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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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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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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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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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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.
"Jumbles, your lights could help Florence look him over!" Ella suggested. As the Inkay flew over, though, the Swablu shrank away from the unfamiliar Pokemon and his eerie glow. "I'm sorry, little guy!" Ella blurted. "I didn't mean to scare you! He won't hurt you!"
As Jumbles drew back, Ella bent down to the Swablu's level. His beady eyes flicked from Jumbles to her with a wary gaze. "Don't worry! We'll get you back home later!" Ella tried to reassure the terrified bird.
Even to her, though, it sounded like an empty promise... just like her others.
Approaching slowly so as not to scare the bird, Florence examined him, looking closely, running her fingers over his fluffy feathers with the lightest of touches. "It's ok... Ah! Sorry! D-Did that hurt?" she said as the Swablu flinched away. "Hey... It's alright. Leisy will keep you safe." The medic doubted she could actually calm the Swablu down. This is the kind of thing Vernie would be good at, she thought with another pang for her missing Pokemon. Continuing her attempts to soothe the bird, she resumed checking him over.
She looked up at Leisy. "It appears to be nothing worse than bruises, though we'll have to keep an eye on him in case he shows any signs of dizziness." Taking another potion from her bag, she sprayed it on the bruised areas.
As much as she wished she could find the Swablu's nest, it wasn't an option right now, with people and Pokemon in trouble in the desert village. Already, rocky ground had replaced much of the grass, and it wouldn't be long until the group reached sand. "The important thing is to keep him as calm as possible."
Sophia huffed as the gym leader opened a door. "You think a psychic wouldn't already know what meditation's about?" she replied, but went to follow anyway, shoulders drooping. Maybe he'd teach her a different approach - if she could actually bring herself to relax through his preaching. "Ugh... People must have expected much more from someone like me."
At the sound of footsteps, Sophia knew relaxation wasn't going to happen. She spun around, face reddening with embarrassment as Oscar entered the room. He'd heard all that. He'd seen her without the facade. Now there was no way he'd shut up.
Why was he being so tolerant about her failures, anyway, when others weren't? There was no trace left of that vaguely mocking attitude he'd had the first day. Instead... he cared. That idiot was wasting his concern on her.
"You... You really don't know when to quit." Her gaze kept flicking from him to the floor. "Fine, as long as this isn't some excuse to pry."
"That's something else I'm planning to look into, how Pokemon can overcome type disadvantages," Amber replied. "Chalcedony here might have to learn an Ice or Bug type move. And yes, I'd love to come along! The caves will be good for field study too." She glanced at Aedre and Alex. "You ok with this?"
At the mention of exploring, Kyra yapped and started bouncing around. "Well, Kyra's certainly interested," Amber said with a chuckle. "And a walk would let me... figure some things out."
She wasn't talking about research. Leaving the reply to Coral's email for later was something she wasn't exactly comfortable with, but maybe the calm atmosphere of Mesalon would allow her to reflect on the best way to word it.
The research assistant's shoes clicked against the wooden floorboards of the gym. She wanted to let herself sag from tiredness, but she kept her back straight, making an effort to appear professional.
Approaching one of the monks, she asked where she could find the gym leader, only to hear from the man that he was currently busy talking to someone.
"Ah. In that case, then, I'll wait, but in the meantime..." Her face was solemn. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about the attack that happened recently, involving an Aerodactyl? I heard the gym leader put a stop to it. I'm part of a research team, looking to figure out what's causing erratic behaviour in Pokemon."
As it turned out, the monk had been one of the people accompanying the gym leader that day. The assistant's eyes widened a little. She hoped he wouldn't mind telling his story, but she listened to every detail he gave.
Argh, the video I used to use for Sophia's "beneath the facade" theme got deleted. I found another one with that song, but please ignore the jumping replay at the end.
Retrieving her Pokeballs, Sophia turned around with a cold glare. Such an irritating, overbearing know-it-all... and yet showed so much compassion. Compassion she'd done nothing to deserve. Despite her ever-growing annoyance, she was sure something mellowed in her expression.
"Why... Why do you even care so much, anyway?" The sound of her own words surprised her. She'd meant to make it clear it was none of his business, but her tone lacked its former sharp edge. Her soft, trembling voice made her sound vulnerable. She shuddered. This was far from the image she wanted to project.
"I-I've got to go." With that, she turned and left down a hallway, her hurried footsteps echoing against the floorboards. She'd already let on too much, albeit unintentionally, and there was no way she wanted any of the others to see her do what she had no choice but to do.
Speaking through gritted teeth, she asked a student where she could find Lan. Once she'd been pointed in the right direction, she headed towards a hall, where the monk knelt, deep in meditation. At the sound of her footsteps, he opened his eyes and stood up.
Sophia clenched her hands by her sides as she approached. "You like your preaching, don't you? Then tell me..." Standing before him, she fully realised what she'd been reduced to. She'd gone and resorted to asking a gym leader for help - again. First Ray, now this pretentious jerk who'd treated her like a child, and who thought he knew everything despite shutting himself away in a monastery.
She let her gaze drift away from him, towards the floor. The crack Oscar had opened up in her defenses widened, the facade breaking and falling away. "Tell me how I can be more than this." The words came out in a mumble that made her cringe. "I should be so much more than this."
Although Amber listened intently to Rachel's description of Qualeen, a pang of sadness tainted her fascination. The city sounded exactly like the kind of place somebody she'd once known would have loved. Of course, maybe it was a good thing said former friend hadn't come along to Kosei, what with the way things had turned out here - but that was another reason why her sister and parents would worry. She hadn't been meant to come here alone.
She wasn't alone, though. She'd met all these other trainers, all determined to grow, to improve along their way. That was what she could tell her family, to put their minds at ease. She could advise Coral to do the same. If she found people to team up with, train with, she'd be much safer.
Hoping Rachel hadn't noticed any hint of worry, she gave a smile she hoped looked genuine. "Well, hopefully by then I'll have some fossils to bring along," she replied. "As as for a Grass type gym, that sounds like it'll be a bit of a challenge for me - I'll have to think up a strategy. The forest is going to be a great place to study wild Pokemon, though."
Study Pokemon - her original plan, that she'd hold on to as much as she could.
"Well, this isn't exactly what we expected..." a young woman muttered, a red and blue Pokemon resembling a computerised image of a bird following as she made her way through the streets of Mesalon. Such a quiet, peaceful-seeming place, it was jarring to think such an atrocity had happened anywhere nearby. Part of her wished she could let herself relax for once, enjoy the scenery, but there was work to be done. "First more bizarre behaviour in wild Pokemon, now an out-of-control Aerodactyl... what next, eh, Pixel?"
Patting the Porygon Z on the head, she looked up with bleary eyes at the plain yet huge building ahead. A slight frown creased her face. Having received a report from Professor Bonsai - a rather late report, of course - of wild Pokemon around the area going into a frenzy, she'd headed right over to investigate, only to find out something rather unexpected.
By now, she really should be used to the unexpected - it was only because people she'd gotten into contact with had called her in that she'd resumed her abandoned goal of coming to Kosei, several months back. There were some odd phenomena that needed looking into. Things would have been so much simpler, the research assistant thought, if she'd just stuck to her plan of travelling to Hoenn and studying Castforms.
As she made her way towards the monastery, a sense of dread nagged at her. This was around the time a certain somebody had been planning to go to Kosei... What if she'd been caught up in the attack?
No, the woman scolded herself. She was a researcher in training, meant to think rationally, not imagine the worst from too little sleep and too much coffee. It was highly unlikely. For all she knew, her old friend's goal might have changed. It had been a while since they'd spoken, after all. And even if she was in Kosei, she could be anywhere in the huge region.
Trying to keep a laser focus on her task, the research assistant continued along her way. Apparently the gym leader had stepped in. He seemed like the best person to ask about this.
"A Flabebe?" Tiny as the pixie was, Cici knew from experience that Fairy types weren't to be underestimated. She checked the levels of the Deino and Flabebe with her Pokedex. "And a pretty strong one at that."
Kymbalon raised her head. Had she just found a suitable opponent? She'd have a type disadvantage to overcome, but the tougher the challenge, the better. "Jang? Jangmo-o?" she growled.
"Uh..." Cici took a look at the Dragon type's level on the screen. Even with Kymbalon's Fairy weakness, the Pokemon's levels were way too unmatched. "I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to sit this one out." As Kymbalon slunk back into her Pokeball, Cici flicked her gaze over the rest of her team. "Ok... Breig, you like your battles, don't you? And Allegro, do you want to join in?"
She watched, a little unsure whether Allegro would agree, after what had happened with the Purrloins. If he didn't, she'd understand. The Chingling, though, hopped into the air with a cheery chime and floated towards Luna's Pokemon, settling in front of them. This was different. A friendly battle in a controlled environment. Breig leapt over, taking his place by Allegro's side.
This seemed like the best match. Athough Allegro had a type disadvantage against the Deino, his level advantage could make up for it, and Breig seemed fairly similar in terms of strength to both opponents.
"As for Dragon Rage," the guitarist said, "that's the move that sweeps through pretty much any low-level Pokemon, right? Yeah, it might be best to leave it out for this. It'll be useful for any fights we get into on this mission, though."
She turned towards Tommy. "You don't mind this, do you?" Once it turned out the other musician was happy to wait around a while, she faced Luna again. "Alright then, let's begin this! Breig, hit the Deino with Tackle! Allegro, use Confusion on the Flabebe!" The Litleo charged, the tuft on his head heating up the air, while the Chingling aimed a blast of psychic energy at the Fairy type.
Watching Luna officially catch the Deino and leave the stall with a grin on her face, Cici smiled a little. There was nothing quite like that feeling of forming a bond with a Pokemon, a bond that would strengthen during their travels together.
And one way for trainers and Pokemon to grow closer was something they may have to do anyway if they wanted to make progress with this mission.
"Before we go," the musician said, "how about a quick battle? We'll most likely be facing something pretty tough, so a training match beforehand might be the best way to go about this. She noted the second Pokeball at Luna's belt - she hadn't seen what was inside the capsule yet, but she'd find out soon enough, if the other trainer accepted her challenge. "How does a two-on-two double battle sound?"
Sophia turned away from the others, cringing as she hurried from the room in search of the healing machine. Rheese had seen that, he hadn't said anything but he'd surely seen... and so had this newcomer in desert robes... and so had Oscar.
Sure enough, the one she could least bring herself to face was the one who spoke to her. She turned around, forcing herself to meet his gaze as she folded her arms.
"Heh. I'll... I'll show you what I'm really capable of then!" Despite her efforts to sound confident, her voice shook, betraying the cracks in her facade. "You've already seen it for yourself once! Th-That, just now... That meant nothing! How was I supposed to know that Rattata was a Dark type? Hmph!"
She placed the three Pokeballs in the machine, shoulders hunched and trembling as she stood over it, waiting for her Pokemon to be healed. She'd gone and let them down again.
"Well," Amber replied to Aedre's comment, "there are a few theories about Honedge. One is that they're the souls of warriors who died in battle and still had things they wanted to accomplish, possessing either their own swords to keep fighting, or the swords of their enemies to get revenge by drinking their life force. Another is that they're spirits who were summoned by soldiers to aid them, and slowly drained their wielders as a price. But nobody knows for sure. And yes, how exactly ghost Pokemon can breed is still a mystery."
She thought for a moment. "Something that confuses me is how certain Pokemon can become Ghost types as they evolve. Froslass, for example. It's said they're born from the souls of women lost in the mountains possessing shards of ice, but they evolve from Snorunt, a pure Ice type with an alternate evolutionary path. Maybe it's just a legend, or maybe there are two kinds of Froslass, some who were once Snorunts and some who were once human? I mean, as fascinating as the thought of rebirth as a Ghost type sounds..." At that point, several people moved away from her. "That story is a little baffling."
The reactions of those around her indicated it was time to stop babbling. Besides, the mysteries surrounding death were something she'd rather discover much later in life, not any time soon. Memories of that close call with the Aerodactyl brought a shudder.
"Uh, anyway." She looked over at Rachel. "I just wanted to know, what are the nearby towns like? And what are the best places for research? I hear Qualeen has quite a reputation for that, is it true there's a fossil revival lab there?"
@TheGrayWolf3 Copied and pasted from other New World thread:
Name: (The name of your John or Jane Doe) Age: (Some number) Starting Location: (Choose a location from the section above.) Rank: Beginner (Your first character must be of beginner-rank) Organization: n/a (This will remain blank until your character joins an organization) Occupation: (This is completely optional and only here to add flavor. What is your character's job title? It has to be something other than "Pokemon Trainer,” because Trainer Points are not currency for anything other than Pokemon items. In other words, Trainer Points don't keep you fed.)
Appearance: (Picture and/or description.)
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Personality: (A short description)
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Pokemon Party: (These are the Pokemon that people can expect to see you use often when posting IC, not necessarily just for battles)
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>
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