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Your name is Barry Hanson and you have learned a lot about yourself. [Independent selective/rpviate gameverse Post-Platinum Barry roleplay blog.] Icon Credit Sidebars Credit

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{ back from the dead. like for a small starter. }

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It's A Hard Knock Life { Pearl & Red }

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   The other’s agreement to getting into ‘bumpy’ situations makes him a little concerned. Was it him doing the bumping… or the other way around? If it was the former, then they were matched up to hit into each other a lot.

   Red takes the boy’s hand gratefully and coughs into the inside of one elbow before hoisting himself up with some difficulty. As they continue to speak, his expression grows more worried. D— Dying? He’d never thought about any of those repercussions. Did he.. act like someone who was going to fall into a coma? What were the symptoms for that? The trainer can only stare with wide eyes, absorbing the other’s panic. While his mouth opens to reply, nothing comes out.

   He tugs on Barry’s sleeve instead. The hit to his head along with this was a bit much for his brain to take on. Char is considerably upset as well, quickly turning around to wrap his tail around his trainer, baring his teeth at the stranger.

   Needless to say, Barry freaked them out a bit.

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Oh, good job, Barry. You've just scared the living daylights out of this poor kid. He'll probably just have a sore head for a few days, tops, and here you are insinuating that he may or may not die. You study his face as he tugs your sleeve. He looks absolutely horrified and his Charizard looks angry. You take a few steps back and take a moment to calm yourself.

"Okay, you probably won't die, but I think you should get it checked out, at least," you say with an awkward shrug. "I didn't mean to scare ya! It's fine, all right?"

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It's A Hard Knock Life { Pearl & Red }

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   Getting to Snowpoint City was probably one of the longest flights Red and his Charizard had ever done. Not only was Sinnoh a few regions apart from Kanto but that particular city was the furthest out. Still, it was worth it. The snow was always worth it. Having visited mostly tropical places lately, this was just the thing he needed to brush off all that unwanted heat.

   They seemed to be making it, the city was in visible range now, though there was a fair bit of fog in the way. It was so close. All he wanted to do was sit in the snow. Or maybe sleep in it. From what he saw on the map, there wasn’t much else to do there. It only had a Gym and the usual Mart and Center. Of course, Red wasn’t complaining, that also meant less people.

   … Lately whenever he thought things like that, they always went the opposite. This was no exception. While lowering in altitude for landing, another trainer flies through the thick white air too fast for either of them to react and results in a very ungraceful crash. Heads collide and Char roars in anger, dipping away to land not too far from the other pair.

   Red had fallen back from the contact and was laying on the large lizard in a rather askew manner, his expression riddled with disbelief and almost looked a bit self-pitying. Boy, did his head ache. The brunet begins to slip off his pokemon but Char lowers himself to keep him balanced, all the while glaring daggers at the others. Smoke puffs from his mouth and nose, significantly darker than the steam normal breathing would cause.

   Soon enough, the person they collided with speaks up and the boy attempts to turn his head and look. “It’s.. fine…. It was partly my fault. Too.” His Charizard grunts in disagreement. “I get in situations like this.. all the time. So…. don’t worry.” Red tries to get down now, pressing one hand to his head and getting a little bit of help with Char’s wing. Once his feet are on the ground, he almost trips forward, wobbles and ultimately falls back instead, sitting in the snow.

   ”That was a hard knock, though. Are you okay?” Says the one who can’t keep their balance. He probably set off a lot of red flags. No Winter clothes, choppy speech and clumsy footing…. But this was a usual thing.

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"Oh... good," you respond, feeling better about having crashed into the kid. "Yeah, I actually do too."

You give the kid a good look over. He doesn't look to good to you, honestly. He falls straight over after dismounting, causing you to head over to him and offer your hand to help him up. Now that feeling of guilt for hitting him is back. He seems to be off a lot worse than you are. They way he talks makes him sound disoriented, too. You must have a harder head than he does!

"I'm fine, but what about you?! Jeez! You can't even stand right!" you exclaim. "Should we take you to a doctor? Maybe you have a concussion! Maybe you're dying!" Probably not, Barry. Also, try not and freak this guy out too much, will you?

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"It’s blue," Lucas answered instantly. He didn’t even know if his Lucas’ favorite color was blue or not, but it was an answer.

He then stammered, “A-And my name really is Lucas. Look!” And then he pulled out his trainer’s card from his pocket. If anything, that should serve as a proper identification form. These kinds of things can’t exactly be faked. And it had his full name, too: Lucas A. Adams. “See? Here’s my trainer’s card!”

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The Trainer card is legit, but you know Lucas' surname isn't Adams. You believe he really is Lucas, but not yours. You study the Trainer card for quite a few minutes. You're honestly bewildered and confused as to how this happened.

"...okay, you're Lucas. But my Lucas's surname is Langley, so you're not him. Who are you, then, and why are you here?"

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Oh.

So they’re both screwed. 

The only Pokemon he brought was his Vileplum and his Dad’s Flygon—And this guy doesn’t have money.

"Ah hate ta tell ya, but ah don’t get money either!" He replied with a heavy sigh before pulling on his own shirt sleeve. "Ah’d wipe the floor with ya otherwise!"

You know.

On a day he actually brought his Pocket Monsters.

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"Yeah? Well... we're both stuck then! I'll still battle you though. I'm ready! Let's do this!" You've already removed the Poké Ball containing your Torterra from your belt. You are a really insistent kid, aren't you?

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He ran a hand through his hair with a sheepish chuckle, using the other one to accept the handshake. “Some choose not to share their name for reasons unrelated to work,” he explained. As for the secretive thing- well, there were a lot of things he didn’t want to talk about, so it was kind of hard to get to know someone while trying to completely avoid certain topics in order not to be questioned about them. “I apologize if I do not appear very open. But, it is nice to meet you too!”

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"Like what? What'd be a good reason to not give out your name?" You just really don't get that, but hey, he probably had a few good explanations for that. He'd know better than you, probably. "But you're a stranger. Strangers don't have to be as open anyways!"

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"I suppose I do know him, yes. A fine lad." He tilted his head and binked at the other curiously. "And who are you? Is it alright to tell me, or will I need to refer to you as ‘friend of Lucas’?"

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You snort at his response. "I'm not the one who's the secret agent here, buddy! Of course I can give you my name. The name's Barry Hanson. Lucas has told me a lot about you. I mean, as much as he could, what with you being so secretive. Nice to meet you!"

You extend your hand to him in greeting. Lucas had mentioned this guy to you throughout your whole journey. Apparently those two had become friends/unofficial partners. But you had never even seen him around before and had only seen a picture of him until now. Honestly, you thought Lucas had been lying about the whole Interpol agent thing. This is kind of cool.

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Lucas took a step back once Barry started glaring and yelling. Well, it seemed that he didn’t change that much…that is, this Barry wasn’t different from the Barry he know…ahhh, this was getting confusing! What was he gonna do?!

"I-I’m not trying to pull anything!" he responded, bringing his hands up in self-defense. Well, now he couldn’t pretend he was this Barry’s Lucas…wait a minute. "I’m telling the truth!"

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"Yeah, so? That doesn't explain why you don't know what I'm talking about!" You cross your arms and let out a hard sigh. "Okay, I'll settle this and see if you're the real Lucas or not. What's your favourite colour?"

It's a simple security question and it can't fail as a test for this supposedly faux Lucas. If he gets it wrong, then you'll spring an attack on him like he's never seen before. You'll figure out what's happened to your Lucas and what this Lucas wants with you.

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looking-through-time​:

"…I highly doubt my profession is much of a secret if I am being talked about so much…"

"Well, I guess not... but you know Lucas, don't you? That's how I heard about you!"

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An animalistic growl ripped from his throat when the other replied. 

"Excuse ya! And if ah don’t? What are ya gonna do? Talk meh to death?" He countered before shaking his head.

"Yer the one that’s gettin’ fined! Ya broke the damn thing!"

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"I'll... I'll battle you to I pulverize your team into a fine dust! Don't think I won't, or that I'm just bluffing. I got six good Pokémon who are itching to battle!" You actually don't really have time for battle. Professor Rowan wanted you back by 2 P.M. Your swollen pride outweighs your obligation. You are so going to give this guy the business.

"Besides, it's your fault the vase broke, so how about you pay for it, huh?! You think I have the money to pay for that dumb vase? Of course not! I don't have a paying job!"

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☾ — Tch.  Just another one of the trainers that constantly tried to capture the nightmare being.  It hadn’t happened in a while, but was still annoying, nonetheless. Why couldn’t they just leave the legendary in peace…

"Do you honestly think I will just let you cram me into one of your mystic spheres?  You are sorrily mistaken.  Leave now, before things get rash."  Darkrai wouldn’t do anything harmful - put the boy to sleep at the worst - but if he used his own team, things would begin to turn sour, fast.

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"Well... no, not really," you admit, rubbing your neck. "But of course, no Pokémon comes easily If you'd just give me a chance to battle you, I'd show you!"

Your listening skills are just awful. Darkrai made it quite clear it didn't want you to try anything and that it wanted you to leave. The smart idea would be to flee, yet you still remain confident you can catch the thing.

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"Excuse ya! That was all yer fault! Ah didn’t do anythin’, but stand here!” The boy snapped back with the same ardor that the strange blond was using.

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"Yeah, well that was enough!" You angrily point your finger at him. "That's it! I' m going to fine you a thousand million dollars! Pay up or you're dead meat!"

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that feel when you start shipping your muse which a character from a different fandom

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"Ya broke it!” The flame trainer exclaimed, a growl ending his words.

"How’d ya even break it?!"

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"Oh, shut up! It was your fault anyways! You snuck up on me!" Oh man, you are definitely going to be paying for that vase.

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…When did Dawn head off to college? Sure, that would explain why he hadn’t seen her in a while, but Lucas was pretty sure that she’d tell him if she did. And he was also sure that he would have known about Barry taking that internship, because this was such a plot twist for him.

"…Um…I think I would have remembered that," he mumbled quietly. Now he was certain he had stepped into another verse. Didn’t the Barry he knew want to be the Tower Tycoon like his dad? How would he tell this Barry that he was probably different from the Lucas he knew?

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You're so confused right now it's not even funny. What, did Lucas have some sort of evil twin he was never informed of? There's no way Lucas didn't know about your internship. So, as the mature 17 year old you are, you decide to be grill Lucas for his statement.

"What do you mean you 'would have remembered that'?" Air quotes accompanied that statement as well as a glare. "What the heck do you think you're trying to pull, huh? Who are you and what have you done with the real Lucas?!"

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☾ — “Why do you wish to see me?”

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Oh man. This was the big time. This was the best and rarest Pokémon you will have ever caught. Darkrai, the Nightmare Pokémon. You were so excited but yet very nervous, and your nerves only increase when it addresses you. You had no idea it could talk. "U-Um, well! I was planning on catching you and... uh, y'know! Trainer stuff!"

Trying to explain to the Pokémon you want to catch that you're attempting to catch it is weird and awkward. Besides, it's not like Darkrai is going to say "Oh, all right! Fire away!" because that's just dumb. You're dumb.

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"I'm going to fine you one hundred million Pokédollars for that!" You point your finger at them in an accusing fashion.