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Pokemon Singularity

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Regan Calhoun

Inventory

GP: 500
Items: Potion x1, Ranger Cap

Roster

#1, Kaebe

Tyrunt ♂, Lv 5, Full HP
Moves: Tackle, Tail Whip, Roar, Dragon Dance
Ability: Strong Jaw

PC

Empty

Regan offered a smile as Jason explained his background, “It’s nice to know I’m not the only foreigner. I’ll be relying on the Association for support, though.” He had his family in the area, on construction. Actually, what he’d said was more vague than that.

Anyway, he started texting his father. “Longsword..?” She watched him curiously for a moment before an approaching figure caught her attention. It was the clacking, really. Heels, from how sharp the sound was. It gave her away from a mile off. Regan turned to look at the bombshell approaching - yep, heels. She was happy enough to listen attentively - despite someone’s pushups - and then follow along as the beautiful woman explained their exact purpose here and led them through the facility.

Once they found the professor, she heard that strange voice from earlier going around the gathering of youths. Maybe she shouldn’t think of it as strange, that is someone’s voice. The accent was so thick, was all. The doors to the lab opened and the region’s Champion panicked her way in, with.. donuts! The Champ’s appearance left her with one particular question, but she supposed it wasn’t important. Who was Basil?

It had all been rather chaotic, but she could tell the three adults were close. The way the director’s personality completely changed when faced with the professor was a big clue. And the super-effective flirting from the champ. And the conversation between the professor and the director. In no particular order.

She raised her hand as they turned to depart, “I’ll take a donut.” As her hand lowered to her side, Steph caught it for a shake and introduced herself. She mentioned something about “the gyms? Not a bad idea, honestly. It’d be a surefire way to show I’m able. ” Her own handshake started out.. well.. surprised, but she quickly resolved herself and returned the firm gesture, before Steph popped off to go bother the adults.

She popped the last of the donut into her mouth as she approached the selection area. Like an outdoor space, wrapped up indoors.. Regan’s gaze wandered only until it found the table with the pokeballs set upon it. The grass she was surprised was here made her steps quiet as she came to search the nameplates. An unassuming, normal pokeball sat waiting, as she stood and gazed for a moment. She reached out, picked it up, and turned in place as she gazed at it, red and white and so much more.

The Ranger-to-be held the ball out, squaring her shoulders and taking a rousing breath, “Come out.” Firm, yet not intimidating. The ball’s lid opened, and the light emerged, pooling to the ground and shaping itself into…

A Tyrunt!

Was that a.. dinosaur? “Whaaaat..?” Regan got down to her knees and sat back on her heels, holding her hand out for the dinosaur to come and sniff. The Tyrunt did a sniff, and then she snapped her hand back as he went to put her hand in his mouth. He gave her an unsure look and, after a moment of hesitance from her, she reached out again, slowly, to pet the top of its snout. The dino cooed, rubbed into her hand, and then climbed into her lap, his tail wagging. “I didn’t know dinos would be so cuddly..”

The aspirant sat back onto her rear, in the grass, getting comfortable with the lizard in her lap and petting him slowly. A moment longer, and she started to rise to her feet, “alright, c’mon. We can’t sit around just yet.”

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Ooh my God I didn't even think of that, that's hilarious

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

Niara Rootwick

~ Rehabilitating Hamlet ~

@Remram@Expendable@Xaltwind

Oh, now that was a spectacle. Chickenmancy? The way the sudden magic display seemed to completely disorient the dwarf from the earlier spat was.. rather comical, honesty. “He popped, and all the pressure came out.”

The elf gave a chuckle as the dwarf went to offer her name, only to realize he didn’t have it. She smiled, offering a nod of her head in a meager bow, “Niara,” her offering readily filled the void where the absence of her name had been. “I’m not sure how much this will come out to, but I’m sure it’ll be useful for something. I’m glad our friend there, ah.. Yingmei, brought proper farming tools. I’ve only things for gardening, fool me.” She chuckled, willing to count it as a good fortune, and not a near disaster.

“As Brom says, take your pick, deary. I’m sure, as we all get settled in, we can work out the best place for it, but I think things may yet be a touch too chaotic to say for sure. An inn, you said? Hmm.. we may have use for those wheat seeds, yet, even without that mill.. The shy girl over there is a farmer, see her? The one with the chicken - the.. white one," she glanced over her shoulder at the.. chickenmancer.. that had just summoned blue chickens. "We just came from a successful search for farmland. An inn needs food and drink, right? I’m sure she could use your support next time she goes out.”

“But! We’ve called first dibs on you, good sir.” She laughed again while she continued to process the rice, as Brom had shown her, “don’t run away from helping with tonight’s meal, now.”

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Jason or Tristan, huh? Yeah, that's a clear choice.

Umbra Rose Condos

Go for it, you're cool. We haven't heard from Dragonydas in weeks. I like the RP and the characters, though. Maybe I'll have to see about dragging Xalt back in.

I'm happy to keep playing in this space by our own devices. Dragon did a status update a few months ago, something about becoming a game dev. I suspect this sudden absence might be related? Maybe. I'd like to think there would be at least a little bit of time to drop an update on us, but, well.. more important things, I suppose.

In the meantime.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Stratya Durmand

Time: 28th Sola, Evening
Location: Castle Dining Hall
Attire: Military Formal, in Caesonian colors
Boar Mantle of Spring Hunting
Family Dirk + Crest, worn on the right
Swordbreaker, also worn on the right
Interactions: Victoria, Gideon @princess, Torvi @Tae, Zarai @Rodiak
Mentions: Sjan-dehk, Iyen @Apex Sunburn, Kalliope

As she had turned away, Prince Callum had retorted, and, well, she came from a chatty place. How did he expect her to go about all the decorum if she could only think about the delicious smells and how they weren’t in her stomach yet? But that wasn’t a proper response - which, apparently, he was into now - no, that would sound more like, “You su’prrise me, Prrince Callum.” as she rounded the table, stepping behind the Edwards’ seats, “I suppose I ‘ad yer prriorrities crrossed.” And then, not insincerely, but with all the conviction of a piece of paper, “my apologies.” She’d been too busy responding to Callum to compliment the young lady with the hair clip. Tsk.

~

As she continued to dig in, she heard.. was that Ariella’s voice, rebuking her mother? Oooh, ho ho! Interested, the brunette glanced down the table as she chewed another mouthful of delicious, tender ribs. Her head turned - just - enough - to get her eyes on the Duchess. She did not want to somehow get caught in a crossfire and ruin her meal with an argument she didn’t need to get involved in. She remembered the dismissive tone with which she’d been received at Drake’s party, despite her sharp, finely-made uniform. Depending on how combative she felt, the Duchess might want to start something with anyone she chose.

She’d been hearing the Duchess’s choice manner, but had been making an effort to ignore it. The song and dance, mercifully brief, were behind her now, it was easier to relax, and the meal in front of her meant her hunger would be sated. She could probably withstand Victoria, with her belly sated.

There was some manner of disturbance behind her and to the side, but at almost the same time, a pair of fresh arrivals fell in a heap. The first disturbance had drawn her attention to the side, just in time to see Gideon and Victoria, with Gideon becoming upset. Gideon was becoming upset. It made her think of the disgusted look Alibeth had given Edin, just minutes ago. From there, she’d taken a moment to examine the trio that had entered. The man was carrying the woman in a dress, which was a rather eye-catching stunt at an event like this. Ah, but they seemed to be struggling. Rather, she was struggling against him, and he was struggling to stay balanced. Looked like he wanted to put her down - aah, and down they went.

Victoria was keeping her voice down, which was fine. Stratya wasn’t terribly keen on getting into a squabble with her while she was trying to eat. What she did notice, as she continued to eat, was the man, the one that had been carrying the woman, had a hand on his sword. Her eyes watched even as she ate, though now, she was getting ready to stand, should something.. no. That hadn’t been his intention, he was laughing it off now. If she had to guess, it was just an old habit. From the way he fell earlier, his body was used to combat. She relaxed again, getting back into her meal.

She’d eaten her ribs, gone through some of the mashed potatoes, and now some corn was going to disappear into her stomach with a practiced typewriter back-and-forth motion. She'd also grabbed some duck, which was now waiting on her plate. Someone familiar could tell she’s been practicing more polite table manners, keeping noises down and generally not being a nuisance to sit next to; A year or two ago, she might have been.

Hey, hadn’t there been a chair there?

The curious observation was followed by the woman she had assumed to be the man’s guard, making off with the place setting where there had also been a chair. Well.. it had been unoccupied, after all.. She would only incline her head at the woman, if she noticed the gaze watching her. Stratya had no intention of causing a scene. Not for this woman, anyway.

Speaking of, something was happening down at the far end. She couldn't hear well, but from the expressions going around, she could guess.

Maybe it was the mead, but “is Victorria off on anothair tyrrade, Duke Gideon?” It was about the only thing Stratya ever heard out of the woman's mouth. With doubt in her tone, as though dubious of Victoria's technique, “I s’ppose tae ken ‘ow ye should nae be’ave is imporrtan’, too.” The knight began to get herself another serving of food, “a shame yerr good self ‘as tae sufferr thrrough ‘er strrange methods.”

Her stab at Victoria offered, Stratya turned her attention to the ladies sitting with her. The yet empty chairs that remained at their table did not escape her notice, either, “is this.. ‘fashionably late’?”

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What's the demographic split, anyway? .. five to sev- wait a minute.

Ages: 10.. 11..

Four and a half to six and a half.

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Ah, got our own shipyard already, have we?

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Regan Calhoun

Inventory

GP: 500
Items: Potion x1, Ranger Cap

Roster

Empty

PC

Empty

It had happened rather suddenly. She was helping a Hitmonchan do some training when she got the news. She completely expected the Rangers to reject her. Without any formal pokemon handling experience, why would they take her? She’d interacted with fighting-types before, but without at least one ball on her belt, it seemed kind of hopeless - so, when she was not only given a chance to prove herself, but was being flown out to another island and given her own pokemon to start her on a journey, she was.. shocked, then elated. Her father had been surprised by the urgency with which they were accepting his daughter, but her joy was difficult for him to ignore.

She’d never been very far from the city before. Getting on a plane to an island she’d never been was exhilarating, and more than a little nerve-wracking. She was confident in her abilities, however, and with a pokemon at her side, she would be just fine. She wanted to be a Ranger, after all.

The young lady had been sent off from the airport security checkpoint by her father and a Ranger representative, and she understood she’d be looking for an Association representative on landing. She would recognize the uniform, she’d been told. The representative would take her to her temporary accommodation, where she could read up on the region or just relax after traveling so far. The next day, she would meet the Professor and receive her Pokemon and Pokedex.

There were pokemon everywhere in the city. You didn’t even need to go beyond the city limits to encounter wild ones! She was used to the idea of wild pokemon being a more contentious presence, so it was a little difficult for her to get used to. The building, on approach, was as impressive as this culture shock. The wide structure, and as you enter, the introduction of natural features to the interior space. Trees, even! “whoa..”

She approached a tree, laying a hand gently against the bark of it and looking up into the branches. Her gaze lingered there for a time, looking up into and through the canopy, before she let the logo catch her attention. A tree, growing from a pokeball? Between the logo, and these trees and gardens growing indoors, and the pokemon all throughout the city, it was so inspiring. This unity between city space and natural space. The way people and pokemon could coexist. She’d read about the Cipher disaster, briefly. It all made her want to be a Ranger even more.

"G'mawnin mite, haow's ya die gaowin? Nymes Steph, Oy assume you're heah faw the laygue yahppa too ya?"

Who-wuh-huh? That hadn’t been addressed to her, no, sounded.. too far away, but the absurdity of the other voice drew her attention to a certain fact - she’s not the only one. Right, she’d been told about the other trainers she’d be starting alongside, or at least that there were going to be others. The girl took a fresh look around herself, taking note of the two with pokemon among the youthful faces. She had to observe for a moment to be sure they were, in fact, and pokemon and trainer? pair. There were so many pokemon just... around, here.

Hey, that guy’s doing kata. Regan.. vaguely recognized parts of what he was doing, but he was probably a student of a different school. She’d always been kind of lax on her kata, honestly, though her reflexes have been kept sharp from practical exercise.

“Aah, you’re really into the forms, are you?” Regan had come away from the tree and her marvelling at the aesthetic and philosophy of the Evig Pokemon Association’s League Administration Headquarters architectural design (though if you asked her, she couldn’t phrase it that way), to come and socialize.