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Post by Ken on Jun 14, 2018 1:03:07 GMT -5
It was true what they say about a good book! Nothing beats it! These words rang more than true for a golden-haired youth sprinting across the sun-warmed pavement of Tanba City’s sidewalks. His nose was buried in a comic book, the cover riddled with scuff marks and light tears, the only words readable being the bright purple title: ‘Ratatata Man: Savior of the rats!’
The rest of the cover was ruined beyond repair, ruined from years of wear and tear due to being in the possession of a young man who’d spend hours reading it and rereading it for the sake of doing so. Then again, this was more than just a simple comic book, this was the prized heirloom of Bobby Rude, Tanba City’s resident wannabe superhero.
His face was determined and fine with bright features in it, bright sapphire eyes and a bright enthused smile. Bobby was a funny looking young man —tall and muscular and built like one of the superheroes in the comics he adores so much.
Bobby was sweating immensely, his blue tracksuit stained with sweat spots and wear, his towel hugged the nape of his neck. It was a balmy, fair day over Tanba, the streets ginger in their buzzing activity as citizens went on with their day to day lives.
The bumbling trainer went mostly unheeded by the other residents as he was known to be quite the oddity in his hometown. While many young men and women blessed with fine genetics went into modeling, coordinating, and other careers that had to do with good looks, Bobby labeled himself to be a hero in training! And when he trained he trained hard.
Hard footsteps thumped over the sidewalk as Bobby finished his evening jog. He was so close to reaching his goal now and soon he’d be able to take off on his own with his Hercules, his rowdy Machop. Before leaving home Bobby thought of the wonderful idea of bringing his body to peak condition before he left, that way if he ever got into trouble he could use his homegrown mass to his advantage.
Just as he turned a corner the golden-haired male’s world took a shaky turn as he narrowly avoided bumping into someone, narrowly being his shoulder collided with them and he went teetering into a post box as he tried to get back on his feet.
Slumped over the PO box, Bobby groggily opened his eyes and looked around. His first instinct was to make sure his prized comic was okay, thus when he had found his hands to now be empty his heart pounded against his chest as panic began to set in. Holding his hands up to his face he watched them stunned as he deduced that he had lost his favorite comic book!
“Crap, crap crap, nooooooo!” he had made noises akin to a panicking child as he fell to his knees now shifting and crawling on the ground in search of his beloved possession, “Please don’t be gone, pleeeease.” he continued to crawl on the ground, soon coming to someone’s feet as he looked up at them. All he could see was, a hand looming over his eyes as he tried to get a good look at the stranger though all he could make out was chocolaty locks, “Excuse me, have you seen a comic? Really good condition purple letters on the front? Please tell me if you did! I’d be grateful!” |
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Post by ASHLEY LEE on Jun 14, 2018 17:52:45 GMT -5
[attr="class","smdbody"]ash peered down her nose at the blonde-haired and blue-eyed male whom had bumped into her legs. her expression was one of displeasure, though inwardly she didn't find such a sight to be entirely unpleasant due to her personal tastes. but the novice trainer's frown remained tight as the comely stranger requested information that pertained to a lost item.
"a... comic?"
the girl blinked owlishly and then released a quiet chuckle of amusement, shaking her head as she did so.
"so that's what that was."
at the woman's side was a zoroark, the fox taking in the sight of the stranger with a curious gleam present within his narrowed gaze.
"didn't ya pick up something a minute ago, jester?"
now it was dark-type's turn to blink before he cocked his head to the side, his ears twitching lightly before he reached into his large red and black mane and pulled out the worn copy of the comic book.
"i told him to put whatever it was in the trash, but he wanted to keep it," ash explained. "jester, give it back if it's his."
jester gave the book a good whiff before pressing closer to bobby to inhale the blonde male's natural signature. this appeared to appease the fox, and he would eventually surrender the comic without a fuss.
"keep better track of your shit next time, alright?"
ash eyed the male up and down for what was likely to be umpteenth time.
"whatcha doin' out here anyway? running laps? i'm surprised ya don't do that in a gym. it's friggin' hot out today."
the weather had caused the brunette to comfortably dress in a pair of denim shorts and a cream-colored tank top, which allowed for her to remain somewhat comfortable and cool.
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Post by Ken on Jun 16, 2018 15:22:02 GMT -5
Bright sapphire hues looked up at the person looming over him. He couldn’t quite make out all of her features because of the sweat and sunlight stinging his eyes. With a smile on his face he veered back onto one knee and bowed his head, “Sorry, sorry, sorry, didn’t mean to scuff up your shoes.”
His voice was a bit choked up, but he managed to spit the words out to the girl before looking at the Pokemon accompanying her. It looked different from any he had seen on TV or in his father’s care. It was dark in color, a large red main as its crown. Could it have been some sort of rare Pokemon? Or maybe it was from another region? It was difficult for Bobby to make anything out given how distraught he already was because of his lost comic.
Not to be rude he’d offer the girl a hopeful smile as she spoke to her Pokemon about the comic book in question.
The word trash made his heart sink, had his precious possession been thrown away? If so he would have been devastated. With a shimmer of luck, however, it seemed the little fox had found his comic and even kept it and when the item came into view Bobby’s heart began to flutter with glee.
When the dark pokemon pressed forward the male stayed in place and offered a hand, not only in thanks but to retrieve his item. Just before taking it, he’d give the hair on the Zoroarks head a gentle pat and took the worn down comic in his hand. He’d observe it for a moment, it was still in horrendous condition but at the very least it was still readable.
Bobby sighed in relief and rolled the comic up in his right hand, “Thank you so much! You’re a lifesaver.” he bowed again in thanks before answering the girl’s questions. He noticed her looking him up and down, perhaps she thought he looked strong? In any case, he wouldn’t have minded a spar, though Machop was still weak and still couldn’t properly train with him so a battle would have been somewhat out of the question.
“Yes mam! I won’t ever let it go again,” he chuckled before getting a good look at her, she seemed strong! Maybe she was more than a trainer? It’d be rude to asks outright.
Thinking on her other question he’d let another small chuckle escape his lips as he scratched the back of his head with his free hand, goofy grin plastered on his face, “Well I used to train in the gym, but when I broke one of their machines I got banned until I pay for it.” it was an embarrassing thing to tell a stranger, but given that she didn’t throw away his comic the least he could do was give her an honest answer.
“That and nothing beats training in fresh air!” he added, “What about you? Are you a trainer? Coordinator? Model?” his question was innocent, “You seem like you could be any of those and super strong to boot!”
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Post by ASHLEY LEE on Jun 18, 2018 5:07:33 GMT -5
[attr="class","smdbody"]the young woman raised a brow, slightly taken aback when he had guessed that she was perhaps some sort of model. she very nearly preened in response to the unintentional compliment, but outwardly maintained an unimpressed facade. but her plain-faced mask would very nearly crumble moments later as the corners of her lips twitched upward to form an almost there smile.
"no," she began. "i'm not a coordinator - or a model - but i guess you can call me a trainer."
she focused on strengthening her team as opposed to making them look good; and their respective move pools were tailored toward gaining the advantage in battle.
'he has a nice physique,' she thought, distracted.
the nameless stranger was solidly built, and his features were distinctively handsome. ash's gaze would linger for a moment too long, but the male appeared to be utterly oblivious to such a minute action.
"comics, huh?"
she glanced at the book within his grasp and snorted.
"my brother's into stuff like that," she said.
her words made for a half-way decent conversation starter, at the very least.
"..."
jester nudged at his mistress with the back of his paw before thrusting a claw toward the path they had been traveling down.
"ah - i forgot."
the woman clicked her tongue and furrowed her brows.
"i was on my way to the park to train for a bit. wanna come with?"
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Post by Ken on Jun 18, 2018 22:17:57 GMT -5
Kenny crossed his arms and shined to the girl his usual goofy grin. His lips curled upward and his pearly whites were on full display as he let loose a hearty laugh. “Really? Wow, I see nice looking people all of the time here and most are usually coordinators trying to get into modeling or models trying to be coordinators, but a trainer?” he let loose another fit of bellowing laughter, “Please don’t take offense, but it really warms my heart to meet someone who looks so strong here who isn’t on their way to the contest hall.”
By no means was he trying to offend her, but it had been a while since he met anyone that called themselves a true blue trainer even if it came with a ‘guess’ at the beginning, Kenny had always wished to meet someone who was taking on the league. At one time in his life, he had a dream of becoming a trainer himself, but his sickly Machop had hindered his ability to do so so much to the point that an adventure that should have happened years ago was now on a complete standstill.
“I’d be honored to see you train.” his once grinning face softened into a genuine shining smile. he took note of what she spoke of, how her little brother collected magazines, he’d follow up to that conversation later on but he was excited to see what a real trainer looked like. It was another dream of his to join the Pokemon league, after all, he didn’t know what sort of Pokemon he’d use but the dream always lingered, especially with the impossibility of becoming a real superhero.
Gym leaders, Elite Four members, the champion! They all had one thing in common: Millions of people looked up to them, and they had a responsibility of being a symbol of balance in the Johto region! They protected not only the cities they were in but the entire region as well! Or, at least that’s what the sort of League member Kenny would be.
Alas, that was all just a dream. He could never do it, he didn’t have the right Pokmon and his Machop was hopelessly ill, it just couldn’t do it.
“So, you said your little brother collected comics, do you read them too?” he looked at her with a curious gaze as they began walking towards the park, “Maybe I can show you some of mine back at my place? I’ve got tons!” there was a bit of a giggle following his words, something that didn’t quite fit someone of his appeal, but given how sheltered he had been since his failed attempt at training his innocence well overtook his age.
Most young men probably would have been drooling at the chance to speak to a girl like this one, but he simply saw her as someone who looked really strong! Though she did seem very pretty as well. But that was something he’d never admit to anyone... It would have been embarrassing to do so! |
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Post by ASHLEY LEE on Jun 21, 2018 2:17:00 GMT -5
[attr="class","smdbody"]ash cocked her head to the side, carefully gauging the man's tone of voice, choice of words and facial features. everything about him oozed with what could only be appropriately described as 'innocent'.
'of course. of course he is.'
"i'm not really into comics," she responded, truthfully.
as a child she had been far more intrigued by outside endeavors, and refused to willingly remain within the cramped confines of her moderately-sized home as a child.
'i honestly don't know how kyle even does it.'
the young man could devote solid chunks of the day toward sitting in front of a dimly-lit screen. she had seen him do it multiple times over, the man utterly devoted to entertainment revolving around the television and his various consoles. ash had critiqued him on his 'hobby' before, but she eventually gave up and left him to his own devices after he remained unmoved by her arguments.
"ah, we're here."
it made for a short walk, her pace brisk and each step taken with purpose. the area was blessedly spacious and mostly clear of individuals, and would grant her and her team an ample amount of space to work.
'alright, i'll need to focus on queen, baroness and knight...'
she released her mawile, magmortar and luxray from their pokeballs in that order. once they were standing before her and the male that accompanied her, ash would gesture toward the general area of the park.
"we're avoiding the playground equipment, so keep that shit in mind because i'm not gonna get fined 'cause ya'll thought it was a good idea to wreck shit."
'makes me want to take this to the outskirts instead - but we'll just have to be careful and make do.'
"because of where we are, baroness, we're not gonna use any of that fire of yours."
the freshly evolved magmortar would flex her claws and grin in response.
"we'll mostly be focusing on maneuvers today," she continued. "because double battles are an option, we should work on our positioning and also my favorite tactic; the 'pincer movement'. well, that and flanking."
ash paused, and followed her mawile's gaze - which had landed upon the man.
"oh, this is.... eh. man, i don't know your name. mine's ash, by the way, and the mawile is 'queen' - the luxray is 'knight' - and the magmortar is 'baroness'."
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Post by Ken on Jul 1, 2018 19:38:44 GMT -5
Kenny was just happy to be out for once, he got to see a real trainer train their Pokemon! He had only ever seen folks battle or show off their Pokemon but never had he been at a real live training session! While they walked he couldn’t help but smile at Ashley as they moved from sidewalk to the direction of the park! With every step, he had felt himself growing more manic!
The park was a delightful scene this evening! The sun was shining and the fountain at the center of the park was gushing with crystalline water. There was a playground not far from, just a few meters simple in design: it had all of the things you’d expect, a slide, jungle gym, and structure that seemed to have been built with children in mind as the main structure was fashioned from sturdy, well-crafted wood whilst the plastic bits including the slides the two slides were green. The part Kenny liked the most was the monkey bars! He could swing from those things all day! But today he wasn't here to play~ Oh no, he was here to learn from a real friggen trainer.
With a childlike grin, Ken felt like he was going to burst with anticipation! He didn’t know what to do at this point! What could he do with his hands most importantly? His hands were fidgeting, he was popping them and rubbing them together with excitement as he waited to see her Pokemon. This was it!
Boy, was it worth coming! She released three powerful looking Pokemon! Each one radiated with strength as he bounced with glee. “Wow,” he mumbled the words, his hands coming to his mouth with the Mawile looked his direction. This was possibly the greatest moment of his life, he was close to REAL Pokemon. Not the flexing Pokemon at the gym, not the show Pokemon at the contest but Pokemon that came from somewhere else! They were amazing! No, they were like their trainer... “You’re all so beautiful!” he peeped aloud as he studied them all.
“Wow, o-oh My name is Kenneth! But you can call me Kenny!” he pointed to himself, it was clear that the muscle-bound male was nervous about being in front of such a mighty team, “Oh my manners! It’s a pleasure to meet you all.” he bowed to the four, “I can’t wait to see your training!” |
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Post by ASHLEY LEE on Jul 20, 2018 5:22:36 GMT -5
[attr="class","smdbody"]"'kenny'."
ash drawled out the man's title, her tongue curling around the separate syllables as she sought to stuff the name within the admittedly limited confines of her memory. she would smile once she repeated the name once - twice - thrice more. kenny's attitude was very much infectious, after all, and she couldn't help but reward his enthusiasm with a grin.
"say 'hi', everyone."
queen would politely dip her head, the steel-type's eyes rounding slightly as she took in the sight of the handsome blonde-haired and blue-eyed stranger that stood at her mistress's side. ash's luxray and magmortar didn't appear to be particularly impressed by the unfamiliar male, but remained well-behaved with his presence.
"we're starting," ash said.
the woman took a step toward her team and then paused, her gaze resettling upon the man.
"go on ahead and bring out your 'mons if you want. there's plenty of room for them to stretch their legs."
ash would directly address her luxray next, a slight smirk causing her lips to curl just so.
"we'll work on dodging, first," the woman said. "queen, you're much more mobile than baroness. you and knight will be playing 'tag'."
the instructions were simple, and involved queen pursuing the luxray while knight would seek to avoid her in turn. once they had a solid grasp on what was expected of them, the pair would be off, with the mawile chasing after the much faster luxray. baroness watched on, visibly interested in how long such a game could possibly last.
"exercises like these help 'em with their reaction time when it comes to battle," ash informed. "they get a little bit faster each time we do this."
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