Post by Kyle Chaplin on Aug 29, 2012 23:33:37 GMT -8
The sun was coming over the mountains in the distance. It was a morning of a VERY important day. Today, was the day a certain trainer would get his first Pokemon. As the sunlight enters the Pokemon accessorized room of the young Kyle Chaplin something begins to rise under the covers... a butt. Kyle lay asleep in his bed, his tooshy raised into the air. A bit of drool hung from the comfortable smile that was on his face. His room was a mess and it was covered in memorabilia from all sorts of tournaments and famous Pokemon sites.
An interesting smell loomed in the air. It was like a mixture of food... and stank. Pokemon stank to be precise. Kyle's mom was downstairs cooking breakfast for Kyle along with about 14 different breakfasts for the pokemon she took care of. She was amazing at this. With one hand she would stir Kyle's food and with the other she would stir the poke'chow. Kyle doesn't really have a home town in any region. His family traveled around constantly throughout all of Kyle's relatively short life so far.
Kyle's mother called up from the first floor. " KYLE!" She yelled. " Come down and eat or you'll be late!" Kyle's eyes shot open with a flash. LATE?! He thought. Kyle jumped out of bed and rushed to the closet to get his clothing. He was not going to go out in his slowpoke boxers! That is no way to start your Pokemon journey in a new region. Kyle grew up around Pokemon all his life. His mother is a breeder after all. He loved them ever sense he was small and he wouldn't know how to live without them. Though despite this, he has yet to have a Pokemon of his own. Kyle was suppose to get his Pokemon at ten years old but he was unable to sign up for his Pokemon license due to him not being in each region for an elongated amount of time. Yet because of the migrational habits Kyle's mother has settled down here in turnstone. And with rumors of a league starting in Kyozon it seemed to be the right time. Kyle was going to go to the professor for a Pokemon!
Kyle was dressed and on his way downstairs. Kyle's mother warned him, " If you are going to be late like this every morning you'll have a hard time training your Pokemon!" Kyle grabbed his breakfast. "I know. Sorry mom." Kyle was about to take a bite of his food when a distinct odor entered his nose... Kyle quickly came to realize... he grabbed the wrong breakfast... A Grimmer moved on up to Kyle's leg with a sad face on. Someone wanted their breakfast... Kyle slowly lowered it and asked for his own breakfast. His mother abliged and sent him on his way to the lab. He was off to meet a new friend!
Kyle showed up ourside the lab. His shaggy hair blew slightly in the wind as his jacket hung down. Kyle smiled and ran inside. He peeked his head in and who would be waiting there? A small red headed professor. " Ah... you must be Kyle, correct?" She asked. Kyle blushed... He had a thing... something he couldn't control... it was almost reactory... he couldn't help but be smitten by red heads. She was very pretty and much older than him despite their practically even height. Kyle was silent for a little while as his cheeks became as red as her hair. Professor Willow looked at him and cocked her head. " Umm... Mr. Chaplin? You okay?" Kyle snapped out of it and walked in nervously. "Uhh... y-yes! Im Kyle. I hear you are giving out Pokemon to beginners?" The professor smiled a sweet smile. "Yes. You're in the right place." She turned around pressed a button. An array of Poke'balls appeared on a shelf in front of them both. She smiled. " Here you are. Its your choice."
Kyle looked up at the large array... there were so many to choose... Kyle did what came naturally to him... cover his eyes and point around. Willow began to laugh a little. " Well thats one way to pick i guess." Kyle smiled back peaking through his fingers " well the one who will be my partner will need to be special... picked by fate. I will find it either way!" Kyle smiled as he re-covered his eyes. Then he stopped and looked. He pointed at one ball in particular. It seemed to be shining as it sat on the shelf. Kyle smiled. "Its that one." Willow smiled... she walked over to the ball and grabbed it. " Good choice." She handed the ball to Kyle and he grabbed it. With a smile he tossed the ball. "Pokemon! Come out!"
With a large flash of light the pokeball opened! The light formed a round ball of sorts. But it was off, and elongated. Then Kyle realized... It was a shell! The pokemon was formed. Its orange shell glistened as Kyle came to realize what it was. " A squirtle!" Kyle exclaimed. He walked up to the Pokemon, who was in its shell. " Hello, little buddy. Helloooo" Kyle looked into the shell just to see a blue mound inside... then the blue mount got close. The squirtle's head shot out and slamed into Kyle's head! Kyle fell back on his butt and held his head. " Ooowwww" The quirtle jumped out and held its head as well. " Squuuiiiirrrrr!" Willow began laughing.
Squirtle looked around. This was a new place for him. He turned around and looked at Kyle. He walked up to the boy who was on the ground. Kyle looked up at his new buddy. The squirtle gave Kyle a cock of its head and its big eyes met Kyle's. When their eyes met it was like it was ment to be. Kyle moved in and gave the new pokemon a big hug. " Oh you are so cute! I love it! Your so cool! Ahhh!" Willow thought it was sweet... but the squirtle didn't as it show a large squirt of water at Kyle's face.
Kyle cleaned off his face and then looked back at the pokemon. The squirtle was laying down on the floor. It scratched its shell a little. "Heh heh. Yeah. This squirtle has promise... but it may take a little skill to train it successfully." Willow said. " He's a bit... lazy... You sure its the Pokemon for you?" Kyle got up and looked at Willow. She had a 'im sorry' face on. Kyle's cheeks flushed up again. He walked to Willow and held her hands. "No!" Kyle exclaimed. "I will train it! I know how to handle a bad attitude Pokemon. Im going to be a breeder and master trainer when i get older! I promise!!!" Willow smiled confused. "O-okay..."
As Kyle left the lab Willow waved goodbye. The squirtle was back in its ball. Kyle walked out to a bench and sat down. "Come out Squirtle!" Squirtle shot out of its Pokeball. It was in its shell again. It looked to Kyle from inside it shell. "Hey there buddy. My names Kyle!" Kyle exclaimed trying to connect with his new pokemon. Squirtle just looked at him... then went back into its shell and off to sleep.... "Hey!" Kyle yelled as he moved up to his new Pokemon. " Hey. You know im your trainer. Shouldn't you pay at least SOME attention to me?" The squirtle just kept sleeping. Kyle sighed. He picked the shell up and sat down on the bench. The shell was in his lap. He rubbed it. It was hard... yet felt malleable. It was obvious this squirtle was VERY young. Almost infant. Kyle smiled. " My first Pokemon!" He thought. "What to name you though?... hmm..." Kyle thought for a while... then he snapped his fingers. " Ive got it! I'll call you Barrel! YOu like that?" Barrel moved his head out and looked at Kyle. He laid his head on Kyle's lap. I guess he liked it. Kyle felt so happy. He sat down with his Pokemon and they enjoyed the morning. There journey would begin today.
( Anyone can join if they want. YOu dont have to read it all. Just know i am sitting with a Squirtle sleeping in my lap )
An interesting smell loomed in the air. It was like a mixture of food... and stank. Pokemon stank to be precise. Kyle's mom was downstairs cooking breakfast for Kyle along with about 14 different breakfasts for the pokemon she took care of. She was amazing at this. With one hand she would stir Kyle's food and with the other she would stir the poke'chow. Kyle doesn't really have a home town in any region. His family traveled around constantly throughout all of Kyle's relatively short life so far.
Kyle's mother called up from the first floor. " KYLE!" She yelled. " Come down and eat or you'll be late!" Kyle's eyes shot open with a flash. LATE?! He thought. Kyle jumped out of bed and rushed to the closet to get his clothing. He was not going to go out in his slowpoke boxers! That is no way to start your Pokemon journey in a new region. Kyle grew up around Pokemon all his life. His mother is a breeder after all. He loved them ever sense he was small and he wouldn't know how to live without them. Though despite this, he has yet to have a Pokemon of his own. Kyle was suppose to get his Pokemon at ten years old but he was unable to sign up for his Pokemon license due to him not being in each region for an elongated amount of time. Yet because of the migrational habits Kyle's mother has settled down here in turnstone. And with rumors of a league starting in Kyozon it seemed to be the right time. Kyle was going to go to the professor for a Pokemon!
Kyle was dressed and on his way downstairs. Kyle's mother warned him, " If you are going to be late like this every morning you'll have a hard time training your Pokemon!" Kyle grabbed his breakfast. "I know. Sorry mom." Kyle was about to take a bite of his food when a distinct odor entered his nose... Kyle quickly came to realize... he grabbed the wrong breakfast... A Grimmer moved on up to Kyle's leg with a sad face on. Someone wanted their breakfast... Kyle slowly lowered it and asked for his own breakfast. His mother abliged and sent him on his way to the lab. He was off to meet a new friend!
Kyle showed up ourside the lab. His shaggy hair blew slightly in the wind as his jacket hung down. Kyle smiled and ran inside. He peeked his head in and who would be waiting there? A small red headed professor. " Ah... you must be Kyle, correct?" She asked. Kyle blushed... He had a thing... something he couldn't control... it was almost reactory... he couldn't help but be smitten by red heads. She was very pretty and much older than him despite their practically even height. Kyle was silent for a little while as his cheeks became as red as her hair. Professor Willow looked at him and cocked her head. " Umm... Mr. Chaplin? You okay?" Kyle snapped out of it and walked in nervously. "Uhh... y-yes! Im Kyle. I hear you are giving out Pokemon to beginners?" The professor smiled a sweet smile. "Yes. You're in the right place." She turned around pressed a button. An array of Poke'balls appeared on a shelf in front of them both. She smiled. " Here you are. Its your choice."
Kyle looked up at the large array... there were so many to choose... Kyle did what came naturally to him... cover his eyes and point around. Willow began to laugh a little. " Well thats one way to pick i guess." Kyle smiled back peaking through his fingers " well the one who will be my partner will need to be special... picked by fate. I will find it either way!" Kyle smiled as he re-covered his eyes. Then he stopped and looked. He pointed at one ball in particular. It seemed to be shining as it sat on the shelf. Kyle smiled. "Its that one." Willow smiled... she walked over to the ball and grabbed it. " Good choice." She handed the ball to Kyle and he grabbed it. With a smile he tossed the ball. "Pokemon! Come out!"
With a large flash of light the pokeball opened! The light formed a round ball of sorts. But it was off, and elongated. Then Kyle realized... It was a shell! The pokemon was formed. Its orange shell glistened as Kyle came to realize what it was. " A squirtle!" Kyle exclaimed. He walked up to the Pokemon, who was in its shell. " Hello, little buddy. Helloooo" Kyle looked into the shell just to see a blue mound inside... then the blue mount got close. The squirtle's head shot out and slamed into Kyle's head! Kyle fell back on his butt and held his head. " Ooowwww" The quirtle jumped out and held its head as well. " Squuuiiiirrrrr!" Willow began laughing.
Squirtle looked around. This was a new place for him. He turned around and looked at Kyle. He walked up to the boy who was on the ground. Kyle looked up at his new buddy. The squirtle gave Kyle a cock of its head and its big eyes met Kyle's. When their eyes met it was like it was ment to be. Kyle moved in and gave the new pokemon a big hug. " Oh you are so cute! I love it! Your so cool! Ahhh!" Willow thought it was sweet... but the squirtle didn't as it show a large squirt of water at Kyle's face.
Kyle cleaned off his face and then looked back at the pokemon. The squirtle was laying down on the floor. It scratched its shell a little. "Heh heh. Yeah. This squirtle has promise... but it may take a little skill to train it successfully." Willow said. " He's a bit... lazy... You sure its the Pokemon for you?" Kyle got up and looked at Willow. She had a 'im sorry' face on. Kyle's cheeks flushed up again. He walked to Willow and held her hands. "No!" Kyle exclaimed. "I will train it! I know how to handle a bad attitude Pokemon. Im going to be a breeder and master trainer when i get older! I promise!!!" Willow smiled confused. "O-okay..."
As Kyle left the lab Willow waved goodbye. The squirtle was back in its ball. Kyle walked out to a bench and sat down. "Come out Squirtle!" Squirtle shot out of its Pokeball. It was in its shell again. It looked to Kyle from inside it shell. "Hey there buddy. My names Kyle!" Kyle exclaimed trying to connect with his new pokemon. Squirtle just looked at him... then went back into its shell and off to sleep.... "Hey!" Kyle yelled as he moved up to his new Pokemon. " Hey. You know im your trainer. Shouldn't you pay at least SOME attention to me?" The squirtle just kept sleeping. Kyle sighed. He picked the shell up and sat down on the bench. The shell was in his lap. He rubbed it. It was hard... yet felt malleable. It was obvious this squirtle was VERY young. Almost infant. Kyle smiled. " My first Pokemon!" He thought. "What to name you though?... hmm..." Kyle thought for a while... then he snapped his fingers. " Ive got it! I'll call you Barrel! YOu like that?" Barrel moved his head out and looked at Kyle. He laid his head on Kyle's lap. I guess he liked it. Kyle felt so happy. He sat down with his Pokemon and they enjoyed the morning. There journey would begin today.
( Anyone can join if they want. YOu dont have to read it all. Just know i am sitting with a Squirtle sleeping in my lap )