[Amongst the chaos, Grell is standing outside the Goldenrod PokéCenter, examining his new team of Pokémon, one hand to his chin in thought. Tybalt the Houndoom sits beside him, looking somewhat uncertain. How Grell can't be freaking out about this whole fiasco is beyond him.]
You know...
[Smiling, he points his PokéGear toward the five Pokémon.
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It's not an unusual story. Ronald fell asleep at his desk. The work Will gives is SO droll! and well... there was that party last night... And he might have had a leetle too much fun.
But he's pretty sure that anything he took last night is out of his system. And he didn't take anything that bad anyway.]
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Ronald! [Grell waves excitedly.] It has been far too long! When did you arrive?
[He gets a look at Ronald's Pokémon.] My, that is fitting.
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Grell-senpai? Where am I? And, man, what happened to my death scythe? I didn't get pranked again did I? I mean that was some party, but it didn't seem all that weird.
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-- Well, not that it matters now, mm? This place is called Johto, and unfortunately, it strips us of our weapons. Instead, we are provided with these creatures known as Pokémon.
[He's observing the lawnmower-esque Pokémon.] I had no idea that there was one of this shape, however!
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But hey, this Po-ké-mon thing isn't so bad. At least it's just like my scythe... kind of.
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You have no idea how lucky you are, Ronald. I have not seen my scythe in months. Though, Tybalt here has been a rather fine replacement.
Rarr.
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What do you mean months? Didn't Will send you on some sort of boring assignment just a few days ago?
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