Hi everyone! welcome to my story, as I diverge away from my typical scene and try something I have been meaning to do for a few years. I'm really excited to do this and see how far I can go, alongside some of your characters of course!
A bit more detail about the story: My character, alongside yours, will obviously have their own goals as a trainer, or maybe they want to be contest winners primarily, or are just focused on learning about Pokémon. In the application (which is on my profile page) I give you guys the option to put what your character wants to do on their time in the story, whether it be for a chapter or for the majority of the plot. This is going to take place in the Kanto region, because who doesn't love Kanto? That being said, though, characters are free to have Pokémon from any region (even though I'm the least familiar with Alola)! Depending on the Pokémon you have will determine where your character will be placed in terms of storyline (so the stronger your Pokémon the later you will arrive OR I will have you catch that [or those] particular Pokémon throughout the series if I really want/need your character earlier).
Just a final note: I am currently a full-time college student, and I really set myself up for a load of work as a double major with a minor because I suck, so please please don't give on this story until I say to (haha). If you check out the only other active story I am currently working on, you'll see I update that typically every other month, though even that is inconsistent. At the moment I'm on summer break and wanted to start something new.
So here's an introduction to the story, and if you have any questions, please feel free to leave a review or PM me! And speaking of, if you do send in a character, please do that by PM only. Thanks so much!
The mornings were never a problem. They were probably her favorite time of day. More-so, the issue was getting out of bed to do anything and everything. Her alarm was the most annoying, plain alarm sound in the entire world. Or at least for the residents of Pallet Town, since the sound stretched on and on for several minutes until a hand slapped the alarm off, before reverting back into it's position underneath thick blankets. And then the alarm would go off again, and a hand would come up and slap it off. This pattern would continue for up to fifteen minutes before the girl clicked the alarm off the right way and began her morning routine.
Today was a little bit different.
When the alarm went off today, the girl immediately turned it off correctly, and shot out of bed. Speeding into her bathroom, she kicked the door shut and immediately sat on the toilet to pee. Afterwards, she flushed it and stood at her sink. Directly across from her was a medicine cabinet, with a mirror attached on the front.
She looked at herself for awhile. There was drool dried up on her caramel-skin, thin lips in a straight line. Light brown eyes glanced at her dyed-honey blonde hair, which was always messier in the morning and fell just beneath her shoulders. Standing on the shorter side, about 5'3, her developing hourglass figure could be seen with the dark-colored tank top she wore with grey sweatpants. The teenager made a face at herself and tried to wipe the drool off, before she realized it was dried. So, she grabbed her washcloth and wet it. Scrubbing at her face, she directed a lot of her attention to the bottom half of her face. When she finished, she opened the cabinet and grabbed her toothbrush and toothpaste and brushed her teeth at all angles, including her tongue. Afterwards, she rinsed her mouth and threw the toothbrush in the trash bin located a few feet away. She kept the toothpaste in her hand.
"Okay," The girl spoke breathlessly, staring at herself again in the mirror. "Today is the day. No need to freak." She told herself, beginning to smile. "Moe, you're gonna become a Pokémon trainer today. Not just any trainer, but the best one in Kanto." The girl paused. "Hell, you're gonna be the best in the world. Get ready."
Moe loved the color blue. Glittery, ocean blue was her favorite type. There was something really calming about it, plus she loved the beach, and water, and swimming. Really, a lot of things that included the color blue she was a fan. So when she moved into this home, she made sure her bedroom was painted blue. It was located on the second floor, and the walls looked fresh, like it was recently painted. There were a few Pokémon plushies scattered around the bedroom on shelves, and the window was open, allowing the sea-foam-colored curtains to sway with the incoming air. Across from the window was Moe's bed, now made up and looking like no one actually ever slept there. The owner of the room was crouching on the floor in front of a black backpack, stuffing a few more items into it. Finally, she zipped it shut and stood up straight, placing her hands on her waist. Unlike earlier, she was no longer wearing pajamas but now more casual clothing. A plain grey sweater and black joggers with white tennis sneakers. Tied tightly around her waist was a red flannel. Propped on her head were sunglasses, but her messy hair made them hard to see at first.
She sighed, looking at the backpack, before grabbing one strap and throwing it around so it landed on her back, slipping her arm on one side and the other arm in when the bag landed on her bag. The faux-blonde stared at her room with a lopsided frown; her eyes didn't depict any indication she would miss the room. Then, she walked out and shut the door.
Speeding down the stairs, the teen walked into her living room, and took a quick glance at the generic furniture before turning into the kitchen. There were an ensemble of fruit laid out on the counter with a note attached to it. Moe picked up the note and began to read it aloud.
"Dear Moe. Today is the big day. Have lots of fun, make friends, and don't do anything I wouldn't do. You can always come back home if you need to. Mom." She read over the note and breathed heavily through her nose, before she folded it and stuffed it in her pocket. She smiled a bit more at the fruit on the table, since they were all her favorites. Deciding on a green, apple, she picked it up and washed it off at the sink before taking a bite.
Moe leaned on the counter, continuing to eat the apple. She didn't have too many thoughts lapping around her head, though she did wish her mom was home to see her off. There was nothing she could do about that though. Quickly finishing the apple, Moe threw it out before grabbing the keys off of the island counter and opening the refrigerator, picking up her reusable bottle of water.
After she shut the fridge door, Moe stared at a single picture on the fridge of an older woman and a Pokémon, a beautiful Ninetales.
Finally, she turned around and stared, quietly, at the silence of the kitchen. Then, she turned around and walked out the front door.
Hi all! Hopefully this introduction gave you a good insight on my writing style and if you would be interested in sending a character in. Again, the application is on my homepage and if you have any questions feel free to ask! This is an extremely short chapter, but it is only the beginning. The more that happens, the longer the chapters will be. I plan on having then around 5k each, which is dope and consistent with my other active story.
Finally, my main character is about sixteen (yes, I'm altering the age Pokémon trainers begin their journey. I don't feel like writing about a bunch of ten-year-olds running around haha) so if you make an application, have your character around that same age-range.
Anyways, see you all soon!