stumbling-intelligence-blog

[stumbling-intelligence-blog]

starter for @frostyfrosten​ !!

For all intents and purposes, a Snorlax had wondered into the gym’s waiting room. Alwin’s legs were layered into two stubby tree trunks of trousers and his torso was round enough that he’d roll out the door he came from with a strong enough push. His expression, while covered in sweat considering they had not made it to colder clime, was rosy-cheeked and decorated with an excited (albeit nervous) grin.

“I, uh, I’m ready to head off whenever you are, Nicholas! I’ve come prepared like you said! Golurk’s outside with all our camping equipment... Thanks for agreeing to this, by the way! If anyone could safely guide someone to the Icy Rock up in the mountainside it’d be your family after all... Man, once we figure out the secrets to its constant endothermic state, coolant problems should be a thing of the past! Er, I haven’t interrupted anything, have I...?”

[stumbling-intelligence-blog]

Starter for @drackona​ !!

He stood as tall as his toes would allow him as he visored through the crowds flowing through the city’s entrance. When the agent didn’t arrive to his workshop on time he began to be a but hesitant and shortly after when he received a call on his Xtransceiver that they’d failed to make contact he decided to postphone his tinkerings and head out on the hunt.

Blonde hair, stoic-looking... Blonde hair, stoic-looking...

Alwin would have Golurk lift him higher to ensure a better view, but he was still queasy from the last time it did it... And meeting with a supposed business partner in that state would be unprofessional.

Blonde hair, stoic-looking... Blonde-- huh?

Bingo. There she was as expected, standing amidst the crowds with a hard to read expression. Wondering whether she just arrived or had been idle for some time, Alwin began to make his way over with nervous excitement.

“Miss Osenberg! Excuse me, Miss Osen -- oh, sorry pardon me, sorry -- Miss Osenburg! Over here!”

He bumbled his way into the square and towards her, nearly tripping over a gaggle of children playing hopscotch along the way. Somehow he made it in front of her in one piece, vibrating with nervous puppy energy.

“It’s me, Alwin! Sorry, we spoke a little over Xtransceiver a few weeks ago? Phew, we’re so glad to have you here! When we figured out what the engine might’ve needed to kickstart itself into function we were worried where to find such strong enough dragon Pokemon to breathe some life into it! How was the trip over? Heh, I know Primrose City is a bit overwhelming for those unaccustomed to city life... Oh, sorry! I’m rambling, aren’t I? Are you good to come to the lab right now?”

[stumbling-intelligence-blog]

Hello hello! Consider this a starter call for Agron’s designated PC Manager! Might do quick little profile at the same time so you might know what to expect from this nerd:

Almost never seen without bags under his eyes, he’s a busy guy

Whenever you see him it’s a 50/50 chance he has a limb in a cast from dropped equipment or electrical burn

He doesn’t really know how to pokemon battle but can if pressed, he somehow grinded a Golett to lvl 43 by having it help with the heavy lifting 

Often in his workshop or out in the field researching/fufulling employers’ request for freelance work

Sometimes delves into the Primrose City Underground for rare mechanical parts

socially awkward af

I’ll probably leave the stater call uncapped for now but please be patient with the turnarounds, life as always is a bit hectic rn!