Celio nods once again, and taps the device. "Your best friend is a girl named Anji, huh?"
He slips the device back into his pocket again. "Well, that's all the information I needed! Your very own journey is about to unfold! A world of dreams and adventure with your Pokémon awaits! Off you go!"
He, the fox creature and the light suddenly disappear, leaving you in darkness once more.
You jolt awake, your alarm clock deafening you until you manage to smash the mute button on it. You wait a few minutes, pulling away the last vestiges of sleep from your head, as well as letting your hearing return. You could swear that you were having a dream of some sort, but you can't remember anything about it. Ah well, time to get dressed and begin your da-
It is at this point that you remember exactly what day it is, and you are suddenly very awake. For today is the day that you get your starter Pokémon! Today is the day on which you can set out on your journey! You grab your clothes, and put them on, making sure your Pokénav is hung on your belt. You make sure your hair is matted down, and dash out your door. You're generally not one to be this over the top, but you're way to excited to take the stairs as you normally do. Thus, you slide down the banister.
In the kitchen, your mom is making pancakes for breakfast. She looks over as you skid in, a grin on her face. "I can certainly tell you're excited, Gerald. Want to have some breakfast, or are you just going to head out and meet Anji?"
You take a few deep breaths, and calm yourself down a tad. Breakfast is important, and you want to be sure you don't collapse or something in the middle of the ceremony, casual as it is. Your mom nods happily at your decision. "That's my boy! Pancakes, coming right up!"
A few minutes later she passes you a plate of syrup-covered pancakes, and you dig in, happily gorging yourself on them. After you finish and deposit your dirty dishes in the sink, she grabs you before you can head back out. "Hey now, you don't get to run out just like that."
You groan. She never lets you leave the house without a good-bye kiss, and you're always embarrassed by it. You're 16 now, you're almost an adult! But, you don't really have a choice in the matter here.
Duty done, you zip for the door, rubbing the spot she planted it on. You slip on your Running Shoes, and zip out the door. As you leave, you hear your mom call out behind you. "Don't forget your Pokémon!"
You pause, remembering. Technically, the starter you get today isn't your first Pokémon. You head around the back of the house to grab your real first Pokémon, your...
Poll time! Is your first Pokémon a Squirtle, a Totodile, or a Mudkip?
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on Tue Jul 01, 2014 9:32 pm, edited 1 time in total.
>Narra has tiny jerk people in her socks.
>We are affirming our collective jerkhood by committing genocide on them.
>I'm going to read the logs and pray that that sentence makes more sense in context
>No it does not