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Soul Eater Next Gen (Reboot/Restart)

Well, I mean... how do /guns/ work?

The Pokémon Ranger Association

Oh yeeeaaaah, post is up. :3

The Pokémon Ranger Association

Regan had been on the deck of the ship when the horn blew. She preferred to feel the wind in her hair as the ship sailed toward their destination. It was fun watching for pokemon in the sea, as well. If she were still a trainer, she might fish for some, or just ferry herself to the island on a Lapras. But... she's not. The young woman sighs and looks down at the waters below, as the ship cuts through them on the way to the island. It was then that the ship blew its horn, calling Regan's attention to the horizon. There it was... Before she knew it, they were moored at the dock and disembarking. Regan took a brief look, back at the water below. It was then that she noticed something in the reflection... a pokemon circling overhead. That silhouette! It's a Flygon...

"You followed me all the way here? I told you to go home..." A soft frown curved her lips before she shrugged it off. "Jeez, you always did worry too much." With that, she departed the ship, carefully gazing over the side as she does. "I'd hate to fall." She cringes slightly at the thought before looking over the rangers that were placed to meet them. One in particular caught her eye. He must really like Blaziken. She caught herself staring and looked away suddenly. She thought of something painful...

The rangers started talking about their equipment, though, and Regan started paying attention again. Especially that part about the stylus... it would be bad if she tried to use it and it wasn't even turned on. Even if she was confident about her abilities in a fight, wild pokemon were still potentially quite dangerous.

That was quite the forest they were heading into. She didn't realize the area was quite so tropical until now... but a rainforest meant Terra couldn't see her through the foliage, and she'd be forced to either come down here where she could be confronted, or give up. And as per her habit, she was wearing good footwear for it, too. Combat boots. Somehow, she expected the need to wear them here. And even though she'd been told to get her things before... she had all she needed in her backpack. A side effect of having been a trainer, she supposed... Being able to lug this around without a thought.

She glances over her shoulder as she hears someone rather gleeful toward the back. Hehe, sounds like someone's excited. She drops back to walk next to the boy, noticing how much younger he is. Huh. Well, some people start training at 10, and they make it somehow, so... guess this is alright. "Hey, you're excited too, huh? I can't wait to find out what it's like to use the Styler, myself. I'll just have to, for a little bit, I suppose..." When she receives her mission... And she should probably scout the crowd to see who her squad mates might be. Pick out who she wants to be in a squad with only to set herself up for disappointment, right? Haha.

The Pokémon Ranger Association

Well, that would probably be a good way to reinforce 'survival'?

And we could shuffle the fourth from the one group to replace the third that died. >>;

The Pokémon Ranger Association

I just remember reading it in a sci-fi book. Which one was it... I should have it around here somewhere... Oh! Rendezvous with Rama. Apparently, groups of three is a thing for survival groups. I don't remember why, though... If something happens to one of them, there's still two to split the work? Something like that.

Titanpad also works pretty well. titanpad.com

The Pokémon Ranger Association

12 is a very magical number.

And isn't groups of 3 a survival thing?

All the Lights in the Sky (The Irish Tree x Cirus Arvennicus)

And then I made a post.

Did you know that you're supposed to walk on the balls of your feet? Shoes have got it all wrong.

All the Lights in the Sky (The Irish Tree x Cirus Arvennicus)

The sun here rises in the west, every morning, over the mountains bordering the desert. At the foot of those mountains is the forest, where deep within elves reside. Some say dwarves used to live in the mountains, too. In the middle of the desert, on an oasis, lies the capital.

Airships from the floating continent of Var'cel, to the south, can be seen throughout the sky. Some days, it's thicker than others. Some days, there's not one to be found. There's usually a few ships coming to or going from the capital, at least.

A farming community, on the border of the forest, starts at the edge of the woods and extends east. The roads of the town were paved long ago in stone, by the fairies. The houses were grown by them, or forged in clay. The interior first floor was a bed of grass, kept clean and clear with magical aid. Indeed, shoes were not needed, unless venturing into the fields or beyond the borders of the village. But even the fields were fairly safe for bare-footed wandering.

The sun peeks through the window of a young lady, this fine morning. If she doesn't rouse, her fairy should... In a town like this, you rise with the sun!

All the Lights in the Sky (The Irish Tree x Cirus Arvennicus)

HRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG

Soul Eater Next Gen (Reboot/Restart)

I wonder who her meister will be~?

And even though it's pre-determined here, that doesn't mean you can't make it look like it happened by chance. Your characters may be meeting for the first time, if that's what you want.