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Post by kira on Aug 7, 2007 17:22:33 GMT -5
Kira was greatly exhilarated that he will start on his journey as a pokemon trainer today. He woke up and got out of his bed. He went about his daily morning routine with some extra excitement. I can not wait until I meet the Professor for my first pokemon. After finishing his routine, Kira went down to the breakfast table. His mother was currently not home and he fixed his own meal. Fortunately, Kira is a master chef because at a young age he was forced to learn how to take care of himself. His mother has always been taking long business trips to a place called ¡§Shanghai¡¨. With much excitement rushing through his veins, he quickly fixed up an omelet. He put down the plate on the table and started savoring his splendid creation. However, there was still one problem that plagued his mind. He had been obsessed with this question for several sleepless nights. Which starter pokemon should I choose? He pondered this conundrum as he ate his breakfast absentmindedly.
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Post by kira on Aug 14, 2007 17:37:26 GMT -5
Kira ran up the monumental, grassy slope. When he reached the top, he was gasping for air. At last he saw the site that would pave a grand road to his future: a dirty building that resembled a brothel. This building was indeed not a brothel, but Professor Oak's laboratory. He opened the door by turning the greasy knob and entered the laboratory. As he entered, he caught sight of the professor. He had on soiled clothing and a lit cigar in his mouth. [glow=red,2,300]Hello, Ash! Ready to get some poke'mon.[/glow] The professor had obviously mistaken Kira for someone else. Kira gave him a soft grin. Uh...Hello! My name is Kira. Professor Oak looked at him indifferently and signaled Kira to follow him. [glow=red,2,300]Whatever, just come get your poke'mon and get out of my house.[/glow] Kira followed the old man to a room with five poke balls clumsily set on a table. [glow=red,2,300]Now...which one ya want?[/glow] What are the choices? Professor Oak looked very annoyed as he inhaled his giant cigar as if to seek refuge. [glow=red,2,300]Okay...ya got one that shoots water, a lap dog, a mouse that uses electricity, and a dinosuar with a flower on its back. Oh and ya have Charmander.[/glow] I will take Charmander.
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