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Post by nievbi on Jun 24, 2011 19:00:13 GMT -6
Hepzibah left her house early in the morning, a huge backpack shaped like a giant beetle on her back and filled with all the stuff she would need. She started running down the road to Professor Oak's laboratory. She didn't need to check signs or anything-- after all, she'd been visiting since she was a little child. She enjoyed the way her dress billowed around her legs, and she started giggling after a few steps. She was finally going to get a Charmander, and she was just a touch excited. After all, she'd wanted this Charmander for so long, and now she was going to get it! A little boy Charmander that would grow into a huge Charizard-- she could hardly believe it.
She started sprinting once she reached the front of the Lab, working herself into a frenzy before she even got to the door. She yanked the door open and hopped inside, the heels of her shoes making loud clacks against the hard floor.
"Hello Professor!" She called out, positively overflowing with excitement. "I'm here for my Charmander, Professor! I'm finally going to get out and be a Trainer!" She hopped from foot to foot, face split in two by her enormous grin.
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Post by emma on Jun 25, 2011 1:24:07 GMT -6
The girl's voice echoed through the empty lab. The professor was not here; just a couple of professor's assistant's. But the girl was heard and every head in the lab turned towards the door, eyes on Hepzibah. One of them near the back of the lab suddenly stood, walking towards the loud girl. "Uhm, do you need some help?" He asked with a rather strained look on his face. The assistant was quite tall but certainly not tall, dark, and handsome. He had a rugged look to him, certainly not something a girl of her age would find attractive. "There really isn't a need to shout so loud in here; it is a pretty small laboratory." He said, raising an eyebrow at the girl in front of him.
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Post by nievbi on Jun 25, 2011 23:21:23 GMT -6
"Sorry, sorry!" She dropped her tone dramatically, wincing a little. "Hi! Professor Oak is out, I guess? Damn. I woulda liked to say goodbye before I set off. Aaaaanyway, I'm here to get a Charmander, if that's okay with you!" She put on her most winning smile and the air around her practically sparkled with visible charm.
"Sorry, again! I just got sooo excited! I adore Pokemon, and I'm just so psyched to get my own, y'know?" She glanced around the room, fidgetting, before focussing on the assistant. "I'm Hepzibah, by the way! I live just down the road. I tend to visit the lab a lot, but I guess I've never spotted you before. What's your name?" She tilted her head to the side, rocking on her feet.
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Post by emma on Jun 27, 2011 18:00:25 GMT -6
The assistant smiled at the girl before motioning her to follow him. He made his way to the back room, retrieving a brown suitcase from a table. "My name is Jackson." He said with a half smile towards the girl. Moving his fingers to the locks on the case, he undid them, and opened the case. Reaching inside, he took the pokéball that contained the Fire type; Charmander. "It's nice to see you young kids so excited over pokémon." Jackson said with a laugh before bending down to open a drawer and taking a small bag that contained the starter items for new trainers. He closed the suitcase and returned it to its rightful spot. Jackson turned towards the girl and held out the pokéball and bag. "There you are; have a wonderful journey." He said, smiling at the girl.
[img]http://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/0/0a/Spr_5b_004.png[/img][img]http://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/5/54/Spr_b_5b_004.png[/img]
[b]NICKNAME:[/b] your choice!
[b]SPECIES:[/b] CHARMANDER
[b]GENDER:[/b] your choice!
[b]LEVEL:[/b] oo5
[b]ABILITY:[/b] blaze - [i]ups the user's fire type moves when hp is under 1/4th.[/i]
[b]MOVES:[/b] scratch | growl | counter
[b]PERSONALITY:[/b] your choice!
[img]http://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/9/93/Bag_Pok%C3%A9_Ball_Sprite.png[/img] Pokeball [b]x5[/b]
[img]http://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/e/ed/Bag_Potion_Sprite.png[/img] Potion [b]x2[/b]
[img]http://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/c/c7/Bag_Town_Map_Sprite.png[/img] Town Map
[img]http://veekun.com/dex/media/items/rule-book.png[/img]Journal
[img]http://veekun.com/dex/media/items/tm-case.png[/img]TM Case
[img]http://veekun.com/dex/media/items/berry-pouch.png[/img]Berry Bag
[img]http://veekun.com/dex/media/items/gb-sounds.png[/img]Pokepod
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Post by nievbi on Jun 28, 2011 0:39:10 GMT -6
"Thank you sooooo much, Jackson!" Hepzibah took the Pokeball with glee. "My own little Charmander! I can't believe it!" She pressed the Pokeball to her cheek and hopped from foot to foot, bursting with excitement. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She grabbed her stuff and shoved it in her bag before hugging Jackson impulsively and running out the door. "Bye, Jackson!"
She held the ball above her head once outside, and cheered joyfully. She performed a little dance, kissing the Pokeball repeatedly before fixing it to her belt, readjusting her bag, and running off to start her Pokemon adventure.
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Post by krystian205 on Aug 19, 2011 2:56:08 GMT -6
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