Post by inmediasres on Nov 8, 2023 0:07:37 GMT 11
charlotte
so don't be afraid to let them show!
Charlotte wouldn't typically consider herself a morning person, but the luminous arms of light stretching from somewhere behind Mt. Silver in the east, painting the cold morning sky in a watercolor vista of pink and orange, was almost beautiful enough to make her change her mind.
She had felt a little bashful when she tentatively knocked on the Professor's door in the early hours of the morning, having just arrived in New Bark Town moments prior. Charlotte was absolutely surging with excitement at the prospect of starting her journey as a Trainer, and while she acknowledged that maybe it was a little too early to be bothering the Professor, she hoped the hot coffee she'd brought with her would assuage any disdain he'd have at being disturbed at this hour. Either she'd been correct in this assumption, or maybe Professor Elm was just a paragon of courtesy because even when Charlotte could hear a distinct clamor and watched as the Professor emerged with probably one of the worst cases of bed-head she'd ever seen, he'd just smiled politely and allowed her inside.
While she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when the Professor had explained the recent theft of his typical stock of starting Pokemon (the Cyndaquil on her brochure was so very cute~!), she did find the Pokemon offered to be exceptionally charming in their own right. Bulbasaur, squat and toad-like, had a sort of unconventional cuteness to it. But she couldn't subject the very plant-like creature to the chilling cold outside. She recalled the effects of frost on her own balcony garden at home, and couldn't bring herself to expose the little friend to the wintery conditions outside. Charmander was feisty and spirited, and Charlotte recalled the species as being particularly popular back in Kanto. But the flame at the tip of its tail was definitely a source of anxiety; what if she was careless and they accidentally set someone's house on fire? Or what if they got caught in a bad storm and she couldn't get the little lizard to safety in time? So in the end, she couldn't resist the little Squirtle. On the one hand, she felt that he would be the most pragmatic choice out of the three. And on the other hand, everything from his little tiny hands to his perfectly coiled tail was irresistibly adorable! The Squirtle had fixed her with an inscrutable look as she fawned over him but didn't seem to object when, after rapidly flipping through a little book on baby names Charlotte was carrying in her bag, she landed on the name Emil.
With her new friend in tow (and now wrapped quite tightly in a spare scarf she had on hand), Charlotte prepared to disembark on her journey proper. It was lighter outside now, making the path to Route 29 that much clearer, but Charlotte paused when she noticed a small figure on the outskirts of New Bark. It was a young boy, decked in all the paraphernalia of a Bug Catcher, with two unusual caterpiller-esque Pokemon at his side that Charlotte didn't recognize. Curious, she approached the boy, who introduced himself as Kent. The poor sickly child explained his love of Bug-type Pokemon, as befitting his attire, and explained the specific peculiarities of Vivillon and its patterns. When he had asked her to help in his quest to see every pattern of Vivillon, Charlotte found herself momentarily stunned,
"Me? Look capable? Oh deary, I-" she began. But she couldn't tell the kid that she literally had no experience as a Trainer. How long did he even have left on this earth?
"I... would be more than happy to help you," Charlotte concluded with a soft smile, accepting the Scatterbug he offered to her, "I'll take good care of her, and I'll bring back as many of those Vivillon as I can."
Reaching into her bag, she pulled out her book of baby names again and flipped through it quickly,
"What do you think of the name 'Amalie'?"
Scatterbug
Name: Amalie
Gender: Female
Level: 5
OT: Kent (NPC)
Attacks: Tackle, String Shot
Ability: Shield Dust
Nature/Personality: Quirky; Amalie is an avid daydreamer, and often finds herself distracted by the sights and sounds of nature. She's prone to "spacing out" at the most inopportune moments.
ooc
well uhh that was a lot of exposition on my part lol
i hope i'm doing this correctly ^^;
so don't be afraid to let them show!
Charlotte wouldn't typically consider herself a morning person, but the luminous arms of light stretching from somewhere behind Mt. Silver in the east, painting the cold morning sky in a watercolor vista of pink and orange, was almost beautiful enough to make her change her mind.
She had felt a little bashful when she tentatively knocked on the Professor's door in the early hours of the morning, having just arrived in New Bark Town moments prior. Charlotte was absolutely surging with excitement at the prospect of starting her journey as a Trainer, and while she acknowledged that maybe it was a little too early to be bothering the Professor, she hoped the hot coffee she'd brought with her would assuage any disdain he'd have at being disturbed at this hour. Either she'd been correct in this assumption, or maybe Professor Elm was just a paragon of courtesy because even when Charlotte could hear a distinct clamor and watched as the Professor emerged with probably one of the worst cases of bed-head she'd ever seen, he'd just smiled politely and allowed her inside.
While she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when the Professor had explained the recent theft of his typical stock of starting Pokemon (the Cyndaquil on her brochure was so very cute~!), she did find the Pokemon offered to be exceptionally charming in their own right. Bulbasaur, squat and toad-like, had a sort of unconventional cuteness to it. But she couldn't subject the very plant-like creature to the chilling cold outside. She recalled the effects of frost on her own balcony garden at home, and couldn't bring herself to expose the little friend to the wintery conditions outside. Charmander was feisty and spirited, and Charlotte recalled the species as being particularly popular back in Kanto. But the flame at the tip of its tail was definitely a source of anxiety; what if she was careless and they accidentally set someone's house on fire? Or what if they got caught in a bad storm and she couldn't get the little lizard to safety in time? So in the end, she couldn't resist the little Squirtle. On the one hand, she felt that he would be the most pragmatic choice out of the three. And on the other hand, everything from his little tiny hands to his perfectly coiled tail was irresistibly adorable! The Squirtle had fixed her with an inscrutable look as she fawned over him but didn't seem to object when, after rapidly flipping through a little book on baby names Charlotte was carrying in her bag, she landed on the name Emil.
With her new friend in tow (and now wrapped quite tightly in a spare scarf she had on hand), Charlotte prepared to disembark on her journey proper. It was lighter outside now, making the path to Route 29 that much clearer, but Charlotte paused when she noticed a small figure on the outskirts of New Bark. It was a young boy, decked in all the paraphernalia of a Bug Catcher, with two unusual caterpiller-esque Pokemon at his side that Charlotte didn't recognize. Curious, she approached the boy, who introduced himself as Kent. The poor sickly child explained his love of Bug-type Pokemon, as befitting his attire, and explained the specific peculiarities of Vivillon and its patterns. When he had asked her to help in his quest to see every pattern of Vivillon, Charlotte found herself momentarily stunned,
"Me? Look capable? Oh deary, I-" she began. But she couldn't tell the kid that she literally had no experience as a Trainer. How long did he even have left on this earth?
"I... would be more than happy to help you," Charlotte concluded with a soft smile, accepting the Scatterbug he offered to her, "I'll take good care of her, and I'll bring back as many of those Vivillon as I can."
Reaching into her bag, she pulled out her book of baby names again and flipped through it quickly,
"What do you think of the name 'Amalie'?"
Scatterbug
Name: Amalie
Gender: Female
Level: 5
OT: Kent (NPC)
Attacks: Tackle, String Shot
Ability: Shield Dust
Nature/Personality: Quirky; Amalie is an avid daydreamer, and often finds herself distracted by the sights and sounds of nature. She's prone to "spacing out" at the most inopportune moments.
ooc
well uhh that was a lot of exposition on my part lol
i hope i'm doing this correctly ^^;
