Snippet #2728

Drake Argentius woke up bleary-eyed. He looked around carefully, as was his nature. He sat upright, and looked at the Pokemon posters around the room consisting of a Metagross, an Arcanine, a Houndoom, and a red Gyarados. He smiled slightly, this was the day he was to set out on his adventure. He turned on his computer, and, sure enough, everything was OK and the calendar on the computer said that this was the day. He opened the 'Map' device and found his house on the west side of Viridian City, and clicked on it. There was his house, a two-story house painted blue-grey with a little 'Home' icon above it. He turned off the computer and went downstairs where his mother was.

She smiled at him and said, "This is the day, Drake! Are you ready?". "Yes mother, I am ready to set off on my journey. What Pokemon will you give me?" He asked her. In her time she had done lots of travelling and had caught many Pokemon.

"Well, I know you want a Fire, Steel, Psychic, Dark, or Water type," his mother told him, "So here I have constructed a wheel of non-evolved Pokemon I've caught from these types. Just give it a spin and we'll let chance decide!". His mother always liked chances, it brought a unique spicyness to life, the unknown and the unknowable dictating the outcome. He nodded and stepped up to the wheel. He put his hand on the section that said "Numel" on it and gave it a good, hard spin. The wheel clicked as each peg went by, and after about 10 seconds it slowed down. it was in the "Slowpoke" section, but was slightly moving. Next was "Bronzor", and the arrow moved bit by bit towards its peg. It slowly smacked into the peg, and went by it with a click. It stopped on "Bronzor". His mother then took out a Poke-Ball and opened it up, revealing a Bronzor. It looked at Drake with cool happiness.

The Bronzor was a good, deep blue color, its yellow eyes fixing on him. "He has a Relaxed nature, Drake" his mother said. That meant that he would be slower than usual, but tougher. When it learns the move 'Gyro Ball' that will be a worthwhile asset. Drake reached out and grabbed Bronzor's Pokeball. As he walked Bronzor followed him silently, floating in the air. He liked Bronzor, it seemed intelligent. "You won't get far without this," his mother said as she handed him his backpack. "I've put some Pokeballs and Potions in there. Oh, and a Paralyz heal. And two Antidotes for the forest's Weedles." she continued.

The pack was surprisingly light on Drake's back. He hugged her one last time and opened the door, exiting into Viridian City. This is going to be the start of an interesting adventure, I hope, he thought.

Number... 9?

[Drake Argentius] As Drake exited into the streets of Viridian City, he was met by the plethora of pedestrians that filled its streets at this time of day. The sun filled the sky over Johto and dyed it orange. Many people passed by the young trainer who had just exited from his house.

An old man sat on a fence on the side of the short path that lead to Route 2. He held a coffee cup and seemed very good-tempered. (He's only upset if he hasn't had his coffee...)

The local Gym Leader, a mysterious man who had taken on the job in the place of Giovanni's place, paced restlessly on the platform of the new Gym he had built. So far, he had no challengers. Oh, well, at least he was confident that he was the strongest trainer in Kanto, aside from the Elite Four...

Route 22 extended westward, taking trainers toward the Pokemon League and eternal fame. A single pair of trainers, a girl and a boy, tossed stones lightly into a small pond just inside the city. They were accompanied by a pair of water Pokemon. They were around 16 or 17, and they clearly were no more than friends. In fact, it seemed as though they were almost related, based on their similar appearances...

Outside the Pokemon Center, there was another person, but not obviously a trainer. A cute blonde boy, who strummed at a flaming red electric guitar, leaned against the building, a small amp at his feet. A Chimecho floated nearby, and a small Shinx played at his feet.

((Thanks for that, Sturmann. Now that all that technical stuff is out of the way comes the fun part! Oh, and by the way, it's mid-afternoon. Around 4PM or so...))