if this map is right.

I suppose I'm a new 'trainer'. These creatures do remind me of something, though... has anyone here ever been to Zawame City? I'm guessing no, but I thought I might as well ask.

I guess I should get started on learning things about these creatures if I'm going to be here for a while...

[Action for Goldenrod Rocket Base]

[... Though maybe not so quickly. Anyone in the Goldenrod Base might spot the new recruit, looking vaguely uneasy at what he's read of his 'partner' Pokemon's species. Either that, or someone might spot him in a quiet corner, clearly trying to ignore something but... nothing that's visible.]

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[otakon_geek]

Hey there. Nice to meet a new face, so to speak. This land you're in is called Johto and it's a world filled with people and Pokémon. Pokémon are creatures you can battle with and make friends with too.

[You'd make an excellent Pokémon professor, Otacon.]

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[grapeeater]

But... why? Why are we here? And why battle?

[He would. Sadly Micchy is not in the mood for it.]

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[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ Valmont is not happy.

This might have something to do with the fact that he's not in his usual awful green suit today. After the Rocket higher-ups chewed his ear off for being, shall we say, indiscreet about Rocket things over the network ("You're lucky that boytoy of yours is an idiot!"), they laid down some pretty strict rules on him. Number one, he has to wear the regulation uniform at all times while he's in the base, which explains the lack of green. Number two: toilet cleaning duty. Which he's on his way back from right now. Oh yes. He is not happy.

And of course, being the egomaniac he is, he assumes everyone notices. Which is why as he passes by the unassuming-looking boy in the hallway, Snivy and Stunky hot on his heels, he growls: ]

What are you looking at?

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[grapeeater]

[He straightens up, doing his best to project an air of confidence rather than misery. He tilts his head up a bit, the Absol at his side doing the same.]

You, apparently. Though I've given you no reason to be so rude.

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[whitehairedprettyboy]

Don't give me that! I saw you staring. You and your bloody cat. [ Or... whatever that thing is. What is that thing? At least with his snake and skunk he can tell what they're supposed to be. He doesn't trust this one.

Speaking of whom, the Snivy hisses at Micchy, and the Stunky puffs herself up. Are you upsetting their trainer? You better not be! ]

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[grapeeater]

[The Absol narrows her eyes, and Micchy just looks down at the Snivy.]

Are you supposed to scare me? I don't think so.

[He looks back at Valmont, and just shakes his head.]

Considering I just got here, I'll be doing a lot of staring. Either deal with it or don't. It's no concern of mine.

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[hotty]

[ this. was awesome.

if sitting on a houndour's back was pretty cool, then boy was a houndoom even better. the sight is just that— a very small human being catching a ride on a houndoom; skull is looking pretty proud about his "throne" despite wearing a helmet to cover most of what he has to show in terms of facial expression— but body language is enough. the houndoom, on the other hand, just looks a tad irked every time skull stands on his back and happens to hold onto his horns— like some kind of bike or— ]

Heh—!

[ he's still got it! well, kind of. standing on the back of a walking animal isn't that huge of a stunt, but maybe if he's running . . . ]

—Hey, Lucifer! Faster!

[ oh, so he wants to go faster. he can arrange that, so the houndoom, after briefly rolling its eyes and quickly thinking it through, dashes off down the hall without warning. it's too quick of a run, and perhaps a bit too fast compared to what skull was waiting for. he yelps, nearly falling off, grabbing the houndoom's tail and giving a shriek. ]

S-slow down! Slow down!

[ nope. except, his little trainer can get a lot of attention yelling around like that— unless he could shake him off, of course. micchy's the first one lucifer sees, so he's the one he's going to sling skull towards with a sudden stop and whipped turn. ]

Wha—!!!!

[ FLYING HELMET INCOMING ]

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[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ Yes, he is supposed to scare you. What, a pissy two-foot lizard doesn't intimidate the heck out of you, Micchy? How even.

Well then. He'll have to get serious. The Snivy stares down the Absol, then abruptly reaches out a vine and slaps her across the face. Not hard enough to hurt, but the challenge is clear. The Stunky squeaks approvingly. You get 'em, friend!

Valmont, for his part, just smirks. This has suddenly gotten entertaining. ] I do believe my snake has decided to "deal with it", as you put it. Have you got a response?

[grapeeater]

[He's got good reflexes, even without being transformed, so when he spots the flying... thing he darts out of the way. His Absol watches, amused, and Micchy just blinks in confusion.]

What... is that?

[grapeeater]

[His eyes widen a bit and he looks to the Absol. She makes a low noise in her throat, and darts forward for a Quick Attack. She's not going to take this!]

[Micchy steps back a little. He hasn't seen these creatures battle before and he doesn't want to be in the blast zone if something goes wrong.]

It seems she's more than capable of her own response.

[otakon_geek]

I don't know why were are here. We just are. Someone or something placed us here for a reason unknown. Pokémon are used to battle other Pokémon or trainers. It's like they want to, due to their nature in being around humans.

[grapeeater]

I don't really like that idea. Creatures fighting other creatures... why can't people just settle their differences without them?

[hotty]

[ and that thing is— going straight for the wall! luckily, he still had his helmet on when the inevitable impact with the wall happens, but that doesn't mean he's got a free pass on the pain train. in fact— that crash causes a lot of SHAKING and discomfort in the head area, especially when he came spinning. ugh. ]

—Ow! Ugh . . .

[ he's sprawled on the ground for a good few moments, before holding both sides of his head to calm the dizziness. it was a bad idea to try and get up, though. he didn't have much balance-! and stumbling right into the absol— albeit holding onto its leg for balance. ]

Phew— Thanks a lot, you—

[ his voice is irked and dripping with sarcasm, until he looks up and— whoa whoa whoa no that's not lucifer. skull stumbles backwards again, quickly, never having seen an absol before, looking left and right for his houndoom. nowhere . . . ! ]

I-I can say the same thing!!

[grapeeater]

[Rin just growls at the small... child... thing.]

Well I don't know either, other than what this... device has to say.

[otakon_geek]

It's not like violent fighting at all. I hate violence as much as anyone else, yet Pokémon use battles to develop one another. They use moves such as Water-gun or Bubble beam if they are water types. It's easier to actually show you than to explain on here.

[hotty]

[ oh, then it's— his. ok. that makes him feel a little better than having some wild dog thing running around . . .

but even then!!! he sees almost two of everything, still. bluh, walls. worst enemy. but, he tries to scamper to his feet, and quite loudly, discarding the device talk: ]

—I'm looking for a dog!! So— You! Tell me which way he went!!

[grapeeater]

The direction you came from. Obviously. And you don't have to yell.

[grapeeater]

I've seen creatures fight before. It's not something I'd wish on another world.

[hotty]

—Maybe I do!!!

[ LOOK HOW TINY HE IS

he'll never be taken seriously if he talks like a squirt

but right where his houndoom went ]

You better not be just saying that!!

[ but— never the less, he starts going towards where he came. it's a lot harder to walk around these huge halls without a steed . . .

but he'll be back!!! ]

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ The Quick Attack connects solidly. The Snivy wasn't expecting the Absol to retaliate quite that quickly, and he topples to the ground.

Valmont stares in disbelief. His Pokémon are supposed to be the best, just like everything else of his. What's this one doing getting hurt? He snaps at the Snivy, trying not to sound desperate: ]

Well, don't just lie there! Do something!

[ And the Snivy fully intends to. Hopping back to his feet, he charges the Absol with a Tackle of his own. ]

[grapeeater]

[Before the Snivy can land an attack the Absol lashes out again, taking the Tackle but swiping at it with another Quick Attack. She stands her ground solidly, head held high in pride and triumph. She will not be taken down.]

It looks like your snake is somewhat ineffective. Maybe you should think about running?

[grapeeater]

[He's not going to be taken seriously anyway...]

What are you, anyway?

[hotty]

[ good . . .

just as he goes to leave— he turns around brashly. ugh, he hated to admit this, but— ]

W-what does it look like?! I'm—

[ not a baby ]

A midget!! Yeah!!

[ there's a pause, and soon enough he corrects himself, mostly for his pride's sake. ]

I'm still growing, though!!!

[ in his head, it was a good save. ]

[grapeeater]

... Sure. Whatever.

[The Absol still doesn't look very happy about the midget baby's presence and growls again.]

[whitehairedprettyboy]

Running? Hardly. [ Not when his snake has finally decided to make itself useful!

Said snake hisses in pain, the Quick Attack having met its mark. Okay, maybe "useful" is a relative term...

But then the vines come out. The Snivy lashes at the Absol, enraged. He'll teach you to damage his beautiful... self! ]