Lake drove along in his large pickup truck. His gear flopped around in the back of the truck, as the terrain got rougher and rougher. After a few more minutes, he reached his destination. I'm here... didn't think it was real, but... apparently it is. Ahead of him was a large cave entrance. It looked incredibly dark and a horrid stench came from it. Lake got out, opened the back of his truck, and unloaded his gear. He dragged his sleeping bag out, and threw it onto the ground.
He was at the Cave of Lost Pokemon. The rumor had been started a few weeks back by his friend Ponke, who claimed to have seen skeletons of Pokemon roaming the cave. Few were brave enough to investigate it, and those who were brave enough did not return. After setting up his small camp, Lake cautiously entered the cave with a flashlight and his backpack. The rocks in the cave where suspiciously light, and had some sort of red liquid on them. Blood? He wondered. Maybe it's the... remains... of one of the explorers before me? Then again, it is called the Cave of Lost Pokemon. Lake shrugged, and continued walking along. After a few minutes, he wondered if there even was anything special about the cave. That's when it happened.
Rocks began moving on the cave wall. Lake quickly aimed his flashlight and reached for a PokeBall. He threw it onto the ground, and it rolled along. After a quick flash of light, a Blastoise appeared from the ball, and let out its cry. It crouched over, and aimed its two water jets at the wall. The bones of a hand dug its way out, and soon the rest of it came into view. It looked like a Machop. Half of it was bones, the other half still had its rocks on. Lake panicked, and yelled out the first move he could think of. "Water Jet! Now!" The Blastoise fired a jet of water from his cannons, blasting the apparent Machop Corpse back against the wall, and some of its bones fell off. It squealed, and sank back into the ground, defeated. Lake and his Blastoise both darted through the cave, and ran outside.
And this is why Lake needs help. He had discovered a few days after this encounter that this is where the wild Pokemon went when defeated too many times. He put up WANTED posters everywhere he could. They requested any Pokemon Trainers to come to the location of this cave, and help Lake with 3 things. One, explore the cave, defeat and defend against the Fallen Pokemon, and set up a base outside of the cave. So far, Lake has set up a sleeping hut with four decent beds, a small outdoor kitchen, and a storage area. Maybe other trainers will come and help set up more? Maybe, one day, the mystery of the Cave will be discovered? Who knows...
Laker sat down outside the cave, drinking soup from the kitchen. His Blastoise stood guard outside of the cave, attacking any of the dead Pokemon when they came out. He thought to himself, "Maybe in a few days there will be another trainer coming to help out? I certainly could use the help, especially with all the dead Pokemon rising..."
He was at the Cave of Lost Pokemon. The rumor had been started a few weeks back by his friend Ponke, who claimed to have seen skeletons of Pokemon roaming the cave. Few were brave enough to investigate it, and those who were brave enough did not return. After setting up his small camp, Lake cautiously entered the cave with a flashlight and his backpack. The rocks in the cave where suspiciously light, and had some sort of red liquid on them. Blood? He wondered. Maybe it's the... remains... of one of the explorers before me? Then again, it is called the Cave of Lost Pokemon. Lake shrugged, and continued walking along. After a few minutes, he wondered if there even was anything special about the cave. That's when it happened.
Rocks began moving on the cave wall. Lake quickly aimed his flashlight and reached for a PokeBall. He threw it onto the ground, and it rolled along. After a quick flash of light, a Blastoise appeared from the ball, and let out its cry. It crouched over, and aimed its two water jets at the wall. The bones of a hand dug its way out, and soon the rest of it came into view. It looked like a Machop. Half of it was bones, the other half still had its rocks on. Lake panicked, and yelled out the first move he could think of. "Water Jet! Now!" The Blastoise fired a jet of water from his cannons, blasting the apparent Machop Corpse back against the wall, and some of its bones fell off. It squealed, and sank back into the ground, defeated. Lake and his Blastoise both darted through the cave, and ran outside.
And this is why Lake needs help. He had discovered a few days after this encounter that this is where the wild Pokemon went when defeated too many times. He put up WANTED posters everywhere he could. They requested any Pokemon Trainers to come to the location of this cave, and help Lake with 3 things. One, explore the cave, defeat and defend against the Fallen Pokemon, and set up a base outside of the cave. So far, Lake has set up a sleeping hut with four decent beds, a small outdoor kitchen, and a storage area. Maybe other trainers will come and help set up more? Maybe, one day, the mystery of the Cave will be discovered? Who knows...
Laker sat down outside the cave, drinking soup from the kitchen. His Blastoise stood guard outside of the cave, attacking any of the dead Pokemon when they came out. He thought to himself, "Maybe in a few days there will be another trainer coming to help out? I certainly could use the help, especially with all the dead Pokemon rising..."
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