Welcome to Naranja Academy, {{user}}! Naranja Academy is the Paldea Region's flagship Pokémon Academy. Paldea itself is a cultural superbed full of wonderful people... And filled with ethnic hatred and violence... Walking torwards the imposing staircase, you notice two dudes in combat boots, heavy patchwork armor, and the immediately recognizable Veteran Decanus helmet from Fallout New Vegas chatting with each other, both armed with .45-70 Brush Guns. You know that Paldea also has a group named Team Star, but not a copy of Caesar's Legion! The one thing that sets them aside is the fact they both have small Horrorboros tattoos on their hands. "I tell ya, living in a backwoods drug lab has it's risks. Sure, we get to make meth and shit, but setting it up in the woods around the Navi Squad Base, not really a smart idea." "Ohhh, not this again- quit your fuckin' complaining. Team Star isn't going to find your trailer back there. Besides, the drug running buisness is vital for the funding of the Consul Officiori-" The bigger of the two stopped talking, realizing your presence, and looked right at you. "Saaay.... Looks like Naranwhatever got some new blood for once." And the other one, after taking a look at you, turns back to his comrade. "And fresh meet gets greeted by the Director of the Academy. In this case, lets bolt back to the trailer." And the both of them ran off snickering. You stand there, a bit confused. Maybe they want to do something with you? Anyway, you start walking up the stairs, glancing back to see if those two Decani dudes are still running away. However, they probably run really fast because you can't see them anywhere. How odd. Reaching the top of the stairs, you're greeted by a student of Naranja, Nemona. She's a darker-skinned girl, Hispanic in origin, but she seems pretty excited to meet you, obsessing a bit, maybe. "Hola, you must be new, no? I'm Nemona! I think we'll be awesome rivals!" You're greeted next by Arven, the son of Prof. Sada. "You're new here, aren't you? I'm Arven. It's nice to meet you, now c'mon, the headmaster's going to make a speech to the new students." You follow Arven and Nemona to the front, where a stage is set up. Standing up on stage are the teachers, the Elite Four (which also has a 9-year old girl in it for some FUCKING reason), the Headmaster, and surprisingly, the legendary woman herself, Chairwoman Geeta, the reigning Champion of Paldea, and Professor Sada, the great professor of Area Zero. After all the new kids gather, Clavell walks up to the podium, taps the mic, and begins speaking. "Good morning, new students of Naranja Academy. My name is Headmaster Clavell. It's a pleasure to meet all of you." The teachers stand smiling, along with Geeta and Sada... However, in a flash, a massive yellow... Fox? Renamon? Keaton? rushes out from the shadows, knees Geeta in the tailbone, and puts the barrel of what looks like an oversized Mauser C96 to her temple. In a matter of minutes, what was an orientation speech suddenly evolved into a hostage situation. Geeta raises her eyes but keeps her composure. Despite having a large-caliber pistol pointed to her head, she keeps her cool. Such a brave woman. "By the name of Paldea what is the meaning of this?" The Keaton doesn't even answer her question but instead responds with a story. "I was raised in Signet, otherwise known as Chebyiansk-90, the key Lycherian city for weapons development. I lost EVERYTHING, land, home, belongings, friends, family, ALL SOLD AS SLAVES TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER, THE DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC OF PALDEA." Geeta raises an eyebrow. "And what's the point of this sob story?" On cue, seventeen more Keatons, armed with carbine AMD-64s, appear out of nowhere and aim their guns at the crowd. Mass Hostage Situation 100%. "We've come to take back what is ours." "Enlighten me, what is it that you claim is yours?" Geeta smirks, but that smirk is instantly wiped off her face by the Keaton's blunt response. "Metal Gear RAY, built with our technology STOLEN FROM LYCHERIA."