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Caster
As the summoning was completed, the figure of a man took shape. A handsome man, in a messy sort of way, but otherwise his appearance was somewhat unexceptional to say the least. On his back, there was an ancient instrument of some sort, cast in brilliant gold. While he was indeed summoned as a servant, the man took a moment to appreciate his surroundings, dark eyes brightening at the sound of the forest birds before turning to look at the girl who had carried out the ritual.
"It would seem that I have been summoned. I suppose we should go through the formalities." he said. His voice, once he spoke, was much more unusual than his appearance. It had some quality about it, some sort of ancient beauty that made all others seem dull and toneless in comparison. Indeed, as he spoke, it seemed as though the forest itself stopped to listen.
He smiled at the girl, holding out a delicate hand towards her with a slightly theatrical flourish. "I am a servant of the Caster class. I take it that you are to be my master?"
Abigail Lowe
Location: Redorchard
Abigail ignored the weird look that the science guy gave her. She was too busy clutching her head. "What'd you do that for? That really hurt!" she whimpered, sounding like a little kid. It wasn't that the slap had really hurt, but having her attempts at friendliness rejected had really hurt the poor girl's feelings. Her lip quivered a little as she looked at the floor. "Meanie." she muttered, staring at the ground.
She looked up when the girl's Sneasel smiled at her. While it wasn't much, really, Abigail's expression brightened a little and she gave the Pokémon a wide smile, while Bruce started talking about rare Pokémon to blue-haired girl. This interaction had convinced Abigail that the girl definitely needed her help to learn how to treat people. It was enough to help Abigail make a remarkably fast recovery
"Any other questions?"
Abigail looked up at Bruce, smiling and thrusting a packet of sweets at him. "Do you want a chocolate?" she asked, smiling. After giving him a moment to decide whether he'd take one, she turned and headed out of the lab, practically bouncing as she walked. She paused at the entrance, remembering something. Oh, yeah! She hadn't even sent out Waffles yet! As soon as she remembered, she sent out the Deerling, who looked up at his trainer and nodded in acknowledgement. "Deerling!" he cried, stamping his hooves.
Abigail wrapped her arms around the Pokémon in a hug, the small deer looking slightly confused by this. "I can't wait to go travelling with you, Waffles!" on hearing his nickname, the Pokémon sighed, already managing to sound like a weary parent. He seemed to appreciate the Abigail's honest affection, though, eventually nuzzling his head against the small girl's side, before pausing and sniffing at her pocket.
"Oh, do you want one?" she said, noticing the action and holding out a small piece of candy, which Waffles took enthusiastically, before heading down the path. She noticed the guy from the lab just ahead of her, and sped up to catch up with him, Waffles following behind. Before she reached him, she noticed a few kids on the path ahead of her. I wonder what they're doing. Maybe they were at the lab? she wondered, pausing so that her Deerling could catch up.
Pokedollars: 500
Abigail Lowe
Location: Redorchard
No 585 WAFFLES (DEERLING)
SEASON POKéMON
LEVEL: 5
HT 2’ 00”… 1’ 11 ½” (SMALL FLOWER APPENDAGE)
WT 43.0 lbs
SEX: CALCULATING… M
NATURE: SERIOUS
INCREASED STAT: -
DECREASED STAT: -
FAVORITE FLAVOR: …SWEET? SWEET. (FLAVOR MOD)
DISLIKED FLAVOR: -
ABILITY: SAP SIPPER (INCREASED ATTACK WHEN HIT BY GRASS-TYPE MOVES. TAKE NO DAMAGE FROM GRASS-TYPE MOVES.)
THE TURNING OF THE SEASONS CHANGES THE COLOR AND SCENT OF THIS POKéMON’S FUR. PEOPLE USE IT TO MARK THE SEASONS.
Abigail grabbed the Pokeball that contained Waffles with a huge smile on her face. For a moment, she just held it in her hands, staring at it before she started twirling around the room in joy. "Yeah! I got a Pokémon!" and other similar things were yelled out. She appeared to be trying to make a song, but it wasn't exactly a number one hit to put it lightly.
It took her a while to notice that the nice man was giving her something, but once she did she clipped the Pokeball to her bag and ran over to him, grabbing her Pokedex. She switched it on, and saw that the list of Pokémon was empty. Awww. She'd wanted to know about all of them, too! How else was she supposed to decide what ones to take to the Pokémon league? This guy was a meanie.
Abigail brightened up again when she was handed the Pokeball. He told them something about it, but she didn't really understand what that meant. Polyfiber? Was that like a breakfast cereal or something? It sounded like one of those weird plain ones that Mom ate all the time. Ew.
“Do you have any additional questions?”
Abigail raised her hand like a kid in class, except with a lot more enthusiasm. "Ooh, me! Pick me, pick me!" she yelled out. Without waiting to see if he actually picked her, she asked her question. "Um, where do you think we should go? Like, when we leave here?"
While she was waiting for the answer, she looked at the Ficus Ball. Without warning, she tossed it off of the head of the blue-haired girl. She'd thought about aiming for the guy with the bangs, but she figured that he would mind it more since they didn't know each other, while the taller girl and Abigail were like, buddies now. When the ball just bounced off, straight into her hands, she looked back at Bruce.
"Aww, boring. I was hoping it'd do something cool." she said, with a smile that was completely innocent as though she wasn't even aware that she'd done anything wrong. "I guess it didn't really work!"
Abigail's mind was on more important things, though. She wondered if there would be candy on their journey. What if there wasn't? No. That just wasn't a possibility. Waffles would help her find some. Pokémon were supposed to help their trainers out, right? She could tell without even sending him out, that she and Waffles were gonna be the best of friends!
Pokedollars: 500
Abigail Lowe
Location: Redorchard
Abigail was coughing loudly, eyes screwed up thanks to the smoke. She was very bewildered by the older girl's reaction, but didn't hold it against her. In fact, while the blue-haired girl wouldn't have known it, her actions were the very worst method to get rid of Abigail. In fact, though she was being ignored, Abigail was attempting to nod wisely. She understood what was going on. The poor girl just didn't know how to talk to people.
Fear not, strange angry blue-haired girl! I, Abigail, shall be your mentor! she decided, absentmindedly chomping on the chocolate bar she'd waved at Lynn.This is a bond that will never be broken! Speaking of things that would never end, why wasn't this line moving? Did someone die? Abigail gasped internally. She knew it was possible to starve in the line. She knew it.
Wait, hang on. People were... Moving? Walking? The line was actually going somewhere. She wasn't gonna grow old here, with only her sweets and a bunch of grumpy people for company? This called for a celebration hug. She looked at the two people in front of and behind her. Well, poor blue-hair probably wasn't used to hugs. That would have to be at least Lesson 2 in Abigails Guide to Not Being Mean to Other People and/or Making Them Drop Their Sweets. She looked at the guy that had turned up behind her. He seemed to be pretty out of breath. Maybe someone blew smoke in his face too.
This mystery kept her occupied until she reached the sliding doors of the Laboratory.
After one minute in the laboratory, she had decided that this guy was too stupid to be a professor. Even Abigail could count to six, and apparently she wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, whatever that meant. All she knew was that her parents had given her a really weird look when she'd pointed out that she lived in a house, not a shed. They sure could be dumb sometimes.
Still, the room was definitely full of life. There was so much going on, things lighting up and moving around. It was like a visual representation of Abigail's diet. She found it hard to pay attention to what the professor was saying anyway. The words weren't making sense in her brain. Still, when he pointed over at the terminals, she could at least understand that. She was practically jumping with joy as she made her way across the room. No point in trying to be cool about it, this was gonna be her first Pokémon!
When she reached the terminal, she smiled as she looked at the message on the screen, then accepted. She was absorbed by the animations on the screen for a moment, forgetting the real reason that she'd been excited. Once she did though, she realised that the screen was displaying her information.
ABIGAIL LOWE
AGE: 15
HEIGHT: 5'... 4' 11" 7/8... 4' 11" 3/4... recalibrating...
WEIGHT: Calculating... 102 lbs
She scowled at it for a second when she noticed the height. She wasn't that small! Okay, she wasn't that that small. Grumpily, she changed the height to be 5 feet exactly. Not four. Five. She was not less than five feet tall, and she was certainly not in denial about anything.
Once that annoying stuff was done, though, it was finally the good part. Abigail watched, completely absorbed, as the image of the pokeball was built up on the screen. For a brief, brief second, she wasn't even thinking about food. Then she was wondering if they could make a pokeball for sweets, and why they hadn't done it yet. Still, once the animation was done, she stared at the screen, smiling like a little - ahem- littler kid on their birthday.
YOUR POKÉMON IS... DEERLING
[WILL YOU GIVE DEERLING A NAME?]
She'd forgotten about nicknames! Well, Deerling had to have one, right? Oh man, there was so much pressure. She tried to think logically about it. Nicknames were supposed to be something you really cared about or remind you of happy memories, right? Something like that! She tried to think of things that made her happy, and memories, to make sure that the name was super important to her.
Anyway, long story short, that was how 'Waffles' the Deerling got his name.
Abigail Lowe
Location: Redorchard
Abigail was prepared. And by that, she meant that she couldn't fit any more candy in her bag if she tried. She'd spent a lot of time thinking about the journey, so she'd had a load of time to think about her food. With that in mind, she'd made sure that she had all the important food groups included in her bag. Lollipops, sherbet, chocolate, hard candy and of course fruit-flavoured gummy sweets to make sure she was being extra-healthy! Some of the chocolate had fruit and nuts in it, too, so she was basically being super healthy. Take that, mom and dad! Not wanting me to travel on my own!
That reminded her that she still needed to tell them that she was leaving. She'd wanted to, okay? Like, super wanted to. But it wasn't like they'd let her leave just because she asked, so she had to make sure she was ready to go before she told them anything. Before she left her room, she took one last look around before grabbing a packet of Gummy Wurmples for the walk to the lab. She then shot down the stairs like a cannonball and went straight to the kitchen, launching herself into her parents with a flying hug.
"MomdadI'mgoingonajourneytobeaPokémonmasterandyoudonthavetoworryaboutitloveyousomuchthanksforlookingaftermeandstuffbye!" Her parents were too shocked by the amount of words coming out of her mouth to really absorb what she was saying, so that was an opportunity for her to run out of the door and down the street as fast as her short legs and an unreasonable amount of sugar could carry her. As soon as she reached the end of the path, she slowed down to a fast jog and headed in the direction of the lab.
Wow, that was a long line, huh? She'd been sure that there weren't even this many people her age in Redorchard. Still, she wouldn't be that far from the end of the queue and she had about half of her Gummy Wurmples left, so she was pretty happy. At least she was, until some-blue haired girl nearly knocked into her.
She managed to get out of the way just in time, but she'd lost her balance a little bit and dropped her packet of sweets. The world seemed to go in slow motion as the packet flew out of her hands, spilling across the ground. She watched in horror, before turning angrily towards the other girl with an impressive scowl on her face. "Hey! You know you could've just asked to go in front of me!"
She realised that the taller girl probably couldn't hear a thing she was saying because of the earphones, so she stomped into the line behind her. Normally, she'd just leave it alone, since she didn't mind having to wait a bit longer, but no-one messed with Abigail Lowe's candy and got away with it!
It was with that thought that she angrily jumped up, trying to reach the taller girl's headphones and making noises of effort each time she went into the air. It took her about four tries before she realised she was better off just pulling the cable. She did, which made her feel a little better even if it was exceptionally petty. She pointed accusingly up at the other girl.
"Do you have any idea what you just did? Those were important to me, you know! Really really important! What if I starve to death now, huh?" she yelled. This would probably work better if she was more intimidating than an angry Magikarp. She shook her head. "You're lucky I'm forgiving you, you know! But I'm gonna help you to be all nice and stuff." she reached into her pocket, pulling out a chocolate bar and pushing it at the girl's face.
"So since I've forgiven you, we're gonna be the best of friends from now on, you got that! I'll even let you keep that space in line if you want!" she said. Of course, there was also the fact that there was no physical way that she would be able to push the other girl out of the spot, but whatever. Abigail smiled innocently and cheerfully, with apparently zero awareness that she'd done anything to annoy or upset the other girl at all.
Bag: Potion (x1)
Pokedollars: 500
Pokémon: None
Everyone wants me to run for my life, duly noted
Espurr doesn't want you to run! It can't catch you that way!
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I think I'd prefer to start off solo or in small groups/pairs and have characters meet up through the RP. Honestly, I'm cool with whatever everyone else decides.
I'm not sure what to do with the battle system for gyms etc. I'd like for it to allow some sort of creativity and strategy if possible, since I don't like the idea of gym battles consisting of just hitting each other until one side falls down. If using rolls would allow for that, then I'm happy to go with it.
I'm not sure what to do with the battle system for gyms etc. I'd like for it to allow some sort of creativity and strategy if possible, since I don't like the idea of gym battles consisting of just hitting each other until one side falls down. If using rolls would allow for that, then I'm happy to go with it.
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