Hola! It's been awhile! I think this story is gonna turn out a bit better than the last...
WARNING: This story goes in an unchronological order... meaning that whatever chapter I feel like writing, I'll write, and it might not be chapter 5, even if it is the fifth part up. Make sense?
Disclaimer: ... no...
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Hello. My name is Yoruko Suzunami.
I'm just your average fifteen-year-old pokemon trainer- maybe a little taller, more blunt, and more stubborn others. I don't really stand out much in a crowd- my hair is an average blackish blue, semi-long, in a ponytail, nothing special; brown eyes; I wear normal, neutral clothing… so yeah, I think you get the picture, except for the tall thing… only I'm not THAT tall… I think…
Well, despite that, I guess I could be considered a better trainer than others… I DID win all eight Sinnoh badges and ALMOST beat the Elite 4… but anyone with a good amount of brains, the attention span of a rock, and the determination of a tree could do that. Oh yeah, did I mention that I'm a bit sarcastic? Well, yippee skippy, you know now.
I should also take the time to mention that I'm a capture addict.
Which; is to say, I am addicted to catching pokemon. No joke. It has to be a real disease or something. But it's probably really new or something; 'cause it's not in any medical journals I've flipped through… actually, that was only one, but you get my point.
Seriously, though, if I see a pokemon that I haven't already caught- or have caught- and happen to have any balls on me, I try desperately to catch it. This often leads me to be dangerously short on materials, money, patience, and time… A LOT. Of course, being stubborn (as I mentioned before) doesn't help, so if it escapes, I'll spend a good chunk of time looking for it. I once spent over two days looking for a stupid Abra that teleported away when I was battling it. Eventually, I had to give up because I ran out of food; especially when I used my own as bait…….
You're going to laugh at me now, aren't you?
Go ahead, laugh. I don't care… much…
When I told my mother about my problem she laughed for at least fifteen minutes over the phone… and then the pay phone hung up by itself… Of course I DID throw it against the machine… accidentally… and all the quarters came out…. At least it paid for my dinner…
I remember the next time I called her back, she answered with: "Of course you are, honey."
That's what everyone says… my friends… Professor Rowan… random people I end up talking to…
…Well, except for the 'honey' part… That'd just be weird…
Did I mention that I'm considered an eccentric? Oh well, I don't know why though…
I guess that belief of people's just shadows out the times when I'm DEAD serious…… And I can tell you, I'm dead serious right now… sorta…
I'm Yoruko Suzunami, and I am a capture addict.
This is my story.