[color=fff200][h1][center]Jeri[/center][/h1][/color]

Jeri frowned at Seraph's guidance to 'empty your thoughts.' It sounded like some hippy meditation mumbo jumbo. Though, this [i]was[/i] a new world with weird rules, so perhaps mumbo jumbo would actually [b]do[/b] something here.

The Dunsparce tried very hard to focus on nothing. She couldn't think about her home. The big wrestling match she missed. She definitely couldn't think about the chilly raindrops that fell on her pancake body now and then. And she most certainly did not think about the crows, the zombies, the raining forever, and how stupid and frustrated she felt right now. Even as her mind faded to black for a second, Jeri realized with an audible huff that even blackness was a thing, and she [i]wasn't supposed to think about things!![/i]

The thoroughly frustrated Jeri opened her eyes a crack. Some of her companions were already starting to get ephemeral blobs of brief color. She briefly glared at them, then at Seraph, who talked like all this mind emptying stuff was so freakin easy!

Her fellow students may have had their lack of thoughts interrupted by a sudden sloshing sound as Jeri dug a hole into the soggy mud and followed her tail in backwards. She didn't care. Jeri just needed to be alone for a minute, away from the wind and possible threats, away from anyone who was getting this Pokémon stuff better than her. The dark, confining hole felt soothing to this Pokémon's instincts.

[i][color=fff200]Don't think about Hidden Power,[/color][/i] Jeri coached herself. [i][color=fff200]One step at a time. Just stop being mad first.[/color][/i]

Even that was easier said than done. But Jeri recalled her practice, her anger management skills from way back, before sports and high school, back when aggression was not acceptable for a little girl. Jeri breathed deeply and counted slowly from 10 to 1. As many times as it would take. 

After several minutes, the emotions and numbers both numbed into vague form. All that remained was a little ball of ancient rage, small but dense, a core fragment that could never be removed...

Jeri opened her eyes to see a penny-sized ephemeral sphere floating in front of her face. A deep blue-violet mixed with small orange swirls. The instant an excited breath caught in her throat, the sphere exploded out with a roaring sound. The Dunsparce froze, wide-eyed for a second. Then she emerged from her hole, mud and a grin plastered on her face.

[color=fff200]"Well, somethin' happened,"[/color] Jeri remarked. [color=fff200]"Not sure what type, but it was pretty dope. How 'bout y'all?"[/color]

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Moves: Rage, Defense Curl, Hidden Power Dragon

Health: full health

Status: normal

Ability: Serene Grace

Inventory: none

Quest: Screw this world, I still want to go home
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