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Post by theyoshman on Apr 2, 2009 14:58:59 GMT -5
Jesse knocked on the Team Diamond lab’s door sharply with his knuckles. The calm teenager was unusually restless that day. He had well reason to be though- he was finally getting his first Pokemon. After years of being suppressed by his father, he would finally be a Pokemon trainer. Then he would finally show his father who the better trainer was- licking his lips in anticipation Jesse knocked once more this time a little bit harder.
He already knew exactly what Pokemon he wanted, or at least generally- it’d have to be like him. That seemed like no problem though considering which venue he was coming to. Staring up, he looked to the very top of the laboratory, he kept muttering to himself “Team Diamond...”
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Post by Saint Skuntank on Apr 2, 2009 15:13:46 GMT -5
The afternoon sun beat down into the lab, disturbing the sleeping Luxray. With an angry growl, the electric Pokemon gave a sharp glance at the gruff old man. Noticing the look, the man returned an equally feirce growl and got up from his seat. His hips seeming to grind against the other bones, he meandered towards the window, closing the blinds abruptly.
Right before he had the chance to sit back down, a knock resounded throughout the dimly lit lab. Swearing to himself, he approached the door. Getting up from its resting position, the Luxray drew closer to the door as well. Motioning it back, Kanaye continued towards the door, typing in the code to unlock the door. As it slid open, Kanaye said, in his deepest, most foreboding voice, "Welcome to Team Diamond. Are you ready to sell your soul?" [/sub] |
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Post by theyoshman on Apr 2, 2009 16:23:08 GMT -5
OOC: Fast 
IC: “Yes, whatever. Pokémon.” With three simple words Jesse had managed to express all the feelings that he was feeling at the time but with a rather expressionless tone and simple gaze. Brushing past Kanaye, he walked into the laboratory- staring everywhere with his hands casually in their pockets.
Turning around to face the old man- he took out a hand and outstretched it as to signify- ‘where’s my Pokemon’. “So. Selection?” Although Jesse had a…unique way of talking- it was obvious what he was referring to. He wanted to see the selection of Pokémon. The boy wasted no time with unnecessary words.
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Post by Saint Skuntank on Apr 2, 2009 22:16:40 GMT -5
OoC: That's what we're about here A small grin twitched on the man's face. It was often that a new member wasn't a stuttering mess, stumbling over the words as if they were ten-foot hurdles. With a nod, he replied "Blunt. Welcome to the team, mate." Turning his head to see the new recruit, he reached into his pocket, an old piece of paper pulled from his pocket.
"We steal, so we expect our recruits to too," grumbled Kanaye. "I need you to understand, that I have no problem...erasing you if you even think about taking any of these without my consent. Think I jest? What do you think I feed this Luxray like here?" Hearing himself being mentioned, the Pokemon sat up, now alert. Giving that same grin as his master, the electric type began to create static around his whole body.
Handing the piece of paper to the boy, he said "We got four choices. No, you can't be special and get a random one, you will be happy with the one you get, and we are not liable for any injury you suffer from this Pokemon..."
The paper had only four pictures of different, darker Pokemon on it, along with the name of said Pokemon.
 Murkrow  Gligar  Sneasel  Houndour
While the trainer looked at the list, Kanaye gave him a quick eye ball. A strapping fellow, he would make a great member, and maybe they would have the pleasure of 'working' together one day. His knife seemed to twitch at the prospect. "Choose whichever you like." |
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Post by theyoshman on Apr 3, 2009 18:31:26 GMT -5
Jesse didn’t even seem to notice Kanaye’s display of machismo, he was more interested in the Pokemon that would soon be in his hands. As long as Team Diamond remained strong he’d continue to be loyal. It was the only way the teen would continue to grow. Suddenly snapping back to reality as Kanaye handed him a piece of paper- he grabbed it instantly.
As soon as the would-be trainer’s eyes fell upon the picture of the Sneasel. Flipping the page so Kanaye’s eyes could see it- he pointed at it. It was the Pokemon he wanted. Although he didn’t say a word it was obvious by the boy’s excited eyes that it was what he wanted. There was a Sneasel that his father owned- it was one of his favourite Pokemon to train with. It was the perfect Pokemon to start with. It shared Jesse’s harshness and discipline.
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Post by Saint Skuntank on Apr 3, 2009 21:26:40 GMT -5
Eyeing the young trainer, Kanaye shuffled towards a dusty old shelf. In four distinct places were half oval indentations, where four pokeballs rested. As one would guess, inside each rested one of the four starters. Their seemed to be a pattern of dustless shelf space, obviously where the pokeballs were restocked after each new recruit passed through the doors.
"Now, are you sure you want this one. He can be a pain in the ass sometimes..." Kanaye said, giving a false tone of sincerity. He didn't care if the trainer was uncomfortable with a new selection, would weed out the weaker links. However, the higher-ups required it. [/sub] |
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Post by theyoshman on Apr 3, 2009 22:02:28 GMT -5
Watching carefully as Kanaye began to shuffle around the laboratory before picking up the Pokeball which would contain his new Pokemon. Resting a hand upon the Pokeball that the old man had just taken off the shelf- he gripped it, before placing it on a space on the belt around his waist. A small, tiny grin seemed to brush the features of the handsome boy.
“Don’t care.” He said as he began to walk away. However just as he was about to depart from the door he turned around to give Kanaye some final parting words. Fixed with a determined stare he said in a hush tone quite possibly the most words at once since he got here- “When I get back here…I’ll be a Pokemon master.” Resting his hands on the Poke ball, he pushed open the door and headed out.
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Post by Saint Skuntank on Apr 3, 2009 22:32:06 GMT -5
Smiling reluctantly, Kanaye picked up a pack from the floor. In it contained the new Recruit's items and a description of his new Pokemon. He also through in a status card. Rummaging in the back, he grabbed a new Sneasel, and put it in the spot that now lay empty, waiting on a new recruit to come. Giving the package to the Luxray, the Pokemon reluctantly made its way outside to catch up with the new recruit before he got too far ahead of himself.
Congratulations. You have been promoted to Recruit.
With this rank, you may only accept class D missions from headquarters. [/i] You received a Sneasel! Name: -Your Choice- Gender: -Your Choice- Level: 5 Attacks: Scratch, Leer, Taunt Nature: -Your Choice {Have Fun and be Descriptive}- Experience: 0% Happiness Level: 5 Hold Item: None Yet Along with your Pokemon you received a starter pack containing: Pokéball x5  Energy Powder x5  Revive x1  Rare Candy x1 500 C ;; Lanorae's currency You may now advance to Route 1 - High Prairie[/center][/sub] |
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