Warrior of Fire
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"'Pokemon are by our side, always. I hope you will understand the meaning of those words.'
"That was the comment left by Prof. Rowan, who has returned to Sinnoh from the Kanto region. That concludes our special program, 'Let's Ask Prof. Rowan!' Brought to you by Jubilife TV on Nationwide Net! See you next week, same time, same channel!"
As the program ended, Michael stood up. Putting his hat and jacket on, Michael stepped forward to turn of his TV, when his best friend Barry came rushing into his room.
"There you are!" Barry exclaimed upon seeing his friend. He then rushed over to stand next to Michael. "Hey, Michael! Did you just see the TV?
Sure you did! Prof. Rowan's that really important guy who studies Pokemon, right?"
"Yeah," Michael said, trying to anticipate what Barry was suggesting.
"That means he must have lots and lots of Pokemon."
"Okay."
"So, if we ask him, I bet he'd give us some Pokemon!"
Before Michael could say anything else, Barry zoomed over to Michael's desk, more importantly, the PC on it. "What the...?"
"Oh, hey! Is this a new PC?!"
"Weren't you just talking about..."
Barry turned to face Michael. "Uh... Where was I?" He took two steps toward his friend. "Oh, right, right! We're going to see Prof. Rowan and get some Pokemon. I'll be waiting outside. OK, Michael? If you're late, I'm fining you P10 million!" With that, Barry zipped around Michael and downstairs.
"I'll never get used to that," Michael sighed as he went to follow Barry down. Once downstairs, his mom noticed him and walked over.
"Michael! Barry already left," Michael's mom said.
"Never could stay still," Michael commented under his breath.
"I don't know what it was about, but he sure was in a hurry!"
As Michael's mom returned to her seat in front of the downstairs TV, Michael just smiled and shook his head. "That's Barry for you." Michael then went to exit his house, but his mom stopped him before he could walk out.
"Oh, yes! Michael! Don't go into the tall grass. Wild Pokemon might attack you. It would be OK if you had your own Pokemon, but you don't, so... Well, take care, sweetie!"
"Don't worry, mom!" Michael called back as he left.
Twinleaf Town, just shaking off the last dregs of winter, looked picturesque in the mid-morning light. A few houses still had their lights on, and patches of snow could be seen in several places. A couple people were walking around outside, and Michael enjoyed the cool, crisp air for the brief moment before realizing that Barry was nowhere to be found. "He's probably at his house," Michael reasoned, and walked over there. As he was about to open the door, it opened and Barry burst out, thudding into Michael, both of them getting knocked down.
"What was that about?!" Barry exclaimed as they both stood up and dusted off. "Oh, hey, Michael!"
"Hey," Michael said quickly before Barry could interrupt him for the millionth time.
"Hey! I'm going to see Prof. Rowan! You should come, too! And quickly!"
Barry took off, but before he passed his mailbox, he stopped, returning to between Michael and his front door.
"Oh, jeez! Forgot something!"
He returned inside, leaving Michael to once again shake his head before following his friend. "When will he learn to slow down?"
"Oh, hi, Michael," Barry's mom said as he walked inside. "Are you looking for Barry? He was gone for a second, but then he came running right back home."
"Yeah, I just followed him in," Michael said as he put a hand behind his head.
"He just can't sit still, that boy. I wonder who he takes after?"
Michael excused himself and went up to Barry's room.
Barry didn't notice Michael come in. "...I'd better take my bag and journal, too..."
"Hey, Barry," Michael said, loud enough to get Barry's short attention.
"Oh, hey, Michael! I'll be waiting on the road! It's a P10 million fine if you're late!"
Barry rushed past Michael yet again, this time with Michael sidestepping Barry to avoid a potentially painful collision (for him). Michael just shood his head, forehead in his right hand, before following him outside. It took a minute to walk to where Barry was waiting for him on Route 201.
"Too slow!" Barry said as Michael approached.
"Whatever," Michael sighed, knowing that he was always playing by Barry's rules, whether he liked it or not.
"All right! Let's get moving to Prof. Rowan's lab." Barry lead Michael to the edge of the tall grass, but Michael stopped two steps short.
"Hey, don't go into the grass!"
"What? Don't go into the grass, right?"
"Right. Wild Pokemon might..."
"No worries! No problem!"
"Oh, great, another one of Barry's hair-brained schemes," Michael said sarcastically under his breath.
"It doesn't matter that we don't have any Pokemon," Barry continued, not hearing Michael's comment. "Trust me on this one. I've got an idea!"
"Famous last words with you," Michael again said under his breath.
"Now listen. You know how wild Pokemon jump out when you go into tall grass?"
"Yeah, that's why I was trying..."
Barry walked over to stand next to his friend. "So, what you do is, you scoot over to the next patch of grass before any wild Pokemon can appear!"
"Yep, he's crazy."
"If we just keep dashing, we can get to Sandgem Town without running into wild Pokemon!"
"Sure," Michael said with extra sarcasm.
"OK, stick with me!" Barry walked over to a few paces away from the tall grass and got into a runner's position. "OK, here goes!"
"I can't believe he's actually gonna do this."
"On your marks..."
"Oh, wait, yes I can."
Barry started to run toward the tall grass, but a voice shouting caused him to stop right in front of Michael.
"HOLD IT!"
Both boys looked toward Lake Verity, and an old man wearing a blue vest, white shirt with a tie, and black pants approached them both.
"You two don't seem to have any Pokemon between you? Then, what is the meaning of going into the tall grass?!"
Barry and the old man just stared at each other for a few seconds, an unconfortable silence brewing. Barry broke it by turning to Michael. "Hey, Michael. This old guy... It's Prof. Rowan, isn't it? What's he doing here...?"
Rowan turned around and walked a few step back toward where he came from. "They tried to go into the tall grass because they wanted Pokemon... Hmm... What to do...? Their world would surely change if they were to meet Pokemon... Is it right for me to put them on that path...?" After a coulpe more seconds of contemplation, he walked back over to the two. "You two. You truly love Pokemon, do you?"
"Yes," Michael said.
"Me, too!" Barry added. "I love Pokemon, too!"
"I will ask you once again," the professor continued. "You two. You truly love Pokemon, do you?"
"What?!" Barry asked, seemingly shocked. "You can ask a hundred times! The answer will never change! We'll both answer a hundred times, we love Pokemon! Right, Michael?"
"Of course!" Michael answered.
"...A pair of reckless kids who foolishly try to enter tall grass without Pokemon of their own...?" Rowan asked rhetorically. "It worries me what people like that would do with Pokemon."
"...Uh... Well, I, uh..." Barry stammered. He continued being silent for a few more seconds, a record when standing still, also a record as he's been doing so for several minutes now. "Well, then forget about me, but give a Pokemon to my friend here! I mean, it was me who tried to go into the tall grass and all..."
Michael and Rowan were both surprised, especially so for Michael, since this whole adventure had been Barry's idea from the start.
"How big of you..." Rowan said.
"Who are you and what did you do with Barry?" Michael asked jokingly.
"Very well, then!" Rowan added. "I will entrust you two with Pokemon! I apologize for putting you through that exercise. However! You must promis me that you will never recklessly endanger yourselves again. Now, then... Hm? Now, where...?"
Rowan looked around and noticed a girl approaching them. She stopped right behind the professor.
"Professor Rowan," she said. "You left your briefcase at the lake!" The girl set down the briefcase as Rowan turned around "Oh? Is something wrong here?"
"Ah! There it is!" Rowan said. "Dawn, nice work. What I was about to do was to entrust these two with their own Pokemon."
"Pardon?!" Dawn gasped. "Those Pokemon are hard to replace. Are you sure about giving them away?"
"Hm!" the professor started. "We exist side by side with Pokemon. There comes a time when people should meet Pokemon. There is a world that should be explored together. For them, today is that time. The place, right here." He then turned to Michael and Barry. "Go on! Open the briefcase and choose a Pokemon!"
"Really?!" Barry gasped. "Prof. Rowan! I can't believe it! I'm so happy now that I can't keep a straight face!"
"Calm down, Barry," Michael said to his friend.
"Hey, Michael. You can choose first."
"Really?"
"Hey, I'm practically a grown-up. I have to show some class here."
"Again, really?"
"Really, pal. Go right ahead. I messed up big here, so you have to pick first."
"All right then." Michael stepped up to the briefcase and opened it. Inside, on top of some documents and other assorted items were three Poke Balls. "What Pokemon are here?"
"In the Poke Ball on the left is the Grass-type Turtwig," Rowan answered, "in the middle is the Fire-type Chimchar, and on the right is the Water-type Piplup."
"In that case," Michael replied, "I pick Chimchar." Michael grabbed the middle Poke Ball and pressed the button. In a flash of white light, Chimchar came out of its Poke Ball.
"Then," Barry said, "I choose you! I'm picking this Piplup!" Barry did the same as Michael, instead grabbing the right Poke Ball and sending out Piplup. The two then recalled their new Pokemon.
"Very well!" Rowan said. "Both of you have chosen a good Pokemon, it seems. Now, listen well! The Pokemon you have been entrusted with are unfamiliar with the world. In that regard, they're much like you. As fellow newcomers to the world, I hope you'll do well together. If you have any trouble, come see me at my lab in Sandgem Town. And now, we'll be on our way."
Barry moved out of Rowan and Dawn's way, and Rowan walked through the grass toward Sandgem Town.
"Professor!" Dawn called after him. "Wait for me please!" She started after Rowan, stopping in front of Michael. "I'm sorry... Please let me pass." Dawn continued walking after the professor.
"How do you like that?" Barry asked. "Prof. Rowan's really nice. On TV, he seems so stern and scary." Barry and Michael turned to face each other, and Barry got very excited and rushed to stand directly in front of Michael. "Heheh, Michael! We've both got Pokemon now."
"Why do I have a sneaking suspicion about our new Pokemon?" Michael asked.
"There's only one thing to do, right?" Barry asked, completely ignoring Michael's question. "Are you up for this?"
"You know what," Michael said, "sure. I'd like to see what Chimchar's able to do."
"I've always wanted to say this..." Barry started. He then raised his voice with his usual enthusiasm and extra confidence. "The time has finally come! Michael! I challenge you to a battle!"
Both Michael and Barry took a couple steps backward, and both readied their individual Poke Balls.
"Go, Piplup!" Barry shouted, throwing Piplup's Poke Ball. In a flash, Piplup was standing across from Michael.
"Go, Chimchar!" Michael mirrored Barry, sending out Chimchar to battle Barry's Piplup.
"Let's do this!" Barry called.
"Chimchar, use Scratch!" Chimchar ran up to Piplup and swiped her right hand across Piplup, inflicting light damage.
"Piplup, use Growl!" Piplup let out a small growl, lowering Chimchar's Attack. "What in the...?! That one hurt, you!"
"Well, this is a Pokemon battle, right? Now, Scratch again, Chimchar!" Chimchar repeated her Scratch attack, doing slightly less damage due to Piplup's previous Growl.
"Now attack Chimchar with Pound!" Piplup ran up to Chimchar and struck her with his right flipper, slightly damaging Chimchar.
"Let's keep up with Scratch!" Chimchar once again Scratched Piplup, dropping Piplup's HP to about half.
"Another Growl!" Piplup again Growled, dropping Chimchar's Attack a second time. "No way! We can keep going! This is where we hit our stride!"
"Another Scratch!" Chimchar's fourth scratch left Piplup with about a third of his original HP left.
"One more Growl!"
"Time for another Scratch!" The latest scratch dealt the least amount of damage yet, dropping Piplup to about a quarter HP left.
"Growl!" Chimchar's Attack dropped yet again.
"One more Scratch!" Piplup's HP dropped again to below a quarter.
"Another Growl!"
"Another Scratch!" Piplup took very little damage.
"Another Growl!"
"Scratch again!" Piplup's HP dropped to a dangerous level.
"Use Pound!" Piplup struck Chimchar a second time.
"One more Scratch!" Piplup's HP fell to an extremely dangerous level.
"Another Pound!" Piplup got in a third strike.
"Finish it up with Scratch!" Chimchar Scratched Piplup again, causing it to faint. Knocking out Piplup gave Chimchar enough experience to grow to level 6 (max HP 21, Attack 12, Defense 10, Sp. Atk 13, Sp. Def 12, Speed 12).
"What are you saying?! We ended up losing?!"
"Well, that's what happened, Barry."
Both boys recalled their Pokemon before placing the Poke Balls in their bags.
"Whew!" Barry exhaled. "Let's go home. I'm beat after that battle. My Pokemon needs rest, too."
"Agreed," Michael said.
"See ya, Michael!"
"Later."
Afterword, both went home.
OOC: So, yeah, not exactly my best work, but it's a start. And with a few exceptions pre-battle (not counting Michael's dialog, which is, naturally, entirely new and has some jabs at Barry's personality), I did rip the dialog directly from the game (along with Barry's Piplup being male and Michael's Chimchar being female (ah, the joys of randomness) and Chimchar's leveled-up stats). I admit that I got lazy here, but it's late, and there's a lot of ground to cover before we're done. And the OOC thread will be coming the next time I log on.
OOC thread: http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/f429/pokemon-platinum-dx-ooc-149899/
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"'Pokemon are by our side, always. I hope you will understand the meaning of those words.'
"That was the comment left by Prof. Rowan, who has returned to Sinnoh from the Kanto region. That concludes our special program, 'Let's Ask Prof. Rowan!' Brought to you by Jubilife TV on Nationwide Net! See you next week, same time, same channel!"
As the program ended, Michael stood up. Putting his hat and jacket on, Michael stepped forward to turn of his TV, when his best friend Barry came rushing into his room.
"There you are!" Barry exclaimed upon seeing his friend. He then rushed over to stand next to Michael. "Hey, Michael! Did you just see the TV?
Sure you did! Prof. Rowan's that really important guy who studies Pokemon, right?"
"Yeah," Michael said, trying to anticipate what Barry was suggesting.
"That means he must have lots and lots of Pokemon."
"Okay."
"So, if we ask him, I bet he'd give us some Pokemon!"
Before Michael could say anything else, Barry zoomed over to Michael's desk, more importantly, the PC on it. "What the...?"
"Oh, hey! Is this a new PC?!"
"Weren't you just talking about..."
Barry turned to face Michael. "Uh... Where was I?" He took two steps toward his friend. "Oh, right, right! We're going to see Prof. Rowan and get some Pokemon. I'll be waiting outside. OK, Michael? If you're late, I'm fining you P10 million!" With that, Barry zipped around Michael and downstairs.
"I'll never get used to that," Michael sighed as he went to follow Barry down. Once downstairs, his mom noticed him and walked over.
"Michael! Barry already left," Michael's mom said.
"Never could stay still," Michael commented under his breath.
"I don't know what it was about, but he sure was in a hurry!"
As Michael's mom returned to her seat in front of the downstairs TV, Michael just smiled and shook his head. "That's Barry for you." Michael then went to exit his house, but his mom stopped him before he could walk out.
"Oh, yes! Michael! Don't go into the tall grass. Wild Pokemon might attack you. It would be OK if you had your own Pokemon, but you don't, so... Well, take care, sweetie!"
"Don't worry, mom!" Michael called back as he left.
Twinleaf Town, just shaking off the last dregs of winter, looked picturesque in the mid-morning light. A few houses still had their lights on, and patches of snow could be seen in several places. A couple people were walking around outside, and Michael enjoyed the cool, crisp air for the brief moment before realizing that Barry was nowhere to be found. "He's probably at his house," Michael reasoned, and walked over there. As he was about to open the door, it opened and Barry burst out, thudding into Michael, both of them getting knocked down.
"What was that about?!" Barry exclaimed as they both stood up and dusted off. "Oh, hey, Michael!"
"Hey," Michael said quickly before Barry could interrupt him for the millionth time.
"Hey! I'm going to see Prof. Rowan! You should come, too! And quickly!"
Barry took off, but before he passed his mailbox, he stopped, returning to between Michael and his front door.
"Oh, jeez! Forgot something!"
He returned inside, leaving Michael to once again shake his head before following his friend. "When will he learn to slow down?"
"Oh, hi, Michael," Barry's mom said as he walked inside. "Are you looking for Barry? He was gone for a second, but then he came running right back home."
"Yeah, I just followed him in," Michael said as he put a hand behind his head.
"He just can't sit still, that boy. I wonder who he takes after?"
Michael excused himself and went up to Barry's room.
Barry didn't notice Michael come in. "...I'd better take my bag and journal, too..."
"Hey, Barry," Michael said, loud enough to get Barry's short attention.
"Oh, hey, Michael! I'll be waiting on the road! It's a P10 million fine if you're late!"
Barry rushed past Michael yet again, this time with Michael sidestepping Barry to avoid a potentially painful collision (for him). Michael just shood his head, forehead in his right hand, before following him outside. It took a minute to walk to where Barry was waiting for him on Route 201.
"Too slow!" Barry said as Michael approached.
"Whatever," Michael sighed, knowing that he was always playing by Barry's rules, whether he liked it or not.
"All right! Let's get moving to Prof. Rowan's lab." Barry lead Michael to the edge of the tall grass, but Michael stopped two steps short.
"Hey, don't go into the grass!"
"What? Don't go into the grass, right?"
"Right. Wild Pokemon might..."
"No worries! No problem!"
"Oh, great, another one of Barry's hair-brained schemes," Michael said sarcastically under his breath.
"It doesn't matter that we don't have any Pokemon," Barry continued, not hearing Michael's comment. "Trust me on this one. I've got an idea!"
"Famous last words with you," Michael again said under his breath.
"Now listen. You know how wild Pokemon jump out when you go into tall grass?"
"Yeah, that's why I was trying..."
Barry walked over to stand next to his friend. "So, what you do is, you scoot over to the next patch of grass before any wild Pokemon can appear!"
"Yep, he's crazy."
"If we just keep dashing, we can get to Sandgem Town without running into wild Pokemon!"
"Sure," Michael said with extra sarcasm.
"OK, stick with me!" Barry walked over to a few paces away from the tall grass and got into a runner's position. "OK, here goes!"
"I can't believe he's actually gonna do this."
"On your marks..."
"Oh, wait, yes I can."
Barry started to run toward the tall grass, but a voice shouting caused him to stop right in front of Michael.
"HOLD IT!"
Both boys looked toward Lake Verity, and an old man wearing a blue vest, white shirt with a tie, and black pants approached them both.
"You two don't seem to have any Pokemon between you? Then, what is the meaning of going into the tall grass?!"
Barry and the old man just stared at each other for a few seconds, an unconfortable silence brewing. Barry broke it by turning to Michael. "Hey, Michael. This old guy... It's Prof. Rowan, isn't it? What's he doing here...?"
Rowan turned around and walked a few step back toward where he came from. "They tried to go into the tall grass because they wanted Pokemon... Hmm... What to do...? Their world would surely change if they were to meet Pokemon... Is it right for me to put them on that path...?" After a coulpe more seconds of contemplation, he walked back over to the two. "You two. You truly love Pokemon, do you?"
"Yes," Michael said.
"Me, too!" Barry added. "I love Pokemon, too!"
"I will ask you once again," the professor continued. "You two. You truly love Pokemon, do you?"
"What?!" Barry asked, seemingly shocked. "You can ask a hundred times! The answer will never change! We'll both answer a hundred times, we love Pokemon! Right, Michael?"
"Of course!" Michael answered.
"...A pair of reckless kids who foolishly try to enter tall grass without Pokemon of their own...?" Rowan asked rhetorically. "It worries me what people like that would do with Pokemon."
"...Uh... Well, I, uh..." Barry stammered. He continued being silent for a few more seconds, a record when standing still, also a record as he's been doing so for several minutes now. "Well, then forget about me, but give a Pokemon to my friend here! I mean, it was me who tried to go into the tall grass and all..."
Michael and Rowan were both surprised, especially so for Michael, since this whole adventure had been Barry's idea from the start.
"How big of you..." Rowan said.
"Who are you and what did you do with Barry?" Michael asked jokingly.
"Very well, then!" Rowan added. "I will entrust you two with Pokemon! I apologize for putting you through that exercise. However! You must promis me that you will never recklessly endanger yourselves again. Now, then... Hm? Now, where...?"
Rowan looked around and noticed a girl approaching them. She stopped right behind the professor.
"Professor Rowan," she said. "You left your briefcase at the lake!" The girl set down the briefcase as Rowan turned around "Oh? Is something wrong here?"
"Ah! There it is!" Rowan said. "Dawn, nice work. What I was about to do was to entrust these two with their own Pokemon."
"Pardon?!" Dawn gasped. "Those Pokemon are hard to replace. Are you sure about giving them away?"
"Hm!" the professor started. "We exist side by side with Pokemon. There comes a time when people should meet Pokemon. There is a world that should be explored together. For them, today is that time. The place, right here." He then turned to Michael and Barry. "Go on! Open the briefcase and choose a Pokemon!"
"Really?!" Barry gasped. "Prof. Rowan! I can't believe it! I'm so happy now that I can't keep a straight face!"
"Calm down, Barry," Michael said to his friend.
"Hey, Michael. You can choose first."
"Really?"
"Hey, I'm practically a grown-up. I have to show some class here."
"Again, really?"
"Really, pal. Go right ahead. I messed up big here, so you have to pick first."
"All right then." Michael stepped up to the briefcase and opened it. Inside, on top of some documents and other assorted items were three Poke Balls. "What Pokemon are here?"
"In the Poke Ball on the left is the Grass-type Turtwig," Rowan answered, "in the middle is the Fire-type Chimchar, and on the right is the Water-type Piplup."
"In that case," Michael replied, "I pick Chimchar." Michael grabbed the middle Poke Ball and pressed the button. In a flash of white light, Chimchar came out of its Poke Ball.
"Then," Barry said, "I choose you! I'm picking this Piplup!" Barry did the same as Michael, instead grabbing the right Poke Ball and sending out Piplup. The two then recalled their new Pokemon.
"Very well!" Rowan said. "Both of you have chosen a good Pokemon, it seems. Now, listen well! The Pokemon you have been entrusted with are unfamiliar with the world. In that regard, they're much like you. As fellow newcomers to the world, I hope you'll do well together. If you have any trouble, come see me at my lab in Sandgem Town. And now, we'll be on our way."
Barry moved out of Rowan and Dawn's way, and Rowan walked through the grass toward Sandgem Town.
"Professor!" Dawn called after him. "Wait for me please!" She started after Rowan, stopping in front of Michael. "I'm sorry... Please let me pass." Dawn continued walking after the professor.
"How do you like that?" Barry asked. "Prof. Rowan's really nice. On TV, he seems so stern and scary." Barry and Michael turned to face each other, and Barry got very excited and rushed to stand directly in front of Michael. "Heheh, Michael! We've both got Pokemon now."
"Why do I have a sneaking suspicion about our new Pokemon?" Michael asked.
"There's only one thing to do, right?" Barry asked, completely ignoring Michael's question. "Are you up for this?"
"You know what," Michael said, "sure. I'd like to see what Chimchar's able to do."
"I've always wanted to say this..." Barry started. He then raised his voice with his usual enthusiasm and extra confidence. "The time has finally come! Michael! I challenge you to a battle!"
Both Michael and Barry took a couple steps backward, and both readied their individual Poke Balls.
"Go, Piplup!" Barry shouted, throwing Piplup's Poke Ball. In a flash, Piplup was standing across from Michael.
"Go, Chimchar!" Michael mirrored Barry, sending out Chimchar to battle Barry's Piplup.
"Let's do this!" Barry called.
"Chimchar, use Scratch!" Chimchar ran up to Piplup and swiped her right hand across Piplup, inflicting light damage.
"Piplup, use Growl!" Piplup let out a small growl, lowering Chimchar's Attack. "What in the...?! That one hurt, you!"
"Well, this is a Pokemon battle, right? Now, Scratch again, Chimchar!" Chimchar repeated her Scratch attack, doing slightly less damage due to Piplup's previous Growl.
"Now attack Chimchar with Pound!" Piplup ran up to Chimchar and struck her with his right flipper, slightly damaging Chimchar.
"Let's keep up with Scratch!" Chimchar once again Scratched Piplup, dropping Piplup's HP to about half.
"Another Growl!" Piplup again Growled, dropping Chimchar's Attack a second time. "No way! We can keep going! This is where we hit our stride!"
"Another Scratch!" Chimchar's fourth scratch left Piplup with about a third of his original HP left.
"One more Growl!"
"Time for another Scratch!" The latest scratch dealt the least amount of damage yet, dropping Piplup to about a quarter HP left.
"Growl!" Chimchar's Attack dropped yet again.
"One more Scratch!" Piplup's HP dropped again to below a quarter.
"Another Growl!"
"Another Scratch!" Piplup took very little damage.
"Another Growl!"
"Scratch again!" Piplup's HP dropped to a dangerous level.
"Use Pound!" Piplup struck Chimchar a second time.
"One more Scratch!" Piplup's HP fell to an extremely dangerous level.
"Another Pound!" Piplup got in a third strike.
"Finish it up with Scratch!" Chimchar Scratched Piplup again, causing it to faint. Knocking out Piplup gave Chimchar enough experience to grow to level 6 (max HP 21, Attack 12, Defense 10, Sp. Atk 13, Sp. Def 12, Speed 12).
"What are you saying?! We ended up losing?!"
"Well, that's what happened, Barry."
Both boys recalled their Pokemon before placing the Poke Balls in their bags.
"Whew!" Barry exhaled. "Let's go home. I'm beat after that battle. My Pokemon needs rest, too."
"Agreed," Michael said.
"See ya, Michael!"
"Later."
Afterword, both went home.
OOC: So, yeah, not exactly my best work, but it's a start. And with a few exceptions pre-battle (not counting Michael's dialog, which is, naturally, entirely new and has some jabs at Barry's personality), I did rip the dialog directly from the game (along with Barry's Piplup being male and Michael's Chimchar being female (ah, the joys of randomness) and Chimchar's leveled-up stats). I admit that I got lazy here, but it's late, and there's a lot of ground to cover before we're done. And the OOC thread will be coming the next time I log on.
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