Bab 2: C002 - First egg hatches
Pete wasn't very fast running along the beach. The heavy wind fought back every step or two. The combination of sand and rain made his steps heavy and sluggish. However, he stayed on the beach near the tree line because running in the forest would be just as stupid as running near the water.
Near the water, any kind of water pokemon would gladly attack him, and inside the forest, all kinds of territorial pokemon could see him as a trespasser and finish him. Sure, they could be out and about and simply kill him anyway, but Pete was hoping the heavy rainstorm meant the pokemon would rather wait and stay dry somewhere hidden.
Eventually, a good two tiring hours later, Pete found a cabin. It didn't look like much, though oddly enough, it had glass windows and what appeared to be an electric lamp outside that was currently not on. So far away from any normal society, such a 'modern' cabin should stand out, but apparently, there was currently nobody inside seeking shelter. Well, the lights were off, so chances were good nobody was home Pete mused
Slowly and with a mind to appear as non-threatening as possible, should someone be home and mistake him for a burglar, Pete stepped closer and knocked on the door.
"Hey! I'm a stranded guy looking for shelter. Anybody home?" Pete shouted. Nobody answered, so he knocked and shouted again, but nobody answered the door.
Pete took that as a sign that nobody was home, so he turned the doorknob and entered cautiously.
The cabin was a simple one-room shelter. One corner held a bed, another held a dusty desk with a simple wooden chair, another held a book case with two big tomes, what appeared to be a tall but thin atlas of some kind, a notebook with no title and a few thin books on the local plants.
Deciding to find whatever gifts this little cabin had for him at a later date, Pete put down the bags, stripped out of his wet clothes, took out two firestones, the metallic case with the egg and pokeballs, a sleeping bag and then blocked the door from getting opened with the wooden chair.
There was a clothesline next to the fireplace where Pete hung up the wet clothes, and he placed a fire stone on a clay bowl under the wet clothes. Next, he set up the sleeping bag on the dusty bed, careful not to disturb the dust too much and placed the metallic case with the egg and a firestone instead of the used pokeballs on the nightstand next to where his head would be.
Again, careful not to disturb the dust, Pete slipped into the sleeping bag and enjoyed the warmth the firestone radiated on his face. Wading through wet sand during a storm drained him of all his energy, so he quickly fell asleep.
A few hours later, Pete woke up, and it was noticeably darker in the room. It was still nighttime. However, Pete woke up because he heard movement.
He gingerly sat up, making as little noise as possible, and looked around the room. He wouldn't hold it against a Ratatta or other rodent to break in in search of shelter, but he was positive a random Ratatta could hurt him, much less kill him if a group of them arrived and was immediately hostile.
The occasional lightning outside lit up the room from time to time, and Pete got a good look around. If anything or anyone beside him was inside the cabin, they were hiding well. Which was when he noticed the sound again, this time clearly noticing where it came from. The next bolt of natural lightning showed him that the egg that was inside the metallic case had cracks all over it and was shaking on the spot.
With rapt attention, Pete focused on the egg and hatched plans on how to best convince this newborn pokemon to be friendly with him. Should it choose to stay with him, a luxury ball would surely be a good first impression. Also, food was always a good plan, so Pete slowly got up and looked for the bag he had put all the food and vitamin samples in that he found in the two containers.
Thinking that a bottle of highly concentrated supplements was too strong a dose for any newborn, Pete decided on diluting a portion of a carbos bottle in one of the wooden buckets that caught water from the leaking roof. Other than that, he opened a back of all-purpose, highly nutricious poke-treats that apparently the vast majority of pokemon liked eating according to the box it came in.
Ready with his preparation, Pete sat down on the bed again and carefully watched the egg. To fight off some of his own hunger, he tried one of the poke-treats because, sadly, he didn't find any human food in the containers or in this cabin.
One little block, roughly the size of a marble, was enough that Pete no longer felt hungry, which was a good thing. Though, he wasn't a huge fan of the taste. Not that he tried it before, but his best guess was that it came close to dry cat food with an after taste of day-old cut grass.
Slowly, but surely, the cracks were all over the egg, and enough of the shell came off that Pete should have been able to see inside if he had a light source. Moments later, the baby pokemon fully awoke and flexed its powers from inside the egg, gently prying every piece of shell off of its body with a barely noticeable pink hue surrounding the pieces.
Another lightning bolt lit up the cabin, and Pete got a good look at the pokemon. It was pretty much the exact same size as the egg, and if he didn't know any better, Pete would have thought the egg white and the yolk were still intact.
Solosis, a psychic pokemon that looked like two balls of vanilla ice cream mushed together, with two black beads for eyes. A poker card's suit of diamonds right between the eyes for a mouth and a little curly horn on the left side of its head, all wrapped up in a sack of transparent bluish fluid.
'Wait, bluish? Wasn't the 'egg white' supposed to be green? If it's a shiny, it has to be the favorite of that lady who prepared the egg specially for me,' Pete thought in wonder as the two black beady eyes of the pokemon fell on him.
All of a sudden, Pete felt like someone foreign tried to gently think from inside his head. It was an odd sensation unlike anything he had ever felt, and weirdly, it didn't feel out of place. Surely, nothing he could do at the moment, short of running away, would stop this process. So Pete tried to think happy thoughts to make a good impression.
'Solo...' a high-pitched, unsure thought, for lack of a better word, rang inside his mind.
"Uh, hey? You're a Solosis, right? I found your egg in a container after a ship wreck and brought you with me. I'm, uh.. new to all this. Same as you, I guess. Would you mind if we stick together?" Pete softly spoke to the pokemon that had just now started to slowly float out of the case and away from the egg shells it just broke out of.
Instead of answering, the pokemon softly prodded a little inside Pete's mind, and regarded its trainer-to-be while floating around his head with eyes wide open.
'Sol!'
The pokemon took a few moments in deliberation and eventually decided. It agreed to stay with Pete by expressing positive feelings through the psychic connection and softly booping his form against Pete's head.
"Cool beans. This is my first time with a pokemon, much less one that is freshly hatched. I, uh, have this pokeball here that's supposed to be really comfy that you could stay in," Pete explained as he held up a luxury ball. The pokemon floated toward it and booped its face against the button. With a flurry of red lights, Solosis was sucked up inside the ball.
The button shone with a red light, and a soft click sounded out in the room.
"Oh... how do I get you out now?"
Pete looked at the ball, rolled it around in his hand to look if there's anything more to see other than the big button, but there was nothing. He pressed it with a short press and pointed forward to release his shiny Solosis. But instead of spitting out the pokemon, the ball shrunk down in size.
"Oh lord, have mercy. Come on, you went to four years of college as an engineering major, Pete. You can find out how to operate a one button machine," Pete admonished himself.
With another short press, the pokeball got back from its golf ball size to roughly the size of an apple. The next button press was a little longer, around a second or two. And this time, instead of shrinking, the pokemon appeared in the cabin once again. However, while it did look like a white blob of light shot out and slowly formed into the pokemon, it wasn't really all too bright. That was good to know for the time he left the cabin and had to be sneaky outside.
"Great, hatched a pokemon, caught a pokemon, learned how to operate a pokeball, and didn't die in the half a day I have been in this world. I'm doing better than I had hoped," Pete narrated with a bright, though a little self-mocking smile.
His little new friend tilted its head a little in confusion but didn't think much of it and then started floating in the room to observe it.
"Ah yeah, I've been here for a few hours only, so it isn't very presentable, I guess. But we're not out in the storm getting rained on until my skin and your... is it fine if I call it egg sack? Well, less offensive it is... until our skins get all wrinkly," Pete explained, then corrected himself when he felt Solosis was a little irritated when he called its skin 'egg sack'.
"I think it's rude to call you 'it' in my head. Are you a girl?"
The pokemon showed positive feedback in his mind in response.
"Alright, good to know. So, I know moomoo milk would probably be best to raise you, but we have very little resources right now. Sure, I'm probably loaded in terms of money, but concerning food, we're out of options right now. I have these treats for food. One of these marbles should probably be enough for a while, and that bucket over there is carbos infused water. Carbos are an additive that should help you in training your speed," Pete said as he pointed to the bucket of water.
Solosis' first choice was dunking herself in the bucket and, through what looked like sheer will itself, slowly filled its skin sack with the water as it floated on the bucket's content.
When there was only half of the water in the bucket left, Solosis looked a little too inflated, but her diamond shaped mouth was inhaling the fluid quickly, fighting the high pressure her skin appeared to be in. It was a surreal sight, to be sure. But he had plenty of those ever since his unfortunate robot induced entry to the afterlife.
After taking only half of the poke-treat marble thanks to her psychic abilities and dragging it inside her form, Solosis made herself comfortable on top of Pete's stomach, who was once again inside the sleeping bag. Pete had suggested they should both try to sleep a little before the day was fully started.
When Pete next opened his eyes, the oddly calming noise of the storm was still raging outside, even louder than before.
It was still dark in the room, but clearly, it was already past dawn. Solosis was still sleeping. It had rolled off his stomach and was now leaning against his side on the bed. The sleeping bag, luxurious as it was, was completely silent as Pete opened it and slid out of it to get ready for the day.
First, he used another bucket to freshen up a little and get some water in him, immediately wishing for a toothbrush and toothpaste. Then, he put on the clothes he had hung up next to the fireplace that finished drying overnight thanks to the firestone.
Next, he used the little light he got from the windows to finish looking through the cabin. At the desk, he found a mounted flashlight he was going to take with him for sure. Well, if he decided to leave which he probably should. This cabin was still too close to the ship wreck for his liking.
The weather wasn't doing him any favors, though. In any case, food would eventually become a problem. It wasn't like he was anywhere close to civilization or knew where to find what food he could eat. Which was when he remembered the books on the bookcase.
Getting the books on the flora and spices, Pete rested on the bed with his back against the wall and the flashlight resting comfortably on his shoulder with the mounting gear it had.
A few hours of reading what was essentially four volumes of plant picture books. These thin books were divided in edible plants with clear markings which were edible by what type of pokemon and human, poisons plants and what to do with them, plants that could be used as remedies and the thinest book of them all, berries.
It was his brother in his last life who studied agriculture and how to grow food, but he was definitely keeping these books. Even the berries book had a short tip section on how to properly grow and tend to the berry bushes and trees.
A little on how to go about farming had definitely stuck with Pete, and it seemed a nice choice of profession.
Whoever had placed these books here had earmarked the pages with notes on plants that grew close to the cabin, so after he was done with that, Pete got up again to get the two big tomes from the book case.
The first one's name was titled 'A coward's tale: Cautionary stories on how to not handle dragon pokemon', no author, and the second tome's name was 'Root of all growth: Tips and tricks to raise your grass and ground pokemon' by Celadon's gym leader Erina.
'Erika was a rather young woman, so she isn't gym leader yet? Or well, it could be a rather old book... Is this Erina her mother? I hope not. The similar names are a little on the nose,' Pete thought with a helpless smile.
'In any case, I'll definitely keep those. I got a Snivy, a Sunkern and a Trapinch egg, and Trapinch will eventually become a dragon. They are notoriously hard to raise according to the game and the anime... and my influence on the story didn't change that.'
Leafing through those tomes, Pete reached the last page of the second tome and was surprised by two CDs falling out on his lap. Their cases were marked as 'TM22: Solar Beam' and 'TM37: Sandstorm' respectively.
They came together with a note: 'Given what I know about you, I doubt you'll find these anytime soon, but Silph Co agreed to make me a couple extra when my cutie Cubone and Exeggutor worked on these. So even if you don't need 'em, give 'em to your daughter, Regina. Cheers, your friend Erina'
"No golden finger, my ass. Clearly, I was set up to live an easy life the minute I get to safety," Pete scoffed under his breath.
'To be fair, if I go through with my plan to go to Johto instead of Kanto, that's going to be quite the journey with my spotty knowledge and singular baby pokemon.'
After he was done with the tomes and deciding they were coming with him too, he got up again to look at the large atlas.
The maps were in higher detail than the maps of the early pokemon games and painted quite the picture of a gigantic landmass that Kanto, Johto, and Sinnoh were a part of on its southern coast line.
However, according to the atlas, most of it was uninhabited by people and largely undiscovered, except for the general outline of the continent. In the later pages of the atlas, the maps included common routes between cities and what appeared to be spotty, incomplete data on habitats and large pokemon colonies for Kanto and Johto.
It would come in handy for almost any kind of future profession he could think of. Be it trainer, breeder, farmer or something in between, knowing where pokemons are will surely be a big help.
And even if he fondly thinks back to the games, there was no way he would remember where to catch whatever pokemon he wanted, save for a few outliers like the Safari zone pokemon or some annoying caves like Mt Moon.
And even then, he wouldn't remember 100% of them, and they might be totally different in this realistic pokemon setting. For a few forests and routes, he was sure they were different because he wrote it like that personally, and this was after all his version of the world.
One thing was for sure, being as big as the planet was, the diversity was much, much bigger on the well-known routes. And since it is a long time before his story began, migrations and territory fights still needed to happen.
According to the atlas, up to 20 different species or 'evolutionary lines' could be found in Viridian forest, for example. There was no way there were more than 7 in the games, and that's including the rare Pikachu spawns. And in his story, Pete's MC found both his Bulbasaur and his lost Larvitar in the forest.
Done with his musing about the higher pokemon diversity in well-known places, Pete found a potential place for a base if he wanted to become a breeder or farmer.
However, nobody had claimed the supposed meadow on the coast line west of Ilex Forest and south of route 34, and there was a reason. A reason he knew and would need to find a solution for during his probably very long travel time.
To reach there, he would need to climb a mountain, cross two towns and another mountain minimum anyway, so he had plenty of time to figure something out.
Especially if he had to do all that on foot.
Bab 3: C003 - Pete's inner monologue
Alright. Notebook and pen? Check. Solosis and myself fed? Check. Took a dump out in the rain and getting completely soaked again? Check. Cabin secured? Well, to the best of my abilities.
It's been two nights and one day since Solosis hatched, and this storm will not let up. It's crazy to me that all that rain didn't already cause landslides or flood the coastline. But it's the pokemon world. A multi-limbed worm in a red shell can change the weather and hurl boulders with its thoughts here. But I digress.
Let's go over my future plans after writing down all the world building I did when I wrote the fanfic I was thrown into by that lady. Huh, never asked for a name...
Also, didn't really mourn my own death. I did kinda accept this whole dying and being thrown into a fictional world rather quickly, now that I think about it.
No matter. Clearly, that lady had free reign to do whatever to me, yet she put me in a story I originally wrote as half a self insert and made it so I had everything I could ask for. Except for proper food, I guess. Nothing really for me to complain about.
Alright, let's start with history. My 'handler' mentioned I'll be here around a full poke-year before canon would start. So, most of those psychotic criminal organizations are still building up power, abducting and brainwashing kids with impunity.
The war between Sinnoh and the coalition is a good while away. And so is the death of Team Galactic's leader Cyrus, who managed to piss off Palkia enough for it to appear in Sinnoh and almost devastate the whole region with a stomp of its foot.
I should not move anywhere close to there before I know that Cyrus was stopped or after the disasters like earthquakes and tsunamis had run their course.
The league is still mourning the death of their Champion Red, and corruption is about to run rampant behind the scenes when everyone gets away with almost anything. I could give an anonymous heads-up to Oak, maybe warn the future champions and a few gym leaders? I'll have to think about the consequences first. Especially if I have no background to shield me. No, even if I have any sort of background in this world. The lady didn't say anything about that sadly, but I'll assume this body appeared out of nowhere until I learn otherwise.
Ho-oh is still sleeping somewhere, same as Lugia. Neither of which I want to particularly meet. In my story, they were a little homicidal and slowly vented their frustrations with Team Rocket's actions on the entire human populace. Celebi, however, will be around Ilex Forest, and I will very likely meet it if I want to live in the Evergreen Meadow as the atlas called it.
There's plenty of smaller tidbits I could list, but it would be too hard for me to gain something from these small things. I'll just write down as much as I remember and keep the info with me in this notebook. Apparently, the written language in this world is English, so I'll just write everything in my mother tongue, and nobody will figure it out even if they find the notebook. Even if the languages have many similarities. I should encrypt the names, though, just to be sure.
Let's talk Pokemon then. There's no levels, and technically no limit to how strong a pokemon can grow. They'll reach bottlenecks in strength that they can break during life and death battles or just by age alone. Most of these bottlenecks are the same for any pokemon of the same species talent rarely affects these bottlenecks. Evolutions are affected, though. They are not always at the same level of strength.
So, talent is important, though it is nothing you could measure in tiers, stages, or colors. And nothing that can't be overcome with dedication. Even in the games, a level 100 Butterfree could potentially sweep the team of an Elite Four member, all while Caterpie is among the weakest pokemon of them all.
Though to be sure, the oldest most powerful Butterfree in this world would still get swatted out of the air like a bothersome fly by any of the pseudo-legendary pokemon who received the same training.
Meaning the only thing that really hinders how strong a pokemon could get are the limits of its species, mostly concerning typing energy. Sure, there are outliers and even regional variants of Pokemon that can learn to wield a type of energy it normally shouldn't, but some limits cannot be overcome, even with training.
For example, bug, dragon, or dark type moves; Solosis will never be able to learn them no matter how hard she tries. Unless she's that one outlier like that one Pikachu tribe that learned Surf and got access to water type energy.
However, if she has a talent for grass moves, there's no limit to what she could learn from Energy Ball to Solar Beam or Razor Leaf. Vine Whip, however, might be hard because Solosis does not have vines. Before evolving to Reuniclus, my pokemon also won't be able to learn Thunder Punch, even if it can learn Thunder or other electric type moves.
TMs are a great way to introduce wielding another 'element' to a pokemon, but training is still necessary even then. Exposure to unfamiliar type energy also helps, which is why I'm going for a rather full typing coverage with the pokemon I'll try to raise myself. Even if I turn out to be special, which I will write about later.
Among the things I like most about this whole thing in combination to getting a Solosis is the move Heal Pulse. The semi-signature move of the Chansey line and Audino is theoretically learnable by all psychic pokemon.
In the games, the Solosis line was not among the pokemon that could learn it, however, with their own ability Regenerator and the normal type move Recover, it should be possible to have it learn the move. It will be a real life-saver, especially early on while treading in foreign lands.
And, while all classic moves from the games exist, a highly trained pokemon should still be able to use the typing energy as is to influence its surroundings with ease. Which is not only a way for a pokemon to learn new moves it also diversifies tactics during battle and is a great way to train a pokemon.
Ah yes, abilities. In the games, there were some truly busted abilities a pokemon could have. In my world, I nerfed most of them, however I enabled pokemon to have more than one, even all they could potentially have. Including the hidden one. Some take time to manifest, others can even be trained to be stronger.
So Shedinja's wonder guard that made them immune to anything that isn't super effective doesn't exist, not fully. They still take a lot less damage from non-super effective moves, but not 0. Shedinja don't die from a fire sneeze either however. So even with no stats or systems in this world I can say with certainty, a Shedinja could have more than 1 hp.
Also Magic Guard and Overcoat should work amazingly well together now that I think about it, they are both abilities Solosis should have in addition to the hidden ability Regenerator. I don't doubt the shiny favorite of my handler doesn't have its hidden ability.
Overcoat makes it so a pokemon are protected from weather effects, like sand and hail, and powder moves like Paralysis and Poison Powder. Magic Guard should nullify all non-direct damage, but in my world heavily reduces that kind of damage. That means attacks and effects that don't do damage immediately, like Leech Seed, Stealth Rock and many more. Overcoat and Magic Guard can easily be trained together in unfavorable weather then.
Alright, pokemon and history covered, I should move onto humans in the pokemon world. Divided on the entire planet, I think I wrote something along the line of less than one and a half billion people being alive, despite the landmass of the planet being several times bigger than my original planet. The reason for that should be obvious. Pokemon as a whole tolerate us at best, and we are not the top of the foodchain on this planet. Not by a long shot.
As in the anime, there are special people like aura masters, psychics, and other people with talents, though I wrote it with a little twist. I called it typing affinity. And why are there so many psychics in the anime? Because that is the easiest typing affinity to grow and notice in a person. It's also an inherent trait in humanity, a kind of genetic predisposition. However, except for the two outliers in normal and steel, a human can have an affinity to any typing energy and more than one, too.
It can be inborn, but it can also be acquired with bonds to pokemon. This is also why a lot of people only train pokemon of a particular type. Not that most are aware that they are subconsciously influenced to make that decision.
For example, bonding to a pokemon with psychic energy 'unlocks' or raises your psychic affinity, which in turn buffs your own psychic powers as well as your insight in training yourself and your psychic pokemon, and through your bond, it increases the talent of your pokemon. It's a kind of self-fulfilling prophecy, a positive feedback loop of sorts. It is, however, not a widely known fact. Even bonds are treated as myths by the masses.
What did I write about aura then? I didn't want to make it too much like a cultivation novel, so I attributed it some skills that help in training oneself and other pokemon, as well as calling it a form of life type energy that was the rarest of them all. Barely any pokemon, most of which are fighting-type pokemon with an affinity for a calm mind, ever learn an aura move and it is the least common affinity a human can be born with.
My MC had the affinity for aura, but only learned of it late into the story and never really explored it before I procrastinated long enough to stop my interest in keeping the story going.
I won't hold out much hope for having an aura affinity, though a strong psychic affinity would be cool. Especially with Solosis on my team.
Let's talk professions and future aspirations.
There's no way in hell I want to be a selfless hero, and living the nomad life of a pokemon champion trainer doesn't really appeal to me. I want a place I can call home, something truly mine. Sadly, gym leader is not an option either, because without interference I could become a puppet to some higher ups who somehow get a hold of a weakness of mine.
That's probably also why my mind immediately zeroed in on Evergreen Meadow when I saw it in the atlas. There's no way I'm suffering boredom in an office job in this world full of adventure and mystery. So no big city life.
It wouldn't work anyway because when I manage to hatch all my eggs and raise nine pokemon while trying to live off of having sold the fortune I found in those two containers, I would run out of money way too quickly.
Small towns could also work as a base of operations, but even with a psychic pokemon and a possible psychic affinity I don't think I could peacefully sleep in a town where people have little balls hidden away with biological weapons of mass destruction in them.
I didn't write a horror fanfic, but still a lot of fucked up things happened on the journey of my MC. Which means they could happen to me. I don't need a Haunter to pop out of a town's forgotten graveyard and eat my nightmares randomly.
So farmer or breeder, maybe both and definitely away from society before I raised pokemon strong enough to feel safe. And both professions would enable me to have enough resources to feed and train a strong team of pokemon to defend myself and mine.
I have the books on flora, I have knowledge on a few recipes that pokemon should like if my influence on this world is to be believed and I have a possible ground and two grass pokemon I could potentially bond to lined up. It's a pipe dream to have all three affinities for psychic, ground and grass, but if I do have all three I could become a farming deity.
Are there any pokemon I would particularly want that could make my life easier if I want to grow trees, crops and berries? Sunkern and its evolved form Sunflora in particular are a great start.
Trapinch could help with the fields, sure, but I think I'd rather want something like a Rhyhorn that could help with towing heavy loads, too. The Aron line maybe?I'm probably closer to Larvitar territory? Or the Drilbur line? I don't think the sunny meadow will be a nice place to raise a Swinub into a Mamoswine.
A Gastradon would probably be great, but they don't live in shallow rivers or at the coast normally. The Mudkip line, now that I think about it would probably be amazing in more ways than one if we're talking ground type coverage for a farm. For the same reason I'd probably appreciate having a Quagsire.
Alright, for grass mons I could probably do with a little variety. Sadly, pokemon from Unova and Sinnoh are going to be hard to come by if I don't get extremely lucky again. So no Turtwig line, no Cottonee line and even the Gogoat and Cherubi lines are going to be impossible to get short term.
Speaking of Cottonee, what about the Mareep line? Would I ever want to make my own clothes? Probably not. But a Mareep or two would still be nice. Not only for the generator, but also because I remember my MC having a deluxe Flaaffy head plume pillow that was heavenly. Who hates a comfortable sleep?
Thinking about it, I'll probably be able to see swarms of the Hoppip line easily. They are literally pollen come to live and who better to pollinate my precious crops and trees. Honestly, I think if possible I should even find a few Oddish and Paras, just to be on the safe side. The guide book for edible plants did have a few highly nutritious mushrooms listed after all. And who better to help them grow than a living mushroom.
Living with Beedrills sounds like a horrible experience, but Combee is apparently rather docile if unprovoked. Always loved honey, so maybe I'll look into that.
Do I want to rear fowl or bovines? I didn't eat much meat in my last life, so I could probably do without. But I probably want a few Miltanks anyway. Milk is the drink of the gods, and why settle for less than the supposed most delicious and nutritious milk possible.
Good thing I know where to find some Miltank other than routes 38 and 39 near the port city of Olivine in Johto. Because all around Goldenrod City, the biggest port city of Johto south of Olivine City and north of Ilex Forest, my destination, is a true haven for normal type pokemon. It's also the reason why Whitney, who should probably be starting her career as a gym leader right about now, is famed for her normal type pokemon. Same as her uncle Milton, who retired from the gym leader life to open up a Miltank farm. If I don't find any wild Miltank, maybe I can buy some from him?
With that out of the way, is living on a farm and raising pokemon the only thing I'll do then? Since becoming a league trainer isn't in the stars for me, I could do research which would probably be kinda easy. I'm no Arceus, but I did create, mold and define some of the natural laws that govern this world. A regional professor is a very respected position in this world. And with sufficient academical acclaim professors are above league influence. It's worth some further consideration.
It would also be a sort of bond to my brother, not the professor part. Though if I choose to be a farmer and do research on pokemon nutrition, crops, and berries and stuff - that sounds like something my older brother would have appreciated.
I'm somehow not mourning even my own death and it feels like I moved on instantly, but I think it would be nice to do something that would remind me of him.
I still need a background though, especially if I want to do research. I rifled through the pockets of the clothes I arrived in and found nothing. No phone, no wallet, no ID. If I popped out of nowhere, I need some way to gain a believable background.
Hmm, Professor Elm, the pokemon professor of the Johto region with a focus on breeding research could help with that. According to what I wrote, he's a little gullible and resides in New Bark Town, the first town I'll likely reach if I cross Tohjo mountain to get to Johto.
Alright, that sounds like a good enough plan. I mean, I'll have to first survive the trip and Professor Elm being gullible is nice on paper, but I'm no actor. It's a 50/50 if he will help me. If I'm even allowed to meet him.
Maybe I can bribe him with one of the four working TM? Machine, not disks. Or maybe I'll wow him with the definition on egg groups for breeding. He'll likely have some if not most of the data, but I'm sure it isn't public knowledge and reading through the bulba-wiki in preparation for the novel I wrote gave me plenty of knowledge on that topic. If that doesn't convince him to sponsor me, nothing will.
Alright, I think for now that were all the serious topics.
Soooo, I don't particularly want to die alone... again. Concerning women, do I want to go for someone in particular? I already had Whitney in mind earlier, she would be kinda close enough in Goldenrod City compared to my destination.
Cynthia, Sinnoh's champion is certainly a contender. As a teen playing the game, I always thought she was way hotter than she had any right to be as a character in a pokemon game.
I could stop Courtney from becoming a Team Magma admin in Hoenn. I wrote a bit of a backstory for her in my novel after all, so I know where to find her. Well, most likely find her. If she is anything like I wrote, her personality is quite to my liking. It's why I considered her as a love interest for my MC and gave her so much screen time at the time.
I also have enough reason to go to Unova with all my immediate pokemon being from that region, so will I try to woo Gym Leader Elesa? I'll have to check how old she actually is before I plan anything drastic.
Same is true for Misty, she shouldn't be a gym leader just yet, which she became right out of school according to my story. So, too young at the moment. The early style of the pokemon anime did her no favors, but she should be very pretty and is definitely talented.
Ugh, even if I wanted to, window shopping a waifu won't work. I'll have to live with them so we need to get to know each other first, and there's no telling if they would even want to be with me, so let's be a little more realistic.
And who knows, maybe I will find a cutie immediately. Johto is home to the Officer Jenny clan after all. No idea why I never bothered to write a more comprehensive reason on why the Jennys and the Joys existed as they did. Jennys being incorruptible and Joys being altruistic is a great plot device after all.
Well, I did write that those names are a family name of sorts and they have actual names that aren't Jenny and Joy, too. Never bothered to explain why all the female offspring in the family looked almost identical and why they all wanted to be in the same profession though. Wow, lazy writing...
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