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

Sorry for lack of icons!

[onemoreyear]

[Well, have a girl who looks a lot like Serena - except for those Bunnelby ears, sticking out of her hat. She's already picked up one of the balls - and is grinning at her Torchic. Pressing the button, out comes...



A Furfrou, who lets out a sniff before turning away.]
Hey, wait a second... this doesn't feel like Kalos. Th'air feels... different.
[So she stands, looking concerned, as her Torchic and Furfrou stay near her - the Torchic climbing into her arms, and the Furfrou lets out a huff, before laying down.]

[withtherisingsun]

...Different?

[Dawn walks up from a little ways away, smiling--she certainly hopes she doesn't scare her.]

Isn't all air the same, though? How can it be different?

[onemoreyear]

Not really. You ever been t'a big city, and then to the countryside? It's different. Like... here. It feels a little crisper then Aquacorde.
[You are not making sense, Amalia. But, she gives a grin, anyhow, and a laugh.]
Now - where'd you come from?

[withtherisingsun]

...Wouldn't that be more taste, then? From the way you made it sound, it sounded like the air could've been made of sand paper.

[To the question, Dawn turns around and points to the general vicinity of where she technically came from.]

Over there! I came from over there. ...I don't think this is where I was supposed to go, though. This doesn't look like a part of Sinnoh...