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thebastion2014-05-24 01:27 pm
chosenbylife) wrote in thebastion2014-05-24 01:27 pm
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Day 191 | A boy, a dog, and a goat walk into a...
Who: Calem and YOU!
Open: Like a BOOK
When: Day 191!
Where: Near the entrance to Bastion
Format: Initial post is prose but if you'd prefer brackets I'll follow format!
What: After making his way to Bastion from the Skyway, Calem and his Pokemon try and make sense of things
Calem had NO idea what was going on. Waking up in some strange place with no memory of how he got there... well it wasn't what one would call normal by any means. Especially when said strange place seemed to involve a whole lot of small islands irrationally floating about. His first concern was his pokemon however, and he immediately let his Lucario out of his ball. Much to his relief his trusted friend was alright and seemed to confirm that there was nothing wrong with his other pokemon's auras either. There was a light in the distance, though it wasn't TOO far. Without any better ideas he decided to make his way there in hopes it was some kind of civilization.
So some time later a tall young man rides through the entrance of Bastion on what appears to be a very large leafy goat, with a bipedal blue dog sitting behind him. Because Calem COULD have walked yes but all those floating islands just seamed really unsafe. The smart choice was to let his Gogoat take the lead. He was already skilled at traversing dangerous terrain, hopping from rock to rock, AND getting over those small ledges that were the bane of every trainer. It was really much safer this way. Plus even in circumstances like this he liked arriving to new places in style. And riding in atop a freshly pruned Gogoat with a colorful brand new saddle was just about as classy as you could get.
Though there WERE other concerning things to think about of course. He caught glimpses of unfamiliar creatures on his way here and was busy looking through his pokedex as Gogoat plodded onward. He couldn't find any entries that looked like what he'd seen though. With a sigh he closed the holographic device and scanned the area for someone with some answers.
"Pardon me!" he called out to someone passing by, sliding off his mount in the process (it was only polite), though Lucario remained seated up there, "Could you tell me where the nearest pokemon center is? Or... at least where I am?"
Honestly Calem was hoping for 'Dream'. Floating Islands couldn't be normal... as fascinating as they were.
Later on in the day he might be found wandering around Bastion, trying to get a feel of the lay of the town and come to terms with things, his Lucario marching loyally beside him. The observant might even notice the unusual looking key ring that was hooked onto Calem's bag. A key ring that seemed to have a mind of her own as she jingled energetically any anyone who passed by.
Open: Like a BOOK
When: Day 191!
Where: Near the entrance to Bastion
Format: Initial post is prose but if you'd prefer brackets I'll follow format!
What: After making his way to Bastion from the Skyway, Calem and his Pokemon try and make sense of things
Calem had NO idea what was going on. Waking up in some strange place with no memory of how he got there... well it wasn't what one would call normal by any means. Especially when said strange place seemed to involve a whole lot of small islands irrationally floating about. His first concern was his pokemon however, and he immediately let his Lucario out of his ball. Much to his relief his trusted friend was alright and seemed to confirm that there was nothing wrong with his other pokemon's auras either. There was a light in the distance, though it wasn't TOO far. Without any better ideas he decided to make his way there in hopes it was some kind of civilization.
So some time later a tall young man rides through the entrance of Bastion on what appears to be a very large leafy goat, with a bipedal blue dog sitting behind him. Because Calem COULD have walked yes but all those floating islands just seamed really unsafe. The smart choice was to let his Gogoat take the lead. He was already skilled at traversing dangerous terrain, hopping from rock to rock, AND getting over those small ledges that were the bane of every trainer. It was really much safer this way. Plus even in circumstances like this he liked arriving to new places in style. And riding in atop a freshly pruned Gogoat with a colorful brand new saddle was just about as classy as you could get.
Though there WERE other concerning things to think about of course. He caught glimpses of unfamiliar creatures on his way here and was busy looking through his pokedex as Gogoat plodded onward. He couldn't find any entries that looked like what he'd seen though. With a sigh he closed the holographic device and scanned the area for someone with some answers.
"Pardon me!" he called out to someone passing by, sliding off his mount in the process (it was only polite), though Lucario remained seated up there, "Could you tell me where the nearest pokemon center is? Or... at least where I am?"
Honestly Calem was hoping for 'Dream'. Floating Islands couldn't be normal... as fascinating as they were.
Later on in the day he might be found wandering around Bastion, trying to get a feel of the lay of the town and come to terms with things, his Lucario marching loyally beside him. The observant might even notice the unusual looking key ring that was hooked onto Calem's bag. A key ring that seemed to have a mind of her own as she jingled energetically any anyone who passed by.
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He doesn't want to lose anyone else from here.
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"Lucario! Remember the time I fell and sprained my ankle after doing that backflip off that ledge on my skates?" while Calem laughed, you didn't have to be N to figure out that Lucario would have rather not remembered that little bit at all, "He had to half drag my back to the nearest town."
And yet he still doesn't wear a helmet.
"After I recovered I went back there and did a perfect backflip off it. I wrote 'Conquered by Calem!' with a magic marker on a rock next to it..." he sighs a little and his smile faded a bit, "I guess that ledge is gone now too..."
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