If you could spell ryi's name with other letters to know how to pronounce it, how would it sound. For example, cerise is sair-ease.
Err, kinda like that, I think.
Err, kinda like that, I think.
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The boy Cerise'd lathed herself onto seemed… nice. She could've done without his beautifly plopping itself on her head though. She had to force herself to not jump and shoo it away, and instead shifted her weight a bit. Disturbed at the shift in its perch, the beautifly fluttered off her head.
"Cerise," she replied with a forced smile. Blinking at the offered pokepuff, she waved her hand, politely saying, "Oh, no thank you. I just ate." This was not technically a lie. She had, in fact, just eaten. Luckily, she was saved from more conversation when the renowned Prof. Sycamore… and some other girl, started talking.
Cerise really wasn't interested in the sermon part. Sure, pokemon were integral to society, blah blah, but it was getting a bit preachy for her tastes. She just needed her starter so she could get on with this and start her real journey. People immediately jumped into action once the professor's assistant gave them the go-ahead to claim an egg. Like opening a flood gate, beginning trainers and children rushed forward, and Cerise found herself pulled along with the tide.
Ideas trekked through her mind as she thought of her "journey." She'd need at least a couple gym badges and pokemon to show off to her mother, so she could keep exploring Kalos. That couldn't be that hard, right? Heck, this was something a bunch of ten year-olds did on a regular basis. A gym badge here, a new pokemon there, and her mom would get off her back about staying home in Kiloude. With her boyfriend.
She thoughtlessly grabbed an egg when she got to the front of the line, along with the requisite trainer supplies. Still distracted with how she was going to find time in her exploration and study of the regional flora for gym battling, she clutched her egg and various supplies to her chest. Being a short person in a crowd was a suffocating experience. Eager to find some escape, she fought against the tide of people until she reached the entrance to the lab. Finally out on the open street and able to breathe again, Cerise sat herself down on the steps of the lab. It was only then that she really looked at the egg she'd so carelessly chosen.
It was a tiny black thing, with bulbous white and purple splotches dotted along the surface. Her brow crinkled as she looked at it, trying to remember what sort of pokemon had markings like this. She could feel it, just on the tip of her tongue, when suddenly it gave a small shake. Cerise jumped, leaning away from the egg in surprise. Embarrassed, she glanced around to make sure no one had seen, and then leaned back in to examine the egg, new wonder in her eyes. She hadn't cared much for pokemon before, but… well, she was just about to see one hatch. Whatever this was, it was supposed to be her partner. Almost in spite of herself, excitement bubbled up inside her, like an unknown spring leaking to the surface.
A tiny, awed smile crept over her face as the egg gave another shake.
"Cerise," she replied with a forced smile. Blinking at the offered pokepuff, she waved her hand, politely saying, "Oh, no thank you. I just ate." This was not technically a lie. She had, in fact, just eaten. Luckily, she was saved from more conversation when the renowned Prof. Sycamore… and some other girl, started talking.
Cerise really wasn't interested in the sermon part. Sure, pokemon were integral to society, blah blah, but it was getting a bit preachy for her tastes. She just needed her starter so she could get on with this and start her real journey. People immediately jumped into action once the professor's assistant gave them the go-ahead to claim an egg. Like opening a flood gate, beginning trainers and children rushed forward, and Cerise found herself pulled along with the tide.
Ideas trekked through her mind as she thought of her "journey." She'd need at least a couple gym badges and pokemon to show off to her mother, so she could keep exploring Kalos. That couldn't be that hard, right? Heck, this was something a bunch of ten year-olds did on a regular basis. A gym badge here, a new pokemon there, and her mom would get off her back about staying home in Kiloude. With her boyfriend.
She thoughtlessly grabbed an egg when she got to the front of the line, along with the requisite trainer supplies. Still distracted with how she was going to find time in her exploration and study of the regional flora for gym battling, she clutched her egg and various supplies to her chest. Being a short person in a crowd was a suffocating experience. Eager to find some escape, she fought against the tide of people until she reached the entrance to the lab. Finally out on the open street and able to breathe again, Cerise sat herself down on the steps of the lab. It was only then that she really looked at the egg she'd so carelessly chosen.
It was a tiny black thing, with bulbous white and purple splotches dotted along the surface. Her brow crinkled as she looked at it, trying to remember what sort of pokemon had markings like this. She could feel it, just on the tip of her tongue, when suddenly it gave a small shake. Cerise jumped, leaning away from the egg in surprise. Embarrassed, she glanced around to make sure no one had seen, and then leaned back in to examine the egg, new wonder in her eyes. She hadn't cared much for pokemon before, but… well, she was just about to see one hatch. Whatever this was, it was supposed to be her partner. Almost in spite of herself, excitement bubbled up inside her, like an unknown spring leaking to the surface.
A tiny, awed smile crept over her face as the egg gave another shake.
about half way done writing it.
i mean you could just write a thing saying your character was already there. we know it's a huge crowd with a bunch of people, not just us.
@NightmareInd Accepted. Please change that blue before I get eyeball ebola q.q
yup. page 12. found it.
@shadowcatcher A new character was posted in the character tab, without approval, might i add. (just wanted to assure that you knew)
they got approval a few pages back.
oh wait maybe i'm tripping out. hang on, i'll do some digging.
@1charak2 cerise has no mons, so if you want to aaccidentally knock out an 80 lb girl, you are perfectly welcome to. what a great start to her adventure.
ayyyyyy i finally posted! anyone can be the stranger cerise latches onto. i kept it vague, so if you need someone to interact with, go for it.
"Uh-huh. Yeah. Ok, thanks Dad."
"Should I wait –"
"Nope. No, we're good. I can take it from here. Bye Dad."
"And you'll call, right? The –"
"Yeah. Bye Dad."
Cerise was not having a good day. It started off well enough, when her mom had waved her off on the train for Lumiose. It'd taken a good deal longer than Cerise would've liked, what with the older woman and her new boyfriend insisting on pictures and postcards and demanding a call every time Cerise got a new gym badge. (Cerise didn't even want to take on the pokemon league. It was just the only way her mom, a former trainer, would let her leave home. It was either the league or staying with her dad, and that was certainly out of the question.)
The train ride was long, but uneventful. Her day started to sour when she disembarked to see her dad, a beaming smile on his face. As Mr. Dahmani lived in the city, bonding time with him was both obligatory and unavoidable. He got her a galette and they walked around the city for a bit. She'd managed to avoid talking about anything personal, so it wasn't totally unbearable. Just annoying and uncomfortable. Then they'd tried to walk into a boutique (or at least, Cerise'd tried to drag her father into it) when the staff had the nerve to tell her she wasn't fashionable enough to shop there. Was… was that for real?? Her temper flared from just thinking about it. Honestly, who were they, in their tacky, overly priced outfits, to tell her she didn't have style? The nerve. She was going to file a complaint.
And now they were here, outside the pokemon lab. Cerise's dad was still buzzing around her like a beedrill, fussing over her like she was a child.
(To be fair, she still most definitely looked the part. But that was his fault. Him and his short genes.)
"And don't try to take on people you're not ready for –"
"Wasn't Mom the trainer? I'll be fine." Her dad seemed to deflate a bit at that. Cerise averted her eyes, guilt slowly bubbling up inside. "I'll call, ok?" she promised. "I gotta go now. They're gonna give out the pokemon soon." Cerise shifted a bit, knowing what she had to say but hesitating.
"…Love you, Dad. I'll see you later." Her dad's smile grew soft and he pulled her into a tight hug.
"I love you too." He placed a kiss on her forehead and Cerise pulled away as soon as she could without hurting his feelings. "Oh, before you go, I need a picture!" he announced. Desperate to finally end this chapter of her day, Cerise looked over her shoulder to see the crowd congregating inside the lab.
"Ah, sorry Dad!" she said quickly. "I see my friend there." Cerise waved her hand at a random person and turned back. "They've been waiting for me. Ok, bye love you!" With that she dashed off to the unfortunate bystander and linked her arm tightly around theirs. "Hey!" she said with false cheer. "Please just go with it," she whispered before looking back at her dad and waving. She didn't stop until her dad had finally walked away.
"Sorry," she said with an embarrassed laugh when her dad had finally turned the corner. "Just, uh… needed an excuse." She disentangled her arm from the strangers and gave a sweet smile. "Thanks, though."
"Should I wait –"
"Nope. No, we're good. I can take it from here. Bye Dad."
"And you'll call, right? The –"
"Yeah. Bye Dad."
Cerise was not having a good day. It started off well enough, when her mom had waved her off on the train for Lumiose. It'd taken a good deal longer than Cerise would've liked, what with the older woman and her new boyfriend insisting on pictures and postcards and demanding a call every time Cerise got a new gym badge. (Cerise didn't even want to take on the pokemon league. It was just the only way her mom, a former trainer, would let her leave home. It was either the league or staying with her dad, and that was certainly out of the question.)
The train ride was long, but uneventful. Her day started to sour when she disembarked to see her dad, a beaming smile on his face. As Mr. Dahmani lived in the city, bonding time with him was both obligatory and unavoidable. He got her a galette and they walked around the city for a bit. She'd managed to avoid talking about anything personal, so it wasn't totally unbearable. Just annoying and uncomfortable. Then they'd tried to walk into a boutique (or at least, Cerise'd tried to drag her father into it) when the staff had the nerve to tell her she wasn't fashionable enough to shop there. Was… was that for real?? Her temper flared from just thinking about it. Honestly, who were they, in their tacky, overly priced outfits, to tell her she didn't have style? The nerve. She was going to file a complaint.
And now they were here, outside the pokemon lab. Cerise's dad was still buzzing around her like a beedrill, fussing over her like she was a child.
(To be fair, she still most definitely looked the part. But that was his fault. Him and his short genes.)
"And don't try to take on people you're not ready for –"
"Wasn't Mom the trainer? I'll be fine." Her dad seemed to deflate a bit at that. Cerise averted her eyes, guilt slowly bubbling up inside. "I'll call, ok?" she promised. "I gotta go now. They're gonna give out the pokemon soon." Cerise shifted a bit, knowing what she had to say but hesitating.
"…Love you, Dad. I'll see you later." Her dad's smile grew soft and he pulled her into a tight hug.
"I love you too." He placed a kiss on her forehead and Cerise pulled away as soon as she could without hurting his feelings. "Oh, before you go, I need a picture!" he announced. Desperate to finally end this chapter of her day, Cerise looked over her shoulder to see the crowd congregating inside the lab.
"Ah, sorry Dad!" she said quickly. "I see my friend there." Cerise waved her hand at a random person and turned back. "They've been waiting for me. Ok, bye love you!" With that she dashed off to the unfortunate bystander and linked her arm tightly around theirs. "Hey!" she said with false cheer. "Please just go with it," she whispered before looking back at her dad and waving. She didn't stop until her dad had finally walked away.
"Sorry," she said with an embarrassed laugh when her dad had finally turned the corner. "Just, uh… needed an excuse." She disentangled her arm from the strangers and gave a sweet smile. "Thanks, though."
whooopps never mind. i keep getting ninja'd
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