EllenCeladon
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((OCC: I hope I can help, I want to make this RP successful.))
Taking a deep breath, Ellen took her first steps onto Route 1 cautiously, as if the very earth of the path beneath her sneakers might swallow her up at any moment. Othello was tense too, Ellen could feel it, she had to be strong for her Pokemon. Straightening her back and setting her shoulders she strode onto the rout fully as a fashion model might. “Lets see, whats around here.”
She searched around and found a few of the Pidgey from her Aunt's garden, or at least she assumed they must be from the way they ignored her approach. She popped Othello off her shoulder and nudged him forward, telling him to challenge the little birds to a duel. Mimicking Ellen's earlier posture Othello approached a Pidgey and demanded a match. To his chagrin the tiny bird simply kept pecking at the ground ignoring the turtle. Othello looked back at Ellen with a worried face. “Use Water Gun, ya know, to get her attention?” Ellen offered.
Commitment to the match reaffirmed, Othello turned back to the other Pokemon and fired a water gun blast over its head. The reaction was instantaneous, the once passive Pidgey was on the defensive. Flapping its little wings for all it was worth it fired a Gust right at Othello, who panicked and withdrew into his shell before the powerful wind sent him flying into Ellen's chest. “Othello! I need you!” Ellen cried as the tiny bird Pokemon dove at her in a full tackle attack.
Poking only his head out, the tiny turtle fired a powerful water gun blast directly at the diving Pidgey, knocking it out of the air and onto the dusty ground. Dazed the bird stumbled and flapped its soaked wings trying to regain altitude. Not missing a beat Othello leaps from Ellen's arms and tackled the Pidgey, knocking it out fully. “Wow, you've got a pretty powerful Water Gun there Othello.” Ellen mused as they continued on.
A few more hard won battle later they saw the end of the route in the distance, as the sun set Ellen noticed a shift in what sorts of Pokemon were around them, and a definite increase in how many Pokemon she noticed. Nocturnal Pokemon it seemed were a bit more adventurous, as a Hoothoot landed right on top of Ellen's back pack and began pecking at her berry pouch. “Shoo! You little glutton!” She shrieked pulling the pack off and shoving the little ball of eyeballs away from her bag. Not to be deterred the tiny owl Pokemon growled and flapped back at Ellen, knocking her over. “Othello! Water gun!” Ellen shouted, pointing at the Hoothoot.
With a mighty torrent of water the owl Pokemon was sent reeling away yet again, only to fly right into Ellen as she regained her footing. Shrieking in disgust Ellen swatted at the little pest, throwing it back towards Othello who tackled it to the ground. Breathing heavily the Hoothoot stood once more, hopping back and forth in place before finally falling over, knocked out. Ellen stared at the fallen pest and considered the tiny owls persistence and nerve. “What do you think Othello? Would he make a good team mate?”
Othello nodded and gave Ellen a thumbs up before tottering back over to her. Ellen fished through the stock of Pokeballs her father had sent her, looking for one that seemed appropriate, and settled on a Dusk Ball. Crossing her fingers she tossed the ball at the Hoothoot and watched in amazement as it energized and flew into the Dusk Ball. Crossing her fingers she watched as the ball tottered back and forth three times before dinging and going still. Bending down she picked up the Dusk Ball and held it in her hands. “We just caught our first team-mate Othello. We are making such a good start on this journey.” She said leaning down to let Othello onto her shoulder. “You are getting stronger and stronger, and now you have a team mate we can call on. I think this was an excellent first day.” She said with a smile as she clicked Hoothoot's Ball onto her belt. “I think we'll call him Archimedes.” She said thoughtfully as they exited the route and headed to the Viridian city Poke-center.
Taking a deep breath, Ellen took her first steps onto Route 1 cautiously, as if the very earth of the path beneath her sneakers might swallow her up at any moment. Othello was tense too, Ellen could feel it, she had to be strong for her Pokemon. Straightening her back and setting her shoulders she strode onto the rout fully as a fashion model might. “Lets see, whats around here.”
She searched around and found a few of the Pidgey from her Aunt's garden, or at least she assumed they must be from the way they ignored her approach. She popped Othello off her shoulder and nudged him forward, telling him to challenge the little birds to a duel. Mimicking Ellen's earlier posture Othello approached a Pidgey and demanded a match. To his chagrin the tiny bird simply kept pecking at the ground ignoring the turtle. Othello looked back at Ellen with a worried face. “Use Water Gun, ya know, to get her attention?” Ellen offered.
Commitment to the match reaffirmed, Othello turned back to the other Pokemon and fired a water gun blast over its head. The reaction was instantaneous, the once passive Pidgey was on the defensive. Flapping its little wings for all it was worth it fired a Gust right at Othello, who panicked and withdrew into his shell before the powerful wind sent him flying into Ellen's chest. “Othello! I need you!” Ellen cried as the tiny bird Pokemon dove at her in a full tackle attack.
Poking only his head out, the tiny turtle fired a powerful water gun blast directly at the diving Pidgey, knocking it out of the air and onto the dusty ground. Dazed the bird stumbled and flapped its soaked wings trying to regain altitude. Not missing a beat Othello leaps from Ellen's arms and tackled the Pidgey, knocking it out fully. “Wow, you've got a pretty powerful Water Gun there Othello.” Ellen mused as they continued on.
A few more hard won battle later they saw the end of the route in the distance, as the sun set Ellen noticed a shift in what sorts of Pokemon were around them, and a definite increase in how many Pokemon she noticed. Nocturnal Pokemon it seemed were a bit more adventurous, as a Hoothoot landed right on top of Ellen's back pack and began pecking at her berry pouch. “Shoo! You little glutton!” She shrieked pulling the pack off and shoving the little ball of eyeballs away from her bag. Not to be deterred the tiny owl Pokemon growled and flapped back at Ellen, knocking her over. “Othello! Water gun!” Ellen shouted, pointing at the Hoothoot.
With a mighty torrent of water the owl Pokemon was sent reeling away yet again, only to fly right into Ellen as she regained her footing. Shrieking in disgust Ellen swatted at the little pest, throwing it back towards Othello who tackled it to the ground. Breathing heavily the Hoothoot stood once more, hopping back and forth in place before finally falling over, knocked out. Ellen stared at the fallen pest and considered the tiny owls persistence and nerve. “What do you think Othello? Would he make a good team mate?”
Othello nodded and gave Ellen a thumbs up before tottering back over to her. Ellen fished through the stock of Pokeballs her father had sent her, looking for one that seemed appropriate, and settled on a Dusk Ball. Crossing her fingers she tossed the ball at the Hoothoot and watched in amazement as it energized and flew into the Dusk Ball. Crossing her fingers she watched as the ball tottered back and forth three times before dinging and going still. Bending down she picked up the Dusk Ball and held it in her hands. “We just caught our first team-mate Othello. We are making such a good start on this journey.” She said leaning down to let Othello onto her shoulder. “You are getting stronger and stronger, and now you have a team mate we can call on. I think this was an excellent first day.” She said with a smile as she clicked Hoothoot's Ball onto her belt. “I think we'll call him Archimedes.” She said thoughtfully as they exited the route and headed to the Viridian city Poke-center.
