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Post by 🌺 inari 🌺 on May 16, 2018 1:22:25 GMT
professor liatris here! . It took them a moment to really focus on grabbing Pokeballs. After all rejecting someone was never fun and they felt bad about it to be honest. Running their hands through their hair a couple times to try and sort themselves out they tried to instead concentrate on the task at hand. Finding the Pokeballs they needed to make sure that the trio was the right one for Kaleo. The pep in their step was mildly gone as they moved from shelf to shelf. "One... Two... Three..." They counted aloud as they grabbed the Pokeballs from the shelves. Setting them down carefully on the counter for when Kaleo came back with the paperwork, Liatris flopped down unceremoniously in their chair. Tilting their head back slightly the chair pushed back as well, reclining just a bit. Hands traveled up to their face so that they could cover it and hide it from sight. Life was stressful and this was how you ended up getting wrinkles. It wasn't until Kaleo came back did they straighten themselves out and sit back up. The Pokeballs still sitting carefully where they left them. Good. Not that they were expecting anything to happen to them. Carefully they took the clipboard and started to read over a few of the signatures to make sure that everything was in order. "Everything seems to be in order here, your three choices are in these Pokeballs. You can let them out one at a time or all at once. Its entirely up to you." They tucked the paperwork, clipboard and all, into one of the desk drawers for sorting and filing later. "I'm sure that you'll find them more than ample at blowing you a way." They gave him a smile and waited excitedly for the starters to be released at long last. MADE BY ★MEULK
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Post by spectre on May 16, 2018 14:17:48 GMT
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Well! That seemed simple enough. With a nod and a quick 'thanks', Avarice had approached the table, feeling the sense of excitement that hauled him in here earlier bubbling up again. No wonder people got excited over this sort of stuff - particularly if it was their first time encountering a Pokemon like this! Except...Uh, how did you open a Pokeball again? All of the Pokemon he'd been acquainted with in his lifetime were always released by other people, came at the call of the Ride Pager, or were ones that he'd befriended in the wild. His immediate family had never owned any due to the cost until his younger siblings had moved on to do their island challenges, so he'd... never actually had to use one of these suckers before... ... But he had this! It couldn't have been that hard, right? Like, little kids could work with this stuff. Picking up the one furthest to the left on the table as though it were a sacred artifact he'd just retrieved from a crumbling ruin, he searched for a means to open the capsule with an expression he hoped suggested that he was just puzzling over whether he should open it first or not. But he had to take a crack at it sooner than later, or he'd look like more of an idiot than he felt right now. He tried gently tossing it up in his palm, which didn't work... So did that mean it was it the button in the center? That seemed like a good guess. Alas, pressing it... revealed that apparently to be not the case, as it shifted into a more compressed format at a speed that got a tiny 'mm?' of surprise out of the back of Avarice's throat. Thankfully, he didn't drop it in his astonishment, but he found himself feeling all the more thankful that Pokemon were generally stored as energy rather than being physically inside. That... would have been a real problem otherwise. He found himself mentally apologizing to the inhabitant for a disturbance they probably hadn't felt anyway. Running down his mental checklist included tossing it at the ground or trying to pry it open, both of which he wasn't entirely comfortable doing at his current success rate. He could try to look it up on WikiberryHow, but the minutes fumbling with his phone would have made his lack of knowledge painfully obvious. Also, the drawings would have just felt like pure mockery at this point. He was out of subtler options. ... All right, he'd have to swallow whatever was left of his pride on this one. He was a bit thankful that he'd come before the cameraman arrived - while this probably would get a laugh out of someone out there, it... wasn't exactly the sort of moment he wanted defining the rest of his career. And so, looking towards Liatris with his eyes very pointedly fixed behind them, he spoke again. "Uh...Okay, like, please don't laugh super hard... but how do you open these proper without hurtin' nobody?"Never before that moment had the : ( emoji been more accurately conveyed in a tone of voice. 524 Words ● 🌺 inari 🌺 ● fuckin amateur hour out here PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.odele1]width:500px;height:85px;margin-left:-50px;background-color:#bca451;color:#f5f5f5;text-shadow:1px 1px 0px rgba(0,0,0,.25);position:relative;z-index:1;font-size:8px;line-height:100%;[/newclass]
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Post by 🌺 inari 🌺 on May 16, 2018 21:59:07 GMT
professor liatris here! . It never occurred to Liatris that the boy might not know how to open a Pokeball for some reason. They had always considered it a common knowledge considering they had grown up around people who had spent lots of time around Pokemon. So when Kaleo was having trouble with it they couldn't help but watch curiously. Not because they liked to see him struggle but rather out of their own confusion about the entire situation. But until he asked for help they weren't going to intrude on the time he was spending trying it on his own. Eventually he would either figure it out or have to ask for help. Liatris was patient enough to wait for either. It was the latter that came first and of course Liatris wasn't going to laugh at him. "It's nothing to be ashamed of, here... I'll show you." Coming around the side of the desk with another Pokeball, though that one not being one of the starter options, so that they could properly give a demonstration. "You hold down to compress, and tap to release. Make sure you're not holding it towards your face either because that can be dangerous for both parties." Holding the Pokeball out he gave a quick tap of the button to release the Pokemon inside. From the ball released a red light and a lengthy Pokemon. The Linoone stretched his body out and gave a yawn upon being released. His eyes barely opened as he trotted over to what could only be described as a severely beat up chair. The normal type crawled up on it and curled his body into a tight ball, resuming the nap he had been taking inside of the sphere. "You're such a lazy boy... What am I going to do with you?" Liatris sighed and set the Linoone's Pokeball down. Turning to Kaleo he gave a smile though. "Did you get that?" He thought his explanation was pretty well thorough. MADE BY ★MEULK
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Post by spectre on May 17, 2018 13:05:00 GMT
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To his credit, Avarice HAD been paying attention. Initially, anyway. It was just that he was also the sort of person to be dazzled by seeing other people's pets when walking down the street. He had very much appreciated Liatris's gentle demonstration on the usage of Pokeballs, honestly -- but the exact instant that the Linoone had been released, Kaleo's attention was gone. He couldn't help but smile a bit as the normal type wandered sleepily back to another comfortable spot (?) to continue his nap. What a cool guy!! They didn't have anything that quite looked like him back home. Okay, that definitely made asking worth it. The professor asked him something then, which was enough to momentarily draw him out of his distraction to face them. "Whuh?"Very intelligent response, there. His brain kicked in a click later with what the other presumably asked, however, and he nodded quickly. "...Oh! Yeah! Tap, not hold. I gotchu."Technology sure was something these days... But he'd taken up enough time. At Liatris's suggestion, Avarice pointed the Pokeball in his hand away from him and, being mindful of where his hand was, brought it out of compression form and tapped the button. Hopefully, it'd work this time. PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.odele1]width:500px;height:85px;margin-left:-50px;background-color:#bca451;color:#f5f5f5;text-shadow:1px 1px 0px rgba(0,0,0,.25);position:relative;z-index:1;font-size:8px;line-height:100%;[/newclass]
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Post by 🌺 inari 🌺 on May 18, 2018 1:53:17 GMT
professor liatris here! . It was good to see that Kaleo was fascinated by even the most common of Pokemon. While Linoone was in no way rare or special he was very dear to Liatris' heart as technically he had been their starter. All the way back to when the normal type was a Zigzagoon. They had been inseparable in childhood and that carried forward into working at the lab. Pleased that the demonstration had gone well the made their way back behind the counter, retucking their chin into their hand as they watched the new trainer begin to sort out what was in each Pokeball. Liatris felt like it was Christmas morning to be completely honest.Finally the first Pokeball was opened and the red light released what appeared to be a rather large bird. Well, moderately large. Two feet was pretty big for a bird if they did say so themselves. The leek duck stretched his wings out, something he had been wanting to do for quite some time thank you very much. His eyes adjusted to the lights in the lab and the leek lazily spun in his hands... Well, wings? Who really knew if it was a hand or a wing or both. Pokemon were weird like that. Clearing his throat the bird tried to look a little bit more professional. A straightened back and leek resting against his shoulder like a baton.< Well then, it seems as though I've been summoned for a task. How may I help you young sir? > The Farfetch'D spoke a bit more formally than anyone else that happened to be in the lab at the moment. Okay much more formally. Eyes watched the youngster as the flying type waited on a response. Or something.
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Post by spectre on May 18, 2018 14:48:16 GMT
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Initially, when the bird had materialized, Kaleo was just surprised that something had ended up happening at all. As the light took form, his attention had first slid to the leek flipping around in the flying type's grasp - and then, to the rest of the bird, as it finished spinning and addressed him. He was quiet a moment, eyebrows raised, until he blurted out with the sort of enthusiasm only a man who had never seen a Farfetch'd before could have: "YOOO! Dude! Your sense of timing is INCREDIBLE! Did you have to, like, train at that leek-spinning thing, or were you just born with it?!"It was then in the midst of his hype, that he remembered that someone was trying to sleep. He took a moment to look towards the Linoone and bowed his head a bit. "...Oh, shoot, sorry bro."And, within his newfound sense of self awareness, he realized that, 2 feet worth of bird or not, there was still a vast disparity between their standing heights. Pyu probably would have flicked him in the knees for that. Hoping to fix that at least somewhat, Kaleo plunked himself down to sit in front of the flying type before speaking again once they were face to face (albeit a bit more quietly this time). "Anyway, sup, I'm Kaleo! Got no real task or nothin' for ya, but I'm here to bust one of you out." He jerked a thumb backwards to gesture to the two Pokeballs behind them, as though that would help to explain. "Starter Pokemon-style, not like, thief-style. Prof over there'd take me out otherwise."He'd been hoping to speak to the lot of them all at once, but... well, it probably would have been quieter if they conducted it one by one, huh? He was reasonably sure he'd explode attempting to contain himself, but it was the right thing to do. He sure as shit wouldn't have wanted a crowd coming in chatting if he was trying to nap, after all. "What should I call ya?"PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.odele1]width:500px;height:85px;margin-left:-50px;background-color:#bca451;color:#f5f5f5;text-shadow:1px 1px 0px rgba(0,0,0,.25);position:relative;z-index:1;font-size:8px;line-height:100%;[/newclass]
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Post by 🌺 inari 🌺 on May 18, 2018 16:48:30 GMT
professor liatris here! . If the noise bothered anyone then it wasn't obvious. The Linoone still sawing logs in his chair and Liatris still watching the exchange between the newest trainer and the first starter option. These were the moments that made being lab trapped worth it. The Farfetch'D waited calmly for the human to finish his declarations. Both of admiration and intent towards the bird. There were many questions it seemed and while it wasn't his first time at the rodeo the bird was still willing to answer whatever questions the human had. He never tired of explaining things about his leek nor about what he was doing here. < Yes that is a very good observation young man. All Farfetch'D are born with a natural flare for the spin but I have worked years to perfect mine! I am very proud of my skill and it is most wonderful of you to notice my hard work! > While others might have brushed off his spinning this young human saw the value in it. Something he could appreciate in great turns. It took a keen eye to notice the difference between an amateur and someone with a great passion for their projects. He wasn't alarmed in the slightest when Kaleo mentioned 'busting him out' as it were. He was mildly familiar with the youth vernacular after all.< I am a Farfetch'D! We hail from Kanto originally but our species has been introduced into other regions I'm told for re-population and conservation purposes! > Apparently some humans found them to be delicious. Something that had caused their numbers to dwindle greatly over the years. Apparently they had nearly gone extinct in the past because of this. < I suppose that is why my family line was brought to Inset no doubt. > He had been born on a reserve with a large number of other Farfetch'D, handled by the rangers no doubt. But he had a flair and desire for working beyond that and was passed over to the Pokemon Lab for a chance at a future not involving being in the wild.
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Post by spectre on May 19, 2018 18:00:16 GMT
[attr="class","odele1"] kick it out EVERYBODY WANT THE KEY AND THE SECRET TO RAP IMMORTALITY LIKE I HAVE GOT WELL, TO BE TRUTHFUL THE BLUEPRINT'S SIMPLY RAGE AND YOUTHFUL EXUBERANCE EVERYBODY LOVES TO ROOT FOR A NUISANCE HIT THE EARTH LIKE AN ASTEROID, DID NOTHING BUT SHOOT FOR THE MOON SINCE
He listened attentively as the flying type spoke, fighting the urge to make some sort of comment as he mentioned being brought over for... re-population. How old was this guy, anyway? The way he spoke kind of reminded him of the wealthy elderly men staying at the resort that wandered away from the herds in order to let him know that he looked remarkably like a son or grandson. He sort of liked most of them - they helped him kill time when it was slow on shift, and they were certainly better than the clients that seemed under the impression that he was their personal manservant. Once the bird finished up, he grinned. "That's cool! I'm not really from here either. I'm workin' outta Unova right now, but I came to Inset as part o' somethin' like a tour gig. S'just me tho', not really like my whole generation of family or nothin'." Although... that belatedly reminded Kaleo that he'd be making a long term commitment to whichever one he picked, here... and that his personal feelings on the Pokemon likely weren't the only thing he have to consider here. This Farfetch'D seemed like a nice guy and all, for sure, and he deserved mad props for sticking with something he loved... but man, choosing him probably would have been like hanging out with a grandpa all day, wouldn't it? His manager would never approve - what kind of nerd ass are you, getting pact-bond with some geezer? she'd say. In another universe, in another region, a theology student traveling with a Corphish sneezed. ... Still, he didn't want to discount someone on first impressions alone. His manager wasn't here right now, after all... And this WAS a man who fucks. That had to count for something. But he'd have to see his options before deciding... and it would have been best to see how they'd interact with others ahead of time, too. He took another brief moment to consider the snoozing Linoone before his pensive gaze settled on the Pokeballs on the desk. ...Aw, why the hell not. If they weren't bothered by him near yelling, a couple of other voices probably wouldn't have done any harm. He glanced back to Farfetch'D a moment. "Speaking of... I'm gonna let these others out real quick, okay? I got a couple of things I gotta ask all of you 'fore anythin' else goes down."
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Post by 🌺 inari 🌺 on May 21, 2018 3:25:27 GMT
professor liatris here! . Farfetch'D seemed pleased enough with his own responses and with the response of the human. Of course he knew that there was a huge chance he wouldn't be taken along. He wasn't naive in the slightest to think that with one out of three choices he would be someone's thrill pick. That didn't mean he had no hope whatsoever but he wasn't going to get himself worked up over a favorable reaction at this time. He would be pleased with the fact that he had the opportunity to present himself. < Of course. I cannot absorb all of your time and you have a very important choice to make! > Stepping back to make sure that there was plenty of room for him to release the others the Farfetch'D waited to see who his competition would be. Because in the end they were all competing for the chance to be the best after all.
It was time for the other two Pokemon to shine. Or at least close to shine as they could. It was hard to shine when one of them fell flat on their face and the second immediately started to cuddle up to the Farfetch'D. < I'm okayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! > The Totodile rubbed her snoot and started to wiggle up from the floor. She could totally handle falling on her face again. For the millionth time. It was something she was used to. Her landing skills were not so great whenever she was released from her Pokeball. Then again she wasn't good at landing anywhere. Or walking too much. Rocks seemed to manifest out of nowhere whenever she was walking around and ended up tripping over air. < I'm alright now too~ > With a giggle the Meditite stayed close to the bird Pokemon, much to his dismay. This wasn't the first time that this had happened and it wouldn't be the last until someone grabbed one of them as a starter. Though knowing Meditite he would just latch onto someone else too. < You're as affectionate as always Medidite. Now shape up, there is a trainer here to pick a starter Pokemon. > Upon hearing that there was a trainer in the room the dual type actually did look up from his own nonsense. A trainer in the room was more important than his own love of love. < Oh, welcome to the lab then! See anything that catches your eye yet? > He wanted to be chosen for sure. There were a lot of things out there to see. At least that was how he'd present himself at first.MADE BY ★MEULK
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Post by spectre on May 21, 2018 14:32:07 GMT
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The moment he realized the Totodile had taken a tumble, Kaleo had shifted himself in order to offer her a hand to help her up if she needed it. She said she was okay, at least, and he didn't immediately see blood... but trying to re-orient yourself when your head was the size of the rest of your body seemed like it'd be a difficult task. At least she seemed to be in good spirits... as did the other Pokemon, which immediately clung to the Farfetch'd. Kaleo blinked at the sight. It seemed he was right about the Farfetch'd being a man who fucked, but... huh. Well, he would have expected another bird, but love was love, he supposed. He flashed the two a small thumbs up at the display while waiting for Totodile to right herself. Good luck, dude.Once everyone was reasonably situated, however, he shifted back to where he was sitting before and responded to the affectionate Pokemon (Meditite?)'s question with a small grin. "A coupla things. At least three right now. I was hopin y'all could help me with that."He took a moment to size up his two newer options. He knew what a Totodile was, at least - they were rare, but there were a few found to be living in Alola - he'd seen a few trainers out from from Melemele Island using them in battle on the beach... and then, a few years later, the same trainer had come to stay at the resort with a big, bulky water type he could only assume evolved from it. It was... sort of intimidating, actually. He could already tell his manager would love him if he brought this girl along with him, though. Her klutziness would be cute while she was a Totodile, and once she'd evolved it'd probably help to sell the whole 'tough' image they liked to try and shill him with. The Meditite wasn't one he could say he recognized, but he was sort of cute in his own way. He had no idea what his manager would have thought of him, but... well, maybe that'd become more apparent once he started getting to know him. He cleared his throat and attempted to get started with a slightly more informal version of what the script would have walked him through if he'd actually waited for the cameraman to show up. "Right, so. I'm Kaleo, y'all seem to know what this is about, so. Lil' about me - I'm an entertainer as well as a newbie-ass trainer. Singer, rapper, songwriter - like, that kinda noise. Comin' with me might be a lil' different from other trainers cuz o' that."
Well, not that he knew that for SURE - he'd never actually been on a journey before, let alone one in a region with actual gyms. He watched for their reactions carefully as he continued. "So, first question - on a scale of hell yes to holy shit, how cool would you be with being on TV?"He might have been able to keep them out of the more involved things on that one, but he had no doubt they'd be given the spotlight now and then - Unovans loved their battling Pokemon as much as any other region. 521 Words ● 🌺 inari 🌺 ● thank u for the cute kids PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.odele1]width:500px;height:85px;margin-left:-50px;background-color:#bca451;color:#f5f5f5;text-shadow:1px 1px 0px rgba(0,0,0,.25);position:relative;z-index:1;font-size:8px;line-height:100%;[/newclass]
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Post by 🌺 inari 🌺 on May 22, 2018 20:23:10 GMT
professor liatris here! . Kaleo had all of their attentions now that it was time to talk about the actual journey bits of it. All three of them were interested in getting out of the lab and there was no exceptions to that. Not when there were so many things out there to be seen and to do. Of course Medidite was still leaning on Farfetch'D to an extent but his attention was face forward now. Despite all of their silliness they could at least try and be serious. Totodile sat herself down so that she wouldn't have to worry about falling or tripping over something or someone. It was hard for her to keep her balance at times but at least she could try and not look like a total klutz. The idea that they might be on tv caused the younger two Pokemon to buzz with a little bit of excitement.
After all, who didn't want to be a star on the tv for all of their friends to see? Not to mention being famous meant that you got to do so much cool stuff that no one else ended up getting to do or see! < Do you meet a lot of people whenever you get to be on tv? > Totodile might have been clumsy but making friends was something she was adept at. Despite her toothy appearance she was actually quite friendly when it came down to it. < I could make soooo many friends if the saw me on tv! > It seemed to be an okay point for Totodile at least. Farfetch'D seemed somewhat indifferent. It was true that if he was on tv perhaps they could help raise awareness or some such about the fact that his species was working on repopulation.
But he was sure that they wouldn't want that on their music tv or whatever. It would probably be a bit of a buzzkill... < I can assure you I wouldn't attempt to sabotage your career by being too dull but I'm not sure that people would care for an elderly gentleman such as myself on your show... > It was disappointing to say the least. It was hard to know that you were outclassed by youngsters at most turns but he wasn't about to turn sour because of it. He knew that there was every chance he would have to wait a long time for someone to be compatible with as a starter. He had hoped this would be the one but not everything worked out as you planned. Then again there was no telling who the boy would choose and he could have been working himself up over nothing. < That being said I wouldn't mind it in the slightest. > Now there was only one left to answer. The Medidite didn't really seem too concerned about the answer to be honest. You would think that someone like him would have been absolutely jumping at the idea of being on tv but after the initial excitement of the idea wore off he was left conflicted. It could be fun but... What if he ended up fucking up? What if he ended up ruining everyone's lives because he just couldn't stop fucking it all up? < I mean, I suppose it could be interesting? That's a lot of work though. > He would just cover up his insecurities with some indifference or whatever. Surely no one would suggest that he was doing otherwise either. Despite the fact that both Farfetch'D knew him better and so did Liatris.MADE BY ★MEULK
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Post by spectre on May 23, 2018 13:38:35 GMT
[attr="class","odele1"] kick it out EVERYBODY WANT THE KEY AND THE SECRET TO RAP IMMORTALITY LIKE I HAVE GOT WELL, TO BE TRUTHFUL THE BLUEPRINT'S SIMPLY RAGE AND YOUTHFUL EXUBERANCE EVERYBODY LOVES TO ROOT FOR A NUISANCE HIT THE EARTH LIKE AN ASTEROID, DID NOTHING BUT SHOOT FOR THE MOON SINCE
Avarice had listened to their responses, making an effort to reply to each in turn as they asked things of their own. The Totodile, who had oriented herself more comfortably now, went first. He nodded, looking amused by her desire to make 'sooo many friends'. "You do n' could, gal! Sometimes people even recognize you without you knowin' 'em." Precocious little thing, wasn't she? She'd probably already won the prize for most logical pick according to his internal manager, all things considered... ...Which was only punctuated when the Farfetch'd responded. Kaleo's face fell into something more pensive for a moment. Had something he'd done tipped him off, or... well, he was an experienced sort. He'd probably could have guessed that the demographic Kaleo's work tended to cater to wasn't quite as attuned to... well. Not that that was EVERYTHING, he was doubtlessly going to retire someday, but he didn't want to provide false hope if he ultimately ended up not choosing him. Shit, now he just felt guilty about having to drag him - and all of them - through this. What should he say? Should he even say anything?... The Meditite's response, however, snapped him out of this useless feedback loop and got a very genuine snort of laughter out of him. Holy shit, was this ever a lot of work. Avarice reached up and rubbed at his temples, incidentally knocking his shades further down his nose. "I mean, you're not wrong, bud. I can protect y'all from the worst of it tho', just prolly not everything." Okay, he was good. He could do this. He turned back to Farfetch'd then, his tone a bit gentler than usual. "Sorry, got a lil' distracted. Anyway, you'd be workin' direct with me, not the show. Anyone has a problem with my pick, I'll tell 'em to get fucked as many times as I have to." He offered the flying type a small smile, pushing his shades back up the bridge of his nose. "I mostly just don't wanna put anyone in a super shitty situation that they'd hate f'my sake."That... probably wasn't as good a response as it could have been, but it was better than nothing. He at least deserved better than nothing. He cleared his throat. Might as well push this along... "Alright, second Q. What do y'all wanna do out there?" He gestured vaguely to the door. "I was thinkin' of the gym challenge, but if you got somethin' ya like better in mind, I'm down. Y'all prolly know the business better than I do anyway."PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.odele1]width:500px;height:85px;margin-left:-50px;background-color:#bca451;color:#f5f5f5;text-shadow:1px 1px 0px rgba(0,0,0,.25);position:relative;z-index:1;font-size:8px;line-height:100%;[/newclass]
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Post by 🌺 inari 🌺 on May 25, 2018 22:09:47 GMT
professor liatris here! . Totodile seemed pretty pumped about the fact that she could make loads of friends just from going with this dude. She wanted to make a million and billion friends! Well, not that exact amount. That was a ridiculous estimate. But she wanted as many as she could have. Even if it was just acquaintances she would be pleased with that. She kicked her feet a little bit in glee. < That's so cool! That's so many people that I could make friends with! > People who didn't even know her would be able to talk to her and know her all around. That was if she was the one that ended up getting chosen of course. But she was young and of course had plenty of hope to get up. That was the curse of being a younger starter with stars in her eyes. < I want to have a good time! Meet lots of new people and maybe become a champion or something like that? > It wasn't her immediate goal to become a champion Pokemon but she could totally see her self up on the stage trying to kick the elite four's butt!
Farfetch'D appreciated the fact that the youngster felt the need to defend the fact that the choice wasn't up to what brought in ratings. But of course he still wasn't going to get his hopes up either. He was grounded in realism. The leek in his hand began to spin again as he listened, absently twirling it so that he could concentrate. < I suppose what I would like to do is simply travel. I would like to make my family's line proud and work hard. But just traveling the region would be enough for me. > He could battle as well as any of the youngsters. He was fit and in prime health. While his mannerisms were rooted in an older manner it didn't mean he was in any way defunct. He could do his best and that was all anyone could really ask him for.
Meditite once again waited until last to answer. Honestly he didn't know what he wanted out of life. He enjoyed sitting around. He enjoyed flirting. But what he didn't enjoy too much was having to work too awfully hard. He wanted his life to be relaxing and full of fun. Not super hard work and pain. < I guess I just wanna have fun. Meeting cute people and maybe falling in love? I don't know? > He knew that his crush on Farfetch'D was just that. A crush. And that Farfetch'D really probably just tolerated his flirtations out of pity. After all that was what people were good at. Pitying him. But it was whatever. < Though that's probably boring as hell for your t.v. show or whatever? > He gave a small shrug and looked at his nails. It was easier to just seem nonchalant. MADE BY ★MEULK
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Post by spectre on May 26, 2018 3:11:15 GMT
[attr="class","odele1"] kick it out EVERYBODY WANT THE KEY AND THE SECRET TO RAP IMMORTALITY LIKE I HAVE GOT WELL, TO BE TRUTHFUL THE BLUEPRINT'S SIMPLY RAGE AND YOUTHFUL EXUBERANCE EVERYBODY LOVES TO ROOT FOR A NUISANCE HIT THE EARTH LIKE AN ASTEROID, DID NOTHING BUT SHOOT FOR THE MOON SINCE
The rapper nodded along as each responded in turn with what they'd wanted... which, by the sounds of it, was a journey more than anything. He could get behind that. Although... he was starting to get the impression that the Meditite wasn't particularly fond of him. Or, at least what he did. Which, fair, but the constant blase takes towards his work were a little disheartening. Kaleo blinked. "Actually, you'd be surprised. People eat that sappy love story business up... though I don't think I'd recc' an on-screen romance, that shit never lasts long." He snorted a bit in spite of himself, deciding that if anyone ever inquired about how he knew that, it was because he knew common movie tropes rather than spending several weeks in high school marathoning the Bachelor with his mother after work. Nobody needed to know that. Still, this meant that he'd covered what his manager would have wanted to know and what he personally was curious about... which meant his role here was technically over. There was a final matter to undertake before choosing, but which he supposed he didn't technically have to do away from home, but... well, it was only fair, wasn't it? "But anyway. I got one last thing. Well, I guess it's not really a question, but..."Pausing a moment, Kaleo moved to grab the Pokeballs he'd previously released each of his potential starter options from, attempting to remember which Pokemon came out of which. While he attempted to distinguish them, he spoke; "In Alola, where I grew up, we got an old tradition. S'called nā kānaka'elua, koho 'ekahi - or, basically, if a trainer picks a Pokemon, but the Pokemon got no choice in the matter, that's no good. It gotta be equal, or the Tapus -- the Pokemon that guard the islands -- will curse your dick for a thousand years for bein' self-centered."Hoping he hadn't mixed them up, he set each of the three Pokeballs carefully in front of the Pokemon they (hopefully) belonged to, the buttons facing before them, before settling himself back down. "So, I'm leavin' this last part up t'you. Ask me anythin' you want. If you've had enough o' me and want to stay with your hot Professor, place your hand-- er, or wing-- on your Pokeball. I'm willin' t'leave empty handed if y'all ain't into me."
Clasping his hands together, Kaleo mentally hunkered down like he was preparing for the emotional equivalent of a celebrity roast. Hopefully this would do a little bit to set them on slightly more even terms in the power balance here. "And if ya worried I'm your last ticket outta here, remember, there's plenty o' other dudes out there who will take you on a journey. I got no doubts each o' you'd find someone worth waitin' for." 472 Words ● 🌺 inari 🌺 ● hey im kaleo and i got rejected by the professor, ama PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.odele1]width:500px;height:85px;margin-left:-50px;background-color:#bca451;color:#f5f5f5;text-shadow:1px 1px 0px rgba(0,0,0,.25);position:relative;z-index:1;font-size:8px;line-height:100%;[/newclass]
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Post by 🌺 inari 🌺 on May 29, 2018 18:26:58 GMT
professor liatris here! . As soon as he was offered an out the Meditite's hand shot out towards the Pokeball. Only to be stopped by a painful slap from the leek in Farfetch'D's hand. He knew that the younger Pokemon would immediately try and worm his way out of this and he wasn't about to let him. Not when there was potential here for him to be able to grow and learn from this situation. He also managed to swat down the other hand that shot out in response. < Leek justice... > The totodile whispered to herself quietly as she watched. She too knew that the Meditite would be a wimp about this entire thing. Sure he had seemed excited at first but that always wore off with him once he realized that showing excitement might actually get him picked. < Knock it off! He said it was our choice if we didn't want to go! > But it wasn't that he didn't want to. He was just afraid to. And rather than face that fear he would rather run away and stay in the safety of the lab. < You and I both know that's not what you really want. You're just afraid that's all. And you have to conquer that fear one day! > And he might as well start now in the bird's mind. There was no reason for the Medidite to bow out of this and he knew it. < If you keep acting like this you're never going to get picked again Medidite... > The again part weighted heavily in the air for a moment after the Totodile said it. It had been on all of their minds but they had been dancing around the fact that Meditite had been out of the lab twice before now and both times brought back. < Shut UP Totodile no one even asked you! > He didn't need his dirty laundry aired for everyone to hear. Especially not this new trainer who probably didn't need this sort of drama. < It's only fair that he knows Medidite! You're not doing anyone any favors you know! > It was good to be open about things like this after all there was still a chance that he could be his starter. In the water type's mind that meant that Kaleo deserved to know why Medidite was acting like such a little shit. Taking a deep breath she composed herself to tell the sordid tale of what had happened to Medidite. < Okay so- > < Oh my GOOOOD. > < What happen- > < Oh my GOOOOOOOOD. > < When he was- > < Holy FUUUUUUUUUUCK. > Growing increasingly louder each time the Totodile attempted to tell the story Meditite seemed pleased when she finally shut up about it. It was the most rambunctious and true to his nature that he had been since Kaleo had let him out of the Pokeball that was for sure. With a disgruntled sigh the Meditite threw up his hands and flopped against Farfetch'D. < Fine, since it's been brought up now... It's not even like, that big of a fucking deal. First time I got out of here was with a breeder. Cool whatever, she said she wanted me as a body guard and it was whatever because I'm not down for having a shit ton of kids. Well like, five minutes down the fucking road she gets pissed because I won't breed or whatever and brings me back. What the fuck ever, her loss. I'm cooler than that shit. Second time I get picked by this trainer, super macho dude that wanted a super macho team. Cool whatever I'm part fighting type so I totally fit the fucking bill or whatever. Start getting cozy with one of the other Pokemon on his team and get caught. BAM! That motherfucker tells our trainer that it was all me and that I 'seduced' him into that bullshit and so BAM! I end up back in this fucking place all because some shitlord Hitmontop sold my ass out to save his own gay ass. > He was trying to be nonchalant about the entire thing. He was trying so hard. But it upset him to think about that he had been brought back twice because of who he was and because other people were cowards. And other Pokemon... Absolute fucking cowards. There wasn't anything they wouldn't do to try and save their own skins or further their own goals. Throwing someone like him under the bus was nothing to them.MADE BY ★MEULK
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