Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2014 5:17:48 GMT -5
Recently, Dennis' work with human genetics had come to a halt. Researching pokemon skills and abilities was all well and good, as was having an ever ready human test subject, himself, but with failed test after failed test, he felt he needed to take it from a new angle. He had heard a long time ago that there was a pokemon that knew how to customize it's own DNA to replicate that of another pokemon, quite literally turning into it. Such an example of pokemon genetic adaptability would be a boon to his research, not only to his human genetics, but a much greater boost to his pokemon research. The issue was, this pokemon was said to be exceptionally rare. He had been checking with every pokecenter he could to see if anyone may be selling it. Money would be no object for his research to continue.
Being in Kalos, he thought a city as large as Lumiouse would be a great place to start. This place had also been getting many odd rumors of unique pokemon lately, so it was bound to attract some trainers with exciting pokemon. Fixing his messy grey hair, as if trying to look somewhat sane, he walked into the pokecenter, walking straight to the front desk Nurse joy, a smile on his features that would be seen as pleasant if worn by any other man, but came off as somewhat disconcerting when plastered on the face of this mad scientist.
"Excuse me, ma'am, has anyone with a ditto recently used your services? I've been looking for one as of late but I'm finding it hard to track one down."
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Post by Zernebog Romanov on Apr 21, 2014 5:31:32 GMT -5
If there was anything Zernebog learned the value of, it was a break. Sure it would be great to be productive in some way 24/7, but humans were not made to be able to do that. Hell, no one but possibly the primordial creation trio of Sinnoh could do that and not end up sick or dead beyond all reasonable doubt.
That was why he was relaxing in one of the nice, comfy couches inside the pokemon center after a dinner and a shower. There was nothing like the refreshed, just-fuelled feeling after a few days of work. Why, he could already see the tan from the constant sun exposure in the wastelands start to settle in. Even his body was showing proof of everything he had been doing in the wastelands lately.
He was about to distract himself with reading a magazine when he heard a guy’s voice asking for a Ditto. His head turned towards the source of the voice and an eyebrow raised when he saw a gray haired guy at the counter talking to the Nurse Joy. The guy kinda reminded him of one of his half-brothers, Vincent. He just had that nerdy scientist air about him and he had a feeling that he might know what this is about. But they’re just theories, of course. There was only one way to know what the guy wanted a Ditto.
”Hey Mr. Gray hair?” Zernebog suddenly called out, his eyes lazy and curious like a cat finding a new toy to play with. ”Why in the world do you need a Ditto so bad?”
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