Remram

Pokémon: Start

Huh, so that's what was going on. It looked like Cyril was having an odd experience battling Chloe if his Budew was going to get dunked on with a bucket.

Then there were the little monsters that were the twins, circling around him like Vullabys as he got back up on his feet. Somehow he had rolled Cecile off him, much to her displeasure and certainly was not liking how close the twins were getting to Basil. The Darumaka almost seemed to be puffing up as if it was trying to make itself bigger and intimidating, but luckily, Kalmia was able to drag them away before it could become anything more. Basil arched his brow in puzzlement. Assistants? That's a job a bit too big for those two. For a hot second he thought they were the Professor's kids, but it was probably a mistake. Hyper little guys they were; he couldn't help, but feel somewhat envious of them for having such a carefree life.

But those feelings were pushed aside as his line of sight fell upon a certain Elite Four member that walked into the lab when he didn't notice. Basil stiffened straight and felt his spine tingle as Jacques analyzed him, unable to get a read on the man despite his smile. "B-Basil Rivens, an honor to meet you." He somehow choked that greeting out and was too nervous to hear the Elite trainer's comment.

It was not until the situation was explained to him that he began to calm down slightly. So it was just a failure of communication between the two of them. That would explain why someone like Jacques would actually care about coming down to see the new hopefuls since he had a stake in this, but it looked like Basil was the one that slipped through the cracks, or would have if he did not arrive on the same day as that Cyril guy did. It was pretty unlikely that Jacques would have someone lined up for him to battle to keep up tradition...Wait a minute, what did he mean by hardly?

Basil just watched on as the elite went to Kalmia's computer room, Cecil tugging at his pants to get his attention and then they both nearly leaped out of their skin; a roaring engine broke the silence in the room and it grew closer and closer. Looking out the window revealed an older boy that oozed confidence and had an aura that screamed bad to the bone and yet, he was on a first name basis with an Elite Four member. Hold on, another Pokemon? Was this guy one of the trainers that Jacques had selected before?

Something stirred in him when Rodger shot him that unimpressed look. Was he really that pathetic? Was he really that spineless that he could be looked over with not even a second glance? Even Kalmia did not expect him to even want to fight them because yeah, they were intimidating. One of them was the Elite Four and the other was an already experienced trainer that looked like the definition of a Bigfjord City resident; a punk that had a rough life on the streets, but all the stronger for it. And Basil? He was a timid, bloody noble, a useless one at that, that no one expected anything from.

His fists balled up and this strange sensation swelled in his chest, as if he was going to breathe fire any moment. "Are you done messing around? Your fight is with us." Basil was shaking, but there was no doubt that there was a budding, yet fierce rebellion in his eyes that just needed time before it would bloom.

So what if he was scared? So what if Rodger had more experience? So what if no one had expectations for him? He'll tear down those notions and show them the person that he will become.

"Cecil, lend me your strength."

The Darumaka nodded and stood by his side, ready to throw down."Dar!"

@PlatinumSkink

Pokémon: Start

@PlatinumSkinkI'm sorry. I keep forgetting to tag you in my posts.

Pokémon: Start

Basil had questions, several questions, like who were those two trainers battling and why are those two brown haired twins so eager for blood. The big question though was why one of the Elite Four watching a battle that was not exactly of highest stakes or level. He was to afraid to ask and he was completely uncertain about what to do, looking around with a slight panic for the professor, but luckily it looked like she found him. Really, he did not know how he did not notice the woman wearing the white lab coat. He sighed with relief and greeted the professor with a sheepish smile. "Uh, hello Professor Kalmia."

Wait, Jacques was looking at Basil. Why was he looking at him? Alright Basil, keep it cool, keep it cool. He repeated over and over in his head. Maybe if Basil didn't look Jacques in the eye then maybe the Elite trainer would not sense his fear.

Oh thank Arceus, they were going to go inside. Basil followed Kalmia inside and left his bag at the door. What he saw, well, it certainly was a lab alright. He imagined that it would look something out of a movie or TV show, or at least having enough space not to shoulder check the shelves. Just how in the fresh hell did she get anything done around here? There was barely any room to breathe let alone work. Also, was it safe for the Pokemon to be wandering around in such a tight space? Couldn't that Pikachu just fry the servers or the Spiritomb just be a spooky terror the other Pokemon and just cause panic?

Considering the importance of her work, wouldn't the government be more interested in funding research? At least not attached to someone's house. Can't imagine not bringing home your work when your work is your home. You know what, it's probably best not to think about these things.

Besides, with a Pokedex presented to him it would be hard to think of anything else. It was a dark, desaturated purple for the main body with silver streaking through the middle. An actual, honest to god Pokedex from Professor Oak presented by Kalmia. In that moment, he was then struck by a stream of words as she explained everything. She must have been tired repeating it to every newbie trainer that walked through her doors. "Thank you very much Ms., I mean, Professor Kalmia. I won't let you down!" He said, perhaps a bit too eagerly as he tried to show that he had some sort of confidence. She was trusting him to complete the journey, not remain a spineless Jellicent.

More importantly, Kalmia presented him with a Pokeball. For a moment he thought his heart stopped. It suddenly became more real that he was doing this, that he was going to have to be responsible for living beings and take care of them and himself out on the open road. Would the Pokemon even like him? Would he even be good at this? He stared at the ball, almost afraid to receive it, visibly shaking.

Oh to hell with this! He took the ball slowly from Kalmia and looked down at it, taking a calm deep breath before releasing it from its ball with a white flash of light.

"Dar?" The little creature surveyed her surroundings before looking up at Basil with quite an inquisitive look.

Basil knelt down so he was closer to her eye level. He did not think that she would be so small, but it could probably knock the air out of his lungs if it wanted to. His hand reached out for the creature, not touching her, but allowing the pokemon to sniff it before she pushed her own head into his palm for rubs. ""You're a sweet one, aren't you. For the first time since he left home, there was a genuine smile on his face, calm, enjoying the moment.

He took this moment to scan her with his Pokedex before the device spoke in a very digital voice.

- You've obtained Darumaka! -



Pokédex Entry #554 – Darumaka, the Zen Charm Pokémon. When its internal fire burns, it cannot calm down and has to run around. When the fire diminishes, it falls asleep and pulls its limbs into its body to form a state where it will always right itself no matter how it is pushed or pulled. Because the droppings of a Darumaka never cools down, they can be used to heat clothes by those who doesn’t consider that disgusting.

- Would you like to give Darumaka a nickname? -

A nickname? The thought didn't occur to him until now."Hm... Hey little one, how do you like the name Cecil?" He didn't even get a chance to check for a reaction when his Darumaka tackled his chest, knocking him down on his back, and then snuggled on him.

"I think she likes it." Basil said with half breath. Holy Arceus above, Cecil was heavy. It took a considerable amount of effort just to sit up while holding onto the Darumaka. "Thank you so much, Professor."

Pokémon: Start

@PlatinumSkink@Savo Sorry! I forgot to tag you both in the post.

Pokémon: Start

Typically one would be asleep at five in the morning, but today was anything, but typical for Basil; today was the day they would arrive at Pureplain Town and begin his journey as a Pokemon trainer. Now sure he was a native to Isson, but he was some ways away from his destination. As a native to Worldedge City, he lived essentially on the opposite side of the north-east on the southern landmass and since crossing the region via air or train was not viable, he has spent who knows how long on a ship travelling.

To say he was excited would have been an understatement. He gave up any attempts to sleep because his mind was filled with so many things at the moment, good as much as bad. To know that his own family was not going to support him on his efforts though that was completely unexpected. It wasn't all bad though. He smiled at the hiking pack that was given to him by the servants that he had treated so kindly. At least he had their support.

Many hours later he could see the destination, as well as the rest of the ships passengers. When they would arrive at the port, people were pushing and shoving their way through as if there was a prize for being the first to get off. When Basil tried to make his way down, two rather large people sandwiched him unintentionally though they did not notice the scrawny young man between them. Squeezing his way through, he was free at last and rushed down the stairs to get away from the crowds.

Well this was it, Pureplain Town. It was a modest place, much unlike the grand city of Worldedge that spanned as far as the eye could see, but the quiet, inconsequential monotony of this small town was very much welcomed. Basil was walking down the streets, passing a bay where ships were docking and fisherman shooting the wind as they stand around with their lures bobbing in the water. He had never been this close to the sea before; back in his home city the only way to get close to it was a steep death drop by the cliffs.

It could not have been a nicer day to start this journey; the sun was shining with comforting warm rays and there was a gentle breeze of cool air coming from the bay. Basil smiled at the prospect of finding himself a cozy spot and paint the scenery, but he had an appointment he had to keep! Professor Kalmia was expecting him to arrive today and he certainly did not want to make her wait after being so kind enough to let him go on this journey to begin with.

"Stay focused Basil, focus." He said to himself as he surveyed his surroundings. Right now he had to find out where the lab actually was. Of course he knew the address, but the professor forgot how to actually get there. Just the thought of getting lost in an unfamiliar city made him shiver, but he had to remain calm. He was on this journey to better himself, not freak out.

Okay, maybe he could just ask someone. There was a very pretty looking girl with a green bonnet and a grey cardigan walking by so he thought to ask her instead. "Uh, hello miss? Could you tell me how to-?"

She turned to him with gentle smile, but what she said could not have been further mismatched by how she looked. "What do ya want ya wee posh cunt? Ya lookin' to fight or not?" She said in an accent thicker than a muddy bog.

Basil trembled in absolute shock and horror as she continued to hurl sentences at him that he could barely understand. At this point he looked like the breeze could knock him down.Oh no, she's Galarian.

Later

He could not have been any luckier when a very nice lady from a local flower shop found the distressed young man and gave him directions. Well, that was one hell of a first step to this adventure; getting berated by a very aggressive Galarian tourist was not one of the things he expected to happen, but all that mattered was that he finally found the lab. It did not match the image he had for it in his head; the lab was rather a bit more homely than he anticipated. There really was not that much funding for research on Pokemon in Isson was there.

Okay, he was staring at the building for way longer than he should have been. Basil smacked his cheeks lightly to get himself out of it and said with as much determination as he could muster, "Alright, let's do this." He walked towards the facility and noticed that there people standing out on the front yard. Well it looked like there were people that arrived ahead of him and...Wait, wasn't that man in the ridiculous suit and top hat part of the elite four? Why is he here?!

They must have not noticed him, it looked like they were caught up in their own thing at the moment. He glanced around to see if the professor was spectating though he was not exactly sure what to do in this situation.

Pokémon: Start

Trainer ID: Basil Rivens

Trainer Name: Basil Rivens

Appearance: 5'9 and he got his piercings and dyed his brown hair white when he left home. He is told quite often that he looks anxious constantly. He paints his own tattoos though they aren't real so they will fade over time. He wears a white t-shirt instead of the turtleneck thing in the ref photo.

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Personality: At first glance one would think that Basil is a timid, anxious person and that's because he is. People make him feel uneasy and is really only relaxed when he is with Pokemon or is drawing, unless someone is watching him draw. Aside from that, he is actually quite a friendly, amicable person once they get past the awkwardness. Still, he's not exactly a ladies man and will flop about like a Magikarp if placed in situations involving flirting with the opposite sex.

However, he is strangely rebellious; he hates being told what to do and hates having things decided for him. After all, he is trying to improve himself as a person and wants to be someone who can take charge of his own life and live it with confidence.

To say he dislikes the nobility would be putting it lightly.

Hometown: Isson, Worldedge City

Background: You would think being born to nobility to would be a ticket to an easy life, but it is as they say; all that glitters is not gold. In his case, Basil was born as youngest of three children to the owner and CEO of the region's news conglomerate. The moment he was born everything from what hobbies he would have to what profession he would have to even who he would marry. Expectations to be great and hold his family name up were placed upon him, but things did not turn out as they wanted for their son. Basil was a painfully timid, clumsy child that failed every goal that his parents set for him despite his best efforts. He was not nearly as athletic and charismatic as his eldest brother and he certainly did not have the business savvy, absurd intelligence, and confidence that the second eldest had.

What he did have was a natural artistic ability and an affinity towards Pokemon, neither which his family cared for, which was ironic considering that they made medicine for the latter. It was not just his family he did not fit in with, but the rest of high society as well. He found it nauseating dealing with these kinds of people. It was just a game of one upping and gossiping, not talking to each other as if they were friends, but more like they were trying to impress and get something out of each other. It was a strange world that he could not break into nor did he want to. Believe it or not, he would actually sneak out of his family's estate to go and mingle with the regular folk of Worldedge City, finding that he had more in common with them. It would be odd to think a noble would be jealous of normal people, but that was the strangeness that he found himself in.

Years and years of this cliche would drive anyone up the wall. He was sick of it; the entitlement, the pretentious self-importance, the expectations that he could never reach for his parents set for him while his brothers could with ease. There had to be something more to this caged life and sure enough, it came to him in the news of Professor Kalmia scouting for new trainers to complete the Pokedex. Of course, every child and their Growlithe wanted to get a piece of this so what were the odds of her giving him a Pokedex? Well, apparently she must root for the underdog because she decided he would be one of the few to receive a Pokedex. His parents gave him their permission, mainly because they did not care what he did anymore after years of disappointment.

For the first time in his life, he was actually free. The world was wide open for him now, but with freedom comes responsibility and grit, especially for a journey to face the Pokemon League.

Kind of Pokémon you like: "Anything that will have me?"

Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:

-His aspirations are to live freely and to become a self-made, confident person.
-Is a really good artist. Specializes in charcoal, graphite, oils, and water colors.
-Has a very sharp eye and is able to pick up on tiny details that others may miss.
-Is actually a bottomless pit when it comes to food and does not gain a pound.
-Very well read and cultured.
-Has a nervous tick where he will scratch his neck when anxious.
-Has really good aim. Pretty helpful when he plays darts.
-Plays the mandolin pretty well.
-Speaks Kalosian

Items: 1x Potion, 5 pokeballs, mandolin, sketch pad and graphite pencils, Egg

Pokédollars: 1,500p.

Roster

Cecil

Pokémon Name: Cecil
Species: Darumaka
Gender: ♀
Type: Fire
Personality:A jolly, over confident creature that will sass the hell out of people and demands cuddles.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: It tries to mimic Basil drawing, but all that it makes are just scribbles and blobs. Also likes marmalade sandwiches. Her goal is absolute domination on the battlefield and help Basil out of his shell.
Level: 14
Moves: Rollout, Tackle, Incinerate, Rage, Fire Fang, Headbutt
Ability: Hustle
Held Item: None

Crocus

Pokémon Name: Crocus
Species: Bulbasaur
Gender: ♂
Type: Grass/Poison
Personality: Crocus is a curious, friendly creature. A bit too friendly and trusting for its own good.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: His goal is to be an adventurer and go where no Bulbasaur has gone before! Smells like freshly cut grass.
Level: 13
Moves: Tackle, Growl, Leech Seed, Vine Whip, Sleeping Powder, Poison Powder
Ability: Overgrow. Boosts power of Grass-type moves when heavily damaged.
Held Item: None

Glory

Gender: ♂
Type: Fighting/Flying
Personality: (Up to player.)
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.)
Level: 15
Moves: Detect, Tackle, Hone Claws, Karate Chop, Wing Attack, Roost
Ability: Limber. Cannot be paralyzed.
Held Item: None.

Roxanne

Gender: ♀
Type: Rock
Personality: (Up to player.)
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.)
Level: 13
Moves: Tackle, Harden, Block, Rock Throw, Thunder Wave
Ability: Magnet Pull. Traps steel-type Pokémon.
Held Item: None.

Lupin

Pokémon Name: Lupin
Species: Sneasel
Gender: ♂
Type: Ice/Dark
Personality: An intelligent, sneaky, trouble making Pokemon that has way too much trouble keeping its mitts of other people's belongings. It is also a little cocky and likes to pick fights.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Likes listening to rock music. Wants to be a world class thief. Ironically, Lupin's favorite foods are spicy.
Level: 11
Moves: Scratch, Leer, Taunt, Quick Attack, Faint Attack
Ability: Pickpocket
Held Item: None

Lancer

Pokémon Name: Lancer
Species: Escavalier
Gender: ♂
Type: Bug
Personality: The most arrogant bug Pokemon you will ever meet. Lancer hates to lose and thinks of itself as a knight. Does not ever back down from a duel.
Level: 12
Moves: Peck, Leer, Endure, Quick Guard
Ability: Swarm
Held Item: None

PC

Sabbah

Gender: ♀
Species: Accelgor
Type: Bug
Personality: (Up to player.)
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.)
Level: 9
Moves: Leech Life, Acid, Bide, Double Team, Acid Spray
Ability: Hydration. Heals status problems during rain.
Held Item: None.

Aria

Gender: ♀
Type: Normal/Fairy
Personality: (Up to player.)
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.)
Level: 14
Moves: Sing, Defense Curl, Pound, Play Nice, Disarming Voice
Ability: Friend Guard. Reduces damage done to nearby allies.
Held Item: None

Pamina

Gender: ♀
Type: Bug
Personality: (Up to player.)
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.)
Level: 15
Moves: Vice Grip, Focus Energy, Bind, Seismic Toss, Harden, Revenge
Ability: Hyper Cutter. Attack cannot be decreased.
Held Item: None.

Titus

Gender: ♂
Type: Water
Personality: (Up to player.)
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.)
Level: 5
Moves: Splash
Ability: Rattled. Boosts speed if hit by a Dark, Bug or Ghost-type move.
Held Item: None.

Roxanne

Gender: ♀
Type: Rock
Personality: (Up to player.)
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.)
Level: 15
Moves: Tackle, Harden, Block, Rock Throw, Thunder Wave
Ability: Magnet Pull. Traps steel-type Pokémon.
Held Item:
Health & Status: 100%

Lancer

Pokémon Name: Lancer
Species: Escavalier
Gender: ♂
Type: Bug
Personality: The most arrogant bug Pokemon you will ever meet. Lancer hates to lose and thinks of itself as a knight. Does not ever back down from a duel.
Level: 14
Moves: Peck, Leer, Endure, Quick Guard, Twineedle
Ability: Swarm
Held Item: None
Health & Status: 100%

Lupin

Pokémon Name: Lupin
Species: Sneasel
Gender: ♂
Type: Ice/Dark
Personality: An intelligent, sneaky, trouble making Pokemon that has way too much trouble keeping its mitts of other people's belongings. It is also a little cocky and likes to pick fights.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Likes listening to rock music. Wants to be a world class thief. Ironically, Lupin's favorite foods are spicy.
Level: 14
Moves: Scratch, Leer, Taunt, Quick Attack, Faint Attack, Icy Wind
Ability: Pickpocket
Held Item: None
Health & Status: 100%

Pokémon: Start

My bad on the incinerate part. I somehow read the 6 as a 5. Writing profiles when I’m falling asleep isn’t a good idea. XD

Pokémon: Start

Trainer ID: Basil Rivens

Trainer Name: Basil Rivens

Appearance: 5'9 and he got his piercings and dyed his brown hair white when he left home. He is told quite often that he looks anxious constantly. He paints his own tattoos though they aren't real so they will fade over time.

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Personality: At first glance one would think that Basil is a timid, anxious person and that's because he is. People make him feel uneasy and is really only relaxed when he is with Pokemon or is drawing, unless someone is watching him draw. Aside from that, he is actually quite a friendly, amicable person once they get past the awkwardness. Still, he's not exactly a ladies man and will flop about like a Magikarp if placed in situations involving flirting with the opposite sex.

However, he is strangely rebellious; he hates being told what to do and hates having things decided for him. After all, he is trying to improve himself as a person and wants to be someone who can take charge of his own life and live it with confidence.

To say he dislikes the nobility would be putting it lightly.

Hometown: Isson, Worldedge City

Background: You would think being born to nobility to would be a ticket to an easy life, but it is as they say; all that glitters is not gold. In his case, Basil was born as youngest of three children to the owner and CEO one of the region's highest grossing Pokemon pharmaceutical company and the heir to a shipping conglomerate. The moment he was born everything from what hobbies he would have to what profession he would have to even who he would marry. Expectations to be great and hold his family name up were placed upon him, but things did not turn out as they wanted for their son. Basil was a painfully timid, clumsy child that failed every goal that his parents set for him despite his best efforts. He was not nearly as athletic and charismatic as his eldest brother and he certainly did not have the business savvy, absurd intelligence, and confidence that the second eldest had.

What he did have was a natural artistic ability and an affinity towards Pokemon, neither which his family cared for, ironic considering that they made medicine for the latter. It was not just his family he did not fit in with, but the rest of high society as well, find it nauseating dealing with these kinds of people. It was just a game of one upping and gossiping, not talking to each other as if they were friends, but more like they were trying to impress and get something out of each other. It was a strange world that he could not break into nor did he want to. Believe it or not, he would actually sneak out of his family's estate to go and mingle with the regular folk of Worldedge City, finding that he had more in common with them. It would be odd to think a noble would be jealous of normal people, but that was the strangeness that he found himself in.

Years and years of this cliche would drive anyone up the wall. He was sick of it; the entitlement, the pretentious self-importance, the expectations that he could never reach for his parents set for him while his brothers could with ease. There had to be something more to this caged life and sure enough, it came to him in the news of Professor Kalmia scouting for new trainers to complete the Pokedex. Of course, every child and their Growlithe wanted to get a piece of this so what were the odds of her giving him a Pokedex? Well, apparently she must root for the underdog because she decided he would be one of the few to receive a Pokedex. His parents gave him their permission, mainly because they did not care what he did anymore after years of disappointment.

For the first time in his life, he was actually free. The world was wide open for him now, but with freedom comes responsibility and grit, especially for a journey to face the Pokemon League.

Kind of Pokémon you like: "Uh...Fairy and Ground types?"

Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:

-His aspirations are to live freely and to become a self-made, confident person.
-Is a really good artist. Specializes in charcoal, graphite, and water colors.
-Has a very sharp eye and is able to pick up on tiny details that others may miss.
-Is actually a bottomless pit when it comes to food and does not gain a pound.
-Very well read and cultured.
-Has a nervous tick where he will scratch his neck when anxious.
-Has really good aim. Pretty helpful when he plays darts.
-Plays the mandolin pretty well.

Items: 1x Potion.

Pokédollars: 500p.

Starter

Pokémon Name: Cecil
Species: Darumaka
Gender: ♀
Type: Fire
Personality:A jolly, over confident creature that will sass the hell out of people and demands cuddles.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: It tries to mimic Basil drawing, but all that it makes are just scribbles and blobs. Also likes marmalade sandwiches.
Level: 5
Moves: Rollout, Tackle
Ability: Hustle
Held Item: None

Pokémon: Start

Oh cool. A discord link would be great.

Pokémon: Start

@hatakekuro ... And I just noticed that this question here's the last you did on this site for the last six months, hah. Well, um. I did want to ask if you were still interested? Because, unless I am completely forgetting someone, you'd be next on the waiting list.

The reason there's barely been any comments since is because it's been all on Discord for a while, now.

@PlatinumSkink

Oh, uh, I had been busy. I'm still interested.

I kinda didn't notice the notification because I am idiot that never bothers to clear them.