Rune_Alchemist

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

~Cerise Fontaine~

"If you're looking for a psychic pokemon, go with Natu."

Unfortunately, before Gwen could answer her, Yuu decided to give his own advice. Natu?...what a silly name. If it was a psychic type though, then well, she couldn't really be that picky. More importantly...was he eavesdropping on their conversation? Talk about rude. Well, not like she could really talk that much. Eavesdropping was a valuable way of getting info. Especially finding out someones dirty little secrets when they think no one is listening.

Still, his advice and help was very much unwelcome. She'd let him know that later.

"A...Natu? Is that a pokemon native to Johto, then?" She replied to him, still thinking about it. She was likely going to go with it either way, even if it was advice from him. Its not like she really liked many other pokemon. She had a whole list of reasons why she didn't like other types so much, especially those creepy bug types. "Ah, Excuse me Gwen, I'm going to go take a look."

She proceeded to walk up to the table with the pokemon laid out on them. Several already had been taken. A Nidoran by Abigail, Gwen took a Tyrogue, Yuu an Eevee, and someone she hadn't met yet took a Totodile....wait, didn't she see him with Zeph earlier or something? She should at least introduce herself. Later. She needed to get her pokemon now. She scanned the names accompanied by the pokeball.

Someone had just taken a...Misdreavus? Ew. Ghosts. Cyndaquil? no. Ah, Natu. Finally finding the right pokeball, she grabbed it. It was a psychic type, right? That Yuu guy better not be messing with her or something. If he was, she'd make sure he never made it to Cherrygrove....

She picked up the pokeball then walked over to where Alfred was, taking her card in the process. She was actually surprised she was able to get one with little difficulty, considering she had never handled pokemon before in her life. Or went to school, like Abigail. At least everyone else had some basic knowledge, but well, she didn't have the slightest clue. Just shows how greedy people are, if you flash enough money in their faces. Hrm...maybe she shouldn't have decided to not come here on a whim...once she got to Goldenrod she'd have to make sure she got enough money.

Well, whatever. Time to see what this guy looked like. She released the pokemon in front of her. When she did...well, the round little bird thing was definitely not what she expected. She thought something more like Espurr might come out. Needless to say, she was a bit surprised...and a bit annoyed. This thing, was a bird, and definitely did not look like a psychic type. At least it was kind of cute.

....she supposed she could go with it. The little bird was looking up at her impassively, almost bored, really. In fact...the longer she stared at it, the more she got...a bit creeped out by it. It was almost like, it was...sizing her up? Could pokemon even do that? After a few minutes, the little bird chirped in what sounded like annoyance, before jumping up with a small flap of its wings...and perching right on her head.

"H-hey, get down! I spent hours doing my hair this morning you runt!" She shouted. The bird simply ignored her as it looked around at the other trainers in the room, seeming to size them up as well. Whatever it was doing, Cerise was certainly not happy with it. After a moment of fighting with the thing, She plucked the bird from her head, and visibly glared at it. "Just what do you think you're doing! My hair is not a nest!" Did...did that Natu just roll its eyes at her?! She almost threw the small bird pokemon across the room, before remembering where she was and that she was probably drawing a bit of attention to herself...the unwanted kind of attention.

"Aha, uhm..." She somewhat nervously chuckled. "S-sorry, I take my hair seriously..." The Natu rolled its eyes again, though it didn't seem to do anything else. She went back towards Gwen, trying to avoid any more unneeded attention being drawn to herself.

"Uhm...people usually name pokemon right?" She asked, mostly to herself. "So...Uhm, what about you?" The Natu simply stared at her in its blank stare, before seeming to ignore her, giving her a small peck on the cheek. It didn't hurt, but that was definitely a challenge. Oh great. She got a bratty little pokemon who wasn't going to listen to her.

The two spent the next few minutes glaring at each other after it hopped off of her shoulder.

~Professor Elm~
The professor watched all of the trainers get their pokemon. It was a nice feeling, really, to finally be able to see new trainers after such a long time. Sure, there were those who got theirs through other means - they had an elder sibling catch one for them after they got their licenses, or they chose from an internet or something, and a lab aide delivered them to the person after they got their license. Having them visit the lab though? Yeah, that was always his favorite part. Meeting the trainers in person, and getting to know them a little.

Call him a silly old man, but that was still his favorite part.

Let's see...Gwen. She had lived here in Newbark most of her life, from what he could remember. Nice girl, a bit of a loner though - but she was a good person. Abigail Blanchett. Her scores in the school were phenomenal, as were Yuu Nozumu's. Those two could definitely handle themselves, so he wasn't worried. Nathaniel - he didn't know too much about him or Mattie Linder, though Mattie was related to some gym leader or something, so she could probably handle herself. The one he was worried about, though, was the redhead who chose the Natu. Aside from the fact that he was fairly certain she used less than legal means to get her license, it was clear she had very little handling with pokemon before.

well...there wasn't much he could do, really. She was with a good group of people, she could easily learn from them.

"Say, Professor Elm,"

Yuu's voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Why are there no pokedexes? Rather peculiar as in this time, I thought it would be proper to hand trainers those devices... I mean, some of us are interested in why pokemon have gone berserk, plus from what I know, Professors don't go into the wild too much anymore, but trainers do. If you're doing research on them, wouldn't it be helpful for a trainer to record the info about them, and send them behavioral patterns back? That could speed up the process of finding out why they all became randomly aggressive... just my two cents I guess, sorry for the rambling."

Well...he supposed that was a rather valid question, although pokedexes hadn't been given out to trainers in quite some time. He made some fairly valid points too, although he was assuming they'd find anything. Also, he seemed to be misinformed about the fact he didn't go into the field much any more. It was true he didn't go out very much that often, unless it was for a major discovery, such as that egg that was in the back.

"I'm of the same mind. I was told that, along with our starter pokemon, we would also be handed our own Pokedexes. I find it really strange that there's not even a single pokedex that I can see inside this room. Why's that, Prof. Elm?"

Nate was the next to speak up. Who told him they would be getting pokedexes? He never told any of them that - Pokedexes were now reserved for professors, researchers, and assistants.

"I apologize if anyone told you that you'd be getting one." He started with a sigh. "But you're not. We haven't given pokedexes out to trainers in quite some time. They're typically reserved for research assistants and other people that are helping with research. Aside from being somewhat expensive, they are valuable research tools. You are right though, Yuu, we could give pokedexes to every trainer that wanted one and it could be a great help. But when we first started noticing something was wrong with the pokemon, we did exactly that and found nothing abnormal with them, aside from their increased aggression. All the professors enlisted the help of all of the pokemon trainers that were willing, but..." Professor Elm sighed again, before turning to look at the egg that was being studied. "It's taken awhile, but I'm finally close to a breakthrough, I think. I'm not sure...but whatever affecting them is starting when they're eggs, and not pokemon. Its just a theory, but If all goes well, I could have a breakthrough."

He turned back to Yuu and Nate, giving them a smile. "But enough about that, you all shouldn't concern yourselves with it. Its a problem for us professors to solve." He didn't want to expand on it further, but he left out the part that all the anti-pokemon movements in the region were just looking for an excuse to slow down research even further. A death of a young trainer because he was being reckless with a pokedex would be just the ammo they needed. He may not really be a politician himself, but him and the other professors talk on a regular basis, and that was the conclusion one Professor Gary Oak came too.

~Abigail Blanchett~

"H-hey, get down! I spent hours doing my hair this morning you runt!"

...looks like Cerise was going to have trouble with her Natu. Considering her lack of experience, that was kind of expected. Well, at least everyone mostly had theirs, now. Or did they all have them? She hoped they got moving soon, whatever the case was. She didn't really want to travel with these guys that much - though, it'd be smarter than traveling alone. She'd need some help in making sure Cerise didn't get hurt either. She knew her way around the city and the people in them, but outside of it? Well, she was a helpless puppy.

Not like Cerise would have trouble getting the others to help them, though. She'd need more help with that Natu of hers. Speaking of pokemon, where had her Nidoran gotten? The little guy apparently liked messing with things - or at least poking his nose into places he probably shouldn't. It took her few seconds to pinpoint exactly where the little guy had gotten.

...he was right next to the white haired chick...staring right at her prosthetic leg. Now, that by itself was harmless. However, attempting to use it as a chew toy...was NOT.

Tyrian had decided that the artificial limb, looked delicious apparently and was already attempting to eat it.

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

~Abigail Blanchett~

Well, this couldn't be going any slower. As the trainers lined up, Abigail waited rather impatiently for everyone to gather. Well, they were taking their sweet time. She supposed she could go ahead and get hers, and her license, wait for Cerise and then leave. Or rather, that's what she would do if the redhead wasn't intent on being friends with gimpy. That was a bit odd, for her, but she wasn't really going to question Cerise' motives for trying to be friendly. Chances are, she just wanted them all to like her so she could mess with them later.

"Err, hey... remember me? It's err, kind of funny that we're both becoming trainers today after you know... what happened earlier."

Oh great. Training wheels was back. He better not think that just because of what happened earlier, they were like, best friends or something. Because they weren't, and if he was thinking that, she'd just bluntly tell him no. Actually, it was probably safer to do that then to let him even ponder the thought of them being friends. She turned to face the guy, not even caring she didn't know his name. It wasn't like it was going to be a name - Wait, he was becoming a trainer?

...she couldn't help but to laugh rather loudly at the thought of this guy becoming one. Well, its not like he'd be here for anything else, really. At least the cripple looked like she could handle herself somewhat, but this guy? Oh god, he was going to get eaten alive by some hoothoot or something. Or trip and fall down a ledge. That'd just be sad, but she felt like this guy might be that uncoordinated.

"Look here, training wheels. I only helped you because I was in a good mood." She smirked after she stopped laughing. One hand was on her hip and the other giving him a small shove with a finger as she leaned forward slightly. "You? A trainer? Don't make me laugh. I doubt you could even tell the difference between a male and female Nidoran." She chuckled again, shrugging as she spoke. The arrogance in her voice was completely clear, no doubt the other trainers would probably hear it as well. "Not that it really matters. Even if you were a decent trainer, its not like you have a shot at the league as long as I'm here since I'm the best trainer in the region. So don't act like we're friends or anything, because we're not."

With that, she turned quite quickly, not wanting to say anything else to him. She passed the white-haired chick on her way to the pokemon table, once again not even paying attention to her. It was clear that she had of course, no interest in conversing with her unless she was spoken too first.

Soon, she was at the table where the pokemon were lined up, and quickly scanned the available pokemon.

Misdreavus? Eh, one of the weak ghost types. A good beginner pokemon, she supposed but it was nothing special. Anyone who picked that thing would be hurting later.

The white haired girl took Tyrogue. Huh, well, at least she had decent taste in pokemon. She was partial to sturdier types, though, but fighting types were decent.

Natu?....well, she was fairly certain that was the one Cerise was going to be going for. She liked psychic types. She always complained about not being able to actually own a Espurr back home...

and...Nidoran? Well, now that was a pokemon she could live with. It wasn't exactly her favorite pokemon, but a Nidoking? Now there was a pokemon she could definitely see herself using. Strong, powerful, and well, it was the best color in the world too - purple. How could she say no? It wasn't like they had a steel type or something she could use. An Aaron would have been nice, but unlikely...Aggron was probably her favorite pokemon ever. Maybe if she visited Hoenn after she became the champion...

Eh, thoughts for later. For now, she simply picked up the Nidoran's pokeball before walking over to Alfred, who handed her her shiny new license. Well, she looked good in her picture as she always did. She shoved the card into her bag, before heading back and letting the next trainer chose.

Well, now to see what the little guy looked like. She released the purple pokemon from its pokeball, letting the little guy get used to being out of the ball. Mostly, so it could also see who his new trainer was. In a flash of usual red light, the small pokemon was released onto the floor of the lab. The small pokemon yawned as it was released. Must have been asleep or something. She knelt down, and in an uncharacteristically nice fashion, patted the small guy on the head.

"Well, now look at you! You certainly look strong." At the compliment, the Nidoran simply tilted its head quizzically. "You'll need a name...how does Tyrian sound? It was the color kings used to wear. I think it would suit you." Whether he liked it or not, he didn't make any indication. Instead, the small Nidoran started looking around the lab, it obviously being a bit on the curious side as he started sniffing around a few of the machines. Well, that was alright, she supposed as long as he didn't mess anything up...

~Cerise Fontaine~

“Haha, well uhm, thanks. Really. But, yeah it’s uh...it’s natural.”

Natural, then? Well, that just made her more interesting to Cerise. If it was dyed, well, that would let her lose some of her charm, but still.

“So...Cerise, right? Cerise, tell me you’re not planning on doing anything to that wicked mane...that’d just be a shame, dude. Oh. Yeah. I’m Gwen, by the by.”

...wicked...mane? Ugh. Ugh. Just no. She almost threw up a little in her mouth. What did that even mean? She was fairly certain it was a compliment...but manes should be left only to describe Pyroars. Okay, so she was cute, but that way of speaking was so...so, common. She was glad she went and got her pokemon soon after that comment, or she may not have been able to hide her dislike of the way she talked so well. She had half a mind to just leave her standing there and go back to Abigail.

Still, she supposed she could...accept it - or at least ignore it for now. She'd have to slowly get Gwen to talk in a less...crude way, maybe. At least stop her from using words like 'Dude' and...ugh, 'Wicked mane' Seriously, who even talked like that? Useless, idiotic, lifeless street kids with no future, that's who.

...well, now that she thought about it, Gwen kind of dressed like that. She'd have to get her into a dress at some point...or at least, something a bit more fashionable. Ooh, maybe she could make her something? She was fairly sure she could make something that would suit her very well. She'd probably like something easy to move in, but wasn't something exactly formal or dressy as hers was.

Eh, a thought for later. Maybe once they got to Goldenrod - the only city in Johto she'd ever even consider proper - she could do it. For now though, back to the thought of choosing a pokemon and responding to Gwen.

"Aha, no, I'm not planning on doing anything with it. I rather like the color, though I have dyed it before on special occasions." She replied after Gwen had returned, before focusing on the table with the pokemon on it. She would have complimented her name as well, but after her saying she didn't really know how to 'talk' to people that well, it might be a bit obvious she was lying a bit. Or at least, they'd find it a bit odd.

Come to think of it though, she had actually zero handling experience with pokemon, and knew nothing about them. Abigail gave her a crash course over the phone the other night, but...well, she knew Espurr was a psychic type, and that was about it. Maybe something with that typing, then? She couldn't really be sure, since she really didn't know what pokemon was what. She only knew Espurr, and very vaguely of a pokemon named Malamar from Kalos. She looked over at Gwen.

"Uhm, pardon, another question - Excuse me if I'm coming off as a bit annoying - but I'm not entirely too familiar with pokemon." She sighed. "Did they have a psychic type up there? That's the only type I even vaguely know, and I don't really know any pokemon from this...place well..."

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

~Cerise Fontaine~

As Yuu shook her hand, she gave him a small smile. It was a sincere smile to most people looking on - though Yuu might have been able to see a small smirk beneath it - as though she had gained a small victory. To her, she had. One step out of line for him, then, and she could easily, well, at least she thought she could easily get everyone to not like Yuu. Really though, it didn't even occur to her she was far out of her element since she had no standing here whatsoever. However, what Yuu said next earned a small giggle from her.

"I don't know how things work in Kalos, but I do know we got off to a rough start... just remember, I don't bite unless bitten first."

"Well,"She coyly replied, a small smile on her face - it didn't seem to have any malicious intent at all. "If there will be any biting, I expect dinner first." With that, she left Yuu and ran off, letting him think about what exactly that could possibly mean. Now, where was that white-haired girl she saw earlier? Abigail was going to be fine by herself. She herself, needed to mingle though. Get to know the people, what they were like, and how much trouble they were going to be. And of course, most of all, what she could use to...manipulate them, if she had too.

Thankfully, it didn't take her too long to find the girl. She was kind of easy to spot, really. What, with the missing leg thing. Some people might be a bit put off by it...and well, if it was anyone else she'd probably not associate with them...but well, aside from the obvious, the girl was rather cute. While she did like actual fashion, and lets face it, this girl had absolutely zero fashion sense, even less than Abigail and that was saying something. She found her rocker look kind of cute, to be honest.

"Uhm, Excuse me~" She began, trying to get Gwen's attention as she fell in line beside her. "I uhm, well...odd question maybe, but is that your natural hair color? Or did you dye it? Either way, I think it looks absolutely fabulous on you. If its dyed, could you tell me what you used? I'm rather uncertain of the products here in Johto."

~Abigail Blanchett~

As usual, Yuu talked to much, and acted less. Asshat. She was a bit concerned about what exactly Cerise had planned, but eh, whatever. It didn't concern her a whole lot. Even less so if she wanted to mess with Yuu. She could care less about what happened to the guy, though it would probably give her some satisfaction to finally beat the guy herself and prove that she was, in fact, better.

Ah well, whatever. No use in thinking about it. For now, it was time to get her a pokemon. She hoped they had a steel type...or maybe a strong ground type maybe. Perhaps a rock type? She would have to chose carefully, there were benefits and weaknesses for each type and pokemon. This first choice, was going to probably impact how she would build the rest of her team greatly.

...eh, whatever. She'd see once she got there. She fell in line behind the others - noticing that Cerise was a bit ahead of her. Next to that crippled girl with white hair. What...did Cerise want with her? She seemed to be talking to her. Eh, if Cerise wanted to befriend a cripple that should definitely not be on this little venture, that was her business. Really, though, what was that white-haired chick even doing here? She was just going to get in everyone's way. She had half a mind to tell her that too, if the girl decided to talk to her. Heh, that'd be funny to see how she'd react.

~Professor Elm~

The back of the lab looked just like one would expect. Machines whirred, with computers and other things running various complicated looking calculations, diagrams, and other things. The most notable thing, though, was the Egg and the machine that it was in. Whatever it was being used for, well, only the professor could really know. The Professor himself stood behind a table, a line of pokeballs' were set out on them - each with the name of the pokemon written out on a card in front of them. Alfred stood beside the table the stack of licenses in his hands, waiting patiently for the trainers to chose their pokemon.

"Alright, then!" Elms started. "Please, chose your pokemon carefully. These pokemon are all friendly, and shouldn't be dangerous. This is a huge step forward for all of you! Nowadays, not many trainers get their licenses, or even get to go traveling these days. But enough about that, I'm sure you don't want to hear about that. You've all probably heard about that to last you a life time. Alright, so, who wants to chose first?"

"Don't forget your license, either!" Alfred happily added.

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I haven't checked in, in awhile, but eh, I'm here.

....I think we lost our GM, though, Kafka hasn't been on in awhile.

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

WElp, for some reason skype booted me and it won't let me back on Dx

Oh well, back to the forum. I know you guys wouldn't have a party on skype without me~ :D

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

~Abigail Blanchett~

"Speaking pridefully like you always did in trainer school... you haven't changed much, have you..."

Hmph. If she did change, it would only be that she had gotten ten times better than this jerkface. Sure, she had to admit he was good - but she still didn't like him. Hell, he could go toe to toe with her, and she always welcomed a challenge. The guy was still annoying, though. Putting him in his place was always fun.

"Look, I've said it a million times to you - we are both equal in our skill... More importantly though, what the hell?! Didn't you see that I was standing in front of someone?! She could of been seriously injured if I wasn't good at reacting! What were you thinking?!"

Equal? Pfft. Not a chance. He was good, but she was better. That much was obvious. As Yuu talked, she was getting more and more annoyed by him as usual. Tch. Not only had he not changed any, he seemed to have gotten even more annoying. She didn't bother answering the last part of the question, though. It should be obvious to the guy, she didn't really give a crap about that. Well, she might feel slightly bad if the other girl got injured but she seemed fine, so that was good.

"... something tells me your that other red-headed chicks friend... Do I seriously need to clear up any smoke because I can only tell at this point everything is becoming one sided."

Observant as ever.


"Look, how about instead of ignoring me for once, hear me out on my recommendation because I don't want to further dump this whole event on the group as that's just rude. Cerise and I tell our sides of the story and we leave it at that."

Abigail folded her arms, and gave Yuu a smug smirk.

"Riiight...if you're going to kill Yuu, could you do it outside? Cause I'm pretty sure the kid might actually keel over and die if y'all keep it up...and, hey, as fun as that sounds, I don't think Elm would be up for handing out Pokémon with a couple of dead dudes in his lab."

...who was this crippled chick? Should she even be here? She was just going to get hurt if she got a pokemon. Abigail barely even registered her words as she spoke. Not because of being distracted, but simply because she didn't really think anything this kid could say was worth her time. She ignored her, and turned her attention back to Yuu.

"You haven't changed either. Struggling along behind me as always, chasing after my talent." She calmly and smugly replied. "Sorry about ignoring you. Really, maybe if you had anything worthwhile to say, I'd actually listen to you. Besides, you really, really, hurt Cerise. You think I'm just going to let that go? She was even just trying to be nice, too. Just because she's never left Lumiose before she has trouble talking to people sometimes doesn't mean you have to be a jerk about it. No. I'm gonna make you apologize to her, or I'm gonna throw you out of this lab." She replied.

Well, its not like Cerise actually had trouble talking to people. Quite the opposite. She could very well be a nice person if she wanted too. Problem was, the red head had a...well, she just liked getting up to trouble and messing with people. That haughty attitude was really her actual personality - though she hid it well, even back at home. The only reason she probably let that friendly persona slip, was because as far as she knew Yuu was just a random person on the street she was never going to see again.

She took a few steps towards Yuu.

"Actually, nah, I'm just gonna throw you out of this lab. Hope you don't mind a few broken bones."

~Cerise Fontaine~

Cerise gave the guy a friendly smile as he ran off after Abigail. Heh. People, especially men, were always swayed by a cute face. Unless you were that purple haired guy. Weirdo. She'd suggest him being into guys or something, but well, she didn't exactly have a whole lot of room to talk in that department. She was a horrible person all things considered, but she wasn't going to be a hypocrite....well, maybe not. Its not like anyone knew about her preferences. She could easily lie about it. Well, except Abigail but that ship had sunk a few years ago.

But eh, whatever, those thoughts were completely irrelevant to the matter at hand. With a small sigh and a smile, she set off back towards the lab at a somewhat brisk pace. For this to go well, she'd have to do this herself. That other guy was probably going to make this worse, maybe. At best, he'd absolutely fail and not accomplish anything. It'd likely take her a few more minutes to get to the lab - she'd let Abigail have her fun with that guy for a bit before stepping in herself.

After a few minutes had passed, she finally got back to the lab...to see the Zeph guy and another guy run into each other.

...well, at least he hadn't made things worse. What was that old saying about doing something right you should do it yourself? Well, she'd technically figured this was the outcome, but it would have been nice to be pleasantly surprised. Well, if they wanted to make out that was on them. She'd just wait out here for a bit for something to happen inside.

...Hope you don't mind a few broken bones."

...goddamn it Abigial. She didn't want you to kill the guy. That was her job. Well, it seemed like she was going to have to go in whether she wanted to or not.

"Pardonnez-moi messieurs." She said to Zeph and Nate, giving Zeph a small smile as she passed. "Sorry, I know I asked you to help but I really should do something before the moron does something stupid. More stupid than she usually does." With that said, she walked into the lab, and was greeted with a sight that was about to spell trouble. A kid who she assumed to be the professors assistant or something, was trying to get Abigail and the other purple haired guys attention. Abigail, was also about to punch the other guy right in the face. As amusing as it would be to see him get his face punched in, she had other plans.

"Abigail Blanchett! That is quite enough!" She shouted. For someone who had a small of a body as she did, she could apparently shout quite loudly. "Vraiment...Must you always be such an idiot?" She sighed, walking over to the pair. As she approached, she took note of a few other of the trainers. Some quiet looking kid, the two outside were definitely other trainers, and the idiot purple haired guy. The one who caught her attention the most, though, was the tough looking girl wearing a shirt with something called 'Own Tempo' written on it. She didn't know what that was, but well, the girl...Cerise found herself thinking she was quite pretty. Huh. Well, whatever. The thought was only momentary.

"I told you to stay put." Abigail replied to Cerise.

"And I ignored you. Like usual." She replied, walking right up to Abigail. "And why do you think that is?"

"Aww, come on! Yuu is a jerkface! Come on, lemme beat him up! Besides, he made you cry!" Abigail replied. Cerise simply sighed in response before looking up at Yuu. So this was the guy Abigail talked about a lot. Something about him actually being a pretty good trainer and being part of the reason she worked so hard to get better at it.

"T-that doesn't really matter." Cerise sheepishly replied, her tone taking a much softer voice at the mention of Yuu. "Y-you always tell me I'm a cry baby anyways. Please just leave...Yuu alone, alright?" Abigail shot Yuu another glare before giving a defeated sigh.

"Fine." She finally replied. "You do anything to her again though, I'll throw you off a cliff." With that, she gave him a shove before taking a seat on the opposite side of the room, leaving Cerise to do whatever it was she was going to do. She was probably going to try to get on everyone's good side by pretending to be friendly, as always. Make Yuu out to be a bad guy here - or at least be nice to everyone else, and completely torment him when they were alone.

"Ah...uhm..." She quietly began, appearing as if she was trying to think of what to say. "I-i, uh, think we got off on the wrong foot." She said to Yuu, giving him a somewhat embarrassed smile. "I uhm, apologize if my words offended you earlier, I really didn't mean anything by them. I'm just...well, not good with people. B-being somewhat famous means I don't really get a chance to...talk to...uhm...comm-uh, normal people that much." With that said, she stuck out a hand again to introduce herself. "I would like to uhm, start over as they say. I am Cerise Fontaine, Fashion designer from Kalos. Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Yuu. I apologize for Abigail as well, she's smart...but she can be a bit of an...idiot at times." She giggled.

Abigail simply shot Cerise a brief glare before ignoring the two of them.

With that said, she was curious as to what Yuu would do here. She was fairly certain he wouldn't buy any of that considering it was rather obvious the way she had acted earlier wasn't an act or her just having trouble talking. The others though? well, they didn't see any of that, and as far as they knew they just had their words to go on and what had already happened. She was fairly certain she already had quite a few points with the rest of them, as they might say. Would Yuu be a jerk here and make himself out to be a bad guy? No matter what he did, she'd get to have her fun with him. He was in a fairly lose-lose situation here.

Alfred simply sighed in relief, glad to see the argument was over with. Hopefully.

~Professor Elm~

Elm calmly watched the egg that was in the machine. Well, as calmly as he could, really. He constantly jotted down little notes and thoughts on a notebook as he watched the readings and other things on the machine. The machine in question, he built it himself after years of research. It was supposed to take a pokemon egg and analyze everything about it. Unfortunately, this was the first time he had been able to use it, since getting eggs was so much harder these days. It was an experiment, the first of its kind and he was extremely excited that he was able to get to use it.


“What’s that egg taste like?”

Elm gave a start at the voice, causing him to drop his notebook and other materials. Who in the world- oh, it was just Avery. Elm let out a relieved sigh, before he remembered what day it was and why Avery was in his lab.

"Ah! Avery! You're here. I completely forgot! Oh dear." The other trainers were probably here as well. How could he forget! He had been looking forward to this day for months! Nothing could beat the feeling of handing out a pokemon to a first time trainer. "Todays the day. Oh where did I put those licenses!..." He said, completely ignoring Avery's question about how the egg might taste. "right...over here. Thank you for the note Alfred...oh what am I doing, I should go greet the trainers!"

With that, Elm hurried out of the backroom, leaving Avery there.

by himself.

with the egg.

And the pokemon.

Well...it was Avery. What could possibly go wrong?

It didn't take Elm to long to reach the front of the lab. Thankfully, it seemed like everyone was getting along well! They would probably be traveling together, so it was good they were getting along well. It was much safer to travel in a larger group, after all. With the pokemon attacks and everything it was always a good idea.

"My goodness. I am so sorry everyone!" He said as he walked into the labs lobby, as someone might call it. "I was caught up in some research. I completely lost track of time. It's good to see all of you are getting along well. Ah, wait, let me introduce myself. I am Professor Elm. Today is a great day for you, young trainers! Ah, its always nice to see someone get a pokemon for the first time. But look at me, I'm talking too much again. Ah, follow me into the back and give you your licenses and the pokemon. Alfred, if you would go get the licenses for everyone ready."

With a smile and a nod, Alfred went ahead of everyone to prepare the necessary items. Aside from the licenses and the pokemon, a few potions and other things had been provided by Elm. The professor followed shortly after, making sure that the young trainers followed after him.

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

~Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

LET'S GET READY TO RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMBLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

@Vec

....oh great.

He's back.

Someone get the exterminator.

Pokemon: Shadow of Nemesis Reboot

I WAS PROMISED A POST TODAY, @OGOBROGO! >:|

Does lord Tesla need to motivate ya? >:|

Reboot: Please Select Player

Alexis gave Cirka a somewhat bored look. Oh boy. He was going to be trouble, wasn't he? Well, she would always be up for a good brawl if this little fairy wanted to get his wings clipped and shoved somewhere not so nice. She had half a mind to actually do just that. It'd be kinda hilarious to see that happen. Unfortunately, it seemed Eve somewhat disagreed with her - or at least something kept her from actually trying that.

"Yes. Attacking the person who will be trying to help you. I hope you are not that needlessly cruel." She paused for a moment before adding, rather unnecessarily. "Or stupid." As she spoke, Moby and Remy floated beside her, watching the others with some mild interest.

"I assure you, I am not working for Eden, and fighting between ourselves is undesirable." She finally continued after a somewhat annoyed and bored sigh. "Working together would be the best option. You all have been told the basics by the one who brought us here, yes? However, I was told to inform you of what we are looking for: The crucible." She went quiet for a moment to let the information sink in somewhat before continuing. "It is the item that formed the Multiverse, and we, have been tasked with finding it and using its power. Information on the item is unknown, so searching for clues as to its location and appearance should be our first task. It is somewhere here in the Splatoon world....whatever the name of it is."

There. That was enough information. She really should probably leave it there, but well, since when had she ever listened to that little voice in her head that told her shooting a firework into the neighbors pool was a bad idea?

"That is, unless you want to carry out that idea of yours...What is your name, anyways?"

Herculean Academy: Arc 1 - Welcome To The Academy

Quite well. I'd be even better if this game got going again, though.

@DFTBA

Eh.

We've been talking about that, actually. I think it might mostly be my fault. As a GM, I am ashamed Dx

Unfortunately, This RP is currently being a bit too....slice of lifey for me at the moment and my motivation is a bit...well, shot Dx

I know, I know, this is a high school RP. What'd I expect? I thought by now we'd get to super hero shenanigans by now...or at least...have gotten to the first arc :\