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[Barney has just arrived in New Bark Town after leaving the hospital in New York. (ie; walking through the doors brought him here). He has received his trainer orientation, but is still confused. He's tried to use the pokegear to call home, but it's not working, and he accidentally left it on]

Okay….this is not what I was expecting when I got out of the hospital. I expected the streets of New York! Not some dumpy backwards town in the middle of nowhere. How’d I even get here? The hospital was still in the city.

It doesn’t even look like there’s even a bar here. A town without a bar! This sucks. It sucks beyond suck. I don’t even have a suit, that’s how much it sucks. Marshall, this better not be a dumb joke or something! Same to you, Ted!

[there’s a pause, as he notices his Totodile gazing up at him]

What do you want, bro? [another pause] Oh, heh, this thing's on.

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You came from a hospital?

(ooc: You might want to disable custom comment pages; I can barely see what I'm typing. XD; )

[pause, where is that voice coming from? oh, the gear-thing]

Yeah, just got out of it, long story, and I was going to for a celebratory drink, but now I'm stuck here!

[ooc: and fixed :D. Had to find it again]

That sucks! Pretty much anyone you hear on the network is in the same boat. We're all stuck here, and none of us are from here originally.

How'd we get here?

No idea! No one knows, actually. I don't think so, anyway.

So, I'm guessing there's no going back either.

[This is a problem. There is some muttering as Barney is thinking through his current situation]

Nope. But I'm sure when someone finds a way back, they'll let everyone know.

So we're stuck? I was right, this sucks. [There's some noise as Barney's Totodile is trying to cheer him up.]

So, who'm I talking to anyway?

Oh, sorry. My name's Sora!

Right. Good to meet you, Sora. Name's Barney.

Nice to meet you, too, Barney!

So, what sort of stuff is there to do around here? You been here a while?+

I have been, yeah! Mostly there's just traveling and training your pokémon. And catching more. If that's not really your thing, you can always pick up a job in one of the towns.

That doesn't really sound like my thing. What kind of jobs? I mean, I had an awesome one back home, but might as well make some money here.

Uhhh, mostly just working at the pokémarts and inns in the various towns, I think. I'm not really sure, I worked part-time at a mart for a week so I'd have enough money to restock for traveling.

So, retail? Shoot, I thought I'd outgrown that.

It's all I really heard was available. You could probably ask around when you get to Cherrygrove.

I'll make sure to do that. How does one get to Cherrygrove? [What kind of name for a town is that?, he is wondering]

Walking.

For three days.

[long, long, loooong pause. You have got to be kidding him, Sora, got to be. Sure he walks pretty much everywhere in New York, but New York is not the woods.]

You're kidding me right? I mean, there's a lot of people here. They can't expect EVERYONE to walk 3 days through the woods? That's inhumane!

People have pokémon to protect them! And I guess they're all used to it. There's kind of a trail, but there's not even really a road from New Bark to Cherrygrove.

I was right. This sucks. Guess I have no choice but to start walking.

Totodile?

At least your pokémon can protect you!

I guess so.

And at least you're not doing the walk from Cherrygrove to Violet right away! That one's about a week.

[Sora that is a bad way to be optimistic.]

[his voice is clearly filled with defeat]

Thanks. I'll keep that in mind.

...uh. And you're probably gonna have to go through a lot of mud.

Even better. It's probably a good thing I don't have a suit right now. It'd just get ruined.

Yeah, probably. Did you get a backpack? There should be a change of clothing in there.

I haven't checked inside the backpack. I'll make sure to do that.

[here's hoping it's a suit]

Alright. Good luck getting to Cherrygrove!

Welcome to crazy-land.

As far as I know, there's no bars. _{[She doesn't mention that a friend of hers is doing whatever it takes to get his hands on some alcohol because if he succeeds, she doesn't wanna share.]}

On a side-note, you're from New York, huh? The city or just the state?

[scoffing] The city.

And no bars? What the hell kind of place is this? What else am I supposed to do around here if I don't have a bar to hang out in?

Well, you could do what everyone else is doing and actually get the lay of the land.

_{[Oh god this was one of those useless clubbing guys wasn't it.]}

Already did. Small town, middle of nowhere, surrounded by woods filled with monsters from a 90's fad. Aka: The last place on Earth I'd want to be. [pause] Actually no. Second last place. New Jersey's still probably worse.

[He's not entirely useless.]

I think it's the last place ANY of us wanna be. Doesn't change the fact that we're more or less stuck here until someone finds a way home.

So I've heard. [pause] Guess you've been here for awhile?

'Bout a month.

So you're one of the new kids, huh? More get beamed in or whatever it is to New Bark Town every week.

This happens regularly? That's weird. But yeah, just got here today after getting out of the hospital. Not the celebration I expected.

On the dot. No one really knows why yet.

That's a bummer, though. Sorry 'bout that.

Weird. I guess I'll live but I better find some sort of alcohol somewhere.

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