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To those I RP with, I haven't dropped off of the face of the earth, just had a mental health crash but am recovering. Now to catch up on posting.
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To those I RP with, I haven't dropped off of the face of the earth, just had a mental health crash but am recovering. Now to catch up on posting.
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3 yrs ago
The worst thing about mental illness is you have to look after yourself a disgusting amount. I know it's the only way to actually be in a fit state to look out for others, but it still feels wrong.
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3 yrs ago
Emeth: Then I'll be that friend who's the opposite kind of annoying, whispering "Do it, you know you want to..."
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3 yrs ago
Judging by the Internet's definitions of introversion and extraversion, you'd think everyone's either an extreme hermit or a party animal with no in between.
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Krystal: All part and parcel of the job.
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Bio
A frazzled British thirtysomething cat mum with something of a tea addiction.
I like a wide range of RP genres, but have two absolute favourites: Pokemon and magical girls. (If someone manages to combine the two, I'll be VERY happy!) I post fairly regularly, but sometimes shit mental health days crop up - if that causes any delays, I'll try to resume posting ASAP.
With a groan of pain and tiredness from pushing herself too much, Cici stood up to see Tommy triumphantly holding up a Pokeball. "Let me guess, one of those unusually coloured Pokemon?" she asked. She'd seen pictures of Pokemon with unconventional colouring, but had never actually met one.
"We should get back to the Pokemon centre," she said, cradling the Pokeball containing the Chingling. "This little guy here needs help, and I take it you want to get your Ralts healed up?"
She checked that Dulcet and Cadence were ok before attaching the Pokeball to her belt, picking up the Kricketot, and letting the Swablu fly up onto her head. Turning in the direction of the village, she winced. Her legs felt stiff, the shouting hadn't done her sore throat any good, and a headache nagged at her from lack of proper rest. She wasn't going to dawdle, though. The Chingling was in a much worse state than she was.
Ella knew the compliment should have helped, but it didn't. How had she done a good job? It just sounded like Leisy was being polite, saying what she thought she should say. Still, piecing together what she could of her optimistic facade was the only way Ella could avoid making Leisy feel bad.
"And, thanks to you, he just got a little stronger," she replied. "I just hope he... uhh, nothing." She paused abruptly, keeping the rest of that sentence to herself - I just hope he doesn't take this too badly.
Figuring it was a good idea to focus on other things, she nodded at Leisy's suggestion of food. "Yeah, me too," she said, although her appetite had only just started to come back. "Let's stop by the Pokemon centre first though, and..." She glanced up at the sky, a shiver running through her at the sight of the moon shining an odd shade of green, bathing the town in a pale, eerie light. "While we're there, we should ask about this."
Whatever it was, given recent events in Stillwater, it couldn't be anything good.
@fer1323 Ok. Oh wow, I can imagine the confrontation between Oscar and Hammer... Ray is most likely going to have to intervene before things get out of hand.
@Dusksong Ok, so Leisy's Larvitar used Bite during the training match, which isn't a Rock or Ground move, but I'll accept it seeing as it was just an informal battle. I wonder if the "Pokemon can only use moves of their type" thing is one of the battle mechanics that's going to get reviewed anyway...
"Uh, y-yeah..." Although she didn't outright admit it, Cici was more than a little relieved that Tommy didn't want to explore the graveyard. Maybe one day, though, catching a Ghost type would be a way to overcome fear. "We're near enough, so we could find a Ralts around he-"
A loud shriek cut her off. "What was that?!" she yelled, staring in the direction the sound had come from. It wasn't a ghost. Two purple cats pounced around in the grass, pawing and biting at something, batting it to each other as if playing some cruel game. Whatever it was let out another cry, and a noise that sounded like the ringing of a bell.
"Dulcet, stop them!" Cici shouted, running at the two Purrloins. The Swablu sped forward through the air, pecking at one of the cats. It spun around, hissing, lashing with its claws while the other picked up the crying Pokemon with its teeth. A Chingling. Cici gasped. Psychic-type attacks couldn't do anything against Dark types, making this Pokemon defenseless.
"Chase that one with Fury Attack!" she commanded, pointing at the Purrloin who tried to make a run for it. "Careful, though! Don't hit that Chingling!" Trying to fend off the volley of pecks and scratches, the cat dropped the baby Pokemon. Instantly, the other Purrloin saw its chance, leaping forward at the little bell.
Cici jabbed at the button of a Pokeball. "Cadence!" she shouted as the bug appeared. "Use Struggle Bug!" A burst of green lights shot at the Dark type, knocking it out in one hit. "Now, again, at the other one!" Before the other Purrloin could attack, the energy blast sent it slumping to the ground.
And just like that, the fight was over, but that didn't mean the little Chingling was safe. Wading through the grass, Cici bent down. The bell Pokemon, its ropes chewed up and its metallic body covered in scratch marks, whimpered and writhed. "Shhh, it's going to be ok," Cici soothed. "We'll get you to a Pokemon centre."
Holding out a Pokeball, she pressed the button, summoning the injured Pokemon to safety.
All Ella could do was watch as Brighteye floated to the ground, knocked out by one attack for the second time that day. What was this going to do to the Duskull's already shaken confidence?
"Brighteye, come back!" she called, returning her. "Uhh..." She considered her options. Her two Pokemon who hadn't yet fainted were both drastically weakened, and Poison type to boot, with a disadvantage against Ground types.
She looked Leisy in the eye. "You... You win," she said. She wasn't going to make Treasure or Smiley keep fighting in their current state. There was no way she could win this. She'd known that, deep down, from the start.
Putting on a smile, she wondered how simply forcing the corners of her mouth upwards could be so difficult. "Good job there."
A frazzled British thirtysomething cat mum with something of a tea addiction.
I like a wide range of RP genres, but have two absolute favourites: Pokemon and magical girls. (If someone manages to combine the two, I'll be VERY happy!) I post fairly regularly, but sometimes shit mental health days crop up - if that causes any delays, I'll try to resume posting ASAP.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">A frazzled British thirtysomething cat mum with something of a tea addiction. <br><br>I like a wide range of RP genres, but have two absolute favourites: Pokemon and magical girls. (If someone manages to combine the two, I'll be VERY happy!) I post fairly regularly, but sometimes shit mental health days crop up - if that causes any delays, I'll try to resume posting ASAP.</div>