red-hemlock: Garbodor
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what a wondrous day for a well deserved break after a tedious ten minutes of intensive training and battling! here, we find our newest pokemon training recruit, a gangling young man from littleroot town tasting a glimmer of mossdeep city in the most resplendent slateport city’s fast food joint specialty— a big, juicy double-burger with jack cheese and caramelized pineapples accompanied with a basket of sweet potato fries and one of their widely acclaimed, slow churned chocolate milkshakes to wash it down. ripping into the soft and tender flesh of the fragrant and luscious, melt-in-your-mouth kind of assemblage— he smiled big and he smiled wide as he let a generous amount drop to the concrete ground next to the rockruff he’d named after an illustrious pokemon trainer and member of the hoenn elite four he vastly respected, e/dward lod!ewijk va.n hal/en. the small pokemon let out a happy bark as he chewed every last bit of the flavorsome edible.

the teen was so visually invested on his furry, little friend that he failed to notice some of the patrons turning their heads to glance his way. they couldn’t pay their last respects to their dinner’s remains when there’s a pokemon they’ve never seen before in the same room. ted had tried his pokedex to see what kind of pokemon he was when that mysterious, old trench coat dude rufus had given it to him but unfortunately for him— the handheld device didn’t even recognize v.an hal!en as a pokemon. if ted didn’t know any better, he’d assume his newfound friend and the guy that called himself rufus were probably from the future. returning his attentions to the basket of fries to his left, he tossed one in the air and opened his mouth. the fry ended up hitting him on the face before dropping to the floor next to his friend— who didn’t waste a single second to murder it between his teeth.

after he drained the life out of his bright red styrofoam cup through a straw, the young man quickly stood up while his fellow patrons watched.  ❛  let’s motor, little dude!  ❜  he raked and gathered the messy clutter on the the table and tossed it into the garbage dispenser before the pair left the friendly establishment. ted really should have been working towards getting his pup big and strong so that he could catch more pokemon but instead, he was throwing an old baseball and teaching him how to fetch on their way to mauville city. just as he was about to throw the ball for him to catch again— ted heard this low, guttural moan coming from a wide mouth of a nearby cave. his small but lionhearted pokemon companion ignored the ball rolling away from him quickly rushed towards the cave, barking at whatever creature was basking in the darkness of it.  ‘  GAR-BO-DOOOOOOOR!  ‘  the mysterious pokemon roared before stepping out into the light to make itself known.

the young trainer immediately stepped back with a   ❛  WHOAAAAA!  ❜  when he saw the large trash bag-like creature emerge, quickly covering his nose from the horrible stench that came from him. the corners of his eyes burned and he was on the verge of letting a few tears roll down his cheeks most unintentionally.  ❛  v.an hal!en, come ba— !  ❜  he shouts, knowing well he wasn’t prepared to take on this beast in a fight. the rockruff disobeyed and stayed where he was, growling at the large beast to hopefully scare it away and protect his most excellent friend. it doesn’t work. ted quickly rummaged through his bright red backpack for an empty pokeball until he found one.  ❛  HAH-HAH!  ❜  with  a wonderful stroke of luck, he wouldn’t even have to weaken the garbodor to catch it and save his furry, velvet eared friend as well!

and with a swift, almost fluid-like motion of his wrist—- the teen launched the dual colored sphere and hit the creature with it right between the eyes before a blinding, red light beckoned it inside the pokeball. leaving his backpack exactly where it is on the ground, the younger rushed to his tiny friend’s aid and lifted him off the ground before he rushed back to where he’d left his backpack. the sphere landed with a small ‘thud’ on the sand and shook once, twice before the massive creature had broken free. and boy, did he look angry with a capital everything. 

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ted didn’t hesitate to snag his pack off the ground and flee the most non triumphant scene; running as fast as his legs could carry him towards mauville, hugging rockruff to his chest till he felt his lungs would burst. he didn’t catch the garbodor and that’s perfectly okay with him. doesn’t want the godawful stench of burning rubber and other unpleasantries near his most bodacious person, anyway.

BAGGING POCKET MONSTERS   / SELECTIVELY ACCEPTING !

(1) ⚡ Nov 20
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