Introduction

/Narrator voice/ In ages past, many have faced the challange... Yet to this very day, none succeeded... Now, though they are not yet aware of it, fate (or the Cat Council... the details are debatable) shall bring three new heroes together, in a mighty quest for epic loot. They shall venture into the deepest depths of the internet, outside the known lands, and even beyond the uncharted regions, on their mission to acquire that which the great Cat Council needs to save the land. Can they rise to the task, or will they be just another footnote in the history of the internet...? Will they reach their goal before the forces of evil...? Will this be a story for the ages, or just yet another epic fail...?
The team:
Torghaith, as the exile Paladin from Wraeclast, Mutilator of Merveil, Brutaliser of Brutus, Vanquisher of the Vaal, Dominator of Dominus!

Spoiler:

He is the first to charge into battle, and more often than not, the only one to walk away! With his crazy health regen, he can keep entire armies at bay!....if they are small ones...below 30 strong... of lesser mobs... without bosses...
Raised in a god-fearing manner, he soon found out that he can bash heads in, AND go to heaven if he does it in the name of god! Sometime after becoming a templar he was exiled to the cursed land of Wraeclast where he carved out a new life for himself! Now, having done all there was to do there...except CTF matches... No one does CTF matches... Anyway, now he seeks new challenges... And as fate(or god(or the Cat Council)) would have it, he is about to find one...

Colonel 100, as the tryhard!

Spoiler:

Not to be confused with The Colonel 100(!), he is a master of the battlefield! After winning countless battles, he set out for new horizons, seeking fortune, fame, women, and most importantly, the mythical level 101...
Will he find the legendary advancement on this quest? Even i dont know...


Evaline, as the Smartass!

Spoiler:

Having grown up in the none-too-shabby realm of Wikis, she is a living repository of all sorts of knowledge....not necesserily correct, ...or useful... but hey, beggars cant be choosers... Now the thirst for adventure has taken her away from her home, looking for a worthy way of finally making her mostly(or at least somewhat) reliable knowledge useful! But will she be able to put up with two true sons of war? Or with the hardships of the life of an adventurer? Or with HOLYSHITTHATSAHUGECOCKROACHRUNFORYOURLIFEGIRL!

And so, our story begins in Catopolis, possibly the largest city of the Internet, where three travellers have the misfortune to encounter each other in the wrong place, at the wrong time........ Gods preserve us all...

*Wipes tear away* That was the most beautiful wal of text I have ever seen naz post

No, the largest city of the Internet is porn-city, some say it takes up five continents

Unfortunately the kingdom of Hentailand has porn city beat

The Animean empire dwarfs all others

The raw power of Googlea strikes fear into the hearts of all others

OOC. ....yees...yeeees.... keep coming up with names so i dont have to.... everything is going according to plan....

also, i swear, my sister is a moron.... she always neglects to put her tablet on the charger when its low on battery, and then wonders why it wont even turn on the next time she wants to use i and comes to me for help... this latter bit is the most annoying... and even when i tell her that she should do this and this, or that and that will keep happening, she just says alright, and keeps not listening to me, and coming to me for help yet again.... is it just her, or is every woman so....hopeless? -.-

just her, when you get into a relationship, you will find out, women are secretly always right

Yeah it seems married woman suddenly get confident or something, basically she has shit together when married. Also:
A woman marries a man hoping he'd change yet he doesn't
A man marries a woman hoping she doesn't change yet she does

Episode one:

Catopolis market district. There isnt another place where one could buy so much cat related stuff... And some food and other goods can also be purchased here as well... It is here where our story begins, on a quiet monday afternoon... The air is filled with birdsong... The gentle breeze carries the scent of flowers... The... Who the hell am i kidding...
Theres two bloody maniacs trying to kill each other and destroying everything in their way...
In one corner is the levendary Colonel 100, deftly darting from cover to cover while laying down a constant stream of fire on the plaza below. In the other, we have Torghaith, the paladin, heroically....hiding behind his huge shield...
Of course, such a balance cannot be maintained forever... aaaand.... Incoming artillery strike, courtesy of the colonel....
Hearing the approach of imminent doom, Torghaith charges the colonels position, tearing down several stalls on the way. Within seconds, they are engaged in slow-mo melee as the shells start impacting in the background, demolishing the market... After a brief melle fight.... well, more like Torg beating the colonel senseless with his shield... anyway, the colonel manages to toss Torg back down onto the plaza, and throws a grenade after him, just for good measure... In an instant, Torg activates his Molten Shell ability (a flameshield that increases defense until X damage is absorbed, the explodes, or until a timer runs out) deflecting the damage from its explosion.
As they both start to pick themselves up, the Catopolis guard floods the area, an array of weapons pointed at the combatants... Yes, they are cats... Or at least catmen.... You really think cats would give a task as important as this to their human servants?! Noob...
Guard Captain: by Catopolis law #XX, you are both under arrest for disrupting important cat related trade! Any resistance will be met with swift justice, in the form of facial scars! Take them away!
The colonel and the paladin alternately stare at each other and the guard in confusion... Shouldnt they be slightly more concerned about the destruction than the cat trade disruption? Then again, this is Internet... It is often best not to ask too many questions...
For emphasis, the brave captain decided to smack Torghaith in the head with his weapon before he could stop him.... The damage from Which, after the grenade, was just enough to push the still active Molten Shell over the edge, resulting in two things: a pretty firework, and a swiftly and fierily defurred guard captain...
The next few seconds were spent in a shocked silence on both sides.... A furless cat isnt a pretty sight after all... Then the pain registered, the screaming started, and the two were flooded by the freshly de-dazed guard...

---------- A few hours, and several destroyed prison cells later. The courtroom of the cat council. ----------

The great council of the cats, leaders of Catopolis, and judges of our two heroes, looked over the report once more...
Councillor: According to this, you have destroyed 58 market stalls, with almost all their valuable products, among them an irreplacable statue of the great Mr. Jinglepuff, founder of the city, injured almost a hundred servants, and even 3 cats, torn up the plaza, assaulted the city guard, and demolished 4 prison cells......
Torg: ....to be fair, it was more like the guard assaulted himself...
Councillor 2: Silence, insolent human! By all right you should both be sentenced to a lifetime in the littermines! What the bloody hell were you even thinking fighting there?!
Torg: He stole my loot from our kill.
Colonel: only after he stole the kill itself and the XP that should have been mine.
Councillor: /after a collective catfacepalm/ ........Though you should be sentenced to the littermines, a rather... unexpect situation arose a little while ago... Therefore, you will be presented with an option: the littermines, or exile to an impossible quest?
Both: what quest?
Councillor: The son of the Emperor has made a request, that, despite our best efforts, we have so far been unable to fulfil...
Torg:.......isnt the prince retarded?
Councillor 2: Insolent fools! Watch your tongue!
Councillor: That having been said though, he is a retard... /Nods of approval from the other councillors and the guards.../ ....it went down something like this....:

/Cut to a few months earlier/
Prince: ....I can haz cheezeburger?
/Cut to the present/

Councillor: And now we got to get him this..."cheezeburger".... I dont even think it exists, but some of our most ancient scriptures make mention of something similar sounding... Your mission, should you choose to accept, is to venture beyond the Cat Kingdoms, and even beyond the charted regions, to depths of Internet that no cat or servant...i mean human has been before, and find the mythical "cheezeburger" if it exists... Should you succeed, your exile will be lifted, and you will be rewarded...
Torg: ....will there be loot?
Councillor: .......yes... Strictly beyond the border of the Cat kingdoms... You can loot whatever you want...
Torg: im in.
Colonel: ....the uncharted regions... Might just reach level 101 there... Im in.
Councillor: good. We shall also send someone with expansive knowledge of the charted regions, as well as reasonable knowledge of some of what lies beyond with you. You shall meet at your quarters for the night. Tomorrow, you set out and not return until you finish your quest, on pain of death. This meeting is adjourned... Finally...

He stands, walks to the door, and starts looking at it and walking in circles near it. A few seconds later a guard opens it for him. After staring at the doorway for a bit, he decides to not to leave after all...

----------- Meanwhile, our mighty heroes left and arrived to their accomodations... ---------

Torg: ...wonder who the new guy will be...
Colonel: ...well... You can tank... I have range... Maybe a mele with high damage output?
Torg: ...maybe... 205... This should be it....
/He opens the door. Inside, in an armchair, is a blue haired woman reading some book or other... She is decidedly on the un-warriory side of the scale.../
Torg: excuse me, must be the wrong room...
/He closes the door and they start looking for their actual room. A few seconds later door 205 opens again with the previous woman looking out./
Evaline: Arent you guys the exiles?
Colonel: not until tomorrow...
Evaline: good, im the third team member.
/The two share a look of confusion as they head inside/
Torg: .....oh, i get it now! She must be one of tbose assassin types! She looks harmless but she can pwn you in an instant!
Colonel: ah, that would make sense. Good decision.
Evaline: ...actually....no...
Torg: ......then what?
Evaline: ...i...dont have a class?
Colonel: .....what?
Evaline: im not from the battle realms... I grew up in the Wiki lands...
Torg: .....what?
Evaline: yep. So i know lots of things. Did you know that the man with the longest beard died because he tripped on his beard?
Colonel: as amusing as that is, how is that going to keep you alive in battle?
Evaline: ...i thought thats why they sent you guys? You know... To keep me safe while i find the "cheezeburger"?
Colonel: .....an...escort mission? I hate escort missions...
Torg: ....man.... Everyone hates escort missions...


And so, our heroes formed a party, ready to take on whatever the Internet has to throw at them... Or... Maybe not so much...

This....this is...this is the start of something grand. Cause...just....seriously, this should be called:

"The Internet: THE GAME"

Just you wait... When they encounter Googlecorp.... And when they cross the Animean Empire... And other stuff thati cant remember because i literally just woke up...

Day 1, Catopolis, Cat Kingdoms.

Our heroes wake with the dawn, ready to take on the world, practically bursting with energy... Well... At least one of them does...

Evaline: /staring at the duo conveniently splayed out on the sofa and couch/ ....guys? Its morning? Wake up? /No response/ ....We have questing to do! And you are exiled starting today! /Grunts of "just 5 more minutes"/ .............is that the legendary boss from the Rising Flames event assaulting the city gates? I heard he yields double XP and drops some of the best loot...

Hearing the noise of metal scraping on the floor, and rounds being chambered, she turns around with a simle.... What she did not expect is that the two are already charging towards the window...which she is in front of... Needless to say, the force of a bulldozer is hard to stop, especially if powered by the zeal of true tryhards... Consequently, she is swiftly splattered onto the wall as the wall of muscle and steel hits her...

Torghaith: .....i dont see it......
Colonel: maybe its behind something... Look for signs of destruction and mayhem...
Torghaith: ....still cant see it...
Evaline: ...../squeezing herself out from between them and the wall/ ....well... That worked... /Disapproving looks/.... What? You are both awake, are you not?
Torg: never joke with the promise of loot... Or XP...
Evaline:.....maniacs... Anyway, time to set out... I have already prepared our neccessities and a plan of our journey... If we leave now, we can still catch the morning surfer and be at the sea by dusk. By the way, we did not have time to properly introduce ourselves last night... You two kinda sat down and fell asleep on the spot... my name is Evaline, or Eva for short. And you are...?
Torg: I am Torghaith, Mutilator of Merveil, Brutaliser of Brutus, Vanquisher of the Vaal, and Dominator of Dominus.
Colonel: /cough/ the Pantless Paladin /cough/
Evaline: .....riiiight.... Thats a tiny bit longer than comfortable... Im going to call you Torg...
Torg: ...thats....not my name...
Colonel: Serves you right for always listing all those self awarded titles...
Eva: ....and you would be...?
Colonel: the colonel.
Eva: ...........that is not a name
Colonel: it is now.
Torg: You see, lass, our friend here is actually called
Colonel: dont you dare...
Torg: ....P00pf4rt69... So he just uses his level as his name...
Colonel: ...traitor....
Eva: ........oh....im going to call you Cole...
Cole:.... Fine...
Eva: excellent! Now then, to the station! You will find our gear packed in the other room. I shall wait for you in the street.
/5 minutes later two *heavily* overburdened adventurers exit the building/
Torg: .....i have carried small armories as loot before, but it wasnt this heavy...
Cole:...what the hell did you pack in these...
Eva: ...just what is absolutely necessery...
Torg: ....we're not even gonna make it to the bloody station with this much weight... Not to mention that we have no capacity for loot we find!
Cole: agreed... Im gonna sort these out... Im sure we can make them lighter...
Eva: ...fine, just hurry...
/Several minutes later and a metric shitton of stuff lesser, on the way to the surfer station/
Torg: .....an anvil.... Why would we need an anvil...
Eva: in case your stuff needs repairing, of course
Torg: ...this stuff doesnt have durability! And even if it did, none of us have smithing skills!
Eva: thats why i also packed that guy with the hammers and stuff.
Cole: ...as amazed as i am that you managed to do that, i think it will be less disadvantegous this way... Even with the loss of repairs...
Torg: ....how did you even get that anvil on the second floor on your own?!
Eva: bah, details! We have arrived!
/The station looks like your avarage transportation hub... Except that instead of trains and stuff, there are...well....ships at the platforms... Floaty ships... the magical baloonless kind that "surfs" in the air... May you use your own imagination, for i have none to spare/
Torg: so which one is ours?
Eva: that one there. The Chrome.
Cole: ....isnt that a Google Corp flight?
Eva: yes. And?
Torg: ....did you ever read any of their "terms and conditions"
Eva: ....sort of?
Cole: ......./facepalm/....here, its written in their brochure...
Eva: /reading/.... By using google corp services, you agree to the following: google corp may track your position, read, edit, and send messages in your name, read your contact list, claim 25% of all experience rewards, claim any item drop above rare quality, claim the soul of your firstborn son, and call upon your assistance for project "Centipede".
Torg: ...see? Eeeviiil...
Eva: well, i already booked the flight amd arranged everything... So unless you have another ride ready...
Cole: ....what about that one? Seems pretty empty...
Torg: ...dude... Thats an Internet Explorer... No one uses internet explorers... Even if they dont crash, you will arrive an era late on an uncomfortable ride...
Eva: The Chrome it is then.
Cole: ....im so going to regret this...
Eva: well anyway, here are your IDs and passwords... Just type them in at the gate and you can board without problem...
Cole: ...famous last words...
/after having their luggage loaded on board, they head for the gate. Eva and cole pass without incident... However, torg.../
Torg: ....accept the frikkin chekin data already....
Screen: unable to establish contact with servers. Please try again later...
Torg: what do you mean unable to establish contact?! It worked just fine a second ago! Fething infernal machine! Accept it already!
Screen: unable to establish contact with servers. Please try again later...
Torg: concussive maintenance it is! /Commence bashing/ there, feel better now?!
Screen: invalid username or password.
Torg: AAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!! /he swiftly eqips an axe and embeds it in the terminal screen/ HOWS THAT FOR A PASSWORD?!
Screen: /flickering/ authentication successful
Torg: frikking finally!
/He walks past the gate, several hundred stares at his back.../
Torg: ....i fething hate google...
Cole: ... That is quite obvious...
Torg: why didnt you book our ride on a Firefox?!
Eva: .....this one looked nicer?
Torg: ...../eye twitching.../

A few hours later, thanks to the delay caused by a certain someone burying an axe in an important piece of equipment, the surfer finally lifts off and heads off in the direction of the sea...or ocean... Whatever floats your boat...or surfer...

And so, the brave heroes finally set out on their quest...

I feel for Torg here......Eva booked on Google just cause it "looked pretty"....She's definitely the ditzy genius of the group. What's more, Firefox wouldn't have put all those strings on the agreement...Can't wait to see where this goes. Nazamroth...can I be honest with you? I missed your writings. Seriously, I think you have the start of something truly awesome here.

There best be a themepark called hitlerland

Its only right

Why? Why would there be such a place? WHY!? WHAT IS IT WITH YOU AND HITLER!?

Ooc. Well, if urban dictionary is to be believed on the meaning of ditzy, that is kind of the effect i was going for.
And well it *is* awesome... At least in my head... The question is, wether or not my severely limited writing and expression...ing skills will be able to adequately convey it... Also, lets hope the internet provides ideas faster than im using them up...
And shadow, i have plans for nazis.... The inter.et is not complete without them after all...

Lastly, i wonder of anyone got the not so subtle...pun, i guess? The one regarding tje means of transportation

Chapter Master Arken wrote:

Why? Why would there be such a place? WHY!? WHAT IS IT WITH YOU AND HITLER!?

He once said he is part german, didnt he? O.o
Its a nazi conspiracy unfolding, im telling ya!

Nazamroth wrote:

Chapter Master Arken wrote:

Why? Why would there be such a place? WHY!? WHAT IS IT WITH YOU AND HITLER!?

He once said he is part german, didnt he? O.o
Its a nazi conspiracy unfolding, im telling ya!

I'm also part German mind you, and I have no idea what Hyperion's obsession with Hitler is!! And yes, I got the joke about the mode of transportation. But for future reference a "pun" is a play on words like this: "That's pretty...punny!" *troll face*

Its the internet

Its either going on about furries or something about hitler

I mean

The repository of hitler memes that ortus has is hitlerious

............Right then. I'd rather no know what sites you two peruse to think that...

we use www.xx_quickscopenoscope360_xx.com

I am not touching that link.

It leads nowhere, I checked

@Wookie: You are a braver man than I.

@Hyperion: Stop it. I'm not taking a chance one of those links is real.

DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT

xx_ yes it does arken click the link it has all the memes and gifs of fluffy kittens _ xx

IS REALLY

Just copy/paste it into google

So bush

Hows life

It's alright, how bout yours?

Good thanks

Good!

Yes my bushy friend

Damnit naz.
Have the chance to call the colonel BallsDeep69 and you don't.
Shame.
On.
You.

Thats a SAO abridged reference and you know it

shut up emo kid

XxXsNiPeRxXxkappa69XxX

Ortus wrote:

Damnit naz.
Have the chance to call the colonel BallsDeep69 and you don't.
Shame.
On.
You.

Never heard that name before.....

HEIL HYDRA

Ooc. ......i have one fucking place in this fucking world that i fucking like: my fucking room....
And every single fucking time my sister is bored she fucking invades my fucking privacy! Rummaging through whatever the fuck she wants, making every possible noise she fucking can, and generally doing literally everything she knows i fucking hate because she is a fucking social butterfly that cant fucking handle being left alone for 5 fucking minutes! Why the fuck cant she fucking understand that not every fucking person wants to be near others for fucks sake?! Especially if im doing something and she constantly interrupts me with her fucking need to talk! Or makes it impossible to understand a single fucking word in a video because she is constantly making some noise or other!
For fucks sake, world! At least leave these few fucking squaremeters fucking nice and quiet!
FUCK!

ooc: *puts on glasses* "i tink... that... erm, the Naz one, he, he is upset... a little bit"

OOC: No duh dr. knowitall

That was a 1 million £ grant the uni gave you to figure that out

OOC: welcome to academia

god damnit you just gave naz another name idea

Ooc. ....he did? O.o
"academia" is a normal word for me... Just replace the C with a more sensible K, and put a comma on the E to make sure its pronounced right...

Also, im confused... Why does mangafox advertise its horror show with the akame ga kill cast and gasai yuno...
....in fact, i have already read many of these...and they arent horror... Like berserk...and mirai nikki...

Edit:
Cage of eden: Akira and his classmates are on a field trip back home from Guam, while on flight there a turbulance and the plane crashes on an uncharted island inhabited by prehistoric species thought to be long extinct. The battle for survival in a nightmarish island begins.

....disregarding how unhorrory this is, isnt this just a rip off of The Lost World from Arthur Conan Doyle except with japanese high schoolers this time? O.o

The prehistoric species are all tentacle monsters

because some people are cowards and are scared of mirai nikki cause blood and dead orphans
I relish in those

Day 1, Location: Somewhere in the Animean Empire.

One might ask how our band of adventurers ended up in the middle of uninhabited nowhere, in a dense forest in the Animean Empire... One might also ask why there is a swarm of giant (and i mean giant, not just head sized) wasps is chasing them... But in Internet, if you ask too many questions, you might easily find answers you did not want to know... Still, i guess it couldnt hurt to explain this one.... It went down like so...

------------ ~30 minutes earlier, somewhere above the Animean Empire ----------

Torg: ...what do you mean they changed the policy?!
Eva: well... They just did... Anyway, just sign these and you wont even notice the difference.
Cole: ....this takes an extra 25% XP in addition to the present one...
Torg: AND gives them the right to broadcast and sell our mission if they want to! Like hell will i sign this!
Cole: agreed.
Crew member: Sirs, i am afraid we must insist that you sign it. Otherwise, we will be unable to provide you with further services of Google Corp.
Torg: What will you do?! Throw us out?!
/30 seconds later on the edge of the cargo ramp/
Torg: ....well fuck...
Cole: at least they gave us our luggage back...
Torg: they just dont want to carry it...
Eva: screw the luggage! I want a parachute!
Crew member: are you sure you dont want to sign the agreement?
Torg: Screw your agreement!
Eva: but i
/at that moment, the ramp drops away under them, leaving them some 5000ish metres to think up a solution. As the vibrant green forest is rushing towards them...or they to it... Actually, both! Science, bitch! Anyway, Torg maneuvers closer to the screaming and flailing Eva, and eventually grabs her./
Torg: Now, lass, im gonna hug you real tight! Dont misunderstand it! Im going to cushion the fall with you!
Eva: WHAT?!
Torg: Yeah, we're gonna take fall damage!
Eva: WHAT?!
Torg: Times up!
/He hugs her tight, the treetops now dangerously close. In an instant, they are sorrounded with the orange glow of the Molten Shell. In another few seconds, they are crashing through the branches, and hit the ground with the force of a thousand corgis... Yet another few seconds later, Torg stands up and dusts himself off./
Torg: well, that certainly was exciting.... Now where the hell are we...
Eva: /still in shock/........wha....why...how...
Torg: oh, that? Well, i thought, hey, the Molten Shell absorbe damage, so i would activate it with you too inside it, and have it absorb the fall damage... And hey, it worked.
Eva: ...but thats.... Thats not how it works... Thats not how any of this works! Force equals mass times acceleration and we are heavy and we were fast and we stopped fast and why are we not a pile of mangled body parts yet?!
Torg: ....are you complaining?
Eva: Yes!...No!....Maybe!
Torg: ...right... Now where could Poopfart be....
Cole: /from a bit away and far above/ Im gonna kill you when i get down from here! Again!
Torg: well, that worked... Come on, lets get him and get moving.
Eva: /still confused, she just nods and gets up/...right...
/going a bit in the direction of "a bit away", they soon find Cole.... Hanging from a tree on his parachute.../
Torg: ...how did you get up there?
Cole: very funny... Now get me down from here already!
Eva: YOU HAD A PARACHUTE?!
Cole: ....yeah?
Eva: AND YOU LET ME FALL WITHOUT IT?!
Cole: ....yeah? Its not like it could handle two people...
Eva: You should have given it to me and die instead of me like a gentleman so we could remember your heroic sacrifice!
Cole: .....thats... a little extreme...for someone i only knew for a day... And youre fine anyway, arent you?
Eva: thats... Thats not the point! Torg, cut him down already so we can get moving!
Torg: /having stared blankly into nothing so far/ .....right.... /He equips his epic axe, and starts chopping down the tree/
Cole: what the hell?! Cut me down, not the tree!
Torg: dont you worry. Youll be down, and we will have firewood and building materials for the night. Efficiency, you see... Thats the new trend.
Eva: ...what if the tree falls on him...
Torg: too late. TIMBEEEER!
/Groaning, the tree gives in and starts tilting, then crashes onto the ground./
Cole: ..../cutting the cords now that he is at a more reasonable "height" above the ground, and getting up/.... Bloody maniac...
Torg: hey, it worked, didnt it? ...damn, that fall may have actually hurt...i keep hearing some constant buzzing...... By the way, what are those thingies between the branches?
Eva: from the looks of it, wasp hives... Just...much, much larger...
Torg: ...............fuck

---------- Back to the present ----------

/As they are basically freerunning/sprinting through the forest, barely ahead of the swarm/
Eva: Cant you two do something?!
Cole: against this many?!
Torg: no way! Maybe take out some of them but not all!
Cole: less talking, more running!
Eva: there seems to be some clearing ahead!
/Sure enough, they soon burst out into an open area. Inside it are a few houses, ponds, and a road leading north/
Cole: inside the houses!
Eva: thats illegal! Trespassing! ..../the buzzing gets louder/.... Inside the houses!
/The charge into the nearest, the door thankfully open, and shut it behind them. The room seems to be some kind of laboratory/
Resident: /stares at them/
Eva: uh... Uhm... Sorry about just entering unannounced but theres a giant swarm of giant wasps after us and...stuff...
Resident: ....../looks at her more closely/ .....tell me... Are you a boy, or a girl...?
Eva: ............uhm......girl?
Resident: And what is your name?
Eva: ....Evaline?
Resident: well then, welcome to Pellet Town! I am Professor Oak. Are you ready to embark upon a grand adventure?
Eva: ...im sort of already are on one?
Oak: oh... Well anyway, its been quiet since Ash and Gary left. Come, sit down, you three. You certainly seem like interesting people. /Gets a tray of drink with 3 glasses: Red, Blue, and Green, and sets it down in front of them./
Oak: choose one!