Ballstuck IC

Several young Pokémon stand in their bedrooms. It just so happens that today, the 8th of August, may or may not be one of their birthdays, probably a significant one that might indicate the onset of adulthood. Despite this, it is only today that they will receive names!
What will the names of these young Pokémon be?

Spoiler:

==>Banyu: Pester Chum about discovery.

==>Banyu: Pester Chum about discovery
You bring out your teblat(at least thats what it said it was) and open up pesterchum. Oh, looks like Glitch is online!
totallyGeneric(TG) started pestering chestnutGladiator(CG)
TG: Hi Glitch!
CG: Oh hey Banyu
CG: What is it?
TG: I found this game!
TG: I thought you might like to play
CG: ........what game
CG: What is it about
TG: It's called....S...Sburp?
TG: I don't know really
CG: Sburp does it have something to do with burping
TG: No wait it's Sburb! The cover is a little dusty and worn
TG: but the disc is fine!
CG: Really???? Hmmmm wait how am i gonna play it then do you have an extra or something
TG: Extra isn't a problem! I have 11 extras!
CG: oh
CG: Well that's useful
TG: I thought we could tell everyone and have them play too! It seems to be multiplayer :03
CG: Fine by me! I just hope I don't end up breaking the game or something what with my name and all
TG: :0< You better not break it
CG: what if i do
CG: What are you gonna do about it huh???
TG: Then I come over there
TG: and ninja you
TG: >:03
CG: what noooo your dont hurt me with your ultra ninja powers anything but that
TG: It's fine! just pester everyone else, ok?
totallyGeneric(TG) ceased pestering chestnutGladiator(CG)

EDIT:

Hey, looks like someone is messaging you

Pesterlog:

Your name is ISAAC, and you are a CLOWN. Not a juggalo, because they are shitty fake clowns, but a real circus clown. Aside from being a clown, you have a number of interests- okay, no, that's a lie, you really don't, but you do play video games sometimes. Also, you talk to your friends online. But other than that, being a clown is a 24-7 gig! When you're not performing, you can always be practicing! Your chumhandle is gleefulAntic and you *often get VERY EXCITED!!!*

>Pester some chums

Pesterlog:

Pesterlog:

Your name is Asha and you are a very excited Shinx. You are often very excited but today you are especially excited because you just learned about a new game that you might be able to play with your friends. You were told about it by your clown friend, not a juggalo friend because they are shitty fake clowns, but an ACTUAL clown friend.

When you aren't pestering your chums your busy attempting to create the world’s next piece of ground-breaking art or tending to the garden of the estate you were found in. Your chumhandle is attentiveArgent and you tend to talk in a carefree, easy sorta way.

You have some chores that need doing but that can wait for now, it's time to pester TG and get the facts on this game action.

>pester TG

Pesterlog:

> Be the Sandshrew

Your name is Tobias. As previously stated, you are a sandshrew. You have quite a yearning to learn, much to your older brother's disapproval, who would rather have you learn to fight instead of "Waste your time on such frivolous activities that will get you no where." You think he's just jealous. You've gone through teacher after teacher soaking in information, because it's just too hard to just choose one job when you could do SO MANY! You have also met a few friends while learning, or even going to buy more supplies.

Speaking of friends, your friend Glitch just told you about a sweet game that your hoping to play with him and Banyu.  Well... After you finish packing. Or when your in your new apprenticeship. You start to remember your conversations that you had that got you here.

PESTERLOG:

PESTERLOG:

PESTERLOG:

==> Be the someone ELSE

Your name is Elegial. You are a Meditite. You live in a cave in the middle of a freezing wasteland in the mountains. A blizzard is screaming outside. Inside, your cave is scattered with some objects indicative of your interests, which we will now examine.

You have a love of mathematics in any form, especially those that provide real-world applications, such as the wondrous world of stat calculation. This interest was sparked by a book you possess called "EV Training for Dummies", which provided untold secrets of the mystic world of effort values.
You are dedicated to the ideal of strength, both mentally and physically, which is augmented by your frequent training against the ferocious Pokemon living elsewhere in the mountains. You ensure that you only train against those that give you the greatest benefit to your abilities.
You also often surf the internet and talk with others, using a strange computer you found in the cave. It appears to need neither a connection to the internet nor power to function. While you're not the most social person, you've got a few friends here and there.

Your handle is causalitysAscendance and you prefer to speak in an aloof manner.

What will you do?

> Pester somebody.

Since you have little else to do while the conditions outside are this bad, you decide to pester somebody.

Hm. It seems only Glitch is on. He can be a bit too enthusiastic sometimes, but he's alright. You send him a message.

PESTERLOG:

You remain seated, pondering and waiting, as the viewpoint moves to somebody else.

Meanwhile at the beach...

While you're sorting this whole situation out, you think it might be a good idea to pester Glitch.

Show Pesterlog:

>GT: Contact some people to play

Well, after you talked to cA recently, Elegial is of course the first to come to mind. You try to pester her right away

Pesterlog:

Well, so much for that. Stupid Glitch. But at least she'll be playing.

Who else could you contact...

>Scoville: think about things for a while.

Yeah, you resolve to do just that. After all, you don't imagine people are going to be pestering you for a while. After all, besides Tobias, Glitch, and this Banyu person, you don't even know who's going to be playing this game with you!

For the first time since you moved into this new town you regret not actively striving to make friends. You don't know anyone around here! You're just as much an outsider as you were when you moved in. And that Torkoal, your old master, who taught you everything you know about smithing and then passed away in his sleep... He was the closest you had to a friend, and he could be incredibly demanding at times. His death took a while to accept, but recently you've begun to believe that you've gotten over it. And then this happens. That damned foolish Tyrogue.

It doesn't seem right that your first apprentice just burned to death in your own forge. No, it seems decidedly wrong. The first person you took under your wing, and he died on your watch. It almost makes you wonder if you're not ready Talking to Glitch helped though. You didn't expect it to help, but you feel a lot better now. It really wasn't your fault Tyrogue flipped out. There's really no way this could have been avoided.

Slowly you begin to feel better about the situation. Not exactly good, but at least closer to neutral. You walk over to your computer. To your surprise, you missed a message. Tyrogue would have answered that.

Spoiler:

Darn, looks like you missed him. You guess you'll try contacting him instead, for what it's worth.

Spoiler:

Guess you'd better clean up the forge, in the meantime. Don't want Tobias to get here and see a blackened corpse in your forge. (After Tyrogue fell in, you turned off the forge as soon as you could, but the damage was already done.) You decide to go bury him immediately.

Anyways, wasn't that game going to start today?

Spoiler:

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This... is not going well.




Not going well at all. You snarl and spasm your wing digits inward in frustration.

You know that's not going to do any good whatsoever, but it does make you feel marginally better.


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Having been in this shed for about two days and having contacted at least a couple ten perplexed Pokémon already, you feel like this paper-thin cover is about busted. In fact, you're not even entirely sure that nobody saw you sneak in here in the first place, or that the locals aren't already mounting an investigation into this area specifically to track you down. Or that these crates are ever going to stop smelling like badly-cooked onions. Actually, you're pretty sure of the opposite at this point, with regard to that last one.

Alone. Cornered. Wary. Hungry. Surrounded by burnt, rotten onions. This is a totally ideal state for the last hope of a once-great Flying-type clan, yep. The council would be laughing at you for this. And the others...? You don't even want to think about how they'd react.

Worst of all, you weren't even lying about being almost out of power. No, actually, worst of all, you almost have the urge to actually eat those horrifying, abominable onions.


...




Maybe you could just... you know... reach over into one of those crates and...


...




No!

Whatever you do, you're not going to let it come to that. You may not be the most direct Pokémon on the planet, but you know you're better than that, at least. You have values. You have aspirations. You have standards.

You are not the kind of Pokémon who eats spoiled onions.




You are TAZNEHRU of the EASTERN RIDGE ARCHEOPS CLAN, and you don't simply give in and cower in a corner when things get bad. You go down fighting.




By which you mean carefully concealing yourself in a tree and preparing to shoot the next passerby if necessary.

wut:

> Hartwell: Get back home.

Okay. You are getting quite thirsty and the sky doesn't look too good either. You have no problem with rain but this looks more like one of those storms that happen in every few years or so. You know, the big one where the lake grows like to double it was before.
> Check your computer.
You got it! Oh. It looks some chums were trying to get in touch with you. It seems as you were too busy doing nothing boating around on the lake you missed them. You silly doofus you say to yourself.
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It's seems one of the chums was Mister Cyano. Well, to tell the truth, you're kinda relieved you missed him. You don't have any problem with him, that's not why you're at ease. Though he can be a bit... unnerving. But you try to have an open mind. No, the reason you didn't want to talk to the dude was that a few weeks ago you may have told him an eansy tinsy tiny, well,khmm, lie, and well you're nervous that he might have found it out? Damn.
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Anyway, let's see who else tried to reach you. Oh, it's Miss Elegial and she's still online! Oh boy, you should keep her waiting then.

pesterlog:

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Well, you guess you should just talk to Glitch then. Let's see. Oh, it looks like you're in luck, he is still onl...
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Bloddy typical. Well, you guess you will just sit here and wait for him to get online. Well, looks like Hartwell is going to be boring for a while, go check on somebody else.

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