Jun 02, 2010 15:44
[Mayfield's been quiet since the last incident. Too quiet.
Brock liked it that way. He'd actually kind of grown fond of the town, adapting to his new lifestyle fairly well. He had a small family that was more than capable of looking after themselves, there were a few familiar faces, and constant new arrivals to town reminded him of the greenhorn trainers that frequented his gym, trying to take down his rock types with some bugs and a charmander. Good times.
The women weren't bad to look at, either. There was a lot more variety than he'd seen in all his travels. He instinctively reached for his side, rubbing where Croagunk had jabbed him earlier for making a pass at a drone wife.
Still, the town needed something fresh. Something non-life threatening. Hrm...]
Of course! Why didn't I think of it before!
All right! Everyone in town who's interested in showing off what they can do! We're gonna have a contest!
Contestants would need to use innate abilities, props, and skills to put on a performance to dazzle the audience and show off beauty, power, toughness, cuteness, intelligence...whatever you think your most admirable trait would be!
The winner will recieve a year's supply of sweets and treats from yours truly's bakery and sweetshop!
As for time and place, how does one week from today sound. on June 9th, in the park?
[Filtered to Professor Oak]
The basic idea's like a pokemon contest back home, so I'll need some judges...you're a natural candidate for such a thing. Any ideas on who else would be good for it?