In the small town of Flossy, where the pristine white ferry was docked on the long, wooden pier. The Pokemon flying around it in the breeze, the young trainers of well-to-do families excited about their first Pokemon, and the ice-cream stand offering free samples along the beach side. It was a beautiful day in Flossy Town!
The local gym doors opened and the son of the gym leader was well on his way with a ferry ticket from his father in his pocket. The store was bustling with the produce of the nearby farmlands, and several volunteer sweepers were sweeping the few streets. When the gym leader's son came into their view, they waved and greeted him with the utmost respect. His father had said that Whalerdrake would be a great learning opportunity for him, but didn't say why.
Meanwhile, a tall, young fellow by the name of Jay was likely just outside the practice grounds overlooking the docks and the baseball field. Several youngsters were training their Pokemon by battling in friendly competitions, their parents talking about the recent soil rotations that have been proven efficient for turnips and other boring adult stuff, while they sat on a bench.
The youngsters were in the middle of the sandy area, with its white lines drawn down the middle. A Pokeball shape marked the center of the practice field and the Pokemon center was across the road from it. The cool, salty breeze of the ocean kept the town cool, even in the summer heat.
The local gym doors opened and the son of the gym leader was well on his way with a ferry ticket from his father in his pocket. The store was bustling with the produce of the nearby farmlands, and several volunteer sweepers were sweeping the few streets. When the gym leader's son came into their view, they waved and greeted him with the utmost respect. His father had said that Whalerdrake would be a great learning opportunity for him, but didn't say why.
Meanwhile, a tall, young fellow by the name of Jay was likely just outside the practice grounds overlooking the docks and the baseball field. Several youngsters were training their Pokemon by battling in friendly competitions, their parents talking about the recent soil rotations that have been proven efficient for turnips and other boring adult stuff, while they sat on a bench.
The youngsters were in the middle of the sandy area, with its white lines drawn down the middle. A Pokeball shape marked the center of the practice field and the Pokemon center was across the road from it. The cool, salty breeze of the ocean kept the town cool, even in the summer heat.
On that day, the young trainer known as Jay was indeed outside the practice arenas. His young Eevee whom he's affectionately named Sylvia rests upon his shoulder as the cool, morning sun beams down on them. This young trainer has dreams of one day opening his own Pokemon Sanctuary and research facility, however before that day comes, Jay has plenty of things he wishes to cover. Most specifically, he plans to conquer the Unova league and potentially capture the legendary Dragon of Ice, Kyurem. It was his father's goal, however his father settled down and started his family just twenty years prior to Jay's journey.
Wearing his signature outfit of the red tank top, black jeans, black jacket, and his usual Guns N' Roserades hat along with his golden bag. His Eevee wore his signature Silk Scarf, worn around her neck with style. In addition to his Eevee, he had a Beedrill on his team whom he'd simply named Bee. Despite Jay's intelligence, he never had the most original names. This 'originality' often causes Sylvia to groan and sigh at her trainer. Jay and the little Normal-type shared a rather powerful bond between one another; though it's a bit surprising Sylvia hasn't evolved yet, Jay's never used an Everstone on her.
Jay had now arrived in the battlefield, calling out Beedrill as he decides on his plan. After he finishes his training for that morning, he has plans to return to Aspertia City to take on Cheren and obtain his first gym badge. Cheren was a Normal-type leader, so Jay really didn't have much of an advantage thanks to the fact he does not yet have a Fighting- nor a Ghost-type Pokemon; though, he's working on teaching his Beedrill Brick Break. Hopefully Beedrill's combination of Fell Stinger and the potential Brick Break, he'll have enough to take out Cheren's team.
Wearing his signature outfit of the red tank top, black jeans, black jacket, and his usual Guns N' Roserades hat along with his golden bag. His Eevee wore his signature Silk Scarf, worn around her neck with style. In addition to his Eevee, he had a Beedrill on his team whom he'd simply named Bee. Despite Jay's intelligence, he never had the most original names. This 'originality' often causes Sylvia to groan and sigh at her trainer. Jay and the little Normal-type shared a rather powerful bond between one another; though it's a bit surprising Sylvia hasn't evolved yet, Jay's never used an Everstone on her.
Jay had now arrived in the battlefield, calling out Beedrill as he decides on his plan. After he finishes his training for that morning, he has plans to return to Aspertia City to take on Cheren and obtain his first gym badge. Cheren was a Normal-type leader, so Jay really didn't have much of an advantage thanks to the fact he does not yet have a Fighting- nor a Ghost-type Pokemon; though, he's working on teaching his Beedrill Brick Break. Hopefully Beedrill's combination of Fell Stinger and the potential Brick Break, he'll have enough to take out Cheren's team.
A young trainer walked iut of the town's Gym, ticket in hand, for the ferry to a new place. This young trainers name is Crimson, and to his side, a Shiny Kirlia, whom he named, Lancelot, who also had an Everstone around his neck, to prevent an evolution to a Gardevior. Crimson looked back at the Gym, his fathers Gym. Thanks to him, who speciallices in Ghost Pokemon, gave Crimson a Decidueye, one if his fathers strongest pokemon. He walked around the town, seeing as he still had time to kill. He decided to go the the training fields to watch some of the trainers spar to pass time.
The young lads all stopped to watch the older Jay practice with his Bee, all gawking in awe, "Wow, that's so cool!" All of the bug-catcher wannabes soon formed a small crowd as Bee went through his drills (ha, puns). One of the youngsters, wearing a green cap and white and blue shirt and shorts, exclaimed to the others, "When my Kakuna evolves, he'll be just as cool!"
The very young trainers all agreed and continued watching for some time, before they got fired up to train even harder and mimicked the training session off on the other side of the field. As Jay finished, it was clear that the youngsters weren't the only ones watching him. On the grass, there stood the local gym leader's son. He was practically a local celebrity and making his acquaintance could only be beneficial, especially if Jay ever had the inclination to challenge Flossy Town's gym..
The very young trainers all agreed and continued watching for some time, before they got fired up to train even harder and mimicked the training session off on the other side of the field. As Jay finished, it was clear that the youngsters weren't the only ones watching him. On the grass, there stood the local gym leader's son. He was practically a local celebrity and making his acquaintance could only be beneficial, especially if Jay ever had the inclination to challenge Flossy Town's gym..
Being the son of the Gym Leader here in Flossy certainly has its pros, some respect, admiration. And then there were the cons. Sure, his goal was to be known throughout the lands, but not as the son of a Gym Leader, but, as his own person. The crowds and questions he'd get asked about his father tired him to no end. "What's his weakness?" "What Pokemon does he use the most?" Etc.etc . Like he'd give away his fathers secrets. As he watched the trainers, the boy with the Beedrill, Lancelot, Crimson's Kirlia, sat in the grass watching as well.
Jay was most certainly looking forward to battling he gym leader, though he just wasn't sure how ready he was. Beedrill currently had Poison Sting, Fury Attack, String Shot, and Twinneedle. It likely wouldn't be enough against the gym leader, especially considering he didn't even know what kind of Pokemon the gym leader had. Beedrill was far more suited for battle in comparison to Eevee, he was still pretty weak. Beedrill had great speed, but terrible power and defense; it generally couldn't deal with things stronger than a Deliberd sadly. Eevee was like Beedrill, though she was a bit faster; she'd likely be stronger once she evolves. Perhaps Jay should look into capturing a third Pokemon prior to heading towards the gym... But, what Pokemon could he go after? He had absolutely no idea what awaited beyond Flossy Town.
The trainer that was instructing his Beedrill now seemed to be lost in thought. He was standing in the field well after the younger trainers left, and if he had just a little bit of assistance...
Crimson had a ferry to catch, eventually, though. It was truly up to him if he wanted to offer a hand like a friendly neighbor, or tend to his own boat, as it were.
In either case, Jay's pokedex beeped loudly with a notification that read: "Rare Pokemon sighting at Mt. Blackcloud!" Crimson's pokedex also beeped with the same notification, but the sending was anonymous. Mt. Blackcloud was famous for its soot covered grass and the hotsprings that visitors liked to brag about. It was only two routes away, but the trainers of the Burning Bridge rarely let anyone pass without a proper challenge.
Crimson had a ferry to catch, eventually, though. It was truly up to him if he wanted to offer a hand like a friendly neighbor, or tend to his own boat, as it were.
In either case, Jay's pokedex beeped loudly with a notification that read: "Rare Pokemon sighting at Mt. Blackcloud!" Crimson's pokedex also beeped with the same notification, but the sending was anonymous. Mt. Blackcloud was famous for its soot covered grass and the hotsprings that visitors liked to brag about. It was only two routes away, but the trainers of the Burning Bridge rarely let anyone pass without a proper challenge.
As Crimsons pokedex beeped of a rare sighting, he checked his watch. Hmm...still some time left, he could use this time to check Mt. Blackcloud. "Lancelot, come on." He called to his Kirlia, who, in response, hopped up and followed Crimson as he made his way out of his town.
After exiting the town, he dug in his bag, searching for the scarf he usually carried for stuff like this. Soot covered grass? Don't want that getting in his mouth, nor Lancelots. He fished it out, wrapped it around him, and fished our a smaller scarf he made specifically for Lancelot, and wrapped it around his neck as well.
After exiting the town, he dug in his bag, searching for the scarf he usually carried for stuff like this. Soot covered grass? Don't want that getting in his mouth, nor Lancelots. He fished it out, wrapped it around him, and fished our a smaller scarf he made specifically for Lancelot, and wrapped it around his neck as well.
Crimson scooted so quickly away from Jay's sight after the alert! He was -gone-! This left Jay without help, but all that thinking bore fruit! Why, if he wanted to know what Pokemon a gym leader used, he could go to the gym and ask anyone inside. Gym leaders wanted to see trainers succeed, but also wanted to provide a fair challenge in preparation for the Elite Four.
There was also the thought of capturing another Pokemon. Standing around on the training field wouldn't catch him any Pokemon, nor would he find out what Pokemon he would catch. Just by looking over the happy little houses, Jay could see the nicely kept forest pathway. Surely, there would be Pokemon in the park-like area! He would have to be brave and venture into the unknown to find them!
There was also the thought of capturing another Pokemon. Standing around on the training field wouldn't catch him any Pokemon, nor would he find out what Pokemon he would catch. Just by looking over the happy little houses, Jay could see the nicely kept forest pathway. Surely, there would be Pokemon in the park-like area! He would have to be brave and venture into the unknown to find them!
Meanwhile, along Park Way, Crimson and his Pokemon traveled along the smoothly paved walkway. The neatly trimmed trees and bushes were along the sides as natural decorations. Bicyclists were bustling about, waving and laughing between each other.
Quite a bit of Pokemon were within sight. In the zones dedicated for Pokemon to gather, conveniently across the way from picnic tables, there were several different feeders that attracted the local Pokemon. Currently, there were a pair of Cacnea walking around a feeder, a Durant patiently waiting for them to stop nearby, and a Pumpkaboo that was phasing through a tree underneath a Pineco.
Quite a bit of Pokemon were within sight. In the zones dedicated for Pokemon to gather, conveniently across the way from picnic tables, there were several different feeders that attracted the local Pokemon. Currently, there were a pair of Cacnea walking around a feeder, a Durant patiently waiting for them to stop nearby, and a Pumpkaboo that was phasing through a tree underneath a Pineco.
rolled 1d100 and got 74