WELCOME TO THE SINNOH REGION, a massive island rich with exploration and Pokemon. Legends say that Sinnoh was the very first Pokemon region to come into being;
and so the nefarious Team Galactic has begun searching for the time and space Pokemon in an effort to destroy and recreate the entire Pokemon Universe. Will you step up, earn your badges,
and fight to defend the world? Or do you believe in Galactic ideals, wishing to follow their efforts in starting anew?
[ 08.15 ] Welcome to Sinnoh! Team Rocket have arrived in Sinnoh and have left a very daunting message here. With the introduction of a new class comes another promo!
Check out the rocket promotion here and stay tuned for many more exciting events!
major news alert!
witness reports from all over the region has been flooding in about strange happenings at the three lakes. what's more perplexing is that these occurrences seem to be happening spontaneously at the lakes. just moments ago, a burst of light erupted at the locations and residents in the vicinity have reported that the lake-side pokemon have turned aggressive and attack on sight.
However, there have been rumours and sightings of the legendary lake trio which has had trainers flocking in from all over the region.
None of this was remotely fun at all. Trudging around in the cold, wrapped up in a big thick brown cape and large fluffy snow boots. Sure, he was pretty wrapped up, but he could barely see a thing through all the snow. Orris thought it would be a good idea to do all this without snow goggles and didn't feel the need to bring any hiking gear. "It's fine." He said, "I just need me and my pokemon." He said. Well now he could see why he needed the right gear.
Orris was currently walking beside a large snowy mountain, the side of it jutting out like a pathway that allowed him to walk around it to reach higher up. On the left of him however was big drop, one wrong move and... Yeah, let's not think about that.
But unfortunately it seemed falling was the least of his concerns. Unknown to the trainer, snow was beginning to fall down from the side of the mountain, not a full blown avalanche but a large enough chunk to-
'WHOOSH'
-Trap him underneath it. His body was hit by a large pile of snow, burying his arms firmly underneath and not allowing him to reach any of his poke balls to help him. The only thing free was his head.
"Agh! Shit! Someone! Help me!"
It was hard to hear anything in this wind, but hopefully his path would cross with someone willing to give him a hand. .
[attr="class","postarea"]"Holy shit. It's fucking cold." Those were the only string of words that made its way through the frost haired male's mind. He didn't know how he got here, he didn't know where he was, he wasn't even sure if he was in the Sinnoh Region anymore. All he knew was he was lost, hella lost. "Just my luck, I take one wrong turn and boom, I'm dancing on the edge of a cliff through a blizzard."
The Rocket Admin wasn't wearing the right clothing for this weather, nor was he really all that equipped to save himself if anything were to happen to him out here. All that he carried on him was his Pokémon, some snacks in his bag, and pack of cigarettes. He considered these items the essentials for his traveling, even though he wasn't really traveling just trying to get to the nearest bakery.
As Augustus traveled besides the cliff he saw a strange mound of snow, strange because it had a head and was shrieking for help. Augustus was about to turn around and leave the strange pile of snow behind, but he'd feel like too much of a dick if he left someone out here to freeze to death.
And so he sent out his Vulpix and began to make his way over with the Fire-Type, who immediately began to free the young man trapped in snow. "Hey man, you look like you could use some help."
Luckily the young man wasn't going to freeze to death tonight, a figure approached along with his tiny vulpix that began to melt away at the snow, loosening it enough to let Orvis wiggle free for himself.
"Thank you so so much!"
Orvis clambered out of the large mind of snow, sliding down before resting a hand on the mountain side next to him. This guy seemed pretty relaxed, it was like the snow and cold didn't bother him one bit.
"I seriously thought I was going to freeze out here. Hey, are you not cold?"
Orvis shook his head, brushing some of the snow off of him before releasing his heatmor. Vulcan instantly began pumping out some hot air from the strange vents on his tail.
"I know this is always an odd thing to say to a stranger but... Mind if I tag along with you while I try to get off this bloody mountain?"
[attr="class","postarea"]Augustus' Vulpix quickly freed the male from the freezing trap and returned back to its Trainer's arms to keep him warm in the harsh snow. Augustus wasn't sure why anyone would be up here, unless they were trainer, you could find a trainer anywhere in this world. Always in the places you least expect them to be too. This one sure was lucky that Augustus found him and wasn't in a bad mood or else he'd have frozen to death. "Yeah, no problem man, but uh what the hell are you doing up here?"
Augustus's Vulpix nuzzled his chest trying it's best to keep the trainer warm. The Rocket grinned a bit as the Trainer asked how the freezing temperatures and snow didn't bother him. "Don't get me wrong, I'm literally dying out here. I fuckin' hate the cold so very much." He glanced at the males Heatmor, thank god he had a fire type too, he wasn't about to offer his Vulpix to some random dude.
Augustus peered off the side of the cliff. "Damn it's gonna be one hell of a walk back down." He frowned slightly, the mere thought of being out in the cold for so long angered him. He turned his head back to the black haired male with a nod.
"Sure thing man, getting off this mountain all alone doesn't seem like it'd be a fun or good idea."And with that he'd begin to travel past Orvis, assuming he'd be following him.
Orvis and Vulcan quickly hurried after the man, Orvis had pretty much pressed himself up against Heatmor who was practically a walking radiator.
“Ah, what am I doing out here? The adventure I guess hahaha!”
That was literally it, there was no reason to come all the way here only to go back again. Orvis had wanted to see this place for a long time and now he was able to do so with his pokemon. Though of course he would’ve been a popsicle by now if this guy hadn’t come to help him.
“Oh! I’m Orvis by the way. A trainer from Veilstone, though I’m sure you’re probably not too interested in my life aha…”
Orvis tightened his grip around the cloak, pulling it closer towards him as they drudged through the thick snow. But he stopped suddenly, he saw movement in the distance, near what he assumes is a tree.
“Hey Vulcan, you see that?”
Heatmor grunted, picking up his walking speed as he headed towards the strange shadows and flashing lights. Orvis followed behind him, not checking to see if the guy was following. As they got closer, Orvis saw two little pokemon huddling together to stay warm. The poor pokemon must have been caught in the blizzard and couldn’t find a way to get out.
“Quick Vulcan! Get close to them and warm them up!”
Hurrying over, Vulcan would lay down beside them, releasing large amounts of hot air which was already melting the nearby snow. Orvis would hurry over, taking off his cape and scooping the two pokemon up before wrapping them up warm.
“We need to find somewhere warm for these two to stay.”
Orvis wasn’t sure how long he had been walking, but he was fucking freezing. He hurt all over, sore arms and legs and his hair was getting all frosty. Heatmor would do his best to pump out that treasured hot air around him but even he was struggling to keep warm.
Though luckily, they had found a place.
It wasn’t much, but it was away from the snow and the cold, a small opening in the side of the mountain that went underground a little bit. Orvis ran over, letting the two pokemon inside before wrapping himself up again.
“Now you two! Don’t you think you need to be more careful next time? You’re lucky you were found!”
Orvis clicked his fingers, signalling for Vulcan to spew out a few hot flames onto the ground, creating a small fire.
“Stay here until the blizzard passes okay? Please be careful!”
And with that, Orvis left the twin electric pokemon in the warmth of a cave.
[attr="class","postarea"]Augustus just sighed towards his answer. "Trainers sure are crazy, but they have heart I'll give 'em that." If the adventure was worth potentially dying for it definitely wasn't for him, Augustus had better things to do than just throw his body at nature and see what happens. Mother Nature and him weren't the closest of friends, he'd learned that hard way.
"Augustus, I'm just a regular guy. You're from Veilstone? That's where I used to live before I left for uh, business reasons."
The Rocket hoped that reply wasn't too ominous or anything, he'd hate to have some kid questioning him about his life and what he did. That'd just start up a chain of lies he'd eventually have to commit to and that just did not sound fun at all. As the two males trudged through the snow, the younger of the two saw some movement from a nearby tree and quickly went over.
"Hey, don't wander too far man, I'm old and cold to keep up." Augustus joked.
Augustus slowly followed after the boy, wondering what he had spotted out in the blizzard. He could only assume the male was keeping an eye out for Pokémon while Augustus was simply making his way down the mountain, not really interested in Pokémon. Not any that would be around these parts anyway. As the Rocket caught up, he'd sigh once more.
"What the actual hell are these guys doing up here? This is quite literally out of their element."
Augustus continued to follow the male around, as he warmed the two Electric types up and lead them to a warmer place. He seemed to be the type to care a lot about Pokémon, that wasn't all too surprising. He was a kid after all, that's all any of them cared about these days, especially the trainers. One day they'll learn life won't always be an adventure, Augustus wasn't gonna lecture this kid about that shit though. It wasn't in his lane to do so.
"Well now that that's taken care of, let's keep going Orvis."
Orvis trudged through the snow and ice, shivering along side the person next to him. It was always fun encountering people on a journey traveling with them through dangers and great sights. It also allowed Orvis to learn more about people and their bond with pokemon. Though one thing had always troubled him, why should pokemon have to fight? Do they want to? Are they willingly fighting or are they just being made to?
Those questions were something Orvis thought about regularly. But he’d have to push those aside for now. Two pokemon, a jynx and a snorunt came bounding over. They were clearly friends or something, they seemed to work together as they came in to attack.
"Looks like this journey won't be so easy after all."
The snorunt dived in towards Heatmor with a headbutt before chomping down with ice fang. Though this was perfect for Orvis, now that it was in close range of course.
“Vulcan, use incinerate! Double it up!”
It was always a a dangerous move, flames spewing everywhere from every direction, enveloping the snorunt before a pokeball was tossed from Orvis’ hands. A new addition to the team which he felt would be a lovely new friend.
Vulcan was hit by headbutt ! Vulcan was hit by ice fang ! It wasn't very effective... Vulcan used incinerate ! It's super effective !! Vulcan used incinerate ! It's super effective !!
[attr="class","postarea"]Augustus couldn't really feel most of his body, but he didn't mind it all too much, there was light after the tunnel right? Ah screw it man, it's super fucking cold and he's barely handling it. The male somewhat wanted to scream, but he held back, praying he'd get off this god damned mountain eventually and through the horrifying blizzard. He wasn't sure when he would, but he was getting out of the freezing temperatures for sure.
Once he did he was beelining to the nearest Bakery. God how he loved warm feeling of being inside one, the aroma of freshly baked sweets was everything to the man. Augustus loved sweets more than he loved his Pokémon practically, speaking of which, two Pokémon had stepped up the duo wanting to fight.
"Yeeeaah, I was expecting something to show up. . You handle that small one I got this girl."
Augustus gazed at the Pokémon for a moment, a tiny bit creeped out by its appearance, he shifted his gaze to his belt and then sent out something a bit more macho, his Machamp. The Fighting-Type shouted as it came out and struck a superstar pose before realizing how cold it was. It then turned to its master with a hateful glare and frowned.
"Just one attack and go back in."
Machamp nodded and ran up to the Jinx, picking the ice-type with all four of its hands. The Pokémon than began to spin in a circle building up enough force to through Jinx into the horizon.
[attr="class","postarea"]As soon as the duo cleared up the Pokémon in front of them Augustus would begin to move on. He didn't really care all too much about the Pokémon he had fought, it just looked so creepy. He hoped to never see one again. As he continued, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, looking at Orvis for a moment before placing it in between his lips.
"Hope you don't mind, I'd offer you one, but I dunno if you smoke."
Augustus took a moment to look around, he expected more Pokémon to be around. The male eyes darted around the blizzard looking for anything that stick out in the white flurry. Augustus sighed as he didn't find anything and began to walk on with a shrug.
His Machamp would be the one to figure that out something was hiding out there though, for it was slashed right down the back. The Fight-Type would quickly spin around and choke slam the sneaky Sneasal who ambushed him holding him down there in place.
"Oh. That happened. ."
Augustus would toss a Pokeball onto the Dark-Type, attempting to catch it. He thought it'd make a good gift for his brother.
Orvis didn't think twice when the battle ended, he instantly started following Augustus with Vulcan hot on his heels. Orvis wouldn't know what he'd do without a fire-type pokemon, without Heatmor he'd likely be collapsed on the ground somewhere. The trainer watched as he lit a cigarette, holding it between his pursed lips.
"Haha nah, I don't smoke."
Just as Orvis finished his sentence, Augustus' Machamp had attacked a sneasil, finishing it with one fell swoop. Augustus had then quickly tossed a pokeball as he attempted to catch it.
"Man, that Machamp of yours is so strong. You must've had him for a while I take it?"
In a flash, large chunks of powdery snow came barrelling towards Vulcan, pummelling him in the face as he shook his head. Orvis looked up to a see a small cubchoo standing fiercely near an icy rock, the droplet swinging back and forth from its nose. She came running forwards, her claws outstretched as it slashed Vulcan across the belly.
"Vulcan, incinerate again."
The Heatmor sucked in air from around him, creating a lot of fire power deep inside of him. After a moment or two, flames erupted from his mouth, melting the snow and instantly making the air warm as cubchoo was swallowed by the fire.
Cubchoo was rather shocked by the attack, staggering back and forth as the fire dissipated, only to be blasted by another intense blast again.
"Ugh... Hey Augustus, you ever sometimes feel bad when you battle pokemon?"
Vulcan was hit by powder snow ! It wasn't very effective... Vulcan was hit by slash ! Vulcan used incinerate ! It's super effective !! Vulcan used incinerate ! It's super effective !!
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