Welcome/Welcome back, you crazy diamonds!

[spiritcrystal]

[An island! This is most certainly not where everyone was just a few moments ago. ...Alright, maybe some of you were on an island. Don't get cheeky.

At everyone's feet is a small note. It gives no description of their location or explanation, of course; it only says one simple thing.

Please choose one.

The note comes along with three Pokéballs with different "starter" Pokémon in them- the three Pokémon can be anything, from a Froakie, Charmander, and Treecko to a Rattata, Patrat, and Bidoof if you're particularly unlucky- and everything in between. If it's not a legendary Pokémon, it's fair game.

Of course, you can only pick one! Trying to go for a second will leave you thinking that you better not get too greedy. If you're one of those types that wouldn't care either way, the other two Pokéballs will simply disappear.

Now go forth, and into a world of Pokémon!]

Comments

[typeless]

At least you have more information on yours than I have on mine.

[She frowns at Honedge, Honedge laughs at her.]

[battlestandby]

That attitude reminds me of a Ghost-type, if nothing else...

[typeless]

It would certainly make sense.

I had a Gastly like this once. [Honedge looks like it's smiling.]

[battlestandby]

So maybe it's a dual-typed Steel and Ghost.

[typeless]

[There's a moment of silence as she thinks about it.]

That would certainly be interesting, I haven't come across that typing before.

[Honedge seems very, very pleased by this guess. She takes a spare glance at her new partner.]

You might be right.

[battlestandby]

New to me, too. Have fun with that, then. I never cared much for Ghost-types.

[typeless]

... Bad experience?

[Ghosts can be frustrating little monsters.]

[battlestandby]

... You could say that.

[oh god, Froslass...]

Never could trust them.

[typeless]

It sounds like you've got your reasons.

[battlestandby]

That's right.

[typeless]

[She nods, and turns, Honedge floating alongside her.

Before she realizes something.]

... What's your name?

[battlestandby]

... None of your business.

[HAH.]

[typeless]

Your choice.

I'll just have to call you Purple. [Honedge waves it's tassel at Paul and Ferroseed.]

[battlestandby]

Do what you want, Brown.

[typeless]

Don't worry, I will.