@samreaper
This was just a slaughter and honestly, there was no satisfaction in it. Tristan was a pathetic trainer, to put it lightly. He was not just an amateur, he literally had no knowledge of Pokemon or any basic concept of strategy. It was as if he never watched a Pokemon Battle in his life. Why in the fresh hell did Adriane pick him of all people?
And he surrendered?
Freya scowled but shrugged and returned her rather satisfied Growlithe back into its ball. "Well, I can't say I blame you. It's almost commendable to put your Pokemon ahead of your own pride. Just take care not to insult your own Pokemon's efforts, even if you mean well." With that, she turned heel and began to walk away from the arena to wherever Steph was. It really looked like she wanted nothing to do with him.
At this point the crowd had dispersed with murmurs of disappointment or relief. To be frank, it was such a pathetic sight that no one really wanted to stay anyway.
To save us time, we will say that Tristan had gone to the Pokemon Center to heal King again. When the Nurse Joy arrived, she didn't just hand him back King's Pokeball. A large, heavy hardback textbook filled with many posted notes fell on his lap. It looked like it was in rather bad shape; the cover was rather beaten up and the corned were bent upwards. He would have received a stern look from the Nurse Joy. Yes, the same one that called him a little shit. "I saw that... 'battle.' If it's any consolation, it really was just bad luck." She said, her eyes now peering down at the book on his lap. "You look like you care, but if you really do, read that book. I'm sorry if it's a bit rough. It's the one I used in school. I kept it around for this exact reason."
What does Tristan do now?
@CitrusArms
Too late, Kapoc is in a whole lot of trouble.
As for the Blipbug, it was rather curious about this strange duo. A Pokemon from the past living in the modern era with this kind, yet odd girl who appeared to be quite studious if what her intentions with the Tyrunt were to be true. How would such a duo workout in the end? Curiouser and curiouser.
The Blipbug did flinch from the lick, but at least it didn't run away this time! Progress! It looked at the Pokeball, contemplating a bit more though it seemed to have made its decision. The bug crawled over to it, hitting the button with one of its stubby arms before it was absorbed in a beam of light.
It rolled once... it rolled twice...it rolled thrice!
While this was not the most exciting of first captures and perhaps a bit strange, it was the start of her journey. There were also so many things to do the city as well!
What does Stella wish to do?
This was just a slaughter and honestly, there was no satisfaction in it. Tristan was a pathetic trainer, to put it lightly. He was not just an amateur, he literally had no knowledge of Pokemon or any basic concept of strategy. It was as if he never watched a Pokemon Battle in his life. Why in the fresh hell did Adriane pick him of all people?
And he surrendered?
Freya scowled but shrugged and returned her rather satisfied Growlithe back into its ball. "Well, I can't say I blame you. It's almost commendable to put your Pokemon ahead of your own pride. Just take care not to insult your own Pokemon's efforts, even if you mean well." With that, she turned heel and began to walk away from the arena to wherever Steph was. It really looked like she wanted nothing to do with him.
At this point the crowd had dispersed with murmurs of disappointment or relief. To be frank, it was such a pathetic sight that no one really wanted to stay anyway.
To save us time, we will say that Tristan had gone to the Pokemon Center to heal King again. When the Nurse Joy arrived, she didn't just hand him back King's Pokeball. A large, heavy hardback textbook filled with many posted notes fell on his lap. It looked like it was in rather bad shape; the cover was rather beaten up and the corned were bent upwards. He would have received a stern look from the Nurse Joy. Yes, the same one that called him a little shit. "I saw that... 'battle.' If it's any consolation, it really was just bad luck." She said, her eyes now peering down at the book on his lap. "You look like you care, but if you really do, read that book. I'm sorry if it's a bit rough. It's the one I used in school. I kept it around for this exact reason."
Obtained Used Pokemon Textbook!
What does Tristan do now?
@CitrusArms
Too late, Kapoc is in a whole lot of trouble.
As for the Blipbug, it was rather curious about this strange duo. A Pokemon from the past living in the modern era with this kind, yet odd girl who appeared to be quite studious if what her intentions with the Tyrunt were to be true. How would such a duo workout in the end? Curiouser and curiouser.
The Blipbug did flinch from the lick, but at least it didn't run away this time! Progress! It looked at the Pokeball, contemplating a bit more though it seemed to have made its decision. The bug crawled over to it, hitting the button with one of its stubby arms before it was absorbed in a beam of light.
It rolled once... it rolled twice...it rolled thrice!
While this was not the most exciting of first captures and perhaps a bit strange, it was the start of her journey. There were also so many things to do the city as well!
What does Stella wish to do?