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~ Lets Watch It Burn~
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Name: Lorie Winthrop Age:19 Gender: Profession:Journalist
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In the small town of Pallet, Lorie was born to the high school sweet hearts Margaret and Richard Winthrop. As the doctors placed the baby in to the frantic mother’s outstretched arms, Margaret knew there was something wrong: the baby didn’t cry out. Panic spread over her, she looked around wide eyed “what was she to do?” One of the nurses also noticed the silence and quickly snatched the baby away. As they doctors prepare to resuscitate Lorie, tiny squeals of joy erupted for the apparent lifeless body. Dumb struck the doctors exchanged glances before placing her back in her mother’s arms. From that moment on Margaret treasured Lorie. She was now unfertile and unable to give birth to another bundle of joy and since her husband rarely home she made a habit of spending every waking moment with Lorie. Lorie who was now six, enjoyed her mother’s company, but frequently wandered from her mother’s watchful eye: often exploring the near by woods. This scared her mother; she had warned her about the Pokemon that lived amongst the trees hoping to scare Lorie to keep her from wandering, except that’s what sparked Lorie’s interest. Where they really that dangerous, and if so, why? Lorie wanted to know so she went in search of the mysterious creatures. She came close to witnessing a Skitty; nevertheless her mother quickly whisked her away into the safety of their quaint little cottage.
Richard thought it senseless for Margaret to fear pokemon the way she did. “Pokemon are some thing to control to gain power. Why did she fear power?” he wondered. As he took a seat at the breakfast table listening to his wife ramble on about how Lorie wandered off…again mind you. He glanced over at Lorie who sat playing cheerfully in the living room. Her light brown hair tied up neatly in two pigtails extending out from each side of her head held by two pale yellow bows. Seeing her exquisiteness, a wave of pride was sent through his body, he felt as if his chest would explode. He looked back toward his wife she had stopped ranting and was now glaring at him. Richard knew what was coming so he quickly rose, and gently kissed her on the forehead before disappearing out the door, not knowing what fate would befall her.
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Lorie watched as her father left, and new curiosity flamed up in her: “Where did daddy go during the day?” She remembered chasing him up the road in her earlier years only to have her mother swipe her up and carry her back home. “Where does he go?” The more she thought about it the more her curiosity grew. Soon she couldn’t stop herself, she had to know. One day, without a second thought she peered cautiously at her mother, who was clearing the table in the tiny breakfast nook. With that, she quickly slipped out the front door and took off running. A feeling of déjà-vu washed over she half expected her mother’s arm to wrap itself around her waist. This feeling only mad her run faster, for she wouldn’t let her foil her plan, but then again what plan; she hadn’t planned that far ahead, for she didn’t even think she could make it past the door frame.
She looked back in search of pursuit…nothing. She began to slow; the air escaping from her lungs in a short raspy rhythm. She felt as if her body would collapse but her inquisition kept her on her feet; she had to find her father, but the reason for her sudden need escaped her rationalization. Her mind needed to know that no one was going to stop her: not her protective mother, not the curious neighbors - who occasionally glanced out of their windows at her as she sprinted by, not even the strange and mysterious creatures that lurked in the woods. Her only mission was to find out where her father was going.
Soon she reached the end of the road that ran in front of her house…this was the farthest Lorie had ever gone. She glanced apprehensively toward the small cottage; an image of her mother searching franticly for her flashed through her mind, and in turn sending a sliver of pain through her heart. This was also the first time that she felt guilty about her wandering, and the feeling scared her. But she though back to something her father had said: “Look fears in the eye with you’re chin held high.” Of course she had no clue as to what that meant. Was fear a living breathing thing? Maybe she would find this “fear”, but that was another adventure for later.
After the brief pause Lorie continued up the road, walking as fast as she could, and trying to avoid the growing knot in her stomach from the guilty filling that was slowly filling inside of her. Unfortunately, she fell - skinning the soft delicate skin on her hands and knees. The precious blood that made up her was being oozed out between the pieces of gravel that had lodged themselves into her smarting flesh. She bit back her urge to cry out in pain, as the tears swelled up in her emerald green eyes. She pushed her self up, inhaling the slimy, clear ooze that began to leak out of her nose. Ignoring the pain she began to run, thinking of her father’s comforting hugs and the magical bandages that made the pain almost disappear, but then her surrounding blurred, and she fell once more -sending new pieces of stone in to her palms. This time she didn’t hesitate in her recovery, for she bolted, leaving the bloodied soil behind her.
Soon Lorie finally arrived in town, and her entire being throbbed, her lungs burned, but none of which she noticed. She only had one goal: to be swept up in the loving arms of her father. She seemed to have completely forgotten her original mission; now she had to find him, he had to kiss her booboos and remove the stones that where embedded in her palms and knees, he had to take care of her.
A bike whizzed by in front of her almost knocking her over; she had been over whelmed by the thoughts of her father’s adoring embrace that she didn’t see the people around her. Lorie stared in amazement, for her parents never showed her this place before! Come to think about it her parents never even let her leave their own lawn, and here before her eyes was a whole new place to explore. A tingle of excitement ran through her but only for a fleeting second; she had let her first mission escape her interest and she wasn’t going to forget about her dad’s “healing powers”.
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Lorie remembered the time her father came home late. He was complaining about how the machines where not working properly, so he had to stay late and fix them! That’s right all she had to do is find machines and her father would be there. She turned, not noticing the group of school boys heading toward her.
She ran right in to the biggest one and landed with a thump on her rear end. The boy glared at her, his cold gaze sent shivers down her spine. The boy then stuck his nose in the air as if he smelled something rotting. “You’ve gotten blood all over my new jacket! What are you a walking blood bank?” He scoffed. Lorie hung her head she didn’t know what to say she didn’t talk to a lot of people. Lorie rose to her feet slowly, “Get out of our way street trash!” the boy yelled before he pushed her to the sidewalk. She sat there, dumbstruck as the group drifted by her, things like “Why where they so mean to me?” “Did I do something wrong?” flooded her small mind. As she sat there she heard a shout from the building across the street. “Get that thing out of here!” A male voice growled. Lorie strained to see what the man was shouting about, she noticed two men carrying a small wire pin cage to the back of a large pick up truck. Behind the two men came her father. Lorie stared in horror as her father pulled out a needle and injected an unknown serum in to the small mass inside of the cage. The object screamed an objection before falling silent once again.
A surge of rage tore through Lorie’s body, she absent mindedly ran across the street dodging the on coming traffic. She ran straight for her father who stared wide eyed at his angry daughter. She slammed in to him, her small arms beating against his legs, her emotions slipping into tears that poured out of her eyes. “Stop it! You big meanie! Stop it!” she screamed. Her dad quickly grabbed her by the arm and dragged her out of range of the two men holding the cage. “What are you doing here” he hissed, his eyes slits as he glowered. Lorie whimpered as the cuff formed from her father’s hand tightened “Answer me!” he shouted. The two men turned to look curiously at their private words. “I ….I. don’t know….” Lorie whispered once again sniffing the clear goo in to her nostrils.
Her father’s face lightened, not by her face for she looked horrible snot, tears, and lord knows what else ran down her face making it a bright red color. Her father felt an urge to slap the little girl till she stop making noise. He had to turn around before he carried out her punishment. He did an about face smiling pleasantly, then he announced to the men that he had to take care of some business at home and he would be back as some as possible. He then grabbed Lorie as if she where a rag doll and threw he in to the back seat of his brand new silver car.
On the way home Lorie kept quiet, she had never seen her father act like this and what was in the cage. Her father had whipped her away, before she got a good look in side the pen. They turned in to the driveway Lorie’s father slammed the door behind him making her flinch. She floated to her door, his shadow engulfing her completely; he reached in and grabbed her by the arm, harder than before and literally dragged her in to the house before he threw her to the ground. “Go to you’re room!” He commanded “I’ll deal with you later!” Lorie didn’t have to be told twice as panic overwhelmed her she fled up the stairs to her bedroom.
As exhaustion soon replaced the adrenaline that pumped through Lorie’s veins, she fell into a dreamless sleep. When she awoke she crept down stairs to find her father humming silently to himself in the kitchen. “Guess what!” he shouted in a cheerful tone “Your going to go to school next week! Would you like that?” Lorie remained silent her father seemed like different person this morning. He seemed more energetic then usual, but some thing was missing. Her mother, Lorie looked around the last time she saw her was when she made her escape. “Where’s Mommy?” she blurted, surprised by the hoarseness of her voice. “Mommy?” her father replied as a sly smile stretched across his face “Well she went out to get so milk. You like milk don’t you?”
Lorie sat by the window waiting form her mother to return for three days, with each day that pasted the more she lost hope that she would ever see her mother again. By the end of the week her mothers face littered the streets with posters that exclaimed “Have you seen me?” Also Lorie had completely stopped talking; she knew that she would have to go to school soon. Her father was never around as usual; but Lorie felt a loneliness that seemed the weigh on her soul. And her once cheerful nature was slowly waning.
The day finally came; Lorie would have to go to school. As she walked in to the school building she began to observe the smiling faces of the other children as they frolicked and played. The bell rang for lunch at noon and the children filled out in the play ground. Lorie delicately placed herself on a bench and began to nibble on a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. When a shadow loomed over her; she looked up only to wish she hadn’t; the boy and his group that she ran in to the day her mother disappeared was standing over her. “Hey!” the boy said smacking the sandwich out of her hand. Lorie watched as the sandwich fall to the ground and then turned her attention back to the boy.
“You’re an orphan now! You’re mom is never coming back.” He jeered. This made her blood boil, she stood and pushed the boy backward, but little did she expect that the boy was holding a pair of scissors. Instinctively he raised them in self defense, but with that the blades pierced though her right eye socket with a soggy thump as it hit the ocular nerve. A cold feeling flushed over her as her eye contents and blood began to spew out of her eye socket. The boy and he’s gang fled leaving Lorie to crumple in pain.
Lorie was sent to the hospital, where her father abandoned her leaving her to fend for herself. She lived on the streets and other places that she could find a decent work to support her self. She also began to observe and catch pokemon. And so thirteen years later Lorie was once again her cheerfully and happy self living life to its fullest!
"I’m using promo set 1, ice fang for Manwile, random pokemon, 2 random pokeballs, and 500 dollars please, and thank you!"
Starting Pokemon: Nickname: Zee Starting Town: Millenia town Poketech Color:
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