Pokemon Tabletop United

"You sure this was the right day gramps? It's been a while since that photographer came out..."
"Yes I'm sure! Don't talk back to your elders!
They're probably still getting advice from the Champion, she does like to Take an Interest."
"Likes the sound of her own voice more like..."


An Old Man and someone who is presumably his grandson are bickering outside of the Capture Supplies store, next to a handmade sign saying "Beat the Kid, Win some Pokeballs".
Someone's even drawn some battle lines in the dust with one of their feet, though wide as the pyramid steps are they make the crude arena a bit more cramped than ideal.

Thus far, nobody has taken them up on their publicity stunt.

"You think that one over there's a trainer?"
"The one who ran out crying? Nah, probably a lonely relative or something. They don't really look like trainer material do they?"

The kid, sighs, looks at the large doors that people continue not to emerge from, puts his hands to his mouth and yells.
"Step right up! Start your trip with a bang! Win a battle, get some gear! Supplies are limited! Today only!"

The old man shakes his head.
"Kids these days just don't know how to go on adventures."