Friday, April 10, 2009

In which Tamaki gets her first Pokethulhu

Before I really start, I totally forgot to toss up a picture of myself last time. Here's my ID; I know it's not the best picture, but...they never are on these things. This isn't what you'd call "camwhoring," is it?

Typical day. Wake up, sacrifice a chicken to renew the voodoo ritual keeping the NES as old as I am operational for another week, save the corpse to toss over GARY's house later.

Yes. NES. I TOLD YOU I WAS OLD-SCHOOL.

Anyway, time to head out. MOM, who apparently is identified by her relation to me, and speaks in scary red text lets me know that Prof. OAK is looking for me. He's the absent-minded fuddy-duddy who asked me to pick my gender and remind him of his own grandson's name. A little exploration of the small hamlet of Pallet later, and I find the laboratory where he works, and the aforementioned grandson...but not the professor himself.

I did drop by GARY's house first, just in case. Also, chickens to toss in minor malediction, and all. Daily rituals are what give structure to our lives~

So, with nowhere else to look in town, I try heading for the one exit to the place. Looks like someone forgot to mow the path, becase it's quite overgrown. Maybe if a strapping young lad with a green tunic and sword dropped by, we wouldn't have this problem. Ah well, what can possibly go wrong? ...THEN the absent-minded professor shows up, to warn me that pokemon lurk in the tall grass, and asks me to follow him Apparently, he'll give me my first of the cute little beasts, becuase I'm not allowed to just kill them with my bare hands. Curiouser and curiouser.

This little guy looked like a winner. Don't ask about the name, it came to me in a dream a few weeks ago. I...can't remember much ,beyond something about fire and things not to be described. I...couldn't sleep the rest of the night after that... I'm probably not spelling that name right, but it seems about right. So, time to go out into the big world, right?

WRONG! I don't even leave the building before this happens. GARY, who also got a pokemon from his grandpa, decided he wants to see whose is better. Cthuga easily wipes the floor with GARY's squirtle (that sounds a bit dirty, doesn't it?). Gary coughs up a bit of cash before running away. "Smell you later"? Nobody says that anymore, and that's no way to treat one's grandfather.

So, a bit of travel north on Route 1 gives Cthuga some experience killing and eating birds and rats, and gets me to the next spot of civilization: Viridian City. A little exploration finds me the Pokemon Center, which can conveniently treat one's adorable monstrosities for the small fee of absolutely nothing. A little more finds me a convenience store, in which I am immediately co-opted to be their errand-girl and deliver a package to Professor Oak.

A bit more walking later, and I'm back at the lab. Oak thanks me for the delivery, and hands over some pokeballs, so I can actually cath something, and explains the ins and outs of collecting one's own cuddly wildlife in small balls. Technology these days sure is wonderful~ He hands GARY and I his two prototype pokedexes, and explains a few things about them. I think there was something about filing them with information on the indigenous wildlife of Kanto, but I could be wrong. One thing does stick out, though...
...Yeah, we'll see who isn't necessary. GARY here heads off on his own after this, and says soemthing about not bothering to get a town map from his sister. Whatever. I drop by his place anyway, and his sister hands me one after I explain things. He probably told her not to, but she's such a dear~

Armed with a firebreathing lizard, and a few empy balls for capturing other critters, I now go forth into the wilderness to...uh...what am I even supposed to do again?

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