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    Team Galactic Starter Unlock



    A Team Galactic grunt must be able to take advantage of all situations. We have found that beyond our teammates our pokemon are our best bet to get what we want. To prove your worth you must complete a very basic task. Show that you have some skill either in writing or in drawing. What does that have to do with unlocking pokemon? Team Galactic loves propaganda if you make us feel wanted a pretty will be yours forever.

    Rules
    1. Must feature the starter pokemon.
    2. Must feature Team Galactic! This could be a costume if drawing, or a mission if writing a story.
    3. Your drawing or Writing must have time put into it. 2000 words for the story and decent work on the drawing. Stick to what you like doing. Dont try to just rush it.
    4. If you want to a combo of both that will get you extra points :)
    5.You will have time to get this done but please dont make me regret giving you an open date. Try to get this done in the next two weeks. :) You should post your submission both here and in the sketch pad and journal respectively.
    6. ONLY PICK A STARTER IF YOU INTEND ON GETTING THIS DONE.
    7. If its not clear, you should have the starter with you to start off with. Then take time and fill all the rest of these requirements in your submision.

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    Ace Trainer Lychee's Avatar
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    Palila Rae
    ((Swiping a starter to prove she's team Galactic material!))
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    I put a bunch of detail, research and thought into this! I hope you all like it!

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    "I was stupid... So stupid"
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    Does this have enough Galactic in it?

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    Alright!

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    Here you go everyone, the one and only short story Knuckles will ever write. Fair warning, things get a bit gruesome in the middle, so reader discretion is advised.

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    How I met my friend
    By Brandon “Knuckles” Smith

    I met my only friend at a Juvenile detention center a few years back. I was in there for beating up 3 older students for their lunch money. The judge had come down hard on me, due to my prior convictions for similar offenses, I got sentenced to six months. This was the longest stint I was ever sentenced to in my life so far, and I wasn’t happy about it. I cursed at the judge as they cuffed me and tried to escort me out of the courtroom. It ended up taking them eight bailiffs to get me out of the courthouse and into the van. Once I arrived at the detention center, I set up my usual tough guy persona. In those centers, you better be tough if you don’t want to get bothered. My first day in, I fought three kids who tried to take my lunch. The kids ended up in the infirmary for over two days, while I only got a black eye and swollen cheek. After that, I was either respected or feared by the other kids in the detention center. None of them dared to give me a mean look, let alone lay a finger on me.

    Within my first month in the detention center, I was practically running the place. When I was extra hungry, I took other kid’s meals from them. Most just gave me their meals with no resistance, but every now and then some new kid would try to fight me off, probably to try to prove they were tough or something, but every time I easily beat the little pimple invested twerps. Even the guards were scared were scared of me, they didn’t come near me unless they had to. When they did come near me, they always came in a pack of three or four of them, and always at least one of them brought a stun stick. They learned very early on in my stay that I was not one to go down without a fight. My first week in, some young, probably newbie, guard decided to be a smart a** and mouth off at me when telling me to go back to my room. I attacked the guard and didn’t stop hitting him until 30 other guards showed up and beat me with stun sticks and threw me in the hole. By then though, I had given him such a bad beat down, that he had to be taken out on a stretcher. I got two weeks in the hole for that incident, but it was worth it. Not only did the guards no longer mess with me, but most of the other kids were petrified of me. As result of that very fight, I ate very well. I would steal two or more trays a meal, kids would basically hand them to me to avoid a pounding. I was the king of not only my pod, but of almost the entire detention center, and I wasn’t even two months into my stay.

    Over the next two months, I lived more like a king, than an inmate. Anything I wanted, I had and no one would stop me from getting what I wanted. If I wanted more food, I got more food. If I wanted to watch a certain tv show, I watched that tv show. Heck, I even managed to get my own cell. To ensure the new arrivals knew that I was the boss, I would call over one of the kids I sent to the infirmary on my first day and have them show the twerps their scars and missing teeth from the incident. I would then lay down the rules of ‘my’ pod and what the ‘consequences’ were if you broke one of my rules. In case you’re wondering, the ‘consequences’ were a beat down by yours truly. I also designated two or three ‘enforcers’ to dish out consequences if I didn’t feel like doing it myself. After the first couple weeks of my ‘reign’, not a single kid in there wanted to be on my bad side and I even had kids fighting each other to prove to me they were worthy of being an ‘enforcer’. This sentence was turning out to be more like a vacation then a punishment for me.

    In my fifth month there, there was a new kid who entered the pod, the kid was short and bald. I knew the kid was gonna have a rough time there, nonetheless I gave him my intake ritual, just like I did to any other kid. The kid understood and left me alone, however, he did get into a few fights with kids who called him ‘Baldy’. The kid took offense to it apparently and shoved a few a kids around. The kid got beat up pretty bad by one of the older kids and was sent to the infirmary over it. That’s what you get when you try to act like a tough guy and didn’t have the size or strength to back it up. After that fight, when the kid got out of the infirmary, he was desperate to get out of there. One day, while on the ‘rec yard’, he tried to escape by running up to the barbed wired fence and trying to climb it. The kid didn’t make it a quarter of the way up the fence before the guards were on top of him like cats on a mouse. The kid was hauled off to the hole for a week over the escape attempt and the entire pod was locked down. That meant we had to stay in our cells all day except for a couple hours a day where w= were let out to eat, shower and watch 10 mins of tv, then it was back to their cells until the next meal. I started to hear rumors from the other kids in the pod about how much they hated that kid and about how they were going to kick his a** when he got out of the hole. I knew he had to be punished for what he did, but I kind of liked the kid. He had more balls than 90 percent of the whimps in this place. I respected that about him, however, the kid would still have to pay for his actions. If I didn’t punish him, I would have lost all respect and had to have started my reign all over. I did, however, order my enforcers to go easy on the kid and to not send him to the infirmary.

    The lockdown was lifted a day before the kid was released from the hole. Kids were angry at Baldy, very angry. I had to call a ‘meeting’ in the rec room, telling everyone that I would handle it. If anyone other then my crew got to the kid, it wouldn’t be pretty. It would turn out that I was right. The next day, the kid was released from the hole. Within minutes, he was being surrounded by the other kids in the pod, every single one of them full of anger and hate for getting us put on lockdown. I had to have my enforcers do something before the rest of the pod jumped the kid. I reminded my enforcers to go easy on the kid, then ordered them to begin the ‘punishment’. My enforcers nodded and cornered the kid into a corner and began kicking him repeatedly. Within seconds, three other kids, who weren’t in my crew came over and starting punching the kid in the face and throwing him into the wall. I knew had I to stop this before the kid got too badly hurt. I walked towards the corner and shouted “THAT’S ENOUGH! BACK OFF OF HIM!”. When no one listened to me and kept beating the poor kid, I got really angry. No one disrespected my authority like that, especially not members of my own crew. I ran over and grabbed my two enforcers by their shirts and threw them into the wall. I then grabbed another kid by his shirt and threw him into the opposite the wall. When one of the two remaining kids turned and swung at me, I punched him four times in the face and kicked him in the groin. He keeled over in pain and then I shoved him into the wall too. I then went over to the third kid and pushed off him off Baldy. The kid tried to swing at me too, actually hitting me in the face hard. This made me 10 times angrier, so I punched him five or six times in the face, when the kid fell to the ground holding his face, blood already gushing from his nose and lips, I picked him up and body slammed him onto the ground with all my might. The kid was knocked out cold the second he hit the floor. The other kids now backed off and threw up their hands, not wanting me to body slam them as well. As 20 or so guards rushed over to see what was going on, I shouted out to everyone “BALDY HERE IS NOW UNDER MY PROTECTION. IF I FIND OUT ANYONE SO MUCH AS LAYS A FINGER ON HIM, THEY WILL BE DEALING WITH ME!”. He knew he was risking losing the respect of the pod by protecting the kid who gotten us all on lockdown, but I felt I had to. They would never leave the kid alone otherwise. Right as I finished screaming that out, the guards reached me and hit me with their stun sticks, not even taking the risk of trying to fight with me while I was so enraged. After being stunned two or three times, they double cuffed me and took me off to the hole, along with the five other kids involved in the attack.


    I got out of the hole two weeks later. I immediately went to see the two enforcers who had disobeyed me during the Baldy beating. I, along with three of my other enforcers, ordered them into one of the blind spots where the cameras could not see us and then I beat them both. After I finished, I said to them “You ever disobey me like that again, I will see to it you don’t leave the infirmary for a month. Also, when the po po ask what happened, you tell em you tripped, do understand me?” The kids nodded silently and then me and my crew left to go back to the main rec room. I found Baldy, with one of my crew that I had assigned to protect him while I was in the hole. I said to the boy “So what’s your name Baldy?” The kid looked me in the eyes and said nervously “Oberon”. I held out my hand to shake his hand (something I rarely do and only do for people I greatly respect) and told him “As you know, I’m Knuckles, but my real name is Brandon” as I shook the kid’s hand I continued “That was some stunt you pulled in the rec yard a few weeks ago, that took guts. I respect you for that”. As we talked one of the kids from the fight walked by and shot us a menacing look, one of my enforcers told him to keep moving and the kid did. Oberon said “Thanks man, and I am sorry that I caused you guys to be locked down, but I just couldn’t take it here anymore.” I said in response “Don’t worry about it man, all is forgiven. How much extra time they give you for that stunt anyway?” He answered saying “A month, I was supposed to be getting released this week actually, instead I won’t get out of here until next month now”. I understood how it felt to have your sentence extended, after I beat that guard my first week in, they added another month to my sentence, making it a total of seven months. I nodded my head at Oberon and said “Ah gotcha… I also get out of here in a month, so we should be released around the same time, until then, you will remain one of my people, anyone bothers you, you let me know and I will take care of it”. I meant it to. Oberon said, then the guards called lunchtime and we all went over and got in line to get chow.

    A month flew by pretty fast. Luckily my reign had held up despite protecting what the pod considered for awhile as public enemy number one. I made Oberon my right-hand man for the rest of our time there. I got him extra meals and tv time and we continued to grow closer the more we talked. We both told each other a little bit about our lives, I explained how I lived with my uncle, but that I was never there because I always ran away. He explained how he was abandoned and left outside a fire station when he was just a baby. I wondered what kind of monster would abandon their child like that. I swore if I ever found Oberon’s real parents, I would beat them up for that. He also explained how he was here for robbing a store just to impress a girl. This made my respect for him grow even more. By the time release day rolled around, we were both friends. He was and still is my only true friend. I was released two days before him, but on my last day at the detention center, we exchanged phone numbers and addresses and promised to keep in touch. That was a promise that was kept, we continue to be great friends and together we have committed many petty crimes. Oberon is the brains; I am the muscle. We work together, but he sometimes gets annoyed at my sometimes-reckless behavior. This relationship continues in this manner today, as we work together to complete missions for Mars and Team Galactic. And that’s the story how I met my one and only friend.
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    Yo, can we feature an evolved form of the starter in our submission?

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    Yo, can we feature an evolved form of the starter in our submission?
    No, because the pokemon wont be entering the story in that form.





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    Here is my new submission. I originally intended to only add an extra paragraph or two on to the existing story, but as I kept writing it kind of morphed into its own story.

    So here it is, but please excuse the somewhat sloppy beginning, as I said I started writing it based on the original short story, but had to re do the beginning later once it became its own story.

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    How I met my Chimchar
    By Brandon “Knuckles” Smith

    I don’t like many Pokemon, I find them to be a tool in life that you have to use to get what you need or want. I hate it when I see people get close too their Pokemon and treat them like they are pets or family or something. When I steal Pokemon with Oberon, it’s because we need it, not because I want it. Oberon and I have stolen lots of Pokemon, probably hundreds. Out of all the Pokemon we have stolen, there is only one Pokemon that I have become close with. This is the story of how I met my Chimchar ‘Destroyer’.
    When Oberon and I need Pokemon, we almost always steal them. When we steal Pokemon, we usually only steal from new trainers, because they are the easiest target and require the least amount of effort. The way we find out if someone is a new trainer is Oberon challenges them to a battle. If the Pokemon they use are first stage or otherwise weak enough for Oberon to beat, then I come over and demand they hand over their Pokemon. Once we have stolen a Pokemon, we use a system we came up with to decide which of us gets to keep it. If there is more than one stolen Pokemon, we each pick one at random and whatever we pick, we keep. If there is only one stolen Pokemon, then we take turns, one theft I get it, the next Oberon gets it. It’s a fair system and one that works well for us.
    One of our favorite spots to steal Pokemon is on a secluded road near the town of Sandgem. The road has plenty of tall grass and trees on both sides of it for us to hide in. The road is not a busy one, there is usually only about 4 or 5 trainers (most of which are newbies) that came through an hour. The combination of low foot traffic and abundance of hiding spots, is what makes it one of our favorite spots to steal Pokemon. When we steal Pokemon on this road, we each have a specific spot we wait at. Oberon, being the people person and the best Pokemon battler of the two of us, stands at the side of the road and engages a battle with any trainers who walk by. I, meanwhile, hide behind some trees nearby and wait for a signal from Oberon. If Oberon challenges a passing trainer to a Pokemon battle, and then defeats them, or otherwise feels their Pokemon is worth stealing, then he raises his left hand in a thumbs up. The thumbs up is the signal for me to come out and help him steal their Pokemon. I then rush out from my hiding place and order them to hand over their Pokemon, if they comply, we take the Pokemon and tell them to scram and not to call the police or else. If they don’t comply, then I either beat them up, or tackle them and take their Pokemon anyway. We have done this routine hundreds of times on that road alone and stolen many Pokemon as a result.

    It was on this road, using this very strategy, that I obtained my Chimchar, ‘Destroyer’. It was a bright sunny day and me and Oberon decided to go the road to steal Pokemon. We, went to the road and got into our usual positions. Not long after we arrived, a trainer came walking down the road. As the trainer walked past Oberon, Oberon challenged him to a Pokemon battle as per our routine. I watched the battle unfold from behind the tree, the trainer had a Chimchar and Oberon had a Snivy and a Litten. The little Chimchar battled hard, knocking out Oberon’s Snivy easily. The little fire type was too hurt afterward to beat Oberon’s Litten though. One hit from Oberon’s Litten was all it took to knock it out. As the trainer called back its fainted Chimchar and conceded defeat, Oberon held up the signal. I rushed out from behind the trees and yelled at the startled trainer to hand over his Pokemon. The kid, trembling in fear at the sight of Oberon, quickly handed over the pokeball containing his Chimchar. I snatched the ball and put it in my pocket. I then yelled at the now crying kid that if he went to the cops, I would find him and beat him up. The kid looked as if he might pee his pants as he nodded at me that he understood. I then told the kid to scram and he ran away as fast as he could.
    After calling it a day, we headed to the Pokemon center in Sandgem town to heal our stolen Pokemon. Once the Pokemon were healed, we went to a wooded spot nearby and divvied up the stolen Pokemon. Since the trainer who had the Chimchar only had one Pokemon, and it had been my turn to keep the Pokemon, I got to keep the Chimchar. I released the Chimchar from it’s pokeball in order to introduce myself and begin the process of making it obey me. Once the Chimchar came out of it’s pokeball, it looked up at me confused for moment, trying to figure out who I was, as well as where its old trainer went. I gave the Pokemon a stern look and said to it in an equally stern tone of voice “My name is Knuckles, and I am your new trainer. You WILL obey me now and do whatever I say or you will be punished” I paused to take a breath and to study the Pokémon’s reaction. Normally Pokemon are scared after I introduce myself in this manner, but not this Chimchar. The little fire type gave me a mean, stubborn look. It crossed its arms and let out a stubborn “Char Char”. I then gave it a mean look back and explained to it, in a mean voice, that if it did not obey me, I would lock it in a pokeball forever and only let it out to battle a Pokemon that would kick it’s a**. This is normally enough to make the Pokemon terrified and willing to comply, but not this little guy. The Chimchar let out an angry ‘Char’ and uncrossed its arms. It noticed Oberon talking with one of the other Pokemon we stole that day, and it made a small ball of fire from the flame on its tail and threw it at the Pokemon. The Pokemon, which was a Weedle, fell backward as it was hit by the fire. Before it could get up, the Chimchar ran over to it and started punching and kicking it until it passed out. The poor Weedle tried to fight back, stinging the Chimchar with the stinger on its tail and jabbing the horn on its head into it, but the effort was in vain. The rage of the little Chimchar was no match for the Weedle, and after only a few seconds it passed out.

    The attack happened too fast, and I didn’t have time to grab the Chimchar’s pokeball from my pocket and withdraw it before the Weedle passed out. By the time I had the pokeball in my hand, the Chimchar had walked back to where I was and was screeching over and over ‘CHAR CHAR CHIM CHAR CHARR CHIM CHAR!”. It also shook its little fist at me while it shrieked, as if trying to say don’t mess with me. This made me actually like the little Pokemon, its attitude matched my personality nicely and I liked that about it. I instantly respected the little Pokemon, something that had never happened with any other Pokemon up to that point. As the Pokemon continued shrieking, Oberon was yelling for me to withdraw it back into its Pokeball before it attracted attention from the nearby townsfolk. I had a better idea than simply putting the Pokemon back in its ball though. I held up my hands to the little Pokemon and said to it “Alright Alright… point taken, please just calm down ok?” The Chimchar finally stopped screeching, but still shook its fist at me.

    I said to the Chimchar in my calmest, most respectful voice “You got quite the temper there little guy, I like that. You are much like me… I think we can actually get along well if you give me a chance.” The Chimchar started to calm down now, it stopped shaking its fist and instead just looked up at me with an annoyed look. I continued talking, saying to it “You gave that Weedle quite the beating, I take it you like to fight then?” The Pokemon nodded at me and I continued “Want know why they call me Knuckles?” The Chimchar stared up at me curiously and nodded. I looked the Pokemon in the eyes and began to explain “Because I also like to fight, I beat up people who don’t give me what I want and I do so without the slightest regret.” I paused letting the little Pokemon take in what I had just said, then I continued “In that regard, you and me are alike, we both like to fight and we both like to get what we want. I would love to have such a ferocious fighter such as yourself on my side.” After another pause to take a breath I held out my hand toward the Chimchar and asked “So… what do you say little guy? Want to fight together?” The Chimchar grabbed my hand and nodded. I actually smiled a little as it held on to my hand. I shook the smile away quickly, then said “Great… from this point on, we are a team.” After saying that, the Chimchar let go of my hand and quietly stood next to me.

    It was then that I realized I needed to name this little guy. Normally I don’t give Pokemon nicknames, I find doing so to be stupid and childish. In this case though, I felt I actually had a bond with this little guy, so I figured it was worth making an exception just this once. I said to the Chimchar “You need bad a** name to go with that fighting personality of yours….” I looked over at where the Weedle had passed out, and that’s when it came to me. “How about Destroyer? I think it suits you well. What do you think?” I asked the Chimchar. It gave an excited ‘Char’ as it nodded its agreement to the name. I gave Destroyer a thumbs up and said “Destroyer it is then…” For the first time ever, I felt like I actually had a Pokemon of my own and one that would be by my side no matter what. Oberon decided it was time to go, so we grabbed our stuff, and called back the stolen Pokemon back to their pokeballs. As I called Destroyer back to his ball I said “Don’t worry Destroyer, as soon as we are clear of the area, I will let you out of your ball again.” With that, I pressed the button on his pokeball and watched as it sucked him back in. Then me and Oberon left the woods and headed out to find somewhere to spend the night. Anyway, that’s the story of how I met Destroyer, one of the only Pokemon I ever became friends with.
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