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[RP] GENERIC POKEMON RP!...or is it?

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lubbies:
A wierd person bursts through the door and almost knocking me off my feet.

me-What nerve!

I tap my foot and wait for him to be done so I can give him a piece of my mind.

The-Blades-slave:
the nurse looks at Warren and takes Charmander to a room in the back then comes out and says

Leave Charmander here for a little bit, he's been poisoned but he'll be just fine. I suggest while we heal him you go to the market and by antidotes and such.

Warren sighs in relief then nods and stomps toward the door of the pokemon center....

Tickles:
Mortecai, your pokemon is fully healed. Please come to the counter to retrieve him.

Mortecia got up and walked over to the counter to receive his pokeball.

I notice you aren't registered for the Pokemon League Challenge. I can help you with that if you'd like.

No thank you, I don't think I'm ready to take on any gym leaders just yet. I'm heading out to Johto.

Well, if you change your mind, you can register at any pokemon center. Have a nice day!

Mortecai left the center and headed straight for the Virdian City gate leading to Johto. The checkpoint was a small building with a couple guards keeping it safe.

State your business.

Heading to Johto to start my journey.

Show me your ID please.

Mortecia didn't know if he had an ID or not. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the Pokedex, and the 5 pokeballs he received earlier.

Let me see your pokedex for a sec.

He handed the guard the dex, and he placed it into a machine of some sort.

Alright, you're confirmed. Welcome to Johto.

He got the dex back and took his first step into the Johto region. The land was vast, and seemed to be by the mountain. If it was anything like the game, he would be in for a very long road to New Bark Town.

My first steps as a trainer in the region I want. Well, time to make history, I hope.

He headed down the winding path, trying to remember the right way to the town.

lubbies:
I grab his shoulder.

me-Excuse me but who do you think you are?

I had a very angry expression.

The-Blades-slave:
Warren shoved the man who'd grabbed his shoulder away and growled

Keep your hands to yourself.

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