Golden Opportunities [F] Oct 23, 2011 0:25:24 GMT 11
Post by 「JoJo」 on Oct 23, 2011 0:25:24 GMT 11
Staggering through Route 34, Joe looked around and smiled slightly at how refreshing the sea breeze from off the coast was. The sea salt infused scent reminded him completely of his home back in Fuchsia. Stopping for a few moments, he did nothing but simply inhale and exhale his breaths in a deep manner as if to soak up the sea air. "After being in that musky ol' forest, it sure is nice to have a pleasant sea breeze wafting through the nostrils." Stretching his aching body some, he eventually decided it was time to press on. Looking at the remains of Route 34, he realised just how expansive it was. Whistling at its enormity, Joe mumbled. "Man, if it wasn't so late i'd go about gallivanting here, there and everywhere. Looks like some sort of playing pen attached to that house." Sure enough, it seemed Joe had spied the route's daycare.
As he stepped forward he erratically hopped back as he noticed a number of trainers. "OOOOH BOY! Not at the minute...! Grargh!" Hiding behind a series of bushes, Joe plotted his route through. Crawling down prone through all of the shrubbery, it was a long and gruelling crawl through to the main gate that connected up with the illustrious city. "Almost... There... Just... That... Bit... FURTHER...!" Eventually, he made it and with a weary climb out, stood back up and admired the entrance to Goldenrod. "So this is the fabled metropolis i've heard so much about." Shaking his head, even he seemed taken back by how big the city was. "I like to think i'm a city kid but even i'm finding this troubling." Stepping in, it wasn't long before he nestled in with what seemed to be a thousand other people rustling about.
"Woah! Guy's gotta be careful not to get lost around here. Let's see, first thing I need is some kinda infirmary or Pokemon Centre. Gotta fix them wounds and heal my Pokes." As he wandered around the never ending streets, he eventually found a sign post which lead him to directly in front of the local P.C. "Ahaha! Let's get us all sorted out, huh?" Stepping in through the whisked doors, Joe didn't seem to care if he had a wanted poster up. To a point, he hadn't caused any trouble in Goldenrod. Yet. An hour or so later, Joe meandered out of the P.C. looking like a new man. His wounds were bandaged up and he didn't seem to be staggering as badly as before. It seemed he had also done a quick swap around of his party.
A couple of his Pokemon appeared to have insisted on surveying the streets first hand themselves. With a swaying float in the air, Koffing puffled away happily at the delicious smells of pollution in the air. On either side flanking the biker were two of his stronger team members. "So J-dawg, what's the dealio wit' Lupe fiasco here, yo? HOLLA HOLLA!" Joey grimaced slightly but put it off with a smile over how much he had missed the little lizard. "He evolved. Obviously. Still not much of a talker though, huh?" Looking to Lupin, the mysterious Gallade remained silent. "Fine, fine. Let's go window shopping." Marching off, the group made their way through the huge crowds of people and even managed to get in some shopping with some of the city's more tempting shops.
Having walked around with a number of carrier begs in his hands, along with Hoodlum stuffing the odd item down his baggy trousers, the group eventually passed by a very expensive clothing shop. "Woah, get a load of this gear!" Pressing his face up close against the window pane, he sighed enviously at how luxurious some of the products were. "Now, don't get me wrong. I'm a biker through and through but a guy likes a bit of fine dressing." Shifting his eyes down to one of the visible price tags, he about doubled backwards and fell unconscious. "WHAT WHAT WHAT?! Now... That's some kinda late April Fool's right? Right? Right...? Guess we best move on. Our folk ain't welcome in these kinda shops. Closed anyway." Starting to move away, he paused in his tracks when he heard a distinctly French accent come from behind him. "Sacré Dieu!!"
Pausing in his steps, Joe was pretty sure not even Hoodlum could impersonate a Frenchman. And heaven knew what he'd do if his Koffing could talk. That only left one option. "Lupin...?" Turning in suspense, Joe looked as Lupin had his gaze affixed to one of the clothing items in the store. "Huh? You...?" He didn't even have time to finish, the Gallade miraculously teleported forward and as Joe dashed forward, saw the Pokemon rummaging through the clothes racks. "Bleedin' hell, what have we done here?" "Shit son! Lupe fiasco has gone BAAAAAAAALLLLLIIIN!!" Koffing on the other hand merely chugged away with some fumes in the precaution they would have to be making a speedy getaway soon. The ball of gas was all too well versed in such occurrences.
After a loud number of clangs, there was a sudden woosh right next to the group standing outside and they all turned to see a billowing black cape covering a tall humanoid figure. As they were about to ask out, the figure spoke out. "Ohohoho! Quoi? Ze look on your faces... Ohoho!" Flapping the cape to his side, it appeared Lupin had finally come out of his shell.
And it had taken him a ten thousand Pokedollar piece of clothing to do so. Stepping forward just before the biker, the dressed up Pokemon spoke further. "Hello, monsieur. I'm just borrowing your jewels. Oh, and your wife. Don't mind if I don't shake hands before departure, I'd hate to take your watch... the last thing you have." Joe glanced down and realised the Gallade had somehow nicked his Poketch. "OI!"
Handing it back to him, Lupin unveiled more about himself. "Oui, oui! I suspect you are... How shall we, confus." Adjusting his newly acquired monocle, the Psychic Pokemon explained further. "All my life I had been... Searching for zis... Identity, non? And now, I get it. I am like my namesake! Lupin! Gentleman thief extraordinaire! No jewels are safe from my vol!" Placing his top hat neatly on his head, he made one final remark. "Plus as observateur to ze antics of your trade, I have grown to liking it myself, exactement." Polishing his monocle proudly, Hoodlum butted in. "So Lupe Fiasco is a FRENCHIE now?! Awwwwww c'mon nigga, you just bullshittin' us, mang! Dis shit's wack, yo." Now overwhelmed with yet another speaking Pokemon, Joey tried to make heads or tails. "So... Let me get this straight. I now have a ghetto speaking lizard, a psychic French master thief, a group of eggs who make wisecracks about... Eggs." Pausing, he realised Eggbert still had some influence over him.
"This is shaping up to be a real mishmash of personalities!" Letting out a hearty laugh, the entire situation was one that didn't seem to bother Joe, despite how bewildered he acted. In fact, he felt pleased to have so many friends travelling along side him. Looking back over at Lupin and Hoodlum, it seemed they were having a small bicker over something. Upon further inspection, it seemed Hoodlum had lost his trousers. "YO gimme dat back before I clap at'cha bitch ass!" Lupin frowned and dangled the trousers in front of him. "Not before you give back my monocle, nigaud!" Moving forward, a quick tug and it seemed that both of the items each Pokemon had stolen were now out of their grasp. "Now, now. Thief extraordinaires and hood muggers shouldn't mess with one another." Handing them back to their respective owners, Joe gestured over to unexplored territories. "Let's see what else this place has."
With the group of thieves moving away from the scene of the crime, it appeared all four of them happily nattered away as they searched the rest of what Goldenrod had to offer, finding a number of shops. By the time it had come to night, Joe had found a place to turn in for the night. It wasn't much, just a run down B&B on the corner of some high street. Settling in, he was soon awoken by the heatwave. "PHEEEEW... It ain't been this hot in... In... Well. Since a long bloody time." Fanning himself constantly with his gloves, Joe looked out the window only to see that the weather was even fiercer outside. There was no mistake, this was a heat wave. "Hot damn. Literally. And its the middle of the sodding night." Launching himself back onto his bed, he tried for a restless number of minutes to fall asleep again, only to no avail. "Screw this, time to have a little midnight jaunt."
Grabbing his belt holster and all of his Pokemon on it, Joe moved out with his scruffy pair of jeans and nothing more than a simple white tank top. It seemed wearing leather was too much even for him in such extreme heat. Heading towards the town entrance, he made it to the route which he had previously decided to ignore. "Huh. Looks like its kinda empty." Wading through slowly, he moved under the trees to where it felt strangely cooler, despite it being the middle of night and there being no harsh sunlight. As he waded on, he came up to a large patch of grass that came up to his shoulders. Feeling a little adventurous, Joe carried on walking so that he could curb his restless energy and return to sleep. "Blasted heat."