Subject: [PW] Orkars debut!
Date: Tuesday, October 05, 1999 12:48 PM
[PW!] Orkars debut!
(Poketalk are in these. <>)
It was dark. Leaves fell in the garden and were blown away in the soft
breeze. Orkar was walking home from a Pokemon card tourney with a golden
crown on his head. The words 'The Pokemon card master' were engraved on
the crown. Orkar had been collecting cards since he was only 5 and he
had learnt every strategy, even made up new ones. Tomorrow, he was going
to be 10, and he would start his pokemon journey, catching, collecting,
trading... He was upset that he had no real parents to go home to, but
the excitement of being a real trainer made up for that. Nurse Joy was
watching outside for Orkar. "Orkar! How did you do?" Orkar didn't have
to answer because Joy saw his crown. "Come on, dinner's ready, you need
energy and a good rest. You've got to go to Pallet and get a pokemon.
"But I've got Retriever." said Orkar. Retriever came in. "Mmmmmmmm...
steak." "Dig in!" said Nurse Joy. Retriever tried to take one of the
steaks, but Nurse Joy stopped him. "You've got your own dinner."
Retriever took one look at his dinner. Dog food. went
Retriever. "Okay, I'll get you some Brock-brand food." While she was
tipping some of the food from the bag, he cut a hole in the bag so
another bowl filled up with food. "Hmm, I could swear there was more."
Retriever pushed the second bowl under the table and stuffed his face
full of Brock-brand grub. Orkar swallowed his last bite of steak. "I'm
going to bed now." "Night. I'll be watching the late late movie. It's
Santa vs. Mewtwo." In bed, Orkar slowly drifted off to Dreamland.
Orkars Charizard alarm clock let out a huge roar. Orkar checked the
time. 6:00 am. He nudged Retriever. "Do you think of anything
but food?" "C'mon, we've got to get to Pallet
Town to get a pokemon. Downstairs, there was bacon, eggs, fries and
toast on the table. "Hmm, there's a note. Have fun on your journey, be
careful. I made you some breakfast." Orkar poured out some food for
Retriever and gave him a rasher of bacon. He grabbed his bike and set
off for Pallet Town.
The hill was getting steeper, and Orkar was going faster. He was in such
a daydream that he didn't realise that he was heading straight for
Professor Oaks house. He smashed right into the door and landed in front
of his rival, John. "So, it's Dorkar! Trying to make a fancy entrance?"
"You two! You can fight after you choose a pokemon! You choose first
Orkar." The two stared at each other for a moment, then went over to the
pokeballs. "You get 3 choices, Bulbasaur, Charmander or Squirtle." "I
think I'll choose Bulbasaur." said Orkar. "Hmm, good choice." "I'll
choose Charmander!" "I'd better be off now." "WAIT! I want to battle
you! We'll see who the superior one is!" "POKEBALL GO!"
To be continued...
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