Sora: So you're finally going to do it, Ruthie?
Yeah. I'm finally going to do it.
Sora: May I dance a happy jig?
...Sure...Just as soon as I "fiddle about" with this little intro for you. 'Cause you know, I can't just drop them right in the story. It has to have a plot...or at least, and explanation.
Sora: Por que?
Porque there are a few things that I must clear out for them. Um, clear up. Yeah. Prepositions are totally my friends.
Sora: (Monty Python and the Holy Grail crowd voice) Get on with it!! YEAH!!
XP Oh, chill out, will ya?
Notes for the Story
The Sora in this story is not the Sora from Kingdom Hearts. For starters, she's a girl. Secondly, she belongs to the Pokémon universe. And me. Mostly to me. Actually, entirely to me.
The name Sora actually came from my Crystal Version. See, I used to have Gold Version, but my older brother stole it and sold it for the money. So I went into his room and stole this shiny new Crystal cartridge in revenge. He had started it up with the name of "Sora" and left it right at the beginning. The character hadn't even left their room. That Sora was a male icon, but Sora as a character developed in my mind as a girl.
The story takes place in Johto.
Take either the game Gold, Silver, or Crystal Version. Look at the map. Now go through the map, only on "foot." See all the rock walls and such? That's basically how the surroundings will look.
Sora will occasionally be referred to as a "Johtogirl." I think you know what this means. If not, I'll have to beat you with my Pikachu plushie. And no one wants that to happen, right? Right. So we're not going to go there.
Sora is basically a twelve-year-old me, as that is when I snitched the Crystal game. Other characters I write fanfiction about may grow up, but Sora will never grow older than fifteen...but you wouldn't know about that yet. XD Nope, nope. Pretty much what I'm trying to say is, there's nothing really wrong with her, aside from the fact that she has massive ADHD problems.
Sora: Do not!
Yes you do. Trust me, I would know. I created you.
Sora: Are you done with your notes, Ruthie?
Eh...prolly. Yeah, I think that about covers it. Let's keep moving, Sora.
