Who's Jao? Jao is an oddish! Why is Jao an oddish? I dunno... Cause his parents are oddish? Two oddish aren't gonna produce a porygon! Jao is a nervous cowardly lil fella with a heart of gold and a love of adventuring and map making! How does he make maps? He has no hands! To that I say, don't question the process. Just run with it. He has a backpack on top of his head. It's a small brown knapsack with a purple star on it. An oddish that can make maps and has a backpack. How? Again... Just run with it. We good? Great! Storytime.
This story starts with a brave lil backpack oddish standing in front of a tall burly machamp. Machamp began throwing a flurry of punches. Oddish began dodging punch after punch. Oddish leaped into the air and landed on machamp's fist and ran up his arm and kicked him in the jaw hard enough to send the flying pokémon blasting off. Then the machamp fell down to the earth and landed on oddish.
Jao opened his eyes and wiggled around, but he could hardly move. Jao managed to crawl out from underneath the pokémon laying on top of him. It was his friend Dreds the tangrowth. Turns out the whole machamp fight was just a dream.
Jao looked around the room. His backpack lie empty on the other side of the room. His map drawing kit on the stump(table) nearest the exit. Dreds was still fast asleep. Jao bit into an oran and ran over to his map making tools. As he did so, he tripped and accidentally swallowed his oran berry whole. After getting up, he hopped on the table. Picked up his pencil with his foot and placed on top a stack of blank pages of papyrus paper. He rolled the pages up, and tossed the rolled up paper on his head. He put his paper in his bag. Backpack now on his head tangled up in his head leaves.
Jao headed outside. His home, a small hole in the Viridian Forest. That's right. These guys live in Kanto. Jao wouldn't normally leave the safety of his house if it weren't for his love of sight seeing. Between the dangerous pokémon around nearly every corner, and don't even get me started on all those sociopath humans that get a kick outta forcing pokémon to fight for seemingly no reason other than entertainment.
Jao saw some beedrill fly by, but the beedrill didn't see him as he leaped into the dirt. Only his leaves and backpack above ground. Jao's red eyes peeped out of the ground and looked around. Jao ran through some tall grass, the small grass type pokémon went mostly unnoticed as the only visible part of him were his leaves and backpack poking out of the grass.
Jao eventually saw some humans run by. A swarm of beedrill were coming after them. Them kids were practically good as gone. Nothing Jao could do for them other than resume his course. Jao eventually arrived at the outskirts of Pewter City. Jao never been to Pewter City before so this was a new experience for him.
This story starts with a brave lil backpack oddish standing in front of a tall burly machamp. Machamp began throwing a flurry of punches. Oddish began dodging punch after punch. Oddish leaped into the air and landed on machamp's fist and ran up his arm and kicked him in the jaw hard enough to send the flying pokémon blasting off. Then the machamp fell down to the earth and landed on oddish.
Jao opened his eyes and wiggled around, but he could hardly move. Jao managed to crawl out from underneath the pokémon laying on top of him. It was his friend Dreds the tangrowth. Turns out the whole machamp fight was just a dream.
Jao looked around the room. His backpack lie empty on the other side of the room. His map drawing kit on the stump(table) nearest the exit. Dreds was still fast asleep. Jao bit into an oran and ran over to his map making tools. As he did so, he tripped and accidentally swallowed his oran berry whole. After getting up, he hopped on the table. Picked up his pencil with his foot and placed on top a stack of blank pages of papyrus paper. He rolled the pages up, and tossed the rolled up paper on his head. He put his paper in his bag. Backpack now on his head tangled up in his head leaves.
Jao headed outside. His home, a small hole in the Viridian Forest. That's right. These guys live in Kanto. Jao wouldn't normally leave the safety of his house if it weren't for his love of sight seeing. Between the dangerous pokémon around nearly every corner, and don't even get me started on all those sociopath humans that get a kick outta forcing pokémon to fight for seemingly no reason other than entertainment.
Jao saw some beedrill fly by, but the beedrill didn't see him as he leaped into the dirt. Only his leaves and backpack above ground. Jao's red eyes peeped out of the ground and looked around. Jao ran through some tall grass, the small grass type pokémon went mostly unnoticed as the only visible part of him were his leaves and backpack poking out of the grass.
Jao eventually saw some humans run by. A swarm of beedrill were coming after them. Them kids were practically good as gone. Nothing Jao could do for them other than resume his course. Jao eventually arrived at the outskirts of Pewter City. Jao never been to Pewter City before so this was a new experience for him.