The massive visage of Castelia City loomed over the horizon, reflected by the rippling sea up ahead. After a long, drawn-out journey on the sea moving from Hoenn all the way to Unova, the ship finally halted at the Liberty Pier with a loud honk to signal its arrival.

As the rest of the passengers were unboarded, a light message popped up on your phone, coming from the moving services hired a few days ago.

"This is from the Machoke Moving Services, we are currently unloading at your new residence."

It was followed up by a very blurry picture of a group of Machoke, with one unmistakenly bumping into the top of a doorframe.

The towering skyscraper serving as your new home sat right next to the Castelia Gym. From there, a large truck bearing the symbol of Machoke flexing on either side parked next to the sidewalk.

Right at your given floor, six or so Machokes filed in and carefully placed the furniture and your belongings in the new apartment. Each of them, one of them looking incredibly green for some odd reason, turned to you and happily flexed in synchronization to greet you.

"Machoke!"