In a little bit of a prelude, I just want to explain some things. First of all, this story will be 90% based on the basic plot of Red Version. I am going to try and play through the game again as I write this to help me remember what goes on. Some of the dialogue will also come from the game. However, because of the general lack of dialogue for a lot of the game, I will be supplementing my own thoughts on what the characters would say. Also, obviously the main character talks in this story. So that is different from the game. Hopefully this concept isn’t overdone. Also, if anyone is interested, I am trying to come up with a good way to make up his team. So I have seen that a lot of the time people will have other members vote in the thread for this kind of thing. So should I do that? Or should I pick a certain number of pokemon that will be caught, larger than the number of routes available, and then randomize the number of and which Pokemon I catch from each area? Or maybe whatever fits the story best? I dunno. Anyway, advice on this and criticism/advice in general appreciated. (Also, this my end up being similar to a nuzlocke run, minus the rules, which I hope isn't a bad thing.)
Thanks!
I take no ownership of content taken directly from the pokemon games or the tv show
"Now all I need to do is grab my backpack and put on my belt before I can leave. There we go! Hey Mom, I’m headed for Oak’s lab now, ok? See you later!”
With this, our hero has started his journey through the Kanto region. It is a world inhabited by fascinating and dangerous creatures called Pokemon, which are sure to fill his adventure with billions of laughs, heart-pounding peril, and endless excitement. After all, there’s no guessing what could happen when Pokemon are involved.
"....Dang, the professor wasn’t at his lab. Where could he be?” Downtrodden at not being able to get his Pokemon right away, Red was thinking this to himself when suddenly... “Wait! What was that!” He spotted movement in the grass north of town, and it looked like a Pokemon! He immediately dashed off to try and catch up to it, and just as he entered the grass a hand swiftly reached out and clutched his shoulder.
“Red, what do you think you’re doing? You know it isn’t safe out there without your own Pokemon.” It was Professor Oak, and he was looking down at our young hero with a very stern expression.
“I know that,” snapped Red, upset for his own reasons, “but you weren’t in the lab like you said you’d be and I was bored. Besides, I’ve played on Route 1 plenty of times without getting into trouble.”
“Now now,” said Oak, “let’s not get snippy. Just follow me back to the lab and you can pick your first companion.”
Excited all over again, Red happily obliged. However, as they entered the lab, he spotted a somewhat unwelcome guest.
“Gramps, what took you so long? I’m fed up with waiting.”
This was Blue, being obnoxious as ever. Even though, and probably because, he was the grandson of Professor Oak, he never treated the professor with near the respect he deserved.
With a somewhat disgruntled look on his face, Oak turned to him and asked “Blue? Why are you here? Let me think…. oh that’s right, you’re here for a Pokemon too. Very well then. Red, please pick your partner from the three pokeballs on the table.”
Blue instantly snapped “Gramps, what about me!?”
“Be patient,” Oak responded, “you can have one too.”
Red quickly walked over to the table, looking at the pokeballs with wonder in his eyes. Any of the three starters would be a good choice, but Red had already made his decision.
“I choose you, Bulbasaur!” He threw the ball and there was a brief flash of red plasma, then Bulbasaur was squatting on the ground in front of him.
Oak immediately quipped, “So, you want the grass Pokemon, Bulbasaur?”
Red responded with a definite yes, and then lowered himself to the creatures level so he could pet it.
As he was doing this, Blue sauntered over to the table. After taking a cursory glance at Red’s Bulbasaur, he knew which of them he would pick.
“I’ll take this one then!” He dropped the ball on the floor button down, and a Charmander popped out. Upon release, it emitted a low snarl and glared at Bulbasaur intently. Blue liked it already.
“Now then,” said Professor Oak, “would either of you like to nickname your Pokemon?”
Red honestly hadn’t thought of that yet, but it didn’t take him very long to come up with a meaningful name.
“I’ll call him Proxy.”
Blue snears, and then says: “Ha, is that the best you can come up with? I’m going to name mine Dusty!”
Red, slightly off-put by Blue’s confrontational mood, gets up to leave, with Proxy in tow. However, he doesn’t make it very far before....
“Wait Red, let’s check out our Pokemon! Come on, I’ll take you on!”
Suggestions on nicknames welcome, mostly for inspirational purposes, and as mentioned previously criticism is desired. I just wrote this up in the middle of the night because I was inspired by something to get started on writing it. Anyway, thanks for reading!
Edit: I just realized I forgot about the Pokedexes. I will have to work that in later.
Edit 2: Clarification - This is prologue, because it needs to be to meet word count minimum. Will be editing in Pokedex later though (even though it isn't going to be a large part of the plot, at all) so that may help it reach chapter status.
Edit 3: Ignore everything I said about the Pokedex. He gets it later (facepalm).
Thanks!
I take no ownership of content taken directly from the pokemon games or the tv show
Red's Journey
"Now all I need to do is grab my backpack and put on my belt before I can leave. There we go! Hey Mom, I’m headed for Oak’s lab now, ok? See you later!”
With this, our hero has started his journey through the Kanto region. It is a world inhabited by fascinating and dangerous creatures called Pokemon, which are sure to fill his adventure with billions of laughs, heart-pounding peril, and endless excitement. After all, there’s no guessing what could happen when Pokemon are involved.
"....Dang, the professor wasn’t at his lab. Where could he be?” Downtrodden at not being able to get his Pokemon right away, Red was thinking this to himself when suddenly... “Wait! What was that!” He spotted movement in the grass north of town, and it looked like a Pokemon! He immediately dashed off to try and catch up to it, and just as he entered the grass a hand swiftly reached out and clutched his shoulder.
“Red, what do you think you’re doing? You know it isn’t safe out there without your own Pokemon.” It was Professor Oak, and he was looking down at our young hero with a very stern expression.
“I know that,” snapped Red, upset for his own reasons, “but you weren’t in the lab like you said you’d be and I was bored. Besides, I’ve played on Route 1 plenty of times without getting into trouble.”
“Now now,” said Oak, “let’s not get snippy. Just follow me back to the lab and you can pick your first companion.”
Excited all over again, Red happily obliged. However, as they entered the lab, he spotted a somewhat unwelcome guest.
“Gramps, what took you so long? I’m fed up with waiting.”
This was Blue, being obnoxious as ever. Even though, and probably because, he was the grandson of Professor Oak, he never treated the professor with near the respect he deserved.
With a somewhat disgruntled look on his face, Oak turned to him and asked “Blue? Why are you here? Let me think…. oh that’s right, you’re here for a Pokemon too. Very well then. Red, please pick your partner from the three pokeballs on the table.”
Blue instantly snapped “Gramps, what about me!?”
“Be patient,” Oak responded, “you can have one too.”
Red quickly walked over to the table, looking at the pokeballs with wonder in his eyes. Any of the three starters would be a good choice, but Red had already made his decision.
“I choose you, Bulbasaur!” He threw the ball and there was a brief flash of red plasma, then Bulbasaur was squatting on the ground in front of him.
Oak immediately quipped, “So, you want the grass Pokemon, Bulbasaur?”
Red responded with a definite yes, and then lowered himself to the creatures level so he could pet it.
As he was doing this, Blue sauntered over to the table. After taking a cursory glance at Red’s Bulbasaur, he knew which of them he would pick.
“I’ll take this one then!” He dropped the ball on the floor button down, and a Charmander popped out. Upon release, it emitted a low snarl and glared at Bulbasaur intently. Blue liked it already.
“Now then,” said Professor Oak, “would either of you like to nickname your Pokemon?”
Red honestly hadn’t thought of that yet, but it didn’t take him very long to come up with a meaningful name.
“I’ll call him Proxy.”
Blue snears, and then says: “Ha, is that the best you can come up with? I’m going to name mine Dusty!”
Red, slightly off-put by Blue’s confrontational mood, gets up to leave, with Proxy in tow. However, he doesn’t make it very far before....
“Wait Red, let’s check out our Pokemon! Come on, I’ll take you on!”
FIN (for now, and probably a while, still thinking about how to write fight scenes)
Suggestions on nicknames welcome, mostly for inspirational purposes, and as mentioned previously criticism is desired. I just wrote this up in the middle of the night because I was inspired by something to get started on writing it. Anyway, thanks for reading!
Edit: I just realized I forgot about the Pokedexes. I will have to work that in later.
Edit 2: Clarification - This is prologue, because it needs to be to meet word count minimum. Will be editing in Pokedex later though (even though it isn't going to be a large part of the plot, at all) so that may help it reach chapter status.
Edit 3: Ignore everything I said about the Pokedex. He gets it later (facepalm).