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Post by Rock on Jan 25, 2006 2:48:09 GMT -5
Tis another calm morning in the city of Rustboro. The crisp morning air, the people going about their day, and trainers heading for the pokemon center and the Rustboro gym. The typical gossip is mixed with other gossip as trainers talk about pirates invading the Petalburg woods.
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Post by Recon Dye on Jan 25, 2006 3:26:15 GMT -5
The door to the Pokémon Center slides open and a dark-haired young man exits the portal.
Recon: <sigh>
Recon quickly adjusts his sunglasses after brushing away the hair in front of his face.
Recon: I hope we didn't oversleep guys.
He looks down at his the three pokéballs attached to his belt.
Recon: After all of that training we did, we needed the extra sleep.
Recon grabs one of the balls and pulls it off of it's clasp, then launches it high into the air.
Recon: Wake up Marshtomp!
The ball opens up and releases energy which collects on the ground, forming a short blue creature with fins on it's head and legs and yellow spikes sticking out of it's cheeks. The creature lays there on the ground with it's eyes closed.
Recon: Marshtomp.. wake up.. we should get going!
Recon deftly catches the pokéball as it returns to him.
Marshtomp: Maaawsh..
Recon: We're going home today.. <Frowns> My home..
Marshtomp: <opens one eye to look at his trainer> Shtomp?
Recon: If you wanna sleep a little longer, I'll carry you in your ball.
The marshtomp quickly hops up onto his hind legs and does a series of stretching exercises.
Marshtomp: Marsh! <stretches> Stomp! <stretches> Marsh! <stretches> Stomp! <stretches>
Recon smiles and looks towards the north, where Route 115 begins.
Recon: According to the map in the pokémon center, we'll have to head through Rusturf Tunnel to get home.
Marshtomp stops exercising and frowns.
Marshtomp: Marshtomp MARSH-TOMP!!
Recon looks at Marshtomp and nods, then begins walking north, with his pokémon at his heels.
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Post by Rock on Jan 25, 2006 3:46:18 GMT -5
Rumors seem to be flying around town about wierd people in pirate costumes causing trouble. It isn't until the exit of town that Recon would see someone terribly distressed. By the looks of the man, he seems to be some type of business man and he looks terribly worried about something, but when he looks out at the route toward Rusturf tunnel, he doesn't truely wish to go that way either. All in all, he looks to be a terrible mess as he paces the exit of the city.
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Post by Recon Dye on Jan 25, 2006 4:37:49 GMT -5
Recon spots the man and tries to get by him un-noticed
Marshtomp: Shtooooooomp..
Recon: <sigh> I know, but.. you know how I am around.. <Looks down at the ground> people..
Marshtomp: Shtooooooooomp..
Recon: I don't like them.. I sense their crooked hearts and their.. shifty natures!!
Marshtomp: MARSHTOMP!!
Recon looks down at his aquatic friend and grins.
Recon: Fiiiiine.. <shakes his head>
Recon walks back over to the businessman wearily.
Recon: Excuse me.. umm sir.. I know it's not any of my business but.. umm.. is everything alright.
Recon looks up at him with wide eyes, waiting for a positive response.
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Post by Rock on Jan 25, 2006 4:46:49 GMT -5
The businessman looks up and shakes his head, "Alright? No...things are definately not alright unless I can find a pokemon trainer who would help me out. I'm no good with pokemon and I need to get that research back..." the man is obviously distraught, the research was probably very important...at least to him.
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Post by Recon Dye on Jan 25, 2006 4:54:38 GMT -5
Recon: Right well I'm sorry to hear about that bu-
Recon is interupted by Marshtomp leaping between them.
Marshtomp: Maaarsh!
Marshtomp pats the three pokéballs on Recon's belt and smiles wide closing his eyes. Recon looks down at him with a stern look.
Recon: Well.. sir.. I'm a pokémon trainer, but.. I'm honestly not too strong or anything..
Recon squints like he's about to be injured by something and looks away slightly as Marshtomp looks up agrilly at him.
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Post by Rock on Jan 25, 2006 5:01:59 GMT -5
The businessman looks from the obviously shy boy, to his Mashtomp and then back to the boy, "Well...if you and your pokemon are willing to get back my research from that hoolligan, then I will be more than happy to give you something in return. After all, the Devon employee motto is "All things are rewarded by importance" and this is very important to the company."
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Post by Recon Dye on Jan 25, 2006 5:09:52 GMT -5
Recon looks down and Marshtomp bumps him with waist.
Marshtomp: Maarsh maawshtomp, Maawshawshtomp!
Recon quickly looks over at Marshtomp, squinting seriously.
Recon: No, he doesn't seem that way.
Marshtomp closes his eyes and pats the businessman on his leg with his forefin.
Marshtomp: Maaaawshtomp Maarsh marsh! Shtomp maaawshtomp Maaaaaaarsh!
Recon looks the businessman in the eye.
Recon: True, even without a reward, it would be the kind thing to do.
Marshtomp begins walking in the direction the man is facing.
Marshtomp: Maaaharshtomp, marsh tomp maawsh.
Recon's eyes follow Marshtomp for a bit then return to the businessman's gaze with fierce determination.
Recon: I'll return your research, now please, describe what it looks like, and what the individual who stole it looks like!
Marshtomp stops in his tracks, slyly looking back.
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Post by Rock on Jan 25, 2006 5:21:42 GMT -5
The businessman gives a slightly astonished look and then shakes his head, replying as though he honestly didn't expect you to accept the errend, "The research is in a black briefcase about two feet long and one foot high. As for the man who took it...don't laugh, but he looked like a pirate without an eyepatch. Darnedest thing I ever saw." he shakes his head, knowing how odd it sounds.
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Post by Recon Dye on Jan 25, 2006 5:29:07 GMT -5
Recon's eyes shift left and right as if he's trying to look into the back of his own skull. Recon: I've overheard rumors of people dressed as pirates, causing problems around here.Recon looks back into the businessman's eyes. Recon: I'll try not to fail you!Recon turns around looking for Marshtomp and spies him standing not too far away. He runs over to his friend and begins walking in a hurried pace, scanning the ground intensly. Recon: Marshtomp, you owe me for this!Marshtomp: Maaaawshtomp..((My character is looking for any trace of freshly displaced dust or dirt, trying to find some kind of tracks made by the thief. Should I roll a spot check? ))
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Post by Rock on Jan 25, 2006 5:48:19 GMT -5
(Nah, I've got the dice onhand usually ) The businessman gives a smile and shakes your hand, "Thank you so much! I'll be waiting for you here. Good luck." Then gives a wave as you rush off. The dirt is kicked up in the direction of Rusturf tunnel, though the tall grass looks like it could obscure the thiefs tracks.
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Post by Recon Dye on Jan 25, 2006 5:51:59 GMT -5
Recon: Looks like he's heading for the Tunnel
Marshtomp: Shtomp!
Recon and Marshtomp proceed into the tall grass looking for any signs of the pirate, or smashed plants that may indicate further direction of this thief.
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Post by Rock on Jan 25, 2006 6:07:45 GMT -5
About mid pathway, it becomes apparent the thief went this direction. As he got further from town, he decided nobody was following and decided not to try and cover his tracks anymore. At the entrance to the tunnel, you can hear the racket of Whismur that were disturbed by the passing thief. It's not going to be a quiet trip.
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Post by Recon Dye on Jan 25, 2006 6:25:02 GMT -5
As Recon approaches the mouth of the tunnel, he perks his ears up at the sound of the Whismur. Recon looks sternly at his friend Marshtomp.
Recon: <chuckles> Whismur, we dealt with a few of these not too long ago..
Marshtomp: Maaawshtomp..
Recon motions Marshtomp to the side of entrance so no loud noises will drift in.
Recon: It'll get a bit rough from here buddy, I might have to chase this guy down, and well.. no offense but.. you're not much for speed on land, so I'm going to have to recall you.
Marshtomp looks at Recon as if he's determining whether he's being lied to, then squints and nods.
Marshtomp: Marshtoooomp..
Recon takes Marshtomp's ball from his belt, and quietly speaks in the direction of the ball's audio sensor.
Recon: Marshtomp, return!
Recon cringes a bit as the sound of Marshtomp's molecular substratum is converted into energy and collected by the pokéballs, it's a bit louder than he was hoping for.
Recon: And relax my friend, I may need you soon enough.
Recon walks back over to the mouth of Rusturf Tunnel and places his hand on all three of his pokéballs.
Recon: I may need all of you.
Recon quickly heads into the Tunnel, trying not to be heard over the cries of the whismur.
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Post by Rock on Jan 25, 2006 6:56:44 GMT -5
As bad as the crying is outside, it's even worse inside where the cries echo agaist the walls and create a horrid uproar that may take hours to die down. It is among this clamatous outcry that you will see the thief, in pirate uniform, backed against a landslide and surrounded by whismur making their unhappiness known.
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