Lush green grass that was soft to the touch was under Lizzie's shoes as she glanced around the central plaza of Mauville City. Looking up at the dark moonless night sky, she reminisced on what used to be a simple and small city had grown into a huge shopping center filled with strange people and stranger wares or services. Looking to the center of the plaza, she saw the Square Tower being lit up by the city's mainframes. Looking down at the orange pamphlet, it said there was going to be a scavenger hunt for trainers and those that complete it get the ultimate prize of their choosing. The prize listed on her mind was a set of all the evolutionary stones, even ones from places like Orre, a faraway land she had never heard of until today. A bell rang out and a void on a loud speaker went on, the voice of Mauville City's Gym Leader, Wattson.
"Wow, a lot of you youngsters showed up today. Welcome to the nation-wide scavenger, also known as the Hoenn Scavenger Hunt, HSH! We welcome all, from trainers ready to beat the elite, to those who have yet to try on the gym challenge! Naturally, to make things fair, we have four different lines," Wattson's booming voice paused as the lights went out, the only lighting was various small electronics, lighting from the Center, for the Mart was closed for the event, and lights from the apartments above the plaza, where people on the richer side got ready for bed. A hanging spotlight powered by a Magnemite focused on the far left of Lizzie's view, revealing the tell-tale pink hair of Nurse Joy in front of her Center sitting down in a plastic chair behind a wooden table with stacks of red themed paper to Nurse Joy's left. "For those who have yet to receive a badge, please see Nurse Joy."
"For those of you with your first, second, or third badges, please see me, Wattson!" The light shifted a foot to Nurse Joy's left to reveal Wattson himself, holding a microphone with his trademark grin. He too was sitting in a plastic chair behind a wooden desk, but the difference was he had yellow papers in front of him.
"Those with your fourth or fifth badges, please line up in front of Professor Birch, who volunteered to help us all the way from Littleroot!" Shifting a foot from Wattson's left, the lighted showed Professor Birch, who was standing instead of sitting, looking through his stack of papers, which were green.
"And last but not least, those that have won their sixth, seventh, or eighth badges, please Champion Steven, who is representing both the League and the Devon Corporation, both have helped make this happen!" The light briefly shown to Lizzie's farthest right, and standing in front of the Mart sat Steven, who waved hello to the mass of trainers, which caused girls and guys to squeal and or faint. Lizzie groaned in embarrassment that she was around fan girls and fan guys.
After waiting a few moments and watching the four people in front of them, the huge group realized they were to go up to their assigned tables and started separating into four crowded lines. Lizzie went to the line for Steven, readying her I.D. and badge case that proudly held seven badges in case they required it. Lizzie's mood eventually worsened as she was constantly pushed and shoved against her will, eventually losing her green bandana and forcing her mousy brown hair to spill around her when another pushed harshly against her once more. In her frustration and uncomfortably due to closed spaces, she reached out with a tanned hand and forced the other trainer to turn to look at her and face her burning grey eyes.
"I know this is a huge event and all but can you stop pushing on me! Sorry to yell, but I like getting pushed as much as the next gal, which is not very much at all in this crowded mess."
"Wow, a lot of you youngsters showed up today. Welcome to the nation-wide scavenger, also known as the Hoenn Scavenger Hunt, HSH! We welcome all, from trainers ready to beat the elite, to those who have yet to try on the gym challenge! Naturally, to make things fair, we have four different lines," Wattson's booming voice paused as the lights went out, the only lighting was various small electronics, lighting from the Center, for the Mart was closed for the event, and lights from the apartments above the plaza, where people on the richer side got ready for bed. A hanging spotlight powered by a Magnemite focused on the far left of Lizzie's view, revealing the tell-tale pink hair of Nurse Joy in front of her Center sitting down in a plastic chair behind a wooden table with stacks of red themed paper to Nurse Joy's left. "For those who have yet to receive a badge, please see Nurse Joy."
"For those of you with your first, second, or third badges, please see me, Wattson!" The light shifted a foot to Nurse Joy's left to reveal Wattson himself, holding a microphone with his trademark grin. He too was sitting in a plastic chair behind a wooden desk, but the difference was he had yellow papers in front of him.
"Those with your fourth or fifth badges, please line up in front of Professor Birch, who volunteered to help us all the way from Littleroot!" Shifting a foot from Wattson's left, the lighted showed Professor Birch, who was standing instead of sitting, looking through his stack of papers, which were green.
"And last but not least, those that have won their sixth, seventh, or eighth badges, please Champion Steven, who is representing both the League and the Devon Corporation, both have helped make this happen!" The light briefly shown to Lizzie's farthest right, and standing in front of the Mart sat Steven, who waved hello to the mass of trainers, which caused girls and guys to squeal and or faint. Lizzie groaned in embarrassment that she was around fan girls and fan guys.
After waiting a few moments and watching the four people in front of them, the huge group realized they were to go up to their assigned tables and started separating into four crowded lines. Lizzie went to the line for Steven, readying her I.D. and badge case that proudly held seven badges in case they required it. Lizzie's mood eventually worsened as she was constantly pushed and shoved against her will, eventually losing her green bandana and forcing her mousy brown hair to spill around her when another pushed harshly against her once more. In her frustration and uncomfortably due to closed spaces, she reached out with a tanned hand and forced the other trainer to turn to look at her and face her burning grey eyes.
"I know this is a huge event and all but can you stop pushing on me! Sorry to yell, but I like getting pushed as much as the next gal, which is not very much at all in this crowded mess."
