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victory_road2022-08-15 02:07 pm
wolfspedigree) wrote in victory_road2022-08-15 02:07 pm
round one | what the hell happened here
Who: Rock Howard and you!
When: August/September
Where: Mom's House / New Bark Town / Route 29
Summary: Getting his bearings and wow does he not know a thing.
Warnings?: None for now!
i. mom's house
[ waking up in a stranger's home is one thing. it's another thing to be surrounded by all sorts of strangers in a stranger's home. rock had to muffle a scream, managing to keep himself together as to not look like a weirdo, but his face says it all. dear lord, what the hell was all this??? ]
I have... so many questions right now.
[ though he doubts anyone will answer him. rock makes his way to the kitchen, trying to keep to himself, especially as he makes his way through "mom's" pantry. he tries not to make the most noise, even though he does indeed bump into people on occasion. if he does, all you get is a mumbled 'sorry'. ]
ii. new bark town
[ he's one of the last people to leave mom's house, and he can't help but wonder what was that all about. sure, seeing people was one thing, but seeing swarms of creatures attacking said strangers and all the cries of "i missed you too" made the teen feel just all the more confused. but he doubts most people would give him any sort of day, if they were like the people he met in the KOF tournaments.
the only exceptions to that were shun'ei and isla, and even his own teammates. so there he was, in his own little corner, looking at a growlithe with a neutral look. ]
Looks like you're the little guy whose stuck with me, huh? [ a small smile. ] Welcome to team Garou, little guy.
[ a bark of approval. rock already likes his new pokemon. ]
iii. route 29
[ rock follows the crowd for the most part. he keeps to the back of the pack, really trying his best to look casual, as if he knew what he was doing for the most part. he doesn't, but acting the part was the key to actually learning. he has his nose stuffed into the trainer handbook, but... a lot of things still fly over his head. ]
So we catch these pokemon, to train them and make sure they... get stronger? So we're teachers?
[ he's still trying to make heads or tails on the entire thing. ]
iv. network (text, un: flybynightwolf)
Can anyone explain why weapons are banned here? It makes no sense.
[ totally not a weird thing to ask. ]
v. wildcard!
[ throw whatever at me! or plot with me over on plurk or discord!![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
divinereaper or naoto#0929 ]
When: August/September
Where: Mom's House / New Bark Town / Route 29
Summary: Getting his bearings and wow does he not know a thing.
Warnings?: None for now!
i. mom's house
[ waking up in a stranger's home is one thing. it's another thing to be surrounded by all sorts of strangers in a stranger's home. rock had to muffle a scream, managing to keep himself together as to not look like a weirdo, but his face says it all. dear lord, what the hell was all this??? ]
I have... so many questions right now.
[ though he doubts anyone will answer him. rock makes his way to the kitchen, trying to keep to himself, especially as he makes his way through "mom's" pantry. he tries not to make the most noise, even though he does indeed bump into people on occasion. if he does, all you get is a mumbled 'sorry'. ]
ii. new bark town
[ he's one of the last people to leave mom's house, and he can't help but wonder what was that all about. sure, seeing people was one thing, but seeing swarms of creatures attacking said strangers and all the cries of "i missed you too" made the teen feel just all the more confused. but he doubts most people would give him any sort of day, if they were like the people he met in the KOF tournaments.
the only exceptions to that were shun'ei and isla, and even his own teammates. so there he was, in his own little corner, looking at a growlithe with a neutral look. ]
Looks like you're the little guy whose stuck with me, huh? [ a small smile. ] Welcome to team Garou, little guy.
[ a bark of approval. rock already likes his new pokemon. ]
iii. route 29
[ rock follows the crowd for the most part. he keeps to the back of the pack, really trying his best to look casual, as if he knew what he was doing for the most part. he doesn't, but acting the part was the key to actually learning. he has his nose stuffed into the trainer handbook, but... a lot of things still fly over his head. ]
So we catch these pokemon, to train them and make sure they... get stronger? So we're teachers?
[ he's still trying to make heads or tails on the entire thing. ]
iv. network (text, un: flybynightwolf)
Can anyone explain why weapons are banned here? It makes no sense.
[ totally not a weird thing to ask. ]
v. wildcard!
[ throw whatever at me! or plot with me over on plurk or discord!
iii
[It had been tough to decide who to box and who to keep with her, but Astrid reassured herself with a reminder that the pokemon seemed totally comfortable in their balls and, in turn, the PC system.
Abbadon is trotting next to the two of them, and slowing their progress by stopping to sniff at every single thing in their path. She supposes she can't blame him - the Arcanine had just been moved into a world wholly unfamiliar to him.
A trend with this place, it seems.]
no subject
Trainers? So we're supposed to be in charge of multiple of these strange creatures?
[ his own growlithe gives rock a bark, as if agreeing with the stranger's words. he would definitely appreciate new friends, and for rock to get stronger too. ]
... That definitely sounded like a yes.
no subject
[She shifts her bag around so she can rummage in it, and tosses him an empty pokeball.]
Wanna give catching a try?
no subject
[ just like fighting, for him and other south town residents back home. he's got a lot to think about, that's for sure.
when he's tossed a pokeball, he catches it without even looking. he realizes what he's done, and has the presence of mind enough to blush lightly. whoops. but then again, do people even care? ]
Sure...? The little guy could use the practice, honestly.
[ the growlithe started barking excitedly. yes please, let him fight!!! ]