Post by AshenPhoenix on Apr 23, 2024 0:36:43 GMT 11
Lv.12 | Lv.8 | Lv. | Lv. | Lv. | Lv. |
Vida | Luna |
- This is a serious safety concern!
A sharp yell pierced the tranquil air of Route 29, causing several Hoothoot to flutter off their branches and Sentret to scurry out of bushes. Two men stood at the edge of New Bark Town, their gazes fixed on a departing bus bound for Cherrygrove City. Diego bid farewell to his roadies, carrying nothing but a pink acoustic guitar slung over his back, a few empty pokeballs fastened to his belt, a fluffy Growlithe cradled in his arms, and an Aron at his side. Behind him, Miguel paced nervously in circles.
- You may not be as big in Johto as you are in Paldea, but you're still recognizable! - the man with short hair reasoned. - What if someone attacks and robs us?!
Diego turned towards his friend, confusion evident in his eyes.
- ¿Qué? - he exclaimed. - Isn't that what Pokémon are for? To protect us...?
- Diego, these Pokémon are literal babies! It's like hiring a toddler as your bodyguard!
- Relax, man. - Diego said, his heavy hands gently patting Miguel's arm. - What are they going to rob us of? I have fifty different guitars on standby. We didn't take any money either. - he took a deep breath, then turned towards the path leading into the wilderness of the route. A soft breeze ran through his long, bright pink hair. - Children do it. This is part of the journey, this is how trainers bond with their Pokémon! - he declared with newfound determination, placing his hands on his hips.
- They tend to go out during the day, you know. - Miguel mumbled resignedly. It seemed futile to reason with Diego at this moment. It was one of the first times Diego had started to take charge of his own life, and this was how he chose to do it - the most reckless and foolish way possible.
- I feel alive at night. - Diego retorted. His performances always took place after the sun had set. It was his time to shine, and it was no different now - except this time, the performance wouldn't be on stage.
- "Can we go already? I want to kick some butt!" - a metallic screech emanated from Vida the Aron within her shell. Diego crouched down, releasing the Growlithe he held and regarding the metallic Pokémon with concern.
- I hope she's not scared... - Doubt cast a shadow over him.
- "No! I'm SO ready to wreck these noobs! Come on, let's go, let's DO IT!" - Vida stomped her tiny feet on the ground.
- Oh, sweet merciful Arceus, please. - Miguel mouthed a tiny prayer, covering his face with his hands and peeking out between his fingers. - You are so clueless. I've never seen a Pokémon more ready to battle. - he explained politely.
- Huh! - Diego stood up straight. - Alright! Let's go and face this challenge together, Vida. You too, Luna! - he said, smiling at his Pokémon as they charged ahead on the path, with Miguel following warily behind them.
A sharp yell pierced the tranquil air of Route 29, causing several Hoothoot to flutter off their branches and Sentret to scurry out of bushes. Two men stood at the edge of New Bark Town, their gazes fixed on a departing bus bound for Cherrygrove City. Diego bid farewell to his roadies, carrying nothing but a pink acoustic guitar slung over his back, a few empty pokeballs fastened to his belt, a fluffy Growlithe cradled in his arms, and an Aron at his side. Behind him, Miguel paced nervously in circles.
- You may not be as big in Johto as you are in Paldea, but you're still recognizable! - the man with short hair reasoned. - What if someone attacks and robs us?!
Diego turned towards his friend, confusion evident in his eyes.
- ¿Qué? - he exclaimed. - Isn't that what Pokémon are for? To protect us...?
- Diego, these Pokémon are literal babies! It's like hiring a toddler as your bodyguard!
- Relax, man. - Diego said, his heavy hands gently patting Miguel's arm. - What are they going to rob us of? I have fifty different guitars on standby. We didn't take any money either. - he took a deep breath, then turned towards the path leading into the wilderness of the route. A soft breeze ran through his long, bright pink hair. - Children do it. This is part of the journey, this is how trainers bond with their Pokémon! - he declared with newfound determination, placing his hands on his hips.
- They tend to go out during the day, you know. - Miguel mumbled resignedly. It seemed futile to reason with Diego at this moment. It was one of the first times Diego had started to take charge of his own life, and this was how he chose to do it - the most reckless and foolish way possible.
- I feel alive at night. - Diego retorted. His performances always took place after the sun had set. It was his time to shine, and it was no different now - except this time, the performance wouldn't be on stage.
- "Can we go already? I want to kick some butt!" - a metallic screech emanated from Vida the Aron within her shell. Diego crouched down, releasing the Growlithe he held and regarding the metallic Pokémon with concern.
- I hope she's not scared... - Doubt cast a shadow over him.
- "No! I'm SO ready to wreck these noobs! Come on, let's go, let's DO IT!" - Vida stomped her tiny feet on the ground.
- Oh, sweet merciful Arceus, please. - Miguel mouthed a tiny prayer, covering his face with his hands and peeking out between his fingers. - You are so clueless. I've never seen a Pokémon more ready to battle. - he explained politely.
- Huh! - Diego stood up straight. - Alright! Let's go and face this challenge together, Vida. You too, Luna! - he said, smiling at his Pokémon as they charged ahead on the path, with Miguel following warily behind them.
Time of day: night
About time Diego did something
About time Diego did something