Discussion Thread: https://pokecharms.com/threads/the-mt-moon-escape-ooc.22773/
@ThePlayfulFox, @RisingGarchomps, @Sharksuitguy17, @Gamingfan
A young boy who already seemed as tall as an adult with a crew cut walked outside of the Pokemon Center, which sat next to the entrance of the mountain it was sitting on. This kid was Miles Harding. He had just bought a Magikarp and seemed almost as if he wasn't so sure about the purchase. Maybe it had a special move or a special ability? Maybe... But he hadn't used her in a fight yet, so he had no idea of her potential. Maybe the seller was right about it being a special Magikarp, which was why he was selling it for 1,000 PokeYen instead of 500 like he would normally. Was it a worthy purchase though?
He stood outside of the Pokemon Center, staring down at the newly obtained Pokemon he had bought. He stared at the PokeBall for a long moment, trying to see if there was some glimmer of hope for the Pokemon normally perceived as a pitiful weak jumble of mass. His attention had shifted over to the cave's maw, beckoning young trainers to come by. The setting sun was descending below the mountain's ridge, the shadow casting down onto Route 3, and the Zubat exited the cave's mouth to fly about and find food. At least they left. It would be a lot easier to deal with the mountain when most of the Zubat were gone and outside. He pulled out his flashlight and turned it on, a beam of light suddenly appearing and illuminating a large circle on the ground until the young boy shined it into the mountain's cave entrance as he walked forwards.
The mountain seemed ominous today. He didn't like the feeling he was getting and the sign that sat up next to the entrance read with large letters: "INCREASE OF ONIX ACTIVITY. BEWARE. ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK."
Onix? Like the creature Brock had? They weren't so bad to defeat if they were as difficult as Brock's, so he walked in with some confidence poorly placed in beating a large rock snake that are likely to be way tougher than Brock's Onix.
@ThePlayfulFox, @RisingGarchomps, @Sharksuitguy17, @Gamingfan
A young boy who already seemed as tall as an adult with a crew cut walked outside of the Pokemon Center, which sat next to the entrance of the mountain it was sitting on. This kid was Miles Harding. He had just bought a Magikarp and seemed almost as if he wasn't so sure about the purchase. Maybe it had a special move or a special ability? Maybe... But he hadn't used her in a fight yet, so he had no idea of her potential. Maybe the seller was right about it being a special Magikarp, which was why he was selling it for 1,000 PokeYen instead of 500 like he would normally. Was it a worthy purchase though?
He stood outside of the Pokemon Center, staring down at the newly obtained Pokemon he had bought. He stared at the PokeBall for a long moment, trying to see if there was some glimmer of hope for the Pokemon normally perceived as a pitiful weak jumble of mass. His attention had shifted over to the cave's maw, beckoning young trainers to come by. The setting sun was descending below the mountain's ridge, the shadow casting down onto Route 3, and the Zubat exited the cave's mouth to fly about and find food. At least they left. It would be a lot easier to deal with the mountain when most of the Zubat were gone and outside. He pulled out his flashlight and turned it on, a beam of light suddenly appearing and illuminating a large circle on the ground until the young boy shined it into the mountain's cave entrance as he walked forwards.
The mountain seemed ominous today. He didn't like the feeling he was getting and the sign that sat up next to the entrance read with large letters: "INCREASE OF ONIX ACTIVITY. BEWARE. ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK."
Onix? Like the creature Brock had? They weren't so bad to defeat if they were as difficult as Brock's, so he walked in with some confidence poorly placed in beating a large rock snake that are likely to be way tougher than Brock's Onix.