Aron the Aron
Lord Commissar Secretary of Floor Gang
- Your Partner: Riolu!Level: 5
Exp. Pts.: 86
To next level: 103
Held Item: None
HP: 32/32
Attack: 11
Defense: 10
Sp. Atk.: 12
Sp. Def.: 10
Type: Fighting
Abilities:
Steadfast: Boosts the Pokémon's Speed when it is cross-eyed or flinching.
Inner Focus: Protects the Pokémon from flinching.
Species: Riolu(♂)
Joined at:
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"Whoa! Wh-wh-whoa!"
"Are... Are you OK?!"
"No! Don't let go! Just a little longer... Come on! Hang on!"
"N-n-no! I can't... hold on...!"
"Waaaaaah!"
And thus, the story began...
Several hours later...
The gorgeous sunset to the Riolu's west did little to ease his nerves, standing alone against the gated entrance to Wigglytuff's Guild. He knew what he wanted to do, and yet mustering the courage to take the first step forward was proving a lot harder than it seemed. "You got this... Just stand on the grate, and everything will be okay." Psyching himself up, he finally let a burst of newfound bravery to step forward towards the metal gate. But no sooner did he find his courage...
"Pokémon detected! Pokémon detected!"
"Whose footprint? Whose footprint?"
"The footprint is Riolu's! The footprint i- huh?"
... did it evaporate.
Spooked, the Riolu stumbled back off the grate before tripping and falling onto his own tail. The shock smashed what little morale he had, and as the canid crawled away from it all, he tightly clutched the little stone tucked into his worn-out scarf.
"I thought bringing this would give me a boost in confidence... I guess not." he thought to himself, already getting up and dusting himself off while still staring at the stone in his paw. "So much for being brave like gramps... I should leave; I'll... I'll try again tomorrow morning..." With the evening's plans ruined along with his mood, the Riolu turned around to leave, unknowingly being followed by two particular stooges as he retreated to the one place he could find solace.
Pokémon are travelling, please wait...
The beach came alive as Krabby crawled out of their hideaways to blow bubbles; the sunset's light were caught by the bubbles, reflecting in a dazzling lightshow of color only enjoyed by those fortunate enough to be present. It was on clear days like those that made the beach such a wonderful getaway for lonely Pokémon like Riolu.
"This view never gets old..." He sighed to himself, letting the disappointment that happened minutes ago be forgotten. He let his eyes drift across the horizon as he sat down on the fine sand; there was Treasure Town to his right, Sharpedo Bluff only a slight turn of his head from being visible, the unconscious figure near the cav-
Wait a minute...
As his brain finally caught up to what he had nearly glossed over with his sight, Riolu scrambled up to his feet in a bout of momentary panic. "Someone's collapsed on the sand! How did I not notice it earlier?!" He could scold himself later; someone needed his help!
"Uh... H-hey! Are you alright!?" He shouted as he ran across the beach, silently praying that whoever he found wasn't already dead. That would be the last thing he needed on top of an already crummy day...
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