Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24304510-20140418180855/@comment-24296957-20140418204841

Amet shook his head. He thought of his father, how he would speak. It compelled him. he straightened his back, cleared his throat, and began once more.

"People of this Center.  I am Amet, a wandering trainer from a fallen predominate family, hailing from Slateport in Hoenn.  Now, you may not know me, and I do not know you.  So you have plenty of good reason to not believe me right now.  You have survived this long, so why listen to a boy, running his mouth?  You may be a team player," Amet motioned to the crowd in front of him, "or you may be a lone wolf," Amet motioned to Sven, stopped by a boy heaving a shovel. The crowd looked to the door. Amet nodded to him.

"In any case, we all know that this city has been under siege from wild Pokemon.  No doubt you all have your own theories, your own plans as to what to do.  Some of you will go solo, finding a way out of the city and leaving this place, another page in your book of life.  Some of you will stay, protecting what little is left.  The choice is yours.

"I have faith in my abilities, as do you in your own.  I can tell you that I was attacked by a horde of Geodude, and they are the cause of the tremors you are feeling right now.  Water and grass types will no doubt rule in this type of combat.  But what I ask of you know is no simple task.  Vampa, Palla, to me!" Amet's Torchic and Togepi ran up the steps to his side. He placed Vampa on his other shoulder and held Palla in his arm.

"I have faith in my Pokemon and in all of you.  I give you an offer," Amet extended his free arm over the railing towards the crowd, "will you put faith in me?"

Just as he finished, a girl ran up the stairs.