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"Ow, Sh!%" A young boy with purple hair cursed after he was finshed rolling down a grassy hill into the historical town. Before he had lost his balance and fallen from the hill, he had been daydreaming about his future and looking over the town with a relaxing breath. He finally made it to Numera after hitching rides all the way from Cloudsloom. The clumsy boy wiped the blades of grass from his mouth and his dark purple eyes blazed in frustration. He kicked at the ground ruining the grass into a heap of dirt in anger. Robbin looked up to see his uncle's lab on the far left with the row of town houses that led to and from the center of town. "Could I've gotten here ANY faster?" The purple haired kid said with sarcasm as he walked toward town.
Time to get me a pokemon. Robbin thought as he dashed through the town. He ran straight through the middle of Numera and caught notice of a girl and a cool looking Treecko near the pokemon park. "AHOY!" Robbin shouted to them with a cute smile. BAM! Robbin smacked right into the Ash statue and fell back onto his bottom with a silent grunt. His face felt like it had been slammed with a jackhammer, but the embarrassment burned within him worse.
Tears welled in his eye involuntarily and he sprang back to his feet to sprint away in shame. "Ass Ketchum." He said in an angry mumble getting the legendary trainer's name wrong on purpose. As he ran he almost collided with some wannabe thug looking guy and a girl with tomato colored hair. "Out of the way veggie head-" He said dashing full speed down the row of townhouses after pushing through the guy and girl. Robbin did his best to keep the red streak down his face out of sight as he finally made it to the lab.
"Aye Uncle," Robbin called as he jumped through the lab doors. "Get me a poke-" He stopped himself, remembering that his mom and dad could already have told the professor that he wasn't ready for a journey until another year. Robbin's eyes marveled at the sight of the pokeball stands and his heart began to speed up in excitement. He looked around and his uncle Atlas was nowhere in sight. Now's my chance! Robbin eased his way toward the Kanto stand and placed his hand upon the cool surface of the first smooth pokeball. "Yessss." He felt so powerful in this moment and when he began to lift the ball - something caused his heart to jump.
"Robbin? Is that you?" Professor Atlas said, walking from the back with Kylie.
"Damn.." Robbin said under his breath, but then looked toward his uncle with an innocent smile. He acted as if he was shining the pokeball with the sleeve of his shirt and put it back down. "I've missed you uncle." He half lied and gave another grin as he thought of what to say next. "Came to see your sweet set up and to congratulate you."
The professor walked over to Robbin and ruffled the purple hair on the top of his head. The professor was intrigued by how closely Robbin resembled his father. "I haven't seen you in a good while-" He heard Robbin's next statement and curiously asked, "Congratulate me for what?" His paranoia kicked in and he wondered if his brother or Sapphia had told Robbin about his secret. Then he decided that it didn't much matter since his secret would be known by the time Robbin would be a trainer.
Professor Atlas' question threw Robbin off guard and he paused a minute to think of what next. "-For being such an awesome Profesor, of course!" Robbin's exclamation made his uncle smile from cheeck to cheek.
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Moments later, Robbin barged out of the lab with a flustered sigh. "Try to catch a pokemon for yourself, and you can have a real pokemon in a few years when I'm not being a lame Professor Oak poser." Robbin tried to mock the words of his uncle in an annoyed voice. He dragged his feet as he walked passed a bush. IGGGLYYY! A chubby pink balloon thing flew into Robbin's face and caused him to fall onto his back.
"WHAAAAAA?" Robbin shouted in confusion as he attemped to pry the baby pink colored creature from his face. "Get off me freak!" He sat up and chunked the pink pokemon away from him and it bounced unharmed against the ground and floated downward to it's feet with a puff of it's cheeks. Igglybuff. The mini chubby ball said with a cute smile.
"What do you want from me?" Robbin said in disgust of the pokemon's girly weak appearance. He stepped passed the iggly buff and went to find a cool pokemon that he'd be interested in. The empty pokeball, Prof. Atlas had given him, slipped out of his hand when he had fallen and it rolled near the little igglybuff. Igglybuff waddled to the red and white ball and looked at it curiously. Glee. She said and poked the button out of curiousity with a pink arm.
Robbin patted himself all over looking for the pokeball and he turned around just in time to see the red energy enveloping Igglybuff. Robbin's heart stopped and he yelled "NOOooooo-" Igglybuff was going inside the pokeball and he dived to try and retrieve it before she went all the way in. By the time he dove upon the ground, the ball pinged with a glow of the button and the chubby pink pokemon was captured.
Robbin got into a sitting position with a defeated expression. "I.. just caught.. the weakest poke--mon in existence." He dropped his head and he held back a sob. "I give up on life." He felt like all of his hopes and dreams toward a journey had disappeared right then and there.
Time to get me a pokemon. Robbin thought as he dashed through the town. He ran straight through the middle of Numera and caught notice of a girl and a cool looking Treecko near the pokemon park. "AHOY!" Robbin shouted to them with a cute smile. BAM! Robbin smacked right into the Ash statue and fell back onto his bottom with a silent grunt. His face felt like it had been slammed with a jackhammer, but the embarrassment burned within him worse.
Tears welled in his eye involuntarily and he sprang back to his feet to sprint away in shame. "Ass Ketchum." He said in an angry mumble getting the legendary trainer's name wrong on purpose. As he ran he almost collided with some wannabe thug looking guy and a girl with tomato colored hair. "Out of the way veggie head-" He said dashing full speed down the row of townhouses after pushing through the guy and girl. Robbin did his best to keep the red streak down his face out of sight as he finally made it to the lab.
"Aye Uncle," Robbin called as he jumped through the lab doors. "Get me a poke-" He stopped himself, remembering that his mom and dad could already have told the professor that he wasn't ready for a journey until another year. Robbin's eyes marveled at the sight of the pokeball stands and his heart began to speed up in excitement. He looked around and his uncle Atlas was nowhere in sight. Now's my chance! Robbin eased his way toward the Kanto stand and placed his hand upon the cool surface of the first smooth pokeball. "Yessss." He felt so powerful in this moment and when he began to lift the ball - something caused his heart to jump.
"Robbin? Is that you?" Professor Atlas said, walking from the back with Kylie.
"Damn.." Robbin said under his breath, but then looked toward his uncle with an innocent smile. He acted as if he was shining the pokeball with the sleeve of his shirt and put it back down. "I've missed you uncle." He half lied and gave another grin as he thought of what to say next. "Came to see your sweet set up and to congratulate you."
The professor walked over to Robbin and ruffled the purple hair on the top of his head. The professor was intrigued by how closely Robbin resembled his father. "I haven't seen you in a good while-" He heard Robbin's next statement and curiously asked, "Congratulate me for what?" His paranoia kicked in and he wondered if his brother or Sapphia had told Robbin about his secret. Then he decided that it didn't much matter since his secret would be known by the time Robbin would be a trainer.
Professor Atlas' question threw Robbin off guard and he paused a minute to think of what next. "-For being such an awesome Profesor, of course!" Robbin's exclamation made his uncle smile from cheeck to cheek.
....
Moments later, Robbin barged out of the lab with a flustered sigh. "Try to catch a pokemon for yourself, and you can have a real pokemon in a few years when I'm not being a lame Professor Oak poser." Robbin tried to mock the words of his uncle in an annoyed voice. He dragged his feet as he walked passed a bush. IGGGLYYY! A chubby pink balloon thing flew into Robbin's face and caused him to fall onto his back.
"WHAAAAAA?" Robbin shouted in confusion as he attemped to pry the baby pink colored creature from his face. "Get off me freak!" He sat up and chunked the pink pokemon away from him and it bounced unharmed against the ground and floated downward to it's feet with a puff of it's cheeks. Igglybuff. The mini chubby ball said with a cute smile.
"What do you want from me?" Robbin said in disgust of the pokemon's girly weak appearance. He stepped passed the iggly buff and went to find a cool pokemon that he'd be interested in. The empty pokeball, Prof. Atlas had given him, slipped out of his hand when he had fallen and it rolled near the little igglybuff. Igglybuff waddled to the red and white ball and looked at it curiously. Glee. She said and poked the button out of curiousity with a pink arm.
Robbin patted himself all over looking for the pokeball and he turned around just in time to see the red energy enveloping Igglybuff. Robbin's heart stopped and he yelled "NOOooooo-" Igglybuff was going inside the pokeball and he dived to try and retrieve it before she went all the way in. By the time he dove upon the ground, the ball pinged with a glow of the button and the chubby pink pokemon was captured.
Robbin got into a sitting position with a defeated expression. "I.. just caught.. the weakest poke--mon in existence." He dropped his head and he held back a sob. "I give up on life." He felt like all of his hopes and dreams toward a journey had disappeared right then and there.
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