Post by tyler on Feb 11, 2008 11:19:05 GMT 10
A yong man awoke from his queen sized bed that is covered with a messy black comforter. He looked at his digital clock and freaked. Time was running slow and he had to get ready to go to the lab to get his starter pokemon and item pack. His goal is to get it today. He has to get it today or he'll have to wait until tommorrow. Who knows how long that'll actually be? He quickly got out of his bed, while only wearing white boxer-breifs and made it up fast. The bed looked as good as new. Like a fresh breath of air. After that, he did quick room sweep to clean it completely. His mother won't let him leave unless it is spotless. When he was finsihed with that, he knew that he had to get himself dressed and ready to go.
He getting settled down, he decided that he needs to dress nicely to make himself look good, presentable, and educated all at the same time for the professor. He doesn't want the professor to think he's a slob. After finding a nice black shirt, awesome designer blue jeans, a matching black hat, and snazzy black shoes, he put them on. He now looks very professional and looks like his journey will actually mean something. After that, he grabbed a black chained wallet, a silver digital scroll watch, black sunglasses to cover his green eyes, and a matching black belt with a silver buckle. All the black is a perfect mixture and he doesn't look too "emo" or "punk" or anything like that. He is now ready to leave, but before that, he needs to eat breakfast and saw goodbye to his mother. He grabbed his backpack, and walked downstaris to the kitchen.
While downstairs, he noticded that his mother had prepared a pile of pancakes for him. After thinking her, he grabbed himself a plate, added butter and syrup, then sat at the table. There, he ate all he could of it and left a few scraps. Almost instantly, his mother gave him the look of, "Finish that plate or I'll hurt and or kill you." Because of that, Tyler finished it up and held his achingly full stomach. After that, he broke the news to his mother. She was very accepting of this adn let him leave to go on his journey to become a pokemon trainer, and to meet new friends. After many minutes of hugging and saying, "Goodbye," and, "I love you," Tyler finally left his two story house.
A beaten path was walked. Dirt covered this little road and cleared a way through all tall grass that pokemon may be lurking in. Tyler knew that he might be able to finally walk through that grass with a pokemon. It's almost like being able to go on a magical island across the globe... only a couple of meters away. Soon, he finally came upon the wondeerful building that will set his dreams free. The building that will bring him happiness and trouble. A building is pretty much a paradise in the middle of no where... that's literally and a figure of speech. Tyler approached it's magnificiant front doors and touched them like a child experiencing a t.v. for the first time in it's life. Soon, he made his way in.
After wondering around the place like a child in a candy store, he remembered what he was here for. He's here for the future. The future that'll make all of Tyler's dreams come true. He can't just dilly-dally, he has to get the business handled. Minutes later, after looking like a shop-lifter to be, he approached what seem to be a front desk and waited. He was too shy to say anything yet, so he would just stand there and wait for someone to come in or find him. Tyler isn't late, and isn't in a hurry. He has nothing to worry about, but nothing to do as well. While waiting, he twiddled his thumbs like a nervous singer who is preforming for the President. Hopefully this journey will teach him to loosen up. Maybe a little romance can change his personality.
He getting settled down, he decided that he needs to dress nicely to make himself look good, presentable, and educated all at the same time for the professor. He doesn't want the professor to think he's a slob. After finding a nice black shirt, awesome designer blue jeans, a matching black hat, and snazzy black shoes, he put them on. He now looks very professional and looks like his journey will actually mean something. After that, he grabbed a black chained wallet, a silver digital scroll watch, black sunglasses to cover his green eyes, and a matching black belt with a silver buckle. All the black is a perfect mixture and he doesn't look too "emo" or "punk" or anything like that. He is now ready to leave, but before that, he needs to eat breakfast and saw goodbye to his mother. He grabbed his backpack, and walked downstaris to the kitchen.
While downstairs, he noticded that his mother had prepared a pile of pancakes for him. After thinking her, he grabbed himself a plate, added butter and syrup, then sat at the table. There, he ate all he could of it and left a few scraps. Almost instantly, his mother gave him the look of, "Finish that plate or I'll hurt and or kill you." Because of that, Tyler finished it up and held his achingly full stomach. After that, he broke the news to his mother. She was very accepting of this adn let him leave to go on his journey to become a pokemon trainer, and to meet new friends. After many minutes of hugging and saying, "Goodbye," and, "I love you," Tyler finally left his two story house.
A beaten path was walked. Dirt covered this little road and cleared a way through all tall grass that pokemon may be lurking in. Tyler knew that he might be able to finally walk through that grass with a pokemon. It's almost like being able to go on a magical island across the globe... only a couple of meters away. Soon, he finally came upon the wondeerful building that will set his dreams free. The building that will bring him happiness and trouble. A building is pretty much a paradise in the middle of no where... that's literally and a figure of speech. Tyler approached it's magnificiant front doors and touched them like a child experiencing a t.v. for the first time in it's life. Soon, he made his way in.
After wondering around the place like a child in a candy store, he remembered what he was here for. He's here for the future. The future that'll make all of Tyler's dreams come true. He can't just dilly-dally, he has to get the business handled. Minutes later, after looking like a shop-lifter to be, he approached what seem to be a front desk and waited. He was too shy to say anything yet, so he would just stand there and wait for someone to come in or find him. Tyler isn't late, and isn't in a hurry. He has nothing to worry about, but nothing to do as well. While waiting, he twiddled his thumbs like a nervous singer who is preforming for the President. Hopefully this journey will teach him to loosen up. Maybe a little romance can change his personality.