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Post by Rory Temple on Apr 25, 2011 11:14:03 GMT -5
Rory walked calmly towards the door of the Laboratory. He'd been wandering around for a half hour before asking another student for directions. He knew this was the place where he'd get his very own Pokemon, and despite loving his Teddiursa back home, it wasn't his first choice. His parents had bought him a bunch of books before he left, and after looking through them all at least twice, he decided he wanted to get a Cyndaquil. I mean, come on, they're so cute, you just wanna pick them up and snuggle them! He wouldn't mind if he got something else, but he'd be happier with a Cyndaquil.
He took a deep breath before slowly reaching up to knock on the door. 'Wait,' a voice in his head said, just before his hand reached the door. 'It's not too late to turn around and go home. No, I've gotta do this. I can't go back. This will be good for me.' he thought dismissively before knocking on the door. He pushed it open and stepped inside, letting the door swing back shut behind him. He took a couple more steps into the room and had a quick look around. "Hello?" he said, wondering if the person who'd give him the test was hiding and going to jump out at him. "I'm here for a test." he said a little bit louder, slightly anxious for what could come.
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Post by Tao on Apr 25, 2011 18:52:24 GMT -5
"An examinee huh? Well, I am bored. Might as well see a reaction." Tao thought to himself as he flipped over a few papers and re fixed his rib cage motif suit, loosened the tie a bit and parted his hair a bit. Having your vision blocked by silver hair wasn't always cool, despite popular belief.
- Time for Douche Bag I wanna act like Yin mode. -
'Sadly, I don't have a transformation sequence for that.'
Tao commented as he walked up towards a drawer, getting a black belt and a pokeball that had Weedle in it.
"Were you raised by wild pokemon?!"
Tao tried to imitate what and how Yin would have said something demeaning to a new student, possibly scarring the little kid.
"You fail. Black Dorm, here's a Weedle for your shitty effort."
Tao just chucked the pokeball at the kids face before turning around and flipping open his pocket book while heading towards a chair at the corner of the Lab.
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Post by Rory Temple on Apr 25, 2011 19:15:04 GMT -5
Rory's expression gave a small smile as his instructor came into view. The man's attire was intricate, and a little stunning to the young boy. He wasn't bad looking either. 'My day's looking up already. I hope all the teachers are this attractive.' he thought, before his day was shattered as the man began to yell at him.
He flinched and stepped back slightly, scared that if the first teacher you meet on this island would yell his head off, what would the rest of them do to him? "I-I'm s-sorry!" he said quickly, shutting his eyes tight and praying this place had gotten rid of the cane.
His heart plummeted as he was told he'd failed. Rory didn't mind being in the Black Dorm, or having Weedle as his first very own Pokemon, but to be failed without a fair shot just didn't seem fair, but thinking again, he had probably done something to anger the man, like not waiting to be called in before entering the room, or something like that.
As the Pokeball flew towards his face, he did nothing but stand there, shut his eyes tight and turn his head slightly, allowing the orb to hit him hard in the cheek. He immediately moved his hand up to hold it, and tried to rub away the stinging sensation as he knelt to pick up the ball.
A few tears of pain started to roll down his face before he turned and walked out of the room, muttering another apology as he left, before deteriorating into full blown sobs as the door shut, and making a dash down the hall in the hopes that he wouldn't be caught crying. For all Rory knew, he might get into even more trouble for crying.
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