This is the first place one comes after fully becoming an Academy Student, and it's here where you'll acquire the land you and your Pokemon will be squatting on for the duration of your stay. As you pass through the door, you find yourself in a white sterile room, almost totally devoid of color. Tiles shine under the harsh light. A ethereal woman appears on the big screen behind the counter on one of the many monitors placed around the room and behind the counter, which is emblazoned with the words "SILPH CO".
"Greetings," she remarks in a cool monotone. "This is the Poké-lot Acquisition Center, hosted by Silph Co. We are here to assist you in acquiring a domicile while you are a student at the Academy. The screen would change to reveal three islands on the display, with large text boxes of descriptions scrolling by them. A warm forest, a placid beach, and a harsh canyon lie before you in glorious high-definition. "These are your options," she intones "Please read carefully, as you cannot change your mind once the final decision has been made."
The monitor falls silent and then blanks out after that, leaving you to make up your mind and come to a decision on which pokélot you would choose as your new home.
[After acquiring a Poke-lot, please create your own thread when you can store your Pokemon and keep track of your belongings. As a note: the second or third post of your Poke-lot must be designated as some kind of record, as per the part of your profile called "Story Bio". The Story Bio (though you can call it other things) is were you'll keep track of your character's missions and status in the Academy.]
Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2018 4:23 pm
Starter Lands
All students receive a plot of land which will allow them to store 3 Pokemon, and will only hold five items. Food must be left for the Pokemon on the appropriate island, or else they can and will die. Each Pokemon will absorb 1 unit of food & water per every 5 battles.
* Area# 1 - Forest Grove - the first zone available. Quite popular, and often recommended for new trainers. Self-supporting with a small pond for water and berry bushes for food. This area needs little to no work in order to maintain, and in response to that the Pokemon here gains little to no experiences from being stored here.
All pokemon stored here gain +1 exp per battle
* Area# 2 - Crescent Beach - is a favorite of many trainers for its cool atmosphere! It is a small island secluded by ocean water, which makes it harder to access by wild Pokemonand trainers alike. Though this security comes with a price; there is no fresh water here, so any Pokemon left here can die of dehydration if no water types are included in this place.
All Pokemon store here gain+5 exp per battle (If no water types are store here or alternative source of water found, -5 hp each battle for all Pokemon)
* Area# 3 - Upraising Crater - a hostile land. It is a small area that is encase in nothing but rock and stone. There isn't food or water here-- food would have to be grown or left in order for the Pokemon to be able to survive here. As for water, either a water type or another form of water source must be left behind or else the Pokemon might die while the trainer is away.
All pokemon store here gain 1/4 exp from a battle. (If no water types are store here & no food is left behind for all Pokemonhp is reduced by 1/4 each battle)
ℭ α s т ι єｌ Ｌα c αｒ∂ є ₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪ of cerulean ║│║▌│█│║▌││█║║██║▌│█║▌│║║█║║▌║ Walking in the stark white, sterile room with a harsh light overhead, the hooded boy with a scarf wrapped over his pulled up hood and over his mouth squinted as he raised his hand over his face to shade his eyes. Everytime he walked into some place new in this Academy, the scenery drastically changed, it always caught him by surprise. His new Vullaby partner scampered with her stubby legs, keeling over on the ground and wheezing from the exercise of catching up to her trainer. Was he not familiar with Pokemon at all? A small groan was uttered by the little vulture, which finally caught the attention of the greenhorn trainer at last. "Oh, are you tired? You can sit - " Before he managed to finish that sentence, the Vullaby fluttered up in an instant and roosted on his hood, cooing with relief and taking a nap. "Or you can do that." He muttered dully, sulking as he crammed his hands in his pockets and approached the counter where a peculiar woman stood behind. Cas raised his brow at this, wondering if he was seeing things or an actual hologram then dismissed the thought so he can get on with this registration process.
"I was told to come here for a... Poké-lot? Am I perhaps in the right place?"Castiel inquired in a mellow, polite tone as he addressed his question to the see-through android, then waited for an answer while taking another glance around the room. Who ever decided to clean up this place must be obsessively cleaning constantly, it was a definitely a contrast to his own room back home - cluttered with books and jars littered anywhere he had space.
↳ OOC [ not sure if i did this right. ] ↳ WHERE [ Poké-lot Acquisition Center ] ↳ WITH [ a robot? ] ↳ OUTFIT [x]
The auburn-haired girl grumbled to herself as she trudged into the room, the bright and sterile surroundings failing to make an impact on her mood. Instead, she was more focused on complaining about paperwork, screwups, and getting people's names wrong. Garnet was no longer hovering around her trainer, having been confined to her ball for trying far too hard to look innocent during Naia's "discussion" with the administrator. Such a look usually meant the ghost was either up to something or trying to hide that she already did something. Neither possibility was good, so inside the ball she would have to stay for the moment.
When Naia finally took notice of her surroundings, she did not like what she saw. The bright white room looked far too clean, so much so that it bothered the girl. Unfortunately, it looked like she would have to suffer for a while. Someone else had gotten to the desk before her, another student judging from his apparent age. Naia quietly started a line some distance behind the boy, arms folded just above her middle in discomfort as she tried to pass the time by looking over the information on the screens behind the strange woman at the desk.
A person would emerge from the back and glance at the person in front of her completely covered up. Uh.... okay. There were lots of strange people joining the academy nowadays, who was she to judge? Mentally shrugging, she would pull out a piece of paper after hearing what the kid had to say. "Yes, you are in the right place. Pick one of the three on the screen behind me, fill out this form with your choice and then sign at the bottom. Once you fill out the form, hand it back to me and you can be on your way. Oh! Throw this box on the ground and your 'house' will appear!" She would also hand him a small box before turning to motion at the girl behind him. She would go over the instructions she gave the first child and then hand the girl a box and a paper to sign as well.
Posted: Mon May 07, 2018 8:48 pm
-Olivia Colomar-
Mood: Happy - Wearing: Her favorite cloths - Location: PokeLot area
Upon winning Olivia had stopped to call her parents, she was excited and happy. She walked to the center and stepped in. She saw a small line and shrugged. Electra was just as happy to win, climbing up and sitting on Olivia's shoulder. Olivia reached up and gave her partner a scratch on the head, to which she leaned into the hand. "So... the forest, the island, the crater. I think the forest would be most survivable once we grow. Plus you know Mom and Dad... best computers I can get."
Another person. Great. This room was starting to feel crowded to Naia as she took her new "home" and looked over the paperwork. Only two of the options really appealed to her, and of them the girl only really felt comfortable with one, so her choice was a simple one. Several jots with a pen later and the girl was done with her signing. "Done. Now how do I get there?" the girl asked with a tense voice as she handed back the document. It might have been chicken scratch, but the handwriting was ledgible enough that anyone could see the girl had signed for an island.
ℭ α s т ι єｌ Ｌα c αｒ∂ є ₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪ of cerulean ║│║▌│█│║▌││█║║██║▌│█║▌│║║█║║▌║ More students seemed to pile on in, making Cas feel a bit anxious to be around this many students. He was about to say something to them, but no words sputtered out of his mouth, then he decided to give up on trying to start a conversation. With the Vullaby still laying on his head, he turned his attention to the person that gave him the options of the Poké-lots. In his opinion, either the forest or the crater seemed optimal but he couldn't really decide. He'd ask someone for their opinion, but the boy couldn't even make words from his mouth form. Castiel crammed his hands into his pockets again, then felt a small coin in one of them and decided to use that to seal his choice. Placing the silvery game coin on the slight bend of his thumb, he simply flicked the coin to flip in the air then unceremoniously landed on the open palm of his hand. He then slapped his coin possessing palm to the other hand's back and stared at his result, seeing the head of an unknown bird pokemon on his play coin. "Guess I'm choosing the forest. I know for Fell it'll be good, even if I wanted to be in a more secluded area." He mumbled quietly to himself, barely making too much of a sound now that he felt choked up around the presence of others.
Grabbing for a pen, he tapped away at the choice he had made while imagining a decently sized room in the forest. Maybe a walk around that forest would be good for his anxiety ridden mind, and might help him get closer to Pokemon in general. This was the first time he ever dealt with a Pokemon, and the greenhorn trainer still felt nervous being around the Vullaby. Once he made the final decision on the form, he handed it off to the person behind the counter and was given a peculiar box in his hands. Does he throw this like a Pokeball? He was too curious over how this device worked, moving it around the palm of his hand while waiting for the associate standing behind the counter gave him the okay for his form. While he was standing around though, his ears couldn't help but notice the question given by one of the students standing around the counter. He might as well try making conversation here, since he was going to have to socialize even if he preferred to not to."They... Said to throw the box given to you after you have made your decision."Castiel murmured quietly in a polite tone, the only thing signifying him addressing Naia was that his exhausted golden glance through the covered up guise of his.
↳ OOC [ heads for forest, tails for crater. ] ↳ WHERE [ Poké-lot Acquisition Center ] ↳ WITH [ an associate and some students? ] ↳ OUTFIT [x]
The grey and white pokemon would appear out of the back in a blur of action as she looks over the application and would snatch them in her paws. Her entire body would fluff up as she went over to them and in a fit of rage would smack each application on the floor in front of each trainer.
Her eyes burning like smoldering black coals as she chatter her teeth to make sure she had their attention before pointing to the missing information on each application.
The Minccino would cross her arms as she waited for them to notice their mistakes. After all, she was a stickler for things being done prime and proper, which would explain how there wasn't as speck of dust in this place as her eyes would narrow at Castle. Her ears would flatten as she showed nothing but teeth at him, after all, he had just explained how the boxes work without explaining at all that the boxes themselves should be only released back on their own lands.
The thought of the mess that releasing such things here would achieve would make the two of them life long enemies, even if the boy had no clue about the pokemon's newly found deep seeded hatred of him.
Luckily this was not a place he would have to visit too often.
The moment that they filled out the application and placed them back on the counter at the Minoccino assistances, she would hop back up the counter after the paper work. Glancing over them again, she would start to roll each one up and take them into the back one by one. Returning after a few minutes, with a copy of each application in her mouth as she would drop them back on the counter in the same order she had taken them. Stomping her feet she made it clear as she point, that they were to pick those up and take them with them.
Once she was done with the last one, she would hop over to their side of the counter once more as she slid a bit on her own landing. Her tail twitching in irritation. She hated to do this sort of work, but in her mind, it's the only way it would be done correctly. She would shake herself all over and then head for the side door as she stop to make sure that they were following her. Once she was assured of their movements she exited through the doggy door. It was obvious that they were to follow as she would lead them to the three paths that would stand in front of them. Three different ways to venture as she sat back on her haunches and would point at the distances and then at the three signs on each path.
Beaches ---right (you might have to swim to your Island or wait until tide out)
Forest ---- left (When you find the area you want to be yours find the trees with your chosen color on it, that's your area on the inside of that set of trees. You better mark them, or else you risk someone else trespassing on your lands or thinking they are vacant if you leave the ribbons.)
Crater - Center (Why did you choose this? You better post a border guard, because, the only markers you have are your chosen colored rocks on your perimeter.)
------------------------------------------------ Post this on the first post of your new Pokelot DOCUMENT OF OWNERSHIP
Pokélot Name: Pokélot Owner:
* Area# 1 - Forest Grove - the first zone available. Quite popular, and often recommended for new trainers. Self-supporting with a small pond for water and berry bushes for food. This area needs little to no work in order to maintain, and in response to that the Pokemon here gains little to no experiences from being stored here.
All pokemon stored here gain +1 exp per battle
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DOCUMENT OF OWNERSHIP
Pokélot Name: Pokélot Owner:
* Area# 2 - Crescent Beach - is a favorite of many trainers for its cool atmosphere! It is a small island secluded by ocean water, which makes it harder to access by wild Pokemonand trainers alike. Though this security comes with a price; there is no fresh water here, so any Pokemon left here can die of dehydration if no water types are included in this place.
All Pokemon store here gain+5 exp per battle (If no water types are store here or alternative source of water found, -5 hp each battle for all Pokemon)
Posted: Tue May 08, 2018 4:04 pm
-Olivia Colomar-
Mood: Happy - Wearing: Her favorite cloths - Location: PokeLot area
Olivia blinked as soon as the paper work had been slapped out of her hand. It was odd because she had just walked into the room and just gotten it. She hadn’t even decided on an area for herself yet. "The sass with this one. I just got the paperwork." Picking up the spilt paper and organizing it once more. She wanted a place just right, sadly she didn’t have any water Pokémon for the other areas, she also only had one Pokémon anyways.
ℭ α s т ι єｌ Ｌα c αｒ∂ є ₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪ of cerulean ║│║▌│█│║▌││█║║██║▌│█║▌│║║█║║▌║ He hoped he'd at least get a response back, anything to make him feel like he existed. Well, before Castiel quietly stood there waiting for an answer from the female student, he noticed a fluffy rodent-like Pokemon scamper out in a flash and take his application that he placed on the counter. It was obvious the boy was confused, his bright gold eyes widening to express that confusion. He didn't say anything, just staying in his place until the Minccino was pointing out the forms like there was some mistake there. "They are probably rushing us to get us to the classes... Mmf, would be great to have a translator around here. Fell, wake up." He uttered to the fancy looking student who commented about the sassy Minccino, while lightly tapping the bird pokemon's skull casing but got no response from his pokemon.
Well, it wasn't like the Vullaby was about to talk human anytime soon anyways. Still, he managed to now fill out the form properly now that the little pokemon pointed out the mistakes of the applications for the forms, but the pokemon seemed furious from him only parroting the words of the associate standing behind the counter. Did the associate say something wrong or were they waiting for more details? "Apologies, for whatever I said to offend you. I was only repeating after her." He uttered in a calm manner, gesturing lightly to the associate standing behind the counter for the Minccino to understand - or at least, he hoped that Pokemon understood his speech. The boy was still new at the whole dealing with Pokemon idea, after all.
Staring down at what it seemed to be copies of the applications the students had filled out, including his own. To the stomps given by the Minccino, Castiel thought that they were conveying to the students to take the copy with them. He reached for the parchment with his information scrawled on it, his eyes pensively glancing over the details to make sure it was correct before pocketing it in his coat. After that, his attention went back to the fluffy gray pokemon that was silently giving hints to the students to follow, and as they hoped, Castiel followed the Minccino through a door they had passed through via a doggy door. Three paths have revealed to him once he walked on through, his eyes immediately fell upon the signs with information etched onto the boards. The forest path seems easy enough, in comparison to the harsh ways to get to the other lots. He honestly didn't have the strength to go for a swim, or be some border guard or hire one since obviously - he had to go to class and didn't have any money. "I presume that's where the lots are and where the Minccino wants us to throw the boxes."He mused to himself quietly, muffled by his scarf wrapped around his face. With that, the hooded boy silently thanked with a polite bow at the helpful pokemon who worked diligently to escort a bunch of confused students to their respective Poke-lots, then headed on his way to the forest.
↳ OOC [ heads for forest, tails for crater. ] ↳ WHERE [ Poké-lot Acquisition Center ] ↳ WITH [ a Minccino and some students? ] ↳ OUTFIT [x]
The Minnccino didn't wait long once she was sure they understood, and left them all swiftly behind her.
The apology meant nothing to her...she didn't want that boy back in her office every again. If he came again, she was going to Swift his face in and with a flick of her tail she would turn back towards the office and the doggy door.
She really hope the students had enough sense to use the doorknob and open the door.
The freaking doggy door was for her usage only, and as she entered to see the signs of footprints in her pristine world she almost tore her own fur out as she started to sweep up the mess with her bushy tail. The move would backtrack her almost to the feet of one of the bringers of dirt that was still in the room.
Why hadn't this one left?
She would go up to the girl still in the room and almost fluffy her fur out in irritation as she would hop back on the counter and wait with one foot tapping against the counter in ...semi-patiences for this dirt bringer to do something.
Didn't she watch the freaking video?
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2018 5:12 pm
Naia Lowell Viridian Division
- Battle Information - [N/A]
When she heard a voice from somewhere above her and nearby say something, Naia couldn't help but tense up. A slow glance to search for the source eventually had her locking eyes with the boy who she had been trying to ignore moments before. The girl's eyes narrowed to a glare as she realized he had been speaking to her. "I heard. Twice," she bluntly told the taller male as she looked up at him. She had more to say but, before she had the chance, a small rodent pokemon hopped onto the counter and started throwing a tantrum about something.
With what was awfully close to a snarl on her face, the girl looked over the application that the little rat poo-pooed. "The hell? I filled out what that woman wanted me to, didn't I!?" she hissed, not seeing anything wrong with her papers. The girl ended up missing out on part of the conversation between the two older students - not that she wanted to chat anyway - as she had to slowly work over each line of text in order to avoid missing anything.
Once she was finally done, Naia handed back the application. Her handwriting was still chicken scratch, but the girl doubted writing with her main hand would be much better. Not only would the improvement be unnoticeable except in speed, but the writing would inevitably be smudged. Still, this one actually passed the furball's quality control as the girl was handed a copy once the gray pokemon finished doing whatever needed to be done with the paperwork.
It seemed the rodent was as satisfied as she'd get with the students since it then scurried through a flap at the bottom of a door, pausing once to look back at the students. Naia hesitated briefly, but followed along once it was obvious the pokemon wanted the students to follow it through a door to somewhere. That somewhere had a few paths, each marked with a sign. "Looks like I'll be playing tag with some tentacool..." the girl grumbled as she read the sign because, really, who would want to risk being stung by one of those things? It didn't stop her from making her way down the path to her new home.
- Exit to island plot (I swear I'll name it later) - [?/?]
{{OoC: I feel like my character is tiny compared to you guys, lol}}
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2018 5:18 pm
ShinyChibiSuicuneRiku
The boy would walk into the building as he followed the instruction from the auditorium. Profile written and why the heck did he had to put so much information in his Bio. It wasn't like they cared about some back water island anyway.
He was practically growling. He didn't mind writing a ditty but having to register for this place almost made him want to tell them where they could stick his information.
Though the idea of traveling and being introduced to other instruments keep him from doing anything rash. The perks were too good as he walked in the pristine room and almost back tracked out again.
This place had a dangerous aura ...like the smallest bit of disorder here would find itself eliminated instantly.
A slight glup, the boy would brave the building as he walked into this place of rigid steriliness and Atiena would balance herself ready for battle. Her trainer tenseness was generally what happen before he flew into a ballad and she was ready to fly as well with talons, beck, and a little extra surprise.
Though entering the room they only saw a single trainer in the room and a grey rat. The pokémon suddenly took on a much more delicious sight to the Murkrow. She hadn't eaten in a while after all and she fanned her wings in preparations, but Muziki would put one hand to stop her from flying into trouble.
Instead he would simply go up to the girl/hologram/person ...whatever and take application and fill it out. His interests would definitely be a island like what he had back home. He had no plans of having any pokemon there for a while anyway so it was probably best he picked a place that wouldn't be so easy to access as a forest or a crater.
Who would pick a crater, terrible for sound!
Thus he would fill out the form and then seeing the girl in the line simply walk past her to put it on the counter. He was ignoring the Minoccino otherwise there might be split fur as he kept his eyes on his own partner pokemon. Now was not a good time for her to go for a snack, and thus, he dare not get to close to the trainer. Though that wasn't to say he didn't notice her.
Pokélot Name: Musical Paradise Pokélot Owner: Muziki Mirage
* Area# 2 - Crescent Beach - is a favorite of many trainers for its cool atmosphere! It is a small island secluded by ocean water, which makes it harder to access by wild Pokemonand trainers alike. Though this security comes with a price; there is no fresh water here, so any Pokemon left here can die of dehydration if no water types are included in this place.
All Pokemon store here gain+5 exp per battle (If no water types are store here or alternative source of water found, -5 hp each battle for all Pokemon)
Mood: Happy - Wearing: Her favorite cloths - Location: PokeLot area
Olivia looked to the Pokémon and pointed a finger. "Don’t puff at me fur ball. I've seen the video and had just gotten the paperwork. Cool your jets." Placing the document on the counter she wrote down her name and marked by area one. "Forest plot, happy?" Giving the Pokémon a tap on the nose before walking through proper door.
* Area# 1 - Forest Grove - the first zone available. Quite popular, and often recommended for new trainers. Self-supporting with a small pond for water and berry bushes for food. This area needs little to no work in order to maintain, and in response to that the Pokemon here gains little to no experiences from being stored here.
