IntroductionMy name if EAEF,XU. I am tired of living in this town. Every day is the same. I play with my NES. I go on the computer. I wander around town, telling anyone who will talk to me the same thing over and over again.
I'm done with all that.
Today, I am going to leave.
I pack up my favorite books, grab a cup of potion from the computers slide out cup-holder, and pack it all into my bag.
I tell my mother my plans. Despite the fact that I'm only a kid, she seems to have this coming, and is oddly okay with it. Apparently the television told her it would be alright.
I suspect my mother might actually be crazy.
My first attempt to escape from this crap town ends rather abruptly, with the crazy old pokemon man from down the street grabbing me and dragging me back to his "lab". His stupid, annoying grandson BAIB is already there. Apparently my mother mentioned the fact that I was leaving to him, and his grandson was thinking the same thing, so he wants to dump some of his old pokemon on us. But more than that, he thinks we are both in a unique position to become LEAGUE TRAINERS. Why, we might even be able to have a gym of our some day! He was never able to get licensed, himself, but we're perfect for giving it a try.
I was looking for was an adventure, right? Well, what other adventure offered more than the journey to becoming League Champion? I would get to explore the entire known world, and so long as I followed a couple basic rules, would basically get to do whatever I wanted and potentially gain national acclaim. There was definitely an appeal there - and it was clear the old man was hoping to live vicariously through our attempt.
We both agreed. After all, the worst that could happen was that we screw up and lose certification, but still get a free pokemon, right? Why not.
The rules were simple.
A prospective league trainer must never have previously owned a Pokemon.A prospective league trainer must obtain an official license before beginning their journey.A league trainer may never carry more than six pokemon at a time.A league trainer must abide by all gym rules when visiting a league gym.A league trainer may either take an apprenticeship at a league gym or become a visiting trainer.A visiting trainer must demonstrate regular progress in the acquisition of gym badges and league accolades.A visiting trainer must retire the victorious pokemon of any gym challenge, until and unless they manage to reach the Elite Four, at which point said pokemon may once more return to battle.A league trainer must accept ALL challenges, immediately upon issue.Only the first pokemon encountered in any given league zone may be captured. If the attempt fails, no pokemon from that zone can ever be captured again.A league trainer will have their status immediately revoked should they ever find themselves without pokemon.I indicate I understand, the old man officially admits me into the League - apparently he's officially recognized to do so even though he can't do so himself. Obviously, I choose to become a traveling trainer - there's no gym in town, and I wouldn't want to be stuck in some other backwater for years any more than I'd want to remain here.
Now, as for the pokemon gift...
I look at the options available. Some four-legged critter with leaves on it's back... a lizard with a flaming tail, exactly the sort of housepet my mom would never have approved of... and a shelled creature with a curly tail. I'm not sure how useful a
plant would be in a fight, and I'm not sure I want to lug around something that is
actively on fire, so I go with the third one, which is apparently called a Squirtle. The professor encourages me to give him a nickname, and I name him... NOVLAIK.
BAIB chooses the Bulbasaur, and his first action as an official League Trainer is, of course..
Heya, dork! My pokemon looks a lot tougher than yours! Let's have a fight right now!
...what?
Oh, for Pete's sake.* Still, the rules are the rules, Xu! He's challenged you, and you have to accept. Your pokemon knows how to tail whip and tackle, and will do what you say - I'm sure you'll figure it out!
Don't worry TOO much, eauf'de'suck, your pokemon
might live! Stankasaurus, go!
Bulba!
Novlaike, go!
SQUIRTLE!
X_X
WHAT? Unbelievable! I picked the wrong Pokemon!* Bulbasaur, get back up and try again!
I'm pretty sure he's out for the count, idiot.
Hmm, BAIB... it looks like your bulbasaur will live, but be more careful, BAIB! These are rare pokemon, and if they hadn't been raised together the Squirtle could have killed him! As a league trainer, you have to learn to value your pokemon - you will only ever be able to catch so many, and once they're gone, they are gone for good!
Whatever, gramps!
I'll make my pokemon battle a lot to toughen it up!*
SMELL YA LATER!*
I hope he manages to keep out of trouble. Anyway, Eaef, good luck on your adventure!
* Indicates dialogue taken directly from the game.