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Post by White Prince Of Wonderland on Oct 30, 2015 4:47:30 GMT -7
 Professor Augustine Sycamore is the resident Pokémon Professor of the Kalos region, stationed in Vaniville Town. Sycamore is one of the youngest Professors that help out starting Trainers, even so, he works just has hard as all others. He studies quiet a bit of things in the Pokemon world, but primarily he studies Mega Evolution. He even works closely with Gurkinn, the mega Evolution guru, when he can. Sycamore and his two closest assistants, Dexio and Sina often travel all over the world looking for, and researching, Pokemon that Mega evolve. Even with all of his work, he makes sure to leave time to help new trainers out when ever they need it.
Chespin
Lv. 5
HP- 40
Ability:
Tackle- 20
Growl- Lowers target's attack by one stage
Vine Whip- 30
Fennekin
Lv. 5
HP- 40
Ability:
Scratch- 30
Tail Whip- Lowers target's defense by one stage
Ember- 30 | 1/4 chance of burn
Froakie
Lv. 5
HP- 40
Ability:
Pound- 40
Growl- Lowers target's attack by one stage
Bubble- 20 | Lowers target's speed by one stage |
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Post by gravity_resistant on May 25, 2016 11:36:45 GMT -7
A young male, though not as young as most Pokemon Trainers that receive their Starter from the Professor, stepped into the Laboratory hesitantly. His black hood was up and he wore sunglasses, but the hoodie was unzipped revealing a maroon t-shirt. Most of his outfit was dark. "Hello, my name is Thomas. I'd like to become a Pokemon Trainer." He wasn't sure how all of this was supposed to work, just that you were supposed to talk to the Professor of the Region your journey was to be. He waited patiently for the Professor to tell him what to do.
Thomas had stowed away on a boat that was heading to another region; he didn't know which at the time, but he didn't care either. Anywhere was better than being stuck at home with his Father. So as it turns out, he ended up deep in the Kalos Region, with Pokemon that he'd never heard of, never seen before. This was going to be a struggle, but he was ready for the challenge. He wanted to prove to himself that he wasn't dependant on other people, that he could do this on his own. 
Scyther
Lvl - 10
Hp - 70/70
Exp - 1/15
Gender - Male
Ability - Swarm
Vacuum Wave - 40, attack always goes first
Pursuit - 40, damage doubled to switching Pokemon
Quick Attack - 30, attack always goes first
Leer - lowers Target's defense one stage
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Post by Elemental Paradisity on May 25, 2016 17:51:06 GMT -7
[/div][/div][/quote] A bright morning welcomed the Kalos region into the new day as the sun had ready risen and was moving into mid morni,g basking the green forests around Vaniville town in a warm glow. Though small, Vaniville had much to offer those passing through as a one Professor Sycamore was always ready, willing, and able to aid anywhere he could. One such instance presented itself as he was notified by one of his lab hands of a visitor who had come inside, and the good professor didn't hesitate to welcome the less than excitable visitor.
"Yes, hello Thomas. I am Professor Sycamore, and you have indeed come to the right place," the professor smiled, though after a pause and no further question from the young man, he continued on with a quirie.
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Post by gravity_resistant on May 29, 2016 19:54:26 GMT -7
Thomas wasn't sure which he would pick, to be honest. He knew nothing of this Region's Pokemon, or their potential. "I think choosing the Fire-Type Starter would be best for my plans." He wouldn't go into detail with his plans, but it would be a shock to anyone who knew him well to choose Fire over Water, since he had a passion for Water/Ice-Type Pokemon. He thought that the Professor was a nice person, but he couldn't afford to grow attached to anyone if he were going to prove to himself that he could survive on his own.He wondered what the Fire-Type Pokemon was for this Region. Basing his knowledge off of his Johto Hometown, Fire could burn down any obstacles, keep you warm, and Evolve to something quite powerful. He wouldn't have chosen Grass because of a secret, he'd taken one of his Father's Pokemon before running away forever. He knew it was either a Grass or Bug Type. "So what happens, do I get... items? Where do I go first?"
Scyther
Lvl - 10
Hp - 70/70
Exp - 1/15
Gender - Male
Ability - Swarm
Vacuum Wave - 40, attack always goes first
Pursuit - 40, damage doubled to switching Pokemon
Quick Attack - 30, attack always goes first
Leer - lowers Target's defense one stage
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Post by Elemental Paradisity on Jun 3, 2016 23:52:06 GMT -7
The professor waited patiently for the new arrival's answer to a most perplexing question to some new trainers, and was given an answer of the fire type starter. He nodded his head before looking down to the young man.
"Yes of course, the fire type Fennekin. An excellent choice," Sycamore answered in earnest as he turned to disappear for only a moment before returning with a tray and a set of items.
"Yes, you do get items. These are empty Pokeballs for you, and Potions for starting on your way, and this Pokeball is for your Fennekin," he answered as he came back and listened to Thomas' questions.
"Well, now that you're a registered trainer, you are eligible for the League challenge to challenge gym leaders, and the first one is north of here in Santalune City," Sycamore answered.Thomas has received:Fennekin Lv. 5 HP- 40 Ability: Scratch- 30 Tail Whip- Lowers target's defense by one stage Ember- 30 | 1/4 chance of burn
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Post by gravity_resistant on Jun 5, 2016 8:03:42 GMT -7
He nodded his head in response to the Professor's answers, thinking carefully about what he would do. "Santalune City..." He wondered what type of Pokemon this Gym would have. If it was a Water-Type Gym, then he would have to catch another Pokemon or two. "And how difficult is it, actually, to become a Gym Leader myself?" He figured that if anyone besides a Gym Leader knew, it would be him. While the Professor gave his answer, Thomas would pick up the items, stowing them away.His hand would reach out, grasping Fennekin's Pokeball. The Fire-Type appears in a flash of red. "Thank you, Professor. I'll take good care of my new friend... wait, where is the Pokemon food? Can they eat ours?" Confusion flitted across his face for a moment. He let the Fennekin jump up into his arms.
Scyther
Lvl - 10
Hp - 70/70
Exp - 3/15
Gender - Male
Ability - Swarm
Vacuum Wave - 40, attack always goes first
Pursuit - 40, damage doubled to switching Pokemon
Quick Attack - 30, attack always goes first
Leer - lowers Target's defense one stage
 Fennekin
Lvl - 5
Hp - 40
Exp - 1/15
Gender - Female
Ability: Magician
Scratch - 30
Tail Whip - Lowers target's defense by one stage
Ember - 30 | 1/4 chance of burn
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2016 9:54:04 GMT -7
Ryoku walked through the doors of the lab a small glimmer of excitement in his eyes. He was finally going to get his first Pokemon. He had dreamed about this for years but he wanted to make sure before that he had his studies to fall back on had he not gotten the chance to do well with this. The Kalos region in his opinion was always the best place to start and he knew exactly who he wanted as his partner. "Professor Sycamore!" he called out as he walked through the obvious sound of excitement filling his voice. He wanted to choose so badly. That starter Pokemon was on his mind the whole trip here from Santaloon town. He had travelled to lumios to get started on his journey nothing was going to change his mind now. "professor Sycamore I decided that I would like to start with the water Pokemon Frokie. When he finally evolves into Greninja I should have a perfect cornerstone on my team." he said finally after a long wait. His eyes filled with wonder and excitement again as he waited for his Pokemon.  Froakie Lv. 5 HP- 40 Ability: Pound- 40 Growl- Lowers target's attack by one stage Bubble- 20 | Lowers target's speed by one stage |
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Post by White Prince Of Wonderland on Jul 29, 2016 18:30:14 GMT -7
Professor Sycamore
It had been quite the calm day after the previous trainer to be had left with his Fenniken. His current team of researchers had been busy all morning, so by this point, most of their daily work had been finished. Sycamore got up from his desk and began out towards the nature room where they let the Pokemon live when a rather excited voice caught his attention. Sycamore looked over and smiled to the man, noticing he was a bit older then the usual teen just like the male before him. But the Professor was a firm believer in 'better late then never.' Sycamore began over to the male, meeting him half way with a kind smile. "Hello!" he greeted the young male. "Of course!" the Professor replied, leading the young trainer-to-be towards a table with three Pokeballs on it. "It sounds like you have put a lot of forethought into your choice. That's very good." he told him with a nod, knowing that trainers would need to have to put a lot of thought into their decisions as they train. Sycamore held out the Froakie's Pokeball, and dug into his lab coat's pocket for the other items. "Here is your Froakie, as well as a few items that will assist you on your journey." Sycamore told him, handing the male his items. Ryoku has received: Froakie Lv. 5 HP- 40 Ability: Pound- 40 Growl- Lowers target's attack by one stage Bubble- 20 | Lowers target's speed by one stage Pokedex Infinite Pokeballs Infinite Potions |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 2, 2016 21:22:08 GMT -7
Excited? Cam was waaaay beyond that point. He had to sit down before walking into the lab three times. He was so happy every time he would approach the lab doors he would starts shaking so much, from joy, his legs would wobble like noodles. How could he not be! His very own Pokemon that he could use as his partner. People younger then him usually feel this excitement, Cam being very late, but hey he was a sheltered rich kid. This would be the first thing he could call his friend, without it going to receive a paycheck from his father later. Cameron Still managed to steel his nerves before walking in. The lab was pretty spacious, very bright, and had a distinct chemical smell to it. Cameron pulled down his sleeves feeling a light chill. Even with long pants and a shirt he still got cold easily. To the back of the lab. Cam noticed three different Pokemon playing. A red one with big ears, a blue bouncing one, and a brown one with a cute little green hat.They all looked very great choosing would be a tough choice. So he did the one thing he did best. He sat down already starting to feel the music. He pulled his guitar of his back and began to play. Closing his eyes, he felt the flow of music in his head. He started to sing
"Oh Partner of mine Whose Spirit's divene Please be my partner Till the end of time.
From mountain to streams and all in between We'll explore every Region For beautiful scenes.
So please come to me to cross every sea. Oh partner of mine Who will you be." He finished his song on a melancholy note as he felt a warm pressure on his hand. He opened his eyes slowly. Two large red eyes stared at him, the sensation was like a fire was igniting inside of his soul. Cameron was unsure of what it was but he liked it. In his heart he knew this Pokemon was his partner. "Can I keep you?" He spoke aloud to no one in general. |
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Post by White Prince Of Wonderland on Sept 2, 2016 23:46:23 GMT -7
Professor Sycamore
Professor Sycamore was having a rather normal day at the lab, he hadn't had many trainers starting off in today, so things seemed pretty slow. He was studying a video of an Audino mega evolving, checking the stats and energy levels as the Pokemon did so. He was studying the Pokemon so closely, he hadn't noticed the trainer to be enter the lab. It wasn't until the lab was full of music and a voice of a young man. Sycamore looked up from the screen and panned around the room to locate the source of the music, and found the young man by the starters. Sycamore got up from his desk and walked over to him, and waited for the tune to end, listening to his song. "My, what a beautiful voice you have!" Sycamore exclaimed once the had finished the song. He looked down to the Pokemon he had in front of him, and it seemed that they were bonding. "You know, a Pokemon can choose a trainer rather then the other way around sometimes." He told the trainer to be and moved over to the table, lifting one of the Pokeballs, as well as a few items, and held them out for the teen. "I can see you two were meant for each other. Here is Fenniken's Pokeball and a few other Items to help you out on your journey." Sycamore told him, offering him the items. Cameron has received: Fennekin Lv. 5 HP- 40 Ability: Scratch- 30 Tail Whip- Lowers target's defense by one stage Ember- 30 | 1/4 chance of burn Pokedex Infinite Pokeballs Infinite Potions |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2016 20:01:41 GMT -7
At first he did not notice the Professor's approach, Heavily engrossed in in the eyes of the pokemon in front of him. The fire from the amber eyes tickled his heart. When the Professor spoke Cameron was startled for a moment "My, what a beautiful voice you have! You know, a Pokemon can choose a trainer rather then the other way around sometimes." The Professor spoke while getting some items off the table. So Cameron just looked at him to stunned to reply back for a second. The esteemed Professor Sycamore was HOT. Not like a mild ember attack hot, but like a full on sacred flame, you are going to need a burn heal hot.
"Thanks Professor!" Cam replied happily taking the items from the Professor. Cam was to overly excited, partially because as he got closer he was positive he saw some muscles on the professors sleek arms. Indicating he must hit the gym (and not the Pokemon kind). Other part because he was happy to start his adventure. He looked down into the eyes of his new companion. “Ready to go……..” He hesitated as he realized his partner needed a name. “How about Amber!” He decided while gazing into the Pokemon's eyes. “Alright let’s go Amber!” With glee in his heart they left the lab behind.
Cameron's Team: Fennekin
Name: Amber
Nature: Serious Gender: Male XP: 0/15 Lv. 5 HP- 40 Ability: Scratch- 30 Tail Whip- Lowers target's defense by one stage Ember- 30 | 1/4 chance of burn |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2016 14:25:09 GMT -7
 Azimov Von Galliteu 'I... I want to do this...' Azimov stared after the girl he just helped save, his thoughts on the feeling of being in a pokemon battle. Nodding to no one in particular, Azimov suddenly smiled, a rare sight. "I want to do this!" The tall man said to himself. Suddenly realizing that he was very old to be starting out, he shrugged, still smiling. "I suppose I'll have to catch up." Making plans quickly, Azimov cancelled his scheduled competition appearances and secured travel to Vaniville town.
Arriving in the small town, Azimov sighed. "Why did he move his lab way out here?" The tall man strode through the village quickly, his usual neutral look back, until he spotted the lab. "Ah, there..." knocking softly, Azimov peeked his head in, coming in politely. "Ah, excuse me..." Azimov frowned slightly at the confused looking aides in the lab. "I... I was looking for the professor...I was looking to get a froakie..." All of a sudden, he felt silly. This was something children did, not successful chefs from Lumiose. Azimov laughed derisively at himself, he had forgotten to even leave his chef coat behind, it being open in the front
He played with a button slightly, turning to leave the confused aides alone.
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Post by Elemental Paradisity on Nov 6, 2016 16:07:10 GMT -7
Professor Sycamore was still in the very hearth of his laboratory as he was continuing his work on a clipboard, but looked up at a notice from an assistant. He smiled almost immediately as he put his papers down, coming to the entrance room.
"Please come in, don't hesitate," Sycamore greeted in elation, holding out a hand as a greeting as he approached the young man who had since entered in through the doors of his spare laboratory. He was always so pleased to have visitors and otherwise, he just couldn't contain his happiness at the thought.
"Now my assistants say you've come for a starter Pokemon today," he inquired, looking to the young man with a smile.
"A Froakie is a wonderful partner for any new trainer, and I know just the one that is just waiting for it's own journey," Sycamore continued as he started to walk with Azimov, and another assistant met them with a tray that Sycamore took in his own hands.
"This Pokeball here contains your Froakie, and of course you'll need extras to start capturing your own Pokemon. Here are some basic potions as well to get you on your way, and your registered Pokedex," he relayed, pointing to each respective item on the tray as he held it out for the new trainer to be.Azimov has received:Froakie Lv. 5 HP- 40 Ability: Pound- 40 Growl- Lowers target's attack by one stage Bubble- 20 | Lowers target's speed by one stage Exp 0/15 Pokeballs- xx Potions- xx
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Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2016 16:39:04 GMT -7
Azimov Von Galliteu
As he was going to leave, more than a little embarrassed by this whole event, Professor Sycamore stopped him ,pulling him around the room with pure charisma and kindness. Azimov let another rare smile cross his lips as the Professor spoke. Those seemed to be becoming more frequent. Azimov thanked the professor as he was given his initial stash of items and, most importantly, his first partner. After he received all of that, Azimov headed outside, calling his Froakie out for the first time. For a second, the little frog and the man just stared at each other, both seemingly stunned. Azimov was the first to speak, squatting down to be closer to the pokemon. "Hi, my name is Azimov, I'm going to be your trainer." Azimov watched the frog as it turned it's head to the side, maybe in confusion. The man was at a loss for words, maybe this froakie couldn't understand him? As he was trying to figure this out, deep in thought, the froakie blew a huge bubble, letting it pop right in front of the man. Azimov shouted and fell on his rear, shocked. The little frog seemed to giggle as it hopped on the man's chest. The frog licked his face just before tapping it's own pokeball , giggling as it returned. Slightly dazed, Azimov couldn't help but laugh as he realized the pokemon had just played a joke on him."Ah, a filuo, eh?" Azimov chuckled as he walked away from the lab.  Froakie
Name: Filuo
Nature: Quirky
Gender: Male
Lv. 5
HP- 40
Ability: Protean
Pound- 40
Growl- Lowers target's attack by one stage
Bubble- 20 | Lowers target's speed by one stage
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Post by ralbas on Feb 23, 2017 19:14:56 GMT -7
Vesper walked into Sycamore's lab, rain dripping of of aers coat. Ae lowered aers hood, the purple and pink hair springing back into place with a quick tussle of aers hand.
"Hello?" Vesper called, aers voice echoing off the walls, "Professor Sycamore?"
Figuring it is best to be patient, Vesper sat down, taking aers bag off of aers back and inspecting the wrapped up shamisen, plucking notes with its bachi and eventually strumming a haunting song ae learned when visiting Lavender Town years ago.
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Post by White Prince Of Wonderland on Feb 23, 2017 19:32:52 GMT -7
Professor Sycamore
Professor Sycamore was locked away in his office, sifting through and reading sheets of papers and neatly stacking them on the other side as he went. Every so often, he would mark something out, correct something, or sign off as needed. Finding mistakes or things that didn't add up from his many assistant's research. Sycamore was never the wiser to the new visitor to the lab, luckily one of his assistants heard the trainer-to-be, and began back into his office. After she alerted him, she left his office, he finished up a paper real quick. However, even if she hadn't alerted him, the music that soon rung out across his lab would have caught his attention. The Professor hesitated, listening to the unique music he was hearing before beginning out. Sycamore stopped a bit a ways from the visitor and listened to the music as it filled the air. The male looked over the visitor, seeing the rather interesting and vibrant color of hair on the visitor's head made him be further interested in how he may help them. Sycamore smiled as he spoke. "What a lovely song, très beau" he finally spoke, finishing in French as he did, saying "very beautiful" Sycamore stepped a bit closer, now not worried about disrupting the song. "How may I help you today?" he asked in his usual kind voice. |
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Post by ralbas on Feb 23, 2017 22:03:48 GMT -7
Vesper stopped playing aers shamisen and looked up at the professor.
"Tres beau?" au asked inquisitively, "Umm, I'm investigating some of the legends of Kalos and thought that it would be a good idea for me to have a partner pokemon to keep me company and help me out, so I was wondering if I could possibly start here, with you and Fennekin?"
Ae tapped aers index fingers together in a clear sign of anxiety.
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Post by White Prince Of Wonderland on Feb 23, 2017 23:25:38 GMT -7
Professor Sycamore
The purple and pink haired visitor stopped the long, and somber song, it seemed to echo through out the labs longer then it should, but soon came to a stop. "Oh, my apologies." Sycamore began, he often had the bad habit of switching between English and French. He did it so much so that his assistants had learn a bit of French to understand him, as well as vise versa with the french speaking attendants. "It means that the song you were playing was very beautiful." Sycamore explained as he spoke to the visitor. He listened as they explained the reason for being here, and he gave him another smile and nodded. "Of course! Par ici-Sorry-Right this way" Sycamore guided, having to correct himself again. Sycamore walked the young trainer-to-be over to a table with three Pokeballs on it, and held out one. "Here you are, as well as take these." Sycamore said as he pulled a few items out of his lab coat pocket and held them out to the visitor. Vesper has received: Fennekin Lv. 5 HP- 40 Ability: Scratch- 30 Tail Whip- Lowers target's defense by one stage Ember- 30 | 1/4 chance of burn Pokedex Infinite Pokeballs Infinite Potions |
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Post by ralbas on Feb 24, 2017 1:22:08 GMT -7
Vesper smiled and nodded, taking the pokeballs and potions, placing them in aers bag. Ae then took the one pokeball that was different from the others as it held a pokemon in it and released the Fennekin inside.
"Hello, I will be your partner, my name is Vesper," Ae said, "May I call you Kitsunebi?"
"Fen!" the Fenniken said in agreement.
"Alright Kitsunebi, would you like me to play a song for you while we wait out the rain?"
"Fen!"
Vesper began strumming a song on the shamisen once again. When the rain ceased ae packed aers things and had Kitsunebi return to its ball before heading out into the city.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2017 19:22:01 GMT -7
"Yo~ooo! Hel~lo there! Parlez-vous francais or something? Anyone home? Something in French or whatever? Hey- this is where we get the freebies, amiright?"
Now, Kalos was supposed to be a peaceful and pristine countryside, as quiet as it was beautiful in the more rural places. Serenity and beauty were it's strong points- so what then was this obnoxiously loud and boisterous voice breaking the quiet of Professor Sycamore's front door? It was this guy- not a kid- but a guy, dressed in edgy black and red; just a college jacket and some jeans, full grown and looking like he belonged anywhere but here. It was just so clear in his openly defiant method of entry, seeing as he decided just to invite himself in. Had the door been locked? Didn't make much difference since he might've just ended up picking it. The young man swaggered on into the building, adjusting the pair of glasses upon his brow, and with hands on his hips would take a glimpse around. He must have been a city boy, given the Detroit accent and tough-guy manner of being. Didn't even look too exceptional, at least, aside from his open smirk having partook of glee in inviting himself into a Pokemon Professor's lab.
"Yo! Where can I find Professor Sick or more?" He'd address anyone who happened to be nearby, getting the name all wrong, before his young features fell quizzically into "Or was it Succi... Succumb.. Sycca... Sala- whatever." The youth shook his hand as if to dismiss such trivialities, and even laughed it off. "I swear, these doctor-types..."
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Post by White Prince Of Wonderland on Mar 11, 2017 19:59:20 GMT -7
Professor SycamoreThe professor had gotten back to his work after helping out the previous new trainer. He had quite a bit of reading and paper work to get done, so he had himself tucked away in his office. Out in the main lab, one of the nearby lab assistance stopped and looked towards the young man who made his entrance, a loud and clear one, no one in the main lab would have been able to ignore him. The near by assistant tucked her dark hair behind her ear as she looked the male over, before addressing him. "I'll go fetch Sycamore for you." she commented, clearly a bit upset that she had to correct him on his name, before setting down the book she was carrying, and began towards the back of the lab. Within moments Sycamore came out, and walked into the main of the lab. It wasn't hard to spot the young man wearing black and red, in a sea of white lab coats. "Oh, Bonjour, How may I help you today?" the Professor asked the young man with a friendly tone, and smile to match. |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2017 20:19:54 GMT -7
Now here, perhaps, was a surprise that the antagonizing boy might've been more or less disappointed in. Somehow he derived a sadistic pleasure from kicking up dust and making trouble- and that only was natural given his origins. Seriously; beneath his coat was a faded Team Rocket tattoo that had yet to be revealed. How much more trouble could a guy be? Even, something he must have taken pride in, being just as annoying as he could possibly be, seeing as he'd be found leaning up against the wall and flashing a confident smirk. It wasn't the kind of "I'm gonna be a champion" smirk, but rather the "I'm a smart-aleck and I know it" smirk. And yet it was a smirk that quite possibly faded just seeing how warmly the professor had greeted him. Where was the indignation he was looking for?
"Ah well." The youth shook it aside mentally, likewise with a shake of his shoulders, and came up off of the wall's face to acknowledge the Professor. "Oh, nothing; I'd just like to get my starter and hightail it the heck out of here faster than a Furret with its tail on fire." Certainly seemed like he didn't want to be there, and yet comfortably so; quite the paradox. "Y'see," He flicked a finger over the back of his shoulder to signify, "I got an angry Parole Officer just outside and, on a scale of one to ten, I'd rate her current state of anger as "Mighty pissed". So I'm like-"
"BODICKER!" He'd be suddenly interrupted by the shrill shriek of one very angry woman, such as that which stood now in the doorway, panting and snarling like some mad Pokemon. An officer, seemingly, by her clothing and badge- with a severed pair of handcuffs latched to a wrist. "You get over here- NOW!" Yes, indeed, that must've been his parole officer- and yes, she did look pretty mad.
'Oop!" The young man lifted his hands, feinting some kind of surrender, "Is there a problem, officer? I was just doing as I was-"
"Without me being chained to the **** car, you cur! You're not supposed to DO that!"
"Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah," The male interrupted her, dismissing her quite well, and turning thus back to Sycamore with a helpless shrug. "Women- y'know? Anyway... Let's get on with this. Before the lady, like, tears me apart."
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Post by White Prince Of Wonderland on Mar 11, 2017 20:41:03 GMT -7
Professor Sycamore Sycamore listened to the seemingly carefree young man, it was quite odd that the male would want to just get the starter and run. However, the male soon explained why and Sycamore's smile faded and his expression turned to one that read nothing but confusion. "Quelle?" escaped his mouth before he could really thing, meaning 'What?' Sycamore had worked with trainer-to-be that had parole officers, as a sort of rehabilitation process, but never had he assisted the young person alone. Just as that thought crossed his mind, the officer burst into the lab shouting. The sudden outburst caused Sycamore to flinch away from the woman, as well as a few assistants dropped what they were holding at the sudden shriek. Sycamore's eyes panned from the young man, apparently names Bodicker, over to the clearly enraged officer as they spoke. All of the work in the lab had seized as they all looked onto the spectacle that was the two arguing, or rather the officer yelling and the male shrugging her off. Sycamore was almost dumbfounded by everything that had just happened, he wasn't entirely sure where he should step in without angering the officer further, but the trainer-to-be turned the attention to him. "Oh... Uh... Yes!" He began, waving behind him, sending the lab assistance back on track. "Right this way, Mr. Bodicker, Officer." he spoke, nodding to both as he walked over to the table with the three Pokeballs. Sycamore could understand that the male could just be troubled, so he carried on as if he were assisting a normal young teen with their starter. "Have you given any thought to which starter you would like? We have a Fennekin, Chespin, and Froakie for you to choose from." Sycamore explained. |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2017 21:20:11 GMT -7
Now, whether he showed it or not, Mr. Bodicker didn't know even a bit of French- save for a few little words he might've picked up here and there. But oh yes, on hearing such a weird word as what it seemed the Professor was saying, he couldn't help cracking up into a grin. "Sh-yeah, if only." He was probably talking about quelling the anger of the irate officer- who would of course be stalking up to him, a fresh pair of handcuffs in hand, and a possessive desire to get the wisecracking troubled youth back under control. Fat chance.
Now was how it happened that the slippery ex-crook just went and slipped off after Sycamore, in the name of following behind him like a good person if only to avoid being cuffed by the lady again. "Yeah, right this way, Sharpy," He'd call over his shoulder to her, sneering tauntingly even as he flicked a finger to beckon her- thereafter quickly recalling it to avoid a swipe of the handcuffs. Then being quick to turn about and hurry while she barked after him,
"That's Officer Sharpe to you! Seira Sharpe! Respect your betters, scumbag," she snarled, swinging those metal cuffs now at him with utmost frustration, "And keep the hell STILL!" Now maybe, by this lack of professionalism, the officer was either impetuous or at the end of her rope when it came to her temper. Probably both. So she was gripping and grabbing at him with both hands just trying to obtain the slippery criminal- if only to no avail.
"But Officer~" The youth faked a whine, grinning at her over his shoulder; while at the moment looking over the starter Pokemon presented to him, "I haven't picked out my Pokemon yet and I can't well play with it and pamper it if my hands are cuffed." Not that he'd let her cuff him; "Those things're cold- like your shallow heart! Have a heart, Officer~."
Seira's jaw dropped quite utterly, as she was astounded by such terrible words, "I- I'm not the one with the cold heart here, you CROOK!"
"EX-Crook," Mr. Bodicker corrected, even having reached out amidst ongoing attempts at dodging the cuffs- and flicking her nose- "And the name's Blake." So he glanced Sycamore, "For BOTH your information, mark you," and then turned back to Officer Sharpe; "Now pipe down, woman; I need to choose my starter so I can be a good Pokemon Trainer and stuff."
Now, Seira would have PLENTY to say about that and even then she'd profusely be grumbling and snarling it, gripping the handcuffs so tightly that her grip actually made the chain linking dent and deform. But there was no arguing with him, even if she of all people knew that about half of what Blake said was utter lies and nonsense. He was a Rocket, after all; lying and stealing and cheating just went down in the group's name. But as to the Pokemon, being a belated issue between the two who squabbled like some old couple, Blake would glance over his choices. "A fox, a frog, and a squ- a squirrel thing..." Now here was a tricky choice! He'd just be staring at them with a perceptive frown, "Mn, mn, mn," And huffed just as thoughtfully. That is, before pulling off a josh and glancing at the Professor, "Ah, hang on a sec; a trainer of MY caliber should start with something far more potent! I wanna start with a Darkrai; it'll suit me. Totally."
"D-d-don't you give him a Darkrai!" Seira's voice pitched in over the background, and she'd be angrily shaking a finger into the air. "He's supposed to get a common starter- don't believe a thing he says! He's a huge liar!"
"Awright, awright, guilty as charged!" Blake laughed nonetheless; implying probably that his request had been a huge jest, even raising his hands in surrender- if only to quickly withdraw them from the snapping cuff links. "I'll take the fox- the fox! Okay? The fox is good- cuz I'm pretty sure I'm quite well foxy!"
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Post by White Prince Of Wonderland on Mar 11, 2017 22:31:00 GMT -7
Professor SycamoreThe professor could only watch back and forth as Bodicker and Officer Sharpe argued back and forth, and insults began to fly. Sycamore could barely get a word in as he desperately tried to defuse the situation, only managing to get half of a word out each time. Finally, the male introduced himself and inadvertently the Officer. Sycamore chimed in, trying to remind them of the task at hand, "Oh, my apologizes, Blake and Officer Sharpe. " he added, hoping to distract the two, but they were back at it soon enough. Once the conversation moved towards the starters once again, he let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, Dieu merci" he uttered under his breath, more then happy that the arguing was over. His smile returned as Blake began to ponder his choices, only to decide on a Darkrai. Sycamore let out a small laugh at the idea, as well as Sharpe's pleas. "Oh, no worries, Madame. The likes of Darkrai don't belong in places like this. He may choose from the three starters we have here." he reassured her. Blake seemed to have already agreed and began to make his choice. He decided on the "fox," to which Sycamore nodded, and smiled at his comment of falling himself foxy. Though, he wasn't going to allow himself to laugh in fear of encouraging him at the sake of Officer Sharpe. "Alright, Fennekin it is." The professor commented and picked up the Pokeball and held it out to the male. He began to dig in his pocket with his free hand and pulled out a few more items. "As well as here are a few items to help you get started." he added, giving him a few potions, pokeballs, and his registered Pokedex. Blake has received: Fennekin Lv. 5 HP- 40 Ability: Scratch- 30 Tail Whip- Lowers target's defense by one stage Ember- 30 | 1/4 chance of burn Pokedex Infinite Pokeballs Infinite Potions |
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