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'Misplaced the Pokeballs?' Haskell thought,
'A bit unorthodox, this guy.'

He was seated along the back row, with Eevee curled up on his lap. He listened close to what the professor had to say. This business about a villainous team wasn't much different than what he'd heard about others in his travels, but he could tell by Tsuga's body language that something was off. There must be other details that the professor wasn't letting on about. Regardless, Haskell didn't ask any questions.

The idea of teaming up didn't excite Haskell very much, but after a bit of thought he decided that Eevee might appreciate having some other people around. Haskell spoke, "What do you think, Eevee? See anyone worth talking to?"

Eevee snapped out of her casual daydreaming and scanned around the room. There were a lot of choices, but nobody stood out to her immediately. She couldn't help but be indecisive, as Haskell had put her on the spot without warning. After a few minutes Eevee's face contorted in slight annoyance, then she buried her head under her tail.

Haskell raised an eyebrow, but quickly turned his attention back to the professor. He'd figure out the group situation later, but for now he was interested in hearing if Tsuga had anything more to say.

Shit's dead.

Nothing to see here.
Unless you people show the same enthusiasm as before this started and get some posts rolling we are going to do a time skip ahead to the lab.
Haskell stood from his seat, grateful that someone had cut off the television. He hadn't been watching the screen, but Haskell heard what he could only guess were the ravings of a madman. He strode out onto the loading ramp of the ferry, and then on to the dock. The temperature was perfect for his winter outfit. It would save him having to stop somewhere to change into his lighter clothes.

Haskell spotted a trainer conversing with a rather scruffy looking man, and overheard something about meeting in a lab. Haskell surmised that the man must be the region's professor. He made a mental note of this lab meeting, it would probably be a good idea to stop there before starting his journey in Kosei.

Eevee's silver head emerged from within Haskell's backpack. She yawned with a squeak, then began looking around whilst adjusting to the sunlight. Eevee's gaze locked on to one of the many wind turbines around the city, and she hummed curiously. Haskell turned his head to see what had piqued her interest, and spoke as a smile drew across his face, "Beautiful machines. They're called wind turbines. You'll be seeing plenty of them around here."
They watched it spin for a short while, but Haskell soon remembered that they had places to be, and, realizing that there were several other trainers here, didn't particularly want to get stopped and play introductions.

Haskell eased past a small group of trainers that seemed to be doing just that, and felt glad not to be caught up in it. He paid little interest to their appearances or their Pokemon, instead keeping an eye out for this laboratory as he opened a gap between him and the crowd that had disembarked from the boat. However, Eevee had done the opposite, breaking from her gaze at the turbines above. She gave all of them a once-over as Haskell had passed by, but decided it wasn't necessary to get Haskell's attention. As much as he liked to distance himself from other random trainers, Eevee sometimes went out of her way to conveniently stop him near people who were likely to start up a conversation.

However, this time they really did have better things to do, and even if the other trainers had taken notice of them, Haskell wasn't going to stop now, she knew that well. Eevee let out a high-pitched sigh, and went back to her sight-seeing as Haskell pressed on through the town.

I'll make this simple, if we point something out to you it's not up for debate or compromise.

You can't be a bit of something and also be pathological about it. Pathological is obsessive. There's no such thing as 'a bit obsessive'.

If you are a pathological coward, you do not face challenges head on or 'without prejudice'. Those statements contradict each other. Not to mention that facing a challenge 'without prejudice' doesn't make any sense from a literary standpoint.

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Also, if you are having issues with your work disappearing in the edit just copy and paste your entire previous post into the edit box.
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Name: Haskell

Age: 18

Height: 6' 2"

Appearance: Haskell is built like your stereotypical mountain man, tall and strong despite not appearing to be overly muscular. His hair is a dark brown color and is cut short. He has been afflicted by early facial hair growth and sports a full beard. His eyes are blue.

In cooler climates, Haskell wears a gray-blue parka, black ski pants, and brown hiking boots.

In warmer areas, he switches to a simple white T-shirt and brown cargo pants, but wears the same boots.

Personality: Haskell takes the concept of life very seriously. He is passionate about what he loves, and cares deeply for his Pokemon and those he chooses to call friends, but he will not often be found making jokes. Haskell is calm and collected in even the most stressful situations.



Preferred Starter: Eevee

Team:

Pokemon: Shiny Eevee
Nickname: None
AL: 20
Gender: Female
Ability: Adaptability
Moveset: Shadow Ball, Quick Attack, Iron Tail, Sand Attack

This is your character template.

Name:

Age:

Height:

Appearance:

Personality:

History: Anything more than one paragraph ought to suffice. Use a hider for this.

Preferred Starter: No legendaries and no evolved Pokemon. Generally, Pokemon that have no evolution (such as Skarmory or Kangaskhan) are not allowed as a starter, but we may make exceptions to this rule depending on the Pokemon.

Team: This will update constantly as you catch other Pokemon and battle with them, always come back here to keep your stuff updated.

Include the name, approximate level, gender, ability, and current moveset.

Example:

Pokemon: Mudkip
Name/Nickname: none
AL: 15
Gender: Male
Ability: Torrent
Moveset: Tackle, Growl, Water Gun, Mud-Slap

It doesn't have to look exactly like that, just make sure you have all of the required information.

It's plausible for your team to have a rotation, so put your rotation Pokemon in this as well.

Bag items: Use a hider for your bag items.
"Easy," Andrei replied, "I'd hate to have to waste any ammo on our-" He paused for a moment, trying to think of the right word, "guest."
Andrei kept to his cleaning, inspecting the sight line on the slide and the smoothness of the recoil spring. "Just find out what she wants, without hurting her. They're sneaky, I'll give them that, but I've been in this business far too long; I'd hoped that if I ignored them long enough they'd move on," He continued, "But now it's a problem."
Andrei sighed, put his cleaning items away, and reassembled his Browning. He slid the magazine back into place, and racked the slide with a satisfying clack.

Andrei holstered the gun, and ran a hand through his hair. He kicked back a little on the bench, watching for any other curious souls that may be prowling about.
Andrei draped the holotags back around his neck. This particular AI had evidently fashioned itself as a proud sort. "You didn't even read them. I'll have to do some more work on your software later. Assuming you plan on joining me," Andrei said, " 'Raid-Bot' ."
He swept his eyes around the room before returning to the front of the store. He picked a few worn-down 9mm bullets off of the Raider bodies as he passed.

Exiting on to the street, Andrei watched for even the slightest movement, his gaze moving across every small detail of the surrounding buildings. Satisfied that this wasn't some Raider trap, he sat down on a bench just to the side of the door. Andrei drew his Browning- and deftly removed the magazine, then ejected the chambered round. He caught the loose bullet, and returned it to its place in the mag. Next, he stripped the gun, inspecting every part of the slide and frame.

Andrei took a small bottle of gun oil and a rag from a pouch on his right hip, and went to work giving the pistol a good cleaning.
After a few more minutes of watching the robot helplessly plow into the wall, Andrei decided to ignore the threatening words. He walked over within touching distance of the sentry bot, examining the crude additions to the armor and finally spotting what appeared to be an official marking. On the 'shoulder' of the bot there was a faint circle of stars, mixed in with a painting of a skull. Above that, two barely-legible letters, "RW".

'SRWG,' Andrei thought.
"You're a unit from Special Robotics." He said, the words slipping from his mouth. Hopefully nobody else was around, or that loose tongue might have cost him more than his life. Andrei removed his holotags and propped them in a position where the robot would be able to scan them. "Take a good look, I know you're a bit smarter than the average robot. You and I are from the same group, that service number will confirm it once you run it through your database."
Without hesitation, Andrei threw a large piece of rubble in front of the bot's wheels to act as a chock. He then pulled the back panel from the robot's 'torso' and saw more than a few immediate problems. The phrase "Cable Management" had obviously never entered the Raiders' heads. It only took him a few seconds to find the navigation problem; a few mismatched wires and a repeater that kept feeding information back into itself. A simple fix.

Some time later, Andrei spoke again, "I'm trusting you to not add me to that pile of Raider corpses, but I guess I wouldn't blame you."
Andrei pushed the panel closed, and put a few feet of distance between him and the robot.
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