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

[gruntingtsun]

[He'd consider whether he's glad to see you or not (spoilers: he's not) but he's too busy being angry and in pain to care right now. And you know. Yelling. Coherent thoughts aren't exactly a priority.]

-aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH???

[He frantically gestures at the Totodile with his free hand. BOB YOU'RE SO USELESS, JUST DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS YOU IDIOT. HE'S NOT SURE WHY BUT HE HAS A FEELING THIS ENTIRE SITUATION IS ALL YOUR FAULT.

Meanwhile, Sandile finally gets tired of trying to eat his trainer business partner's leg and hobbles up to Bob, eyeing Caterpie rather disinterestedly. Man, for all your talk of wanting to free his kind from human oppression you guys really suck at the not-having-pokémon thing.]

[gruntinglurve]

[Oh Dick, you sure look angry (and in pain). Bob doesn't exactly move right away while letting his Caterpie happily climb around Mt. Bob. Said Caterpie clings onto the front of Bob's robe to stare down at Sandile.

Man these two sure did suck at not keeping Pokémon.

Bob is smiling down at Sandile until it finally clicked. Sandile isn't chewing on Dick right now. It's a whole different Pokémon.

..OH NO]

DICK! I'LL SAVE YOU!

[He's running over to grab Totodile by it's sides.]

Come on little guy! Dick's not that tasty! I've got some berries, those are much tastier than Dick's hand! Who knows how long ago he washed those gloves of his?!

[...the nicest partner everyone.]

[gruntingtsun]

[... It's so easy to forget how aggravating Bob can be when you're not hanging out with him. Bob, have you ever considered NOT showing your face ever again?
(they are clearly the best partners)
Dick manages to get out a few coherent words in between two bouts of muffled screams and trying not to tear up because he is a Manly Man.]

FGNHRFF-! MY NAME IS NOT DICK!!!

[Ah yes. Priorities.

Totodile status: still chewing on Dick Richard's arm... but its eyes are set on Bob. Berries, you say? Berries aren't as satisfying as trying to eat the angry shouty human, but they do sound delicious... this glove kinda tastes like dead Stunky to be perfectly honest.
Sandile status: mentally popcorning at all this.]

[gruntinglurve]

Not now Richard!

[Wait did he just say Richard just now?]

I'm trying to get this... ...this not Sandile off!!!

[Trying to gently, reaaaally gently tug Totodile away. ...he could just be using a Pokéball but THAT WOULD MAKE SO MUCH SENSE and Team Plasma is against that gosh.]

Come on, what kind of berry would you like? I found a Pecha berry! Do you like sweets? It's really nice and chewy and tasty!

[gruntingtsun]

[Did you just call him Richard- wait no change of priorities DID YOU JUST TELL HIM OFF
YOU MAKE HIM SO MAD, BOB. EVEN WHEN YOU'RE DOING THINGS RIGHT. -uh, not that you're doing things right. Because you never do.

He opens his mouth to say something, but that's when Totodile finally decides it has had enough and lets go of his arm! ... So instead of what was undoubtedly going to be a clever, snappy retort, you get a pained grunt. In all the meanings of "grunt". Dick's just going to clutch his bleeding arm and lie down for a sec here, don't mind him (weenie). That's not tears in his eyes, you just kicked up some dust when you arrived! Bob, you're such a jerk!

Meanwhile, the tiny blue gator is just going to try to climb on Bob and look through his things for the promised berry. You'd never think it was trying to bite Dick's arm off just a few seconds ago, looking at how adorable it's being.
Sandile also gets closer because hey Bob don't be rude, if you're gonna give food to someone you gotta give food to everyone. He's sure the bugs agree too. C'mon Bob.]

[gruntinglurve]

[-!! HE LET GO OH SWEET AROMATHERAPY-!

Although Bob can't help but giggle girlishly laugh as Totodile begins tries to climb him. Aww, that's so cute and it kind of tickles.]

Aw, aren't you a good little...

[....what is it anyway?]

Sandile, did you want a Pecha Berry too? Well here you two go! I picked lots over at this one tree-

[He's babbling about the berries while pulling it out of ......some place. His pockets? Does he even have pockets? Well he does now. Magical ones. He's carefully setting them onto the ground. His bugs can happily munch one them too!

It'll be a gator-bug gathering daaaaaw

...

Oh right. Forgot about Richard Dick because of adorable Pokémon.]

Aah! Dick! Dick are you alright?! Are you hurt? Are you bleeding? Where do I take humans to when their hurt?!

[gruntingtsun]

[Right, ignore him to play with the Pokémon. It'd have been different if those Pokémon were in danger, but you're totally not hurting his feelings here. Nope.
Worst partner 0/10 would not recommend. He's too busy grumbling to recommend anything anyway.]

Stupid-ass Totodile and her stupid-ass jaw-

[Wait what do you mean "her"
Dick, how do you even TELL stuff like that

... Bob.]

For the last time, it's Richard! R-I-C-H-A-R-D! [HARUMPH] Just how stupid can you get?!

[He won't even answer that part about where you take hurt humans because he doesn't want to go where you take hurt humans, even though his arm (that he's still clutching, a bit red in the face from pain) is still throbbing and full of puncture wounds.
Dick, can you really afford to hate doctors when you keep being assaulted by roughly 99% of known life forms and have the pain tolerance of a preschooler]

[gruntinglurve]

I'm sorry!

[He's blubbering as Rich- I mean, Dick? Yeah let's go with Dick yells at him. He winces at the sight of that injury. Oh my good that looks so awful, and gross. Time to dig through his pockets for anything else, but really all he's managed to stuff in there are more berries he found earlier while walking around clueless.

Time for Bob to stare at his outfit for a moment before deciding to yank at it's hem.]

Hold on-! I got this one Dick!!! HNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGHHH-!

[RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP]

Ah shoot! I ripped off too much, oh no-! OH WAIT, that's what I was trying to do!!

[OK, OK TIME TO DO THIS.]

Here let me just- ....can you take off your glove? I can just wrap this around and- that's a lot of blood, oh godohgodOHGOD-

SORRY FOR THE DELAY CRI

[gruntingtsun]

[Richard Dick is looking at Bob with such disbelief right now. Like. Wow. How are you a real person who exists. answer: he isn't
Now he's clutching his arm even harder and purposely keeping it away from his fellow grunt's hands- like hell he's letting Bob take care of his injuries, the guy couldn't even find his own bum if he had a map (or so he thinks).

He has so much faith in you Bob. Not.]

How is that any less gross than my gloves?! I'm going to die of infection and it's gonna be all your fault!!!

[Sheesh, overdramatic much? No need to bark at poor Bob. It doesn't look like the Totodile hit a major blood vessel or anything anyway, y'all need to take a chill pill.]

NO WORRIES FOR I AM LATE TOO /rips shirt off

[gruntinglurve]

B-but Dick!!!

[sob sob, how could he be so MEAN? He was only trying to help! He's seen enough episodes of that one medical show with that one doctor! You know! The one with the cane!]

What if you bleed all over and then DIE?! How are you going to help Team Plasma then?! HOW?!! You can't come back to us as a Ghost Pokémon!! We're not hiring!

/ALSO RIPS SHIRT OFF

[gruntingtsun]

[He's not mean, he's just the only one here with common sense! ... well ok, he IS mean. But the point still stands. It stands on very tiny, shaky legs.]

If I came back as a Ghost Pokémon I wouldn't want anything to do with you anyway! You're useles- OW!!!

[Guess who was tired of Dick being a whiny bag of Palkias? That's right, Totodile! No biting this time though, just a tackle. She fully plan on sticking around because she doesn't really have anything better to do and she does kinda like Dick's spunk oh god that sounds horribly wrong, but it doesn't mean she'll let her new trainer harass Bob. Bob's nice! He gave her food!]

/AGGRESSIVELY TAGS BACK!!!

[gruntinglurve]

[It's around that time Caterpie will decide to join in, but turns out to be harmless in comparison. Instead it sorta just. Starts climbing up Dick's leg.]

O-oh no Dick, are you okay? Do you need a tissue instead? I've also have tissues!

[Fretting and sobbing PICK ONE BOB, really.]