I decided to write this when I restarted my PMD2 file. I thought about Sunflora's and Bidoof's journals and thought "What if the player and his/her partner had their own journal?" So now while I play through the game, the two protagonists will have their own journal to recount each day's events.
I will make some minor changes that hopefully shouldn't affect the overall story much. Just to let you know.
“Uh…hi. My name is Treecko, and this is my journal. I don’t know why I decided to start one now, but I figure it can’t hurt to write down my experiences. Hopefully this might help me be a little braver.
Today started like it always does. I left home, saying hello to some of the locals of Treasure Town. Many of the pokemon have started getting ideas of opening their own stores; some have already opened for business. I can only wish them the best of luck. The day slipped into the afternoon, nothing of particular interest happened, though (although, one of the soon-to-be store-owners, Duskull, said something about a bank. I know how ghosts are prejudiced around here for their whole supposed death thing, so he might not be so successful).
Close to sundown, I went out to the guild. What’s the guild, you ask? I’m talking about the famous Wigglytuff guild, the place to go if you want to learn about/become an exploration team. There are other guilds that I could possibly join into, but Wigglytuff is the most famous and most public; I’m a little embarrassed to admit, but I don’t even know where any others are. Taking extra motivation, I even brought my special treasure—my “relic fragment” as I call it—but even that couldn’t stop me from getting scared and backing out as soon as the security system went off. Deeply disappointed and ashamed of myself, I headed down to where I usually go when I feel down on myself: the beach. As soon as I stepped on the sandy shore and could taste that slightly salty air, I was already finding myself being cheered up. The scenery was beautiful too; the sun reflecting on the waves, the Krabby out and blowing bubbles that sparkled like floating pearls. Being uplifted from the view, I looked over to see something odd in the distance. Getting closer, you wouldn’t believe what I found: A Chimchar unconscious on the sand. I wondered, and still do, about how he ended up like that. Was he washed up from the sea from some distant land? Or did the storm last night drain his vitality and knock him out? Yes, I know that only the Charmander species have to fear their health around water, but maybe, since Chimchar are also fire-type, this one was affected the same way they are. Thankfully, it wasn’t too hard to wake up the chimp, but as soon as he heard me speak, he sort of freaked out, like he’s never heard another pokemon talk before. Further along the conversation, after the pokemon’s initial shock, I found out his name was Chimpyro (I laughed a little on the inside, but pokemon giving themselves names aren’t unheard of), and shockingly, that Chimpyro was a human! Unfortunately, Chimpyro seemed to have some sort of amnesia, so he could neither prove he was a human nor remember what he was like. I’m still debating over whether he’s telling the truth or not.
Well, soon after meeting Chimpyro, two pokemon snuck up and tackled me. At first I thought it was a pokemon who wasn’t paying attention to where they’re going, but I also noticed my relic fragment seemed to have been knocked out of me. The two thieves, Koffing and Zubat, took it and ran into the nearby Beach Cave. They must have been stalking me for a while, since before running off they made fun of my…lack of courage. I’ve heard rumors that Beach Cave had recently turned into a dangerous place. Knowing that I most likely wouldn’t last long in there, I pleaded to Chimpyro to help me recover my treasure. He seemed a little hesitant at first, but he agreed.
As soon as we took our first steps into Beach Cave, I soon found out how wrong I was in fearing this place. Granted, almost every pokemon we met in there were hostile, but they all were water or ground type. After finding that out, my fears turned towards Chimpyro and how he would fare here. Turns out, for a supposed human, Chimpyro caught on to fighting very quickly and even figured out how to use the items we found in there after only a brief explanation. It wasn’t long before Chimpyro and I reached the cave pit and found the thieves. Of course, like all criminal-like pokemon, Koffing and Zubat decided to put up a fight rather than willingly give my fragment back. I’m a little ashamed to say that I hardely did anything; Chimpyro was clearly more than a match for the the two. After having their poke-hindquarters handed to them, Koffing and Zubat showed more criminal-like behavior and fled the scene. Fortunately, they, reluctantly, gave me back my relic fragment.
When we were safely away from the cave, Chimpyro seemed to show a bit of a daredevil-like side of him. He took a piece of driftwood and actually attempted to slide across the shallow waves. I was watching completely stunned, but Chimpyro actually seemed to be doing it…for a few seconds, anyway. After that, he fell off, actually skipped across the water twice, and crashed into a rock before stopping. The Krabby on that rock were scared out of their wits, and I couldn’t stop myself from giggling like an idiot. After calming down, I took advantage of Chimpyro tending to his (minor) injuries to ask him the question that was forming in my mind: I asked him if he wanted to come with me to the Wigglytuff Guild and form an exploration team together. Chimpyro was even more hesitant with this than with the cave, but he agreed again. As much to my excitement, I think we should wait till tomorrow. Chimpyro was able to get up pretty well from that wipe-out, but I know he must be a little sore, so we’ll rest for tonight and then head over to the guild (but note to self: keep Chimpyro away from Sharpedo Bluff, at least for a while. I saw him eyeing the cliff eagerly, and I don’t think it was for the view)."