[center][h1][color=37B5A9]Stephanie Irwin[/color][/h1] [img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/504262251755339776/934958596612034630/Konachan.com_-_237143_sample.png[/img] [hider=Inventory] Pokedollars: 3300 1xpotion 3xpokeballs [/hider] [hider=Pokemon] [hider=Team] [hider=Numero Uno] [color=80FCFF]Dusk[/color] [img]https://img.pokemondb.net/sprites/x-y/shiny/litwick.png[/img] Species: Litwick Type: Fire/Ghost Level: 6 Status: Dunking on some scumbag loser Moves: Smog, Ember, Astonish Ability: Infiltrator- Passes through the opposing barrier, substitute, and the like and strikes. Held Item: [/hider] [hider=Numero Duo] [color=A8A7A5]Dennis[/color] [img]https://i.imgur.com/eGE2pGC.png[/img] Species: Pidove Type: Flying/Normal Level: 4 Status: No longer Beaten to a pulp Moves: Gust, Growl, Leer Ability: Super Luck- Increases the critical hit ratio by 1 stage. Held Item: [/hider] [hider=Numero Trio] Jack [img]https://i.imgur.com/9zFOqIq.png?1[/img] Species: Sneasal Type: Dark/Ice Level: 5 Status Moves: Scratch, Leer, Ice Shard Ability: Pickpocket Steals an item from an attacker that made direct contact. Held Item: None. [/hider] [/hider] [hider=Pc] [/hider] [/hider] [/center] It came as something of a surprise to Steph that the Sneasal actually agreed. Only moments ago they were adversaries, now they were allies. Suppose it made up for the time wasted on this little endeavor, and the Sneasal was better off with her than that piece of shit anyway! Alls well that ends well and all that jazz. Holding out a Pokeball to it, she watched as the little cretin tapped on it and vanished in a flash of light. It felt like it had already clicked well before the ball had hit the ground, the moment the third roll was done Steph was already kneeling down to pick up the newest addition to her team. A lot had happened in a short time huh? She had only been a trainer a few hours and she already had half a team. Hearing her pokedex speak up, she ignored the description it blurted out. It didn't matter much to her, these little snippets were always kinda weird. Like who the fuck in their right mind write this? Cracking open eggs and drinking the insides? Why did she need to know this? God, whoever wrote this was some kind of special nutjob. [color=37B5A9]"Whaht's naext?"[/color] Steph echoed back to Basil, as she looked to Faye for a moment. What were they doing again? Oh right, Steph wanted to check out the docks! It wasn't every day she went to the big city, and this one was in a foreign region! It would be remiss of her to not check things out before leaving. At the very least, she didn't feel like she needed to be in a rush anywhere. [color=37B5A9]"Suppose me and faoy weah gawnna hayd on daown t' the dawcks t' say if theah was anythin inteahstin gaowin on daown theah. aftah thaht, mybee chaeck around taown. Say if theah's anythin inteahstin. Mybee chaeck eow' the maht and gao t' a saentah. dunnao if faoy weell wahnna steeck around the whole toime, buh' Oy knaow Oy wahnna say if Oy cahn haelp anyone heah befoah haydin eow'. Heahd anythin inteahstin gaowin on round heah? aw if anyone nayds a hahnd?"[/color]