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[L Lawliet] Nuzlocke LeafGreen
Topic Started: Feb 23 2012, 11:53 PM (170 Views)
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Trainer Name: Alastor

Party:
Dante (Charmander, Male, Lv. 12. Moveset: Scratch, Growl, Ember. Hardy nature.)
Nazrin (Rattata, Female, Lv. 3. Moveset: Tackle, Tail Whip. Relaxed nature.)
Asshole (Pidgey, Female, Lv. 3. Moveset: Tackle. Quiet nature.)
Sentinel (Kakuna, Male, Lv. 5. Moveset: Harden. Naive nature.)

Current Location: Route 2, just outside of Pewter City.

Journal Entry #1:

Today was one hell of a day.

I was playing some SNES at my house (Megaman X, you shall be defeated, one day!), when I decided to take a little walk. After all, I'd been in the house all day; a nice bit of fresh air would do me well.

I left the house, and went towards the tall grass right outside of town. Always nice to take a stroll through the soft grass.

Then the old man showed up.

Lemme explain: there's this coot who lives in town, calls himself the Pokemon Professor (worst supervillain name ever, if you ask me). He's always walking around town, blabbing about the glory and greatness of Pokemon. He also apparently thinks I can't go into the tall grass without an adult. Says dangerous Pokemon live there. I can handle a freaking Pidgey, old man.

Anyway, he asked me to come to his lab, and against my better judgement, I went. I saw a few people in lab coats there-interns, grad students, I don't know-and looked straight ahead.

That's when I saw him.

Joe Oak. The smug jerk who tormented me my entire life, just because my name wasn't "normal" enough. The hell was he doing here?

The Prof. decided to cut to the chase and directed our attention to the Pokeballs on the table. Didn't notice them before. He told us to go ahead and pick one of them. Once we picked, it'd be ours, no questions asked.

Right. No. Questions. Asked.

I decided to take a look at each of them. One called Squirtle seemed good, but, it was a turtle. I had one when I was five. Pass.

Next, there was a Bulbasaur. I couldn't make heads or tails of it. Was it a frog, a flower thing? ...is that flower a parasite? Good god, too much conspiracy surrounding this one. Next.

I picked up the last one. The Prof. said it was a Charmander, something about patience. Something about it clicked with me. It looked like it was raring to go, ready to kick ass and take names.

It just needed a good name...

Meh, Dante'll do.

Right after I chose my Pokemon, Joe did the same. And chose one to directly counter mine. Then he demanded that Dante fight his Squirtle. He wanted our pets to fight.

Jackass.

I let Dante out of the ball, and the battle began.

The Squirtle kept using Tail Whip, while Dante pummeled and pummeled him. Finally, after using Tail Whip for the third time, the thing attacked...and missed by a long shot. With one more scratch, it was down. Joe called it back, said something about not letting his sister give me a map and smelling him, and ran off.

The Prof. blabbered on about seeing the world, and I got the hell out of there. With a quick stop at my place to say bye to mom, and to Joe's place to get a map from his sister (Jasmine, nice girl), I went out into the grass. Lo and behold, as soon as I step into the grass, what do I find? A small, purple and white rat. The Pokedex calls it Rattata.

Original.

I decided to give it a random name I saw once in a book: Nazrin. With that, it joined the gang.

I went into Viridian City, and was immediately accosted by a guy who thought I didn't know how to catch Pokemon. Even though I wasn't even having trouble. And I just caught one. He gave me a TV though, so that was good.

As soon as I stepped into the grass outside of Viridian, I ran into something that made my blood boil.

A Pidgey.

A Pidgey that looked just like the one that used to snatch up my lunch when I ate outside.
A Pidgey that looked just like the one that roosted on my head and nearly ripped out my hair in third grade.
A FUCKING PIDGEY.

Nazrin got it low on health, and I trapped it in a Pokeball. Who's chirping now, ya fucking featherbrain?! WHO'S CHIRPING NOW?!

...anywho.

I went past that and right into Viridian Forest. As soon as I stepped into the grass-are you seeing a pattern here? I am.-another Pokemon attacked.

Well, not so much attacked as much as, well, sit there. Defenseless. In an orange cocoon.

I really shouldn't have. I mean, it seemed like it was too easy.

It was.

With a new ally in my pocket-I decided to call him Sentinel, as he looked like he could be a good lookout-I fought a few people in the forest. They had a bit of a theme-they all wore straw hats, tank tops, and shorts. Either the forest was really hot, or they really enjoyed One Piece.

I made it out of the forest, my Pokemon a few levels higher. After healing up at the Pewter City Pokemon Center, I headed to the nearest exit to continue my journey.

Then, some asshole dragged me to the local gym saying "Brock" was looking for some new challengers. Oh, joy...

End Entry 1.

Entry 2:

So, I took a quick look inside the "gym" and saw three people: One with glasses up at the front, some kinda boy/eagle/sailor scout on the side, and a spiky-haired guy in the way back, his arms crossed. I asked the glasses guy about what this place was, he told me some crap about me becoming a Pokemon master. Tempting idea, but that still didn't explain anything. I pressed him further and he told me that I get some kinda badge if I do a battle against the leader, the spiky-haired guy. Get 8 and I can face some kinda big super friends group. Huh.

I decided I'd give it a shot, but I wanted to make sure all my 'mon were ready to go. I went in and out of the forest, into the tall grass on each side, training, making sure I sent every Pidgey I found into a coma.

Then, after a random battle, Sentinel started to shake. He began to break apart into pieces. I started freaking out-"HOLY CRAP, MY KAKUNA'S SPONTANEOUSLY COMBUSTING!"-when a bright flash of light engulfed it. When the light faded, in his place was something that looked like a cross between a bee and a mining drill. It loomed over me for a moment before buzzing up to my side and giving me a non-stingy hug. I hadn't felt this much diabetes since I watched Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. It was Sentinel, alright.

After a bit more training,
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