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Post by Kouji Sakuraba on Sept 10, 2014 4:24:24 GMT -5
birthday dig!
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He’d decided to take a break after the lucky “first find”; because he’d already seen what would happen if he wanted to keep digging on that same day he found that sparkling marble—and besides, Kouji had woken up today to several messages from his brothers, his family, friends—and apparently his benefactor had sent a video message too. “Heh, talk about weird,” he muttered, smirking and laughing as he read the messages on his mobile, before stretching as he got out of the tent—he’d decided to spend the evening over in the Badlands; since he’d gone digging just a few hours ago. He’d even asked the guards in charge if it was allowed, and he got an affirmative, although he was warned to tidy up afterwards. “Heh, of course,” he muttered, reaching for his bag and then pulling out a small bag that he’d packed, full of sandwiches and energy snacks.
After polishing off a sandwich, he then grabbed the shovel that he’d set down at his feet before turning in for the night, and then went outside the tent to see that his Krookodile had sprawled himself out and was apparently trying to “sunbathe” in the early morning light. “Heh. Hey, Hie, get up. I got some food for you,” he said, quickly presenting a handful of PokeFeed in order to entice the Desert Croc to stop sunbathing and get up. At the scent of the food, the reptile then propped himself up and inhaled the handful of food, before he gave him an affectionate pet across his snout. “Come on. Today’ a special day… let’s get digging. You want exercise? Let’s have at it!” he said, and the Krookodile let out a toothy grin, before quickly dashing forward and then diving right into the ground; which was still somewhat damp due to the fog that had rolled in just before sunrise. “Hah… happy birthday to me,” he said with a goofy grin on his face, before sticking the shovel into the ground and starting to dig himself.
Post by Kouji Sakuraba on Sept 11, 2014 0:29:48 GMT -5
Kouji didn’t know if he was going to run into a measure of good or bad luck, so he kept on digging—and tossing dirt off to one side. Meanwhile, his Krookodile was underneath the surface, trying to hustle up something that they could consider a “valuable find”. He also knew that his master was looking for more of the marbles, and if he found another one, then he’d get more treats. He then continued digging, until he felt his claw hit something hard—that made him growl in pain. He then decided to brush it away with his tail, because whatever he’d hit seriously smarted. Growling and grumbling all the while, he continued to lash at the dirt with his tail until he exposed… a blue rock.
Well, it wasn’t a shining thing, but then again… “Krookodile,” he muttered, contemplating this blue thing that looked like there was a turtle shell wedged into it. He then shook his head, before carrying it off to one side in his snout, and dropping it atop a pile of grit, and then continuing to dig. Back topside, Kouji was at a loss—why hadn’t Hiekka come up yet? “Hmm… maybe he didn’t get something that was good…” he muttered as he continued to dig through the area, tying to be on the lookout for that shining, shimmering, splendid little spark of a marble. He’d already gotten confirmation from his own benefactor that the latest marble he’d found was something that was a bit on the “rarer” side, and that he should keep it for himself. Heh, not going to argue with her on that… he thought as he continued to dig…
Dig Dig Dig . . . What's this?! Congratulations, You've found a RELIC VASE ! A vase made in a civilization about 3,000 years ago. A maniac will buy it for a high price.
Post by Kouji Sakuraba on Sept 13, 2014 3:04:35 GMT -5
The Krookodile was still digging underground, shunting dirt aside when he felt his own arm hit something that was not quite soft—in fact it was extremely hard, and had caused him to howl out of surprise at the moment of impact! “Kro, krookodile, kroo,” he huffed with an impatient air, quickly turning around and using his tail in order to continue dislodging the grit that had was stuck around the offending object that had almost shattered one of his claws off his hands—and then saw that it looked like some sort of… a receptacle? “Krookodile…” he muttered, quickly biting it and then yanking it out of the dirt, causing a small landslide to happen!
“Kroo,” he growled, realizing that it was made of rock-not something shiny that his master wanted. He then took to chucking it off to one side; where it landed and then shattered with an ominous cracking noise as it landed on the ground he was trodding on, before continuing to dig. Back topside; Kouji still hadn’t found anything—and Hiekka hadn’t surfaced either. “Crap, looks like he’s not finding anything good either,” he muttered darkly as he then stopped for a while and then reached for a flask of water and took a long drink from it. “Well, this is just bad. Talk about turnaround…” he muttered, before closing the cap on the flask and returning to the actual digging itself. What was the matter and he was drawing blanks—well him and his companion—these days? Was there something wrong?
Or… were they just simply digging in the wrong spot?
Post by Kouji Sakuraba on Sept 15, 2014 3:17:40 GMT -5
Kouji could only guess how his assistant was handling things all the way in Unova—he’d received several panicky texts asking him about other egg groups and all that jazz, plus a rather unwelcome notification that they were in need of some more of the “magic mushrooms”; as stocks were running ridiculously low for the Ranch at that point. “Crap, thanks for reminding me to shop,” he muttered as he continued to dig, all the way out here in Kalos. He knew that trusting the business to his assistant was a good thing, but how long would it take before even he went crazy due to the sheer number of Pokémon that were literally living on the Ranch now? These thoughts had preoccupied him so much he didn’t realize that he’d already hit something—and the distinct “clink” noise shook him out of his thought processes. “Eh, talk about…” he trailed off, quickly chucking the shovel off to one side and then continuing the search by hand.
A few more moments of shoving dirt aside, it revealed that there was… another marble. “Huh, don’t you look… hey, wait a second,” he said, now talking to himself, as he pulled out a coin purse that made a distinct clinking noise—this was where he was hiding his own stash of the pretty marbles and stuff. He then unzipped it, before letting the contents tumble out onto his other hand (his pinky finger was curled around the marble he’d just dug up) and then realized that he already had this one—but knew that someone would be immensely pleased if they got this. “Heh, I know just the one…” he said with a snicker on his face as he then dropped all the marbles back in, and then flicked the new one into the opening as well where it landed with another clinking noise against the rest that he already had there. He then whipped out his mobile phone and then sent a text message to a particular person—rather, it was his benefactor—informing her of the find he’d just made; and that she was free to claim it whenever she wanted to!
COVER FOSSIL !
RELIC VASE !
MEDICHAMITE !
