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05-31-2017, 06:00 PM | #152 |
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The bell over the door to the Adoption Center jingled as Gary opened it and stepped inside. Yes, he had just been here a week or so before, and yes, he had told himself to hold back on coming back to adopt every single Pokemon in here. However, today he had a different purpose. In his hand he held what appeared to be a package slip. His mother had recently sent him a letter from back home in Azalea Town of the Johto region, telling him that there was a surprise on its way. He was to claim it here at the Adoption Center. Why? He had no idea, but he would soon find out.
Walking up to the reception, Gary placed the slip on the counter. “Hi, I’m back,” he greeted sheepishly with a smile, “But with an unusual request this time. I’ve got this package notification-” Gary didn’t have to say any more, as the clerk seemed to know exactly what he was talking about. They turned around and went to the back of the shop, only to return minutes later carrying a heavy looking box in their hands. Gently setting it on the counter, they offered it to Gary to open. There were some breathing holes in the box, like it was the kind of box you would use to transport live animals, so Gary’s curiosity was really growing now. Pulling open the lid, as he peered inside his eyes went wide. “Pokey?! What! But wait, you look younger…” Inside the box was a bright-eyed and rather young looking Slowpoke that looked just barely old enough to have been weaned off its mother. There was a striking resemblance to Gary’s childhood pet Slowpoke, Pokey. The clerk then handed Gary a note that came with the box. He quickly opened it and scanned the contents. Gary teared up a little as he read the letter, wiping his eye. He then set the letter down and picked up the Slowpoke from the box, holding him up in the air. “Hey there, little guy! How about you go on an adventure with me and next time we visit home you can tell your dad all about it?” The Slowpoke had a goofy grin on its face, letting out a yawn. “There’s no replacing the original, but you seem like a chip off the ol’ block to me. Why don’t I call you Pokey Jr.?” Pulling out a Pokeball, Gary called the Slowpoke inside briefly before bringing him back out to hold in his arms. The clerk mentioned a transportation fee of $30, which Gary happily paid.Dear Gary, I hope this little one finds you in good health. I know you miss Pokey and the rest of the Slowpokes back at home, but wouldn’t you know it, Pokey’s a father now! Of the litter, this one is a bit of an explorer just like yourself, so I felt like you two could use each other. I hope you enjoy this little slice of home and treat him well! Love, Mom. Adopting lv.1 male Slowpoke for $30 <payment> Last edited by Sandaa; 06-01-2017 at 03:38 AM. |
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As has been the case several times now since the Adoption Center's grand reopening, Keith found himself in aforementioned center to help empty out the overcrowded place. Thus far his contributions consisted of adopting a Tympole and a Vulpix, and now he was back to see what else he would wish to add to his team.
He did not have long to look. "Huh," Keith remarked, approaching one of the cages. Most notably, its intended occupant wasn't actually occupying it. Rather, it was standing atop the cage, smiling at the approaching Trainer. Keith noted that a few of the bars looked bent out of place, as if to allow something through them. "Broke out, did you?" he asked. "Mai, maiiinun!" responded the Pokémon, sounding distinctly pleased with herself. She was a small Pokémon, yellow and blue in coloration, and with circular Pikachuesque electric pouches on her cheeks. Chuckling at this Pokémon's spirited attitude, Keith dug out his Pokédex and pointed it at the little creature. "Minun, the Cheering Pokémon. An Electric-type," said Keith's Pokédex. "Minun dislikes getting wet, so it takes shelter under the eaves of houses whenever it rains. It generates showers of sparks to cheer on its teammates in battle." "Cool," remarked Keith. He'd seen a Minun before, of course, back when he was helping to test out the Fizzytopia region's Battle Pike, though that one was fighting alongside something called a Plusle. "Heh, it'd be even cooler if you had a Plusle with you-" he began. "Mai Minun!" interrupted Minun, shaking her head and frowning. "Minun mi, Minun Minun! Minun!" "Minun's sayin' she don't need no stinkin' Plusle," Meowth translated. "She says she's sick and tired of everyone tinkin' Plusle and Minun oughta be dis automatic package deal when dey're two individual species o' Pokémon and oughta be treated dat way." "...Wow," Keith murmured. "Well, alright, then," he nodded. "Sorry about that, Minun," he apologized. "Minun," nodded Minun, calming down. "Well, you know what, you got a fair point," Keith continued. "I bet you're a perfectly good Pokémon without a Plusle to back you up," "Mai mai!" Minun nodded, grinning again. "Yeah!" Keith grinned back. "I like your spirit, Minun," he stated. "What say you come with us?" "Minun!" Minun nodded. Without waiting for Keith, she jumped, and grabbed hold of one of his arms. She climbed up said arm, pushed past Meowth (to his mild indignation), and started digging through his backpack. Keith allowed this to happen out of sheer morbid curiosity. Moments later, Minun emerged, holding a still-minimized Fast Ball with her front legs. "Minun! Minun mai!" she declared, dropping the Fast Ball into Keith's hand and pointing at it. Keith chuckled. "I take that as a yes," he replied. "And it seems you know what ball you want, too," he added, enlarging the Fast Ball. So... as for your name, how's Anion sound?" "Miiiinun!" cheered Minun in response, before jumping off Keith's shoulder once more, and striking the Fast Ball's button herself. The Fast Ball sucked her in immediately, wobbled in place a few times, and fell still. "Well," Meowth remarked as Keith grinned at the ball containing his new Minun. "Dis oughta be interestin'." "I'd say so," Keith nodded in agreement, as he approached the counter, intent on paying for his new Minun. OOC: Adopting the level 1 female Minun. Putting her in this Fast Ball, nicknaming her Anion, and declaring her Ability to be Volt Absorb. Payment: 30 |
06-01-2017, 06:00 PM | #158 |
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Well, I'm back again! Looks like lots of stuff I was looking for got taken, but I can still see a little someone over there...
: Aron? *is inside a thick, plastic cage* Hm, most of these other Pokemon are inside metal cages, what makes you so special? Aron, the Iron Armor Pokemon. Its heavily armored body is made entirely of metal, and it feeds on iron ore in the mountains to make its armor stronger. When it cannot find any iron in the mountains, they look for manmade structures on the outskirts of civilization and feed on any metal found in bridges and railroad tracks. A group of Aron is sometimes bold enough to venture into civilization itself, looking for playgrounds, vehicles, and even tall buildings. A single Aron's charge can destroy an entire dump truck, turning it into a food source, and a small group of them can raze an entire building for food if desperate enough. These behaviors often put them at conflict with the local humans, and trainers can often be seen battling and capturing these Pokemon by request of the townsfolk there. Heh, that explains it, maybe your keepers learned the hard way... : *pops out of his Chocolate Ball* Larvitar~ Huh? Gaara, you popped out on your own? : Larvitar lar! *points to the Aron* So you're saying...you want the Aron to come with us? : Larrr~ Well, I already decided that! You're only wanting me to adopt her even more! : Larvitar~ : Aron~ Okay, I'll just bring you out of your cage, and- whoa, you're heavy! I guess when you eat nothing but iron it tends to do that to you. : Aron ar. *nods* All right, you two go ahead and play while I fill out the paperwork. Looks like I gotta start getting iron now...Joanna! *************** Pokemon to Adopt: Lv. 1 Female Aron Payment: $30 Pokeball: (#24/30) Last edited by Gemini Spark; 06-01-2017 at 08:28 PM. |
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Kawaii had given up picking out a pokemon before she got to the center. She wandered in and her eyes skimmed over the many pokemon on display. Until a flash of pink caught her eye. She walked forward to examine the cage. Tthe cat like pokemon was smaller than any skitty she had seen before. A sign on the cage read RUNT AND COMES FROM AN ABUSIVE HOME. VERY FEARFUL. PLEASE KEEP IN A QUIET ENVIROMENT. Kawaii's heart broke upon reading those words. She knew at that moment that this was her next pokemon. After paying the adoption fee she returned to the cage and unlatched it. Carefully she let the normal type sniff her hand. The skitty sniffed her hand and looked at the trainer curiously. Kawaii heald back tears and gently picked up the shaking pokemon covering it with her coat. The trainer had not spoken a single word during the time but the skitty in her arms knew that her new trainer would protect her. Slowly it's shaking stopped.
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Third time's the charm after all, and Alice Hope had returned for a Pokemon that she had spotted the last time, but had been unable to claim along with her beloved Zoey. It was the second, common, unusual choice of hers, and the young woman's footsteps were brisk to return to the habitat she had found him in. There he was! She was both relieved and disappointed, but at least now the water type would gain the love he deserved.
"Hey, little guy. I'm really, really, really sorry I left you here the last time." Alice said, and she damn well meant it. Her heart already tugged with guilt, but now she had a single Poke Ball just for him, and $30 well spent from her bank. Blue eyes shimmering with hope, Alice continued, "But I haven't stopped thinking about you. And I was thinking, if you'd be okay with it, you could come home with me! I even have another water type who'd love taking little baths and adventures with you. What d'you think? I'm not a bad catch if I say so myself."
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It is not enough to be shaped like a human - there are Pokemon who look like us. It is not enough to have the intellect of a human - many Pokemon exceed us. It is not enough to talk like a human - Pokemon can learn to speak with us. Humanity itself is... a strange thing, and it seems odd - perhaps even downright impossible - that a species so plain, with so few methods of self-defense or defining characteristics, would ultimately have dominion over Pokemonkind. Perhaps it is our inventiveness and ambition - our desire to contain, to control, to conquer, and the resourcefulness to accomplish these motives - that is unique to us. Veni, Vidi, Vici may as well be the human motto. It does not speak well of us, and yet... What does it mean, when you reach across space - across distances as small as an arm's length, which can span oceans of loneliness as vast as the universe itself - and find that you have touched another? Those moments - those brief, beautiful moments of connectedness, which define the infinitesimal speck of time we refer to as our lives - are those the things that make us human? No, of course not. As Tate and Pena are beginning to realize... Pokemon can feel those moments, too. Adoption of Lv 01 (M) Tyrogue confirmed. |
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