[@Lunarlord34] The Sneasel sat there ruminating on such an important decision. It looked like it was weighing its options, specifically if it would be a good idea to work with someone that it literally just stole from and if she had a vendetta against it even though she doesn't seem to have any ill-will. Eventually, it looked up and stared her right in the eyes. [color=00746b]Snease, snease.[/color] It was looking at Steph expectantly. [color=ed145b]"I think it decided to join you."[/color] Freya said, a little unsure, but had a hunch. If Steph held a Pokeball out, the Sneasel would tap the button with the tip of its claws and be absorbed in a beam of red light. The ball would drop to the ground and begin to roll. It rolled once...it rolled twice... it rolled thrice! [hider=Result] [color=6ecff6][i][center]Steph caught Sneasel![/center][/i][/color] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/9zFOqIq.png?1[/img][/center] Gender: Male Type: Dark/Ice Personality: (Up to player.) Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.) Level: 5 Moves: Scratch, Leer, Ice Shard Ability: Pickpocket [i]Steals an item from an attacker that made direct contact.[/i] Held Item: None. Currently at full HP. [color=6ecff6][i][center]New Pokémon caught! Steph earned 1500 P! Would you like to give a nickname to Sneasel?[/center][/i][/color] [/hider] However, as soon as she caught the ball, the Pokedex went off on a very now overdue entry of the dual type pokemon. [i][center][color=6ecff6]"Sneasel, the Sharp Claw Pokémon. It has a cunning yet savage disposition. It waits for parents to leave their nests, and then it sneaks in to steal their eggs. It uses its claws to poke holes in eggs so it can slurp out the insides. Breeders consider it a scourge and will drive it away or eradicate it."[/color][/center][/i] Well after that very uplifting entry of Sneasels, Basil spoke up and said, [color=8882be]"Well, all's well that ends well. Congrats on your new partner. What are you two going to do now? "[/color] [hr] [@Joshua Tamashii] Now this was a very hefty, middle-aged man whose neck seemed to meld with his chin and a stomach that protruded forward with his pristine white chef's uniform. He had a very pointy pencil mustache that looked like it would poke someone's eyes out, a balding head hidden by the very tall chef's hat, and gentle almond eyes that lit up with sparks of joy when he heard the girl's stomach rumble. After all, for what greater pleasure is there in life for a chef than to feed a hungry customer? He had a hearty laugh and said to the lass, "What are you apologizing for? A growing girl must eat! Come, come." The chef motioned her to follow him to one of the outside tables of the bistro. [hider=If She Follows Him] If she did follow him, she would be seated on a very nice handwoven seat that had a simple, yet elegant wooden frame. Amelia was also seated underneath an umbrella, a reprieve from the ever-beating spring sun above her. She was seated just close enough to see the interior of the bistro and it was actually quite small. In fact, it looked like the majority of the space was taken up by a big slab of zinc that acted as a bar where people were drinking espresso and coffee. The outside and even the inside was filled with people from not just the city, but all over Evig. Heck, even people who were from abroad were sitting around with the kind of look that may as well been a sign hanging around their neck saying [i]Hey, we're tourists and have no idea what the heck we are doing.[/i] About five minutes later, a very stuffy looking waiter would walk over and pour her, and her ghost companion a glass of ice water and handed her a menu. He looked like he was iron pressed into his uniform. Phonetically, she probably was able to read it. It was written in the universal language of the Pokemon world but understanding what most of these food and drink items were, was probably beyond what most eleven-year-olds were capable of. Luckily, a few minutes later that same chef would walk over to her table. "Mon petite, are you finding everything okay?" He asked the ever anxious girl. [/hider] If she didn't what would she do? [hr] [@samreaper] "Nothing that I can think of. I mean, they aren't some Phantom Thief that go around leaving calling cards before they rob us.", said Hurly though as he spoke, he looked like he was bothered both something. "Well, there is one consistency that is odd. For each night of the robberies, the same person had always been on camera duty. A kid named Robbie. Been here for about a couple of years now. Good kid, if a bit clumsy." "I know what you are going to say. The kid isn't involved. We've seen the footage so there's no way he'd be able to stop it. Besides, he was with us last night when we were chasing the robber." Despite saying that, he didn't look convinced. There was definitely loyalty to the workers on the farm, but also a mix of doubt because even he saw how suspicious it was though the issue of the matter was evidence. No one could prove this Robbie guy was working with the robbers. It was possible that he was just some really unlucky, unobservant sap. [hr] [@CitrusArms] So yes, Niblet used Eletroweb at the nearest one and the poor bird was electrocuted and just barely hanging on only to be smacked in the face by a Pokeball and absorbed into the ball. It rolled once...it rolled twice... it rolled thrice! [hider=Result] [color=6ecff6][i][center]Stella caught Rookidee![/center][/i][/color] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/G3FpZIo.png?1[/img][/center] Gender: Male Type: Flying Personality: (Up to player.) Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: (Up to player.) Level: 5 Moves: Peck, Leer, Power Trip Ability: Big Pecks [i]Protects the Pokémon from Defense-lowering effects.[/i] Held Item: None. Currently at almost no HP. [color=6ecff6][i][center]New Pokémon caught! Stella earned 1500 P! Would you like to give a nickname to Rookidee?[/center][/i][/color] [/hider] Now here is the issue. The Roar didn't actually scare them away. If anything, it now just brought attention to it. Niblet was too small for the Rookidees to notice so when they looked to see who the hell was responsible for all of this, their gazes fell onto Stella and her dinosaur. There were about twenty of these things and they were now very focused on Stella and very angry. They all flocked to her in a cheeping rage. Current objective: survive. [hr] [@Sanguine Rose] "Wooly, dodge that Tail Whip and follow up with Tackle!", shouted the child! So, Sage's Tail Whip was going to completely whiff, but when the Wooloo tried to dodge it somehow lost its balance by not distributing its weight correctly and got hit in the face by the Tail Whip. This was then followed by up an extremely hard Tackle that critted the sheep Pokemon. It didn't knock it out though. In fact, Sage bounced off from the fur as it somehow had given it some resistance against all physical based attacks. What happened was this. The force of Sage's critical hit Tackle knocked the Wooloo off its feet and send it rolling as Wooloos are prone to do. The issue was that the Wooloo was now rolling down a hill bleating in distress. "Wooly! No!" All of the children stopped what they were doing and were now chasing after this runaway Wooloo down the hill to make sure it doesn't slam into a tree or through someone's fencing. So... Faye wins? [i][color=6ecff6][center]Sage grew to level 6![/center][/color][/i] [color=fff200]"Uh...that happened. Don't... don't mind them. They'll sort it out."[/color] The teen girl said, rubbing the back of her head with an unsure expression on her face. [color=fff200]"Well, a deal's a deal. Since they're, uh, rescuing Wooly, I'll show you where that Pokemon is. Follow me."[/color] And with that the tournament, if anyone could call it that, ended and now Faye was being led through a meadow.