Nero's here!

[Nishrocks]

Buzzing with excitement, Nero walked up the muddy path to Kantex Laboratory. As his excitement got the better of him, he began to run towards the door. Tingling with anticipation, he opened the door.
Empty.
What a disappointment.
A strange chill enveloped him, and he tucked his medallion into his shirt for safety...

[Professor Gravon]

A pokemon materialised before Nero.
All that could be seen of it was it's evil face. It brought a cold wind with it.
<What do you want? No one's here.>

[Nishrocks]

Nero was scared. But he knew he had to brave, after all, he was in a strange region, without even a pokemon for safety.
"M-my N-name is N-nero..." he stuttered, trying to mask his fear.
He always stuttered when he was afraid, always, and that only made him more nervous.
Taking a deep breath, he continued
"I'm here for a pokemon, I was told that -" the evil face was staring at him, "that i-if I came t-to this lab, I-I'd be given one, please...?"
Now he was rambling 'I'd be given one please' what rubbish! It wasn't even proper grammar, but Nero was too scared to care.
"S-sorry to take up your time, I-I'll leave if you want...."

[Professor Gravon]

<No! Don't leave! I'm sorry if my presence is O-V-E-R-B-E-A-R-I-N-G!>
It said, emphasizing the last word threateningly. It's long white smooth teeth gnashed at it's own words.

<I am Gravon's glalie. My name is Sub-Zeron. Now, may I ask, what starter P-O-K-E-M-O-N (emphasise added), would you like? They come in regular, shiny, rainbow or shadow.>

[Nishrocks]

"A ... Glalie?"
They certainly didn't have those in Kanto. Feeling the cold chill, he stepped forward and asked, "A pokemon?"
By now he was excited, that tingling sensation returning to him. Nero was himself again.
"Nice to meet you, Sub-Zeron," he said, holding out his hand. He quickly retracted it when he saw that Sub-Zeron didn't have hands.
He paced round the room, his mind racing. Finally, he stopped.
"That's it!"
Running to the levitating, shiny ice pokemon, he said in a whisper:


"A Shadow UnownN"

[Professor Gravon]

<...!> Replied the glalie.
<A shadow unown? I have never heard of an odder request. I'll... see if we ave one.>

<In the meantime, grab a starters pack by the door over their while I try to find one.>

[Nishrocks]

Nero knew a Shadow UnownN was a strange request, and he knew that an unown on it's own wasn't altogether strong.
But UnownN had a special meaning to him, and he also knew that they had untapped powers. And anyway, it probably wasn't going to be his main battle pokemon, more of a companion, Nero needed companionship.
He walked over to the door, and found a starters pack.

In the starter pack, he found 5 pokeballs, 5 potions, §5000, a pokedex and a pokenav.

((ooc)) Do I create an inventory thread now?((/ooc))

[Professor Gravon]

(ooc: yep! sure do!)

The bronzong returned. A pokeball hovering in front of it, as though guiding it.
<Here you go trainer!>

((Stats))
Nickname: (you choose)
Species: _-_Unown N_-_
Gender: (You Choose)
Level: 5
Attacks: Hidden Power, Secret Power, Ancient Power, Cosmic Power
Ability: Levitate and Huge Power
Persona: (You Choose)

[Nishrocks]

ooc: It was actually a Glalie, You've got me mixed up with Travis' board.
BIC:

The Shadow Unown floated in a circle around Nero. <Hello, young one, what is your designation>
Nero looked puzzled. "Designation? What do you mean?"

<It is my intention to know how I may address you, my new trainer>

"Oh! You mean my name! It's Nero! And what's yours?"

The Unown remained suspended in midair, unmoving.

<My designation is official UnownN-47, part of the word INTELLIGENCE in the Ruins of Alph, where I am the 47th of my kind. However, as my new master, I will accept any designation bestowed upon me and respond accordingly to any address using that designation>

"Well, UnownN-47 is a little long winded..." began Nero.

<Quite so, Master, I agree. I always imagined it as a little bit ... well, shall we say, uncreative..> replied the still Alphabet Pokemon.

"Hey, hey! None of that 'Master' stuff, we're equals, partners! And anyway, I've decided to call you Ninurta, or Nin, for short, He was the Sumerian God of the Sun, associated with Saturn, and Slayer of Evil, he's an ancient myth, from the earliest civilisation in the world. I think that really fits you!"

<Well, Master...>

"Hey, what did I say?"

<Apologies> said Nin, <I meant to say, Nero, I personally am thrilled with the name, though the Sumerians lived 8000 years ago, and I can assure you, I am much, much older.>

Nero's eyes widened. "Really?! That's impossible!"

Though Nin couldn't smile, Nero felt him warm up telepathically.

<That's what they all say.>

There was a pause for a moment,

<Now, come, companion, let us make haste for Route One! After all, it's the only way you stand a chance of finding the one you seek...>

Nero stepped back in shock again.

"How do you know that?"

<As friends, we share a special bond. Let us hope that bond will only grow stronger...>

Nero beamed. "Yes, lets! Come on Nin, let's go!"

And together, the walked, (well, Nin floated) to the door.
Giving one last turn, Nero waved at the Glalie (ooc: Or Bronzong) and stepped out of the laboratory.

His adventure was finally ready to begin...

[Professor Gravon]

(ooc: Oops. But look at what time I've been RPing lately. 2am?)

[Nishrocks]

((ooc))
Don't worry about it
But ... /you/ could make up by advancing my RP in Route 1...
...or, another mod.
puh-leeez!