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[bestsweater]

[There is a giant, living boulder...thing on campus. It's snake-like in appearance and is just kind of milling about, sticking its giant rock nose into bushes, peering into second-story windows, leaving the campus lawn all torn up in its wake. Hey man, you can't be a massive stone-serpent and not leave a some kind of trail. It's around various places all day, and very clearly seems to be giving the place a once-over.

One might easily ignore the young man that accompanies this gargantuan creature (or is it the other way around?) if not for the fact that he is wearing an obnoxious shade of bright orange. Still, it might take you a few moments to notice him, given the sheer size of his rock-like companion. He carries a backpack, and a map which he refers to every so often.

What is most interesting about this duo, perhaps, is the fact that they seem to be actively conversing, albeit in different languages. Occasionally this mysterious arrival hitches a ride on his stony friend along their self-guided tour. It's obvious that they're evaluating the school with a sort of non-verbal running commentary, perhaps looking for a familiar face or two.

>>FIGHT
>>PkMn
>>ITEM
>>RUN

THE CHOICE IS YOURS.]

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[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[WOAH who is this kid and why is he yelling about Giovanni. Brock is going to stay right where he is because it makes him feel much safer because this guy is HUGE.]

I'M NOT GIOVANNI. [He shouts down.] WHO ARE YOU?

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

::He's still glaring up at you just to make sure::

I'M ORANGE STAR'S DIRECT COMBAT SPECIALIST, MAX. IF YOU AIN'T GIOVANNI GET DOWN HERE AND SHOW ME YOU AIN'T.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Well, that's easy enough. Brock leaps down from Onix and promptly presents his trainer's license and the Boulder Badge.]

My name's Brock.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

::Max looks at his trainer's license warily::

Alright then. I just know that Giovanni guy's bad news. And he's got one of those rock-snake guys like you've got.

::Max sticks his giant hand out in expectation that Brock will shake it::

No hard feelings?

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I know.

[Brock accepts it and gives a very manly handshake.]

Of course not. You said your name was Max?

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

::If it were really manly you'd use a manly icon::

Yeah, my name's Max. And you're Brock. That's your pokemon guy, right?

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

This is Onix, yeah. We're from the Pewter City gym in Kanto.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

First time somebody said they were goin' to a pokemon gym I thought it was, like, a regular gym. But it ain't. I don't even know where Kanto is but a lot of pokemon people say they're from there. I got a friend in Viridian at the gym there.

I got a slowpoke but I ain't a trainer or nothin'. He just likes to sleep on my old clothes and stuff.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

You have a friend in Viridian?

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I'm friends with Green's blastoise.

His name's Blastoise. Sorta like how my slowpoke's name is Slowpoke.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

My Onix's name is Onix.

Ah. Right. Green. Is he around?

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Yeah, he goes to school here. Never see him in classes, though.

Char goes to class more than Green does, and Char hardly goes to class.

::In the distance. A smallish pink thing. Is slowly moving in this direction.::

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Woah, even the Pokemon take classes here. What a school.]

I'm sure I'll find him sooner or later. I uh. I already ran into his Charmeleon, if that's who you're talking about.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Yup, that's Char. He's a Charmeleon. He's on Green's team.

His Bulbasaur's here, too. His name's Bulba.

::That pink thing. Is still coming this way. It'll get here. Eventually.::

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I remember that Bulbasaur.

[Is that a pink thing in the distance?]

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Oh, you know Bulba? He's a good guy. How do you know him?

::It's coming ever closer. Slowly.::

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

...Green beat me with that Bulbasaur.

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[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Really? Ha, I guess that's why Bulba was the one fightin' that onix guy, he was good at it already.

::The pink thing. Is finally close enough. To be heard::

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

SLOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWPOKE.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

Is this your Slowpoke?

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah it is. I wonder what he's doin' out here.

::SLOWWWWPOOOOOOKESLOOOOOOOW::

What, no I'm okay you don't gotta worry the rock guy ain't doin' anything.

::It is crawling ever closer. Max goes over to pick it up and sticks it on his shoulder where it hangs like a limp noodle::

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

He uh. He seems to like you.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I tried to set him free like five or six times but he kept comin' back.

He's worried 'cause of your onix guy, so he came out to make sure I was okay.

::POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKE::

{Poketranslation: Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii}

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

Oh, you didn't catch him?

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Nah, I set him free from some sorta aquarium-pokemon-jail place. Keepin' them there so people could poke at them and look at 'em and make faces and not be able to be outside in the sunshine and fresh air and be free. I tried to make him go but he kept comin' back, sayin' he liked me.

Don't got any of those ball things either.