Sta.sh
Guild: Rescuers
Joining date: 7/20/11 estimate
Member 1: Remington Munchlax Male
Trait & Personality: Relaxed / Impetuous and silly
Move 1: Tackle
Move 2: Metronome
Move 3: Hidden Power (Psychic)
Move 4: Flamethrower
Accessories: Plain White Scarf (worn around neck), Pink Shell Bell Necklace (around neck), Chargestone
Pyren Monferno is in the past!!!
Member 2: Pyren Monferno Male
Trait & Personality: Modest / Quick Tempered
Move 1: Mach Punch
Move 2: Fire Blast
Move 3: Flamethrower
Move 4: Slack Off
Accessories: Monochrovat worn on the neck, Beaded bracelet on the left arm
Member 3: Amelia Mawile Female
Member 3 Trait & Personality: Naughty / Strongly Defiant
Move 1: ViceGrip
Move 2: Dark Pulse
Move 3: Faint Attack
Move 4: Payback
Accessories: Plain Black Scarf (around neck), Black Cloak (on back)
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Pyren came up to a door to a building and knocked on it. It was raining that day, but this was something he needed to do. He knew what the building was for.
The door shot open. “Come in, come in! My goodness, come in! I can’t believe you’ve been waiting outside in the rain all this time! You could have knocked earlier, you know!” a Ninetails said.
“Ya, hi.” Pyren said. “I hear you work with guild registrations?”
“My name is Callahan, or Calla, for short. I’m the guild registrar, you know. I’m quite good at it!”
“Ya, hi Calla.” Pyren said dismissively, walking inside.
“Oh, please allow me to take your belongings, they’re all wet!” Calla exclaimed. “I’ll just hang them in front of the fireplace todry as we go over the formalities.” He hesitated before adding “And the paperwork, of course! There will be a lot of that, don’t you worry one bit!
“Right...” Pyren said. “Look, I wanted to...” he started.
“You do have the forms that we’ve mailed you filled out, yes?” Calla interrupted. “That does always make things go much quicker here.”
Pyren held out the papers to him. “Ya, but...” he started again.
“What’s this?” He exclaimed. “These forms are soaking wet, and the ink has run! Goodness, we’re in for a lot more paperwork than I could have hoped to dream of!”
Pyren looked at him in disbelief and slapped himself in the face in annoyance.
“No matter, I have spare forms, and all the time in the world!” Calla exclaimed eagerly. “I trust you have no pressing appointments yet, so I’ll write down your information now.” He sat down at a desk. “With your help, of course.” he added before pointing to a chair in front of the desk.
Pyren groaned in anguish and sat down, and Calla smiled eagerly. “Let’s get right down to it, shall we? My fastest time for entering a team in the official guild registrar is a touch under a few hours; let’s see if we can break the record!” Pyren slammed his head onto the desk at the thought. “All right now.. names, please?” Calla asked
“My name is Pyren, though I’m not the team leader.” Pyren answered. “The leader’s name is Remington.”
“Ahh.. what.. commo-” Calla started before cutting himself off. “er, good names you all have! How do you spell them?”
Pyren immediately spelt the names out for him. “It’s R-e-m-i-n-g-t-o-n, and my name is P-y-r-e-n.”
“Interesting spelling! Are you foreign? French, perhaps?” Calla asked.
Pyren suppressed a laugh. “No. We're Staterian.” Pyren answered before he started literally laughing out loud. “Ya know, me and my friends are some of the few Pokemon to ever have left our continent. The waters are really dangerous to navigate, even on the surface, and there’s almost NO islands for flying types to...”
“Ah, no, forget it,” Calla interrupted, it being his turn to be annoyed. “France is just made up here, you know. Often used as comic relief. Er, just forget that. Moving on! What alias do you wish to give you lot of fellows? I hope it’s something good! I’ve been so bored by Pokemon insisting to use a name like “Team Awesome” or anything of the sort. More like “Team Mediocrity,” I like to think! I’m sure you have a much more...”
“Shut up!” Pyren suddenly yelled, being VERY fed up. “I only came here to make sure the team name is correct. I want the name to be Team Freedom. Is it that way?”
“I knew you wouldn’t let me down!” Calla shouted, completely ignoring the insult. “Is that the normal spelling, or do you insist on losing letters, or replacing them altogether entirely? (I hope not..)”
“No. Not at all.” Pyren said.
Calla nodded and wrote something down on some fresh paperwork. “And.. done. All right! Next topic!”
The door slammed open suddenly, and Remington rushed in. “Pyren! There you are!” Remington yelled. “I’ve been looking all over for you! You went missing this morning, and I came to find you.”
“You there, lad!” Calla exclaimed. “You seem to be the leader of the team, here. Why don’t you tell me about yourself? Please make it interesting! I’m not filing a police report, you know. I don’t get paid for this, either. I do it for the stories people tell! Everyone has a story! (Some are better than others, though. That’s for sure..) However, I do hope yours isn’t filled to the brim with angst and darkness, you know. We have enough of that as it is with the recent crises we’ve been going through!”
“If you insist on weaving a yarn of incredible sadness and general malaise, please make it good. I’ll discern the necessary details from your story and put it down in the log book here. “
Remington didn’t say anything. “Is...this dude like this a lot?” he asked
“Yep...” Pyren said blankly.
Remington frowned. “Well, if it’s our history you want, then you should know that we’re from another continent.”
“Your friend told me.” Calla said.
“Oh, OK.” Remington said. “Basically, we were from an empire that worshiped Arceus, and we were part of a special force of Pokemon formed to fight back marauders that plagued our homeland.”
“I see; go on.” Calla insisted.
“But...our home was invaded by the Giritinan empire, after a new emperor took power in their lands.” Remington explained, his head starting to hang down. “Can...we not talk about it? We went through a harsh journey to actually get away from them...”
Calla didn’t say anything. “I see...” He finally said. “Well,
what an enchanting tale! I can see why you’d probably like to join the
Rogues Guild. Find a way to take revenge, and all.” Pyren rolled his eyes in annoyance. He was WAY off.
“And you there, lad, what is your story?” Calla asked Pyren. “Your leader has done an excellent job of keeping me awake at this late hour, I hope you do the same!”
“Not very different from Remy’s, really.” Pyren said. “War torn home, yada yada yada... Look, can we just get on with this?”
“Very well, then.” Calla said, scribbling on the paper. “It seems I have all I need in order to register you here in our peaceful Tao Village! Just to make sure all the facts are correct, please look over them and sign your initials at the bottom! Don’t forget to sign offon your belongings! You wouldn’t believe how many people forget their accessories, only to leave them here with me! (Please don’t do that, I have so many things cluttering up my attic in dusty old boxes..)”
Remington and Pyren nodded and immediately filled out the paperwork (of course, Pyren had to “politely” remind Remington about his accessories)
“What’s that, you say?” Calla asked. “There are only two of you? Of course I know that! I do have eyes, you know! What if, during your travels, you decide to recruit, or add on an extra member to your team? Would you really want them to fill out all this paperwork from scratch? There’s no problem with me for that, I assure you! This is just a convenient foresight! There is only room enough for four signatures on here, though, so please, no more members than that!”
Pyren stared blankly at him. “Done?” He asked.
“Uhh...Yes?” Calla said hesitantly, not really knowing what he was asking.
“Well if you must know, two other Pokemon came with us on our journey here,” Pyren explained “although one of them is missing... but the other is still with us, and we plan to have her recruited onto our team as soon as we get permission from the guild. I’ll be honest, I don’t think Mike trusts her.”
“I see.” Calla said. “Well, now! I don’t think I’ll keep you here any longer, I have everything I need from you!” Pyren said a silent prayer of thanks to Arceus at that statement. “I haven’t broken any records for time tonight, though. Your story took up quite a bit of it! (Thankfully, it didn’t put me to sleep.. it’s happened before). Oh well! Time to conclude our business here!”
He hastily pushed Remington and Pyren out the door and slammed it shut. Pyren immediately looked at Remington and noticed something was missing. “Where’s your scarf and necklace?” Pyren asked. “I thought I told you not to forget them.”
Remington realized that they were missing and quickly looked for an excuse. “I...wa-...Where’s your scarf?!” Remington demanded.
Pyren too realized that his accessory was missing. He groaned in frustration and banged on the door. It immediately opened and, as if he knew what he was knocking about, Calla handed Pyren their accessories, then immediately closed the door.
Pyren shook his head in disapproval and walked away with Remington by his side.
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"Ahh, yes!" Calla said as Remington, Pyren, and Amelia waited in his open doorway. "The fabled new members of the team that stood out in the rain for hours before finally knocking! I remember them! Come in! It’s nice to see that you knocked immediately. Shows initiative! Most of your information has already filled out by them, but please, for posterity, tell me about yourself! How did you come to meet that raggedy bunch of Pokemon and become so interested in them that you decided to join? Do tell!"
"I'm just here to get myself into the team. Not to talk to you, thank you." Amelia said, remembering Pyren's suggestion from earlier.
"Quite interesting... And how about you, lad? You’ve not seen just one, or two, but three of the members from this team, and you knew just what they had to offer! Why, knowing this, would you join?"
"Look, can I just join?" Amelia said with impatience.
Calla sighed. "That seems to be everything I need! Go out now, and get some rest! I doubt you’ll live to regret your decisions!" He said, clearly dismissing them. They all left without hesitation.
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