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victory_road2022-01-11 09:47 am
spoiledbugboy) wrote in victory_road2022-01-11 09:47 am
From Cards to the Real Deal [Action/Video]
[Haga isn't particularly thrilled when he wakes up in an unknown bed, in an unknown world and is greeted by a stranger claiming to be his mom. In fact, he livid, confused and he has a few choice words to throw at this woman who dared to pass as his mom, talking to him about Pokémon and training and journeys.
But before he could start using words not very fit for a teenage boy, he's out the door. And no matter how hard he slams at it, the woman on the other side won't answer.
OK, fine. He's not about to scream expletives out of this woman's house for all to hear.
He turns on his heels and is faced with a small town that is, for the lack of a better world, very underwhelming. For someone who came from a place with skyscrapers and high tech, being dumped in a small rural town like New Bark is a bit of a tonal shift.
Not that Haga hates the outdoors. After all, that's where the bugs are. But this place is as simple as it gets. He would be surprised if they even have running water and electricity.
With a very defeated sigh he plops down on the ground and places the backpack that was given to him in front of him. Maybe it can provide some answers.
The first thing he pulls out is the guidebook, which is great help. He quickly locates the Pokegear and decides that it can't hurt to try and get in touch with someone, anyone.]
OK, so as much as I would love to sit here and read this for the next hour or so. [He puts the guidebook into view.] Can someone just give me a crash course on what in the world I'm supposed to be doing? No way I was gonna believe some random lady pretending to be my mother. [If she was lying about who she was how could he trust anything out of her mouth?]
Am I just supposed to travel around and fend for myself? Because, hm, no thank you?
(( ooc: feel free to stumble upon him just sitting there in front of the starter house lol ))
But before he could start using words not very fit for a teenage boy, he's out the door. And no matter how hard he slams at it, the woman on the other side won't answer.
OK, fine. He's not about to scream expletives out of this woman's house for all to hear.
He turns on his heels and is faced with a small town that is, for the lack of a better world, very underwhelming. For someone who came from a place with skyscrapers and high tech, being dumped in a small rural town like New Bark is a bit of a tonal shift.
Not that Haga hates the outdoors. After all, that's where the bugs are. But this place is as simple as it gets. He would be surprised if they even have running water and electricity.
With a very defeated sigh he plops down on the ground and places the backpack that was given to him in front of him. Maybe it can provide some answers.
The first thing he pulls out is the guidebook, which is great help. He quickly locates the Pokegear and decides that it can't hurt to try and get in touch with someone, anyone.]
OK, so as much as I would love to sit here and read this for the next hour or so. [He puts the guidebook into view.] Can someone just give me a crash course on what in the world I'm supposed to be doing? No way I was gonna believe some random lady pretending to be my mother. [If she was lying about who she was how could he trust anything out of her mouth?]
Am I just supposed to travel around and fend for myself? Because, hm, no thank you?
(( ooc: feel free to stumble upon him just sitting there in front of the starter house lol ))