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

[battlestandby]

[oh pshaw, watch Lilac Boy come over there and look over your choices...]

No contest; pick the Riolu.

[mischiefbreeder]

Why?

[battlestandby]

You don't look like the type of trainer that favors defensive types, which is literally the only thing you'll ever use Happiny's evolved forms for. There are millions of dual Grass and Poison Pokemon out there. Roserade is one of the better ones, but against a Lucario it wouldn't stand a chance. A Lucario would easily decimate a Blissey, too.

Need any other reasons?

[mischiefbreeder]

Why're you botherin' to give me advice on this? You don't look like the type who helps others.

[battlestandby]

I just answered your question. Go and make your choice already; you're getting annoying with your indecision.

[mischiefbreeder]

[Gold gives Paul a sour look. He's already detesting the idea of listening to someone with a stick so far up their ass.

So instead, he quickly swipes one of the three balls, careful to conceal his decision from Paul's eyes. The moment he grabs one ball, the other two disappear. He pockets the ball.]

[battlestandby]

[lol SHRUG. Like he cares what this doofus picks.]

Pathetically slow...

[mischiefbreeder]

You talk pretty big for a guy with lilac hair.

[battlestandby]

A guy who wears goggles on his head has no business being this shallow about appearances.

[mischiefbreeder]

I bet you've never even tried wearin' goggles before.

[battlestandby]

What point are you even trying to make?

[mischiefbreeder]

My point is, you talk big, but do you have anything you can back up your words with?

[battlestandby]

If you're challenging me to a battle, I'll oblige.

[mischiefbreeder]

Better be prepared to show me what you're made of then, Lilac. [He pulls a ball out of his pocket, and tosses it up and down.]

[battlestandby]

Hmph. [YOU TALK BIG TOO WHAT A SURPRISE. Okay tossing ball.]

Torterra, stand by for battle!

[giant fuckoff tortoise says hi. For all Paul knows, Goggle Boy could be amazing OR a complete novice of a trainer, so optimally he'll use his best to either give Gold an appropriate battle...or shamelessly smash him into the dirt.]

[mischiefbreeder]

Explotaro, let's give this guy a show, then! [And out comes the flaming badger of doom. Typhlosion says hi right back.]

[battlestandby]

Looks like you're a Johto trainer.

[We just judge every book by its cover, we do!]

[mischiefbreeder]

Most people can tell that without seein' my Pokémon.

[battlestandby]

You're saying you're famous?

[mischiefbreeder]

That's not exactly what I meant, but yeah, I'm pretty famous!

[battlestandby]

So, how many gym badges do you have?

[mischiefbreeder]

A man's skill isn't raised by the number of badges he possesses! [Answer: none]

[battlestandby]

So you're not really into battling, huh.

[mischiefbreeder]

Well, why don't you battle me, and get the answer to that yourself?

[battlestandby]

Fine. Be my guest.

[Still sizing you up, bro! Just isn't much in Paul's style to make a haphazard first strike, especially in the face of TYPE DISADVANTAGE.]