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STATUS: 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. 3 yrs ago
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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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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.
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.
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Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey
"I did, but after they said it was fixed, it started acting up again, and..." Jess trailed off. She remembered what she'd picked up on from the people who'd supposedly sorted out the connection. Pity. Since then, Jess had known exactly how some would view her, as some poor little waif stuck in the middle of nowhere. Of course, the job hadn't been done properly, and the connection was still shaky. She knew not everyone would be like that, but she hadn't bothered putting in another complaint. "There just didn't seem to be much point.
What had happened to her self-esteem? Why did she have such an issue about burdening people? Actually, she knew why it was - the way she'd inadvertently weighed down her family while they'd been at their least able to cope with another struggle. It was something she needed to get over, though, if she wanted to be able to stand up for herself.
And here was a way to be less of a burden. A way to be helpful. A way to contribute not just to society, but to the life of the person who'd made sacrifices for her. "Uh... anyway. Math is something I can do, as well as computer work." Math had been one of her best subjects at school, but the problem with administrative work would be her rusty social skills. At least this would get her talking to people again. "That'd be great. I'll - I'll try my best."
@Zarkun @Darkmoon Angel Whose turn is it to post?
♥ Ellanor "Ella" Beaufort ♥
Location: Greenhaven
@Dusksong @Dark Light
Ella listened intently as Vivian told the story of her travels, her discovery, her new Pokemon. "I knew you'd do great as a trainer!" the pink-haired girl commented, while silently wishing she had the same level of skill. Having been Vivian's friend for years, she knew the other girl wasn't without her own lapses in self-confidence, but in Ella's opinion, they were unfounded. Vivian had every reason to believe in herself.
Meanwhile, the friendliest of Ella's Pokemon, Jumbles, squeaked something and gestured with his tendrils towards Treasure and Pincushion, introducing them to the other girl's team.
The moment of relaxation, though, was short-lived. "What...?" The ground shook. At the sound of an explosion, Ella leapt to her feet. Her cup fell to the floor, sending Pokemon skittering back to avoid the splash of hot liquid. Small rocks tore through the tent, stinging her face and arms. "Jumbles, Reflect!" The Inkay instantly put up a force field around the group, chunks of debris bouncing off it.
Once the glowing sphere faded, Ella followed Leisy, peering out of the tent flap, then stepping into the sand. All she could see was a cloud of dust, slowly settling.
✿ Florence Hadley ✿
Location: Greenhaven
@Dusksong @Dark Light
The first thing Florence did was return all her Pokemon except Tiergan. "Is everyone alright?" she called, staring around at the group of humans and Pokemon. She could feel blood trickling from a small cut on her cheek, but other than that, her health hadn't been damaged any further than it already was.
She staggered out of the tent, the Cacnea by her side. Dust obscured her surroundings. Not even the thin light of morning that filtered through made them any clearer. Tension tightened her muscles, gripping harder with each second that passed. Poachers... If they were here, was there a chance of getting Vernie back, as well as the stolen Vileplume? But how could they possibly take on those thugs, being as unprepared as they'd been the first time round?
There was no option but to try.
Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey
"Yeah, that's the plan," Jess replied. "I managed to finish my schooling online, but using the Internet wasn't exactly easy, what with the location." Hopefully doing a course would be feasible here - especially as she no longer faced the same level of uncertainty. Now, she actually could work towards a goal.
"Uh, I'll... I'll need to get some work experience too." It was about time she started supporting herself - without inconveniencing Roxy. Somehow. There was the option of working from home, but it seemed unlikely that anyone would employ someone with as little life experience as she had. In any case, she could at least try.
@OtomostheCrazy I could set up a random trainer battle for Alexis, if you want.
Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey
The anxiety wasn't going away. Jess had hoped Roxy would be able to cancel out her ability entirely - it would be better for both of them if that were the case - but from what she'd heard, that only happened with less powerful empaths. At least the anchor's presence made her power more bearable. Even so, she couldn't help but be concerned for Roxy, wondering what exactly was worrying her so much.
"Yeah..." she replied, nodding in agreement when Roxy mentioned schedules, and listening. "I'm fine with being up early - I do eat breakfast, though." As someone who'd once wanted to become a doctor - although she didn't know how that dream would work now - she aimed to live an overall healthy lifestyle. "Uh, just so you know, I'm going to want to take up some kind of education or training again. And... relearn to socialise. Umm, maybe not immediately, but when our bond's stronger."
Biting her lip, she glanced at the floor. She couldn't drag Roxy, who liked routine and simplicity, around with her everywhere, but she couldn't put her life on hold again. Was there any kind of compromise they could agree to?
Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey
Although there wasn't much around, Jess figured it would be a good idea to check where all the essentials were. As she did, though, worry grawed at her. She shouldn't be quite this nervous, she told herself. Surely it wouldn't take her long to adjust, and so far Roxy had been kind despite that standoffish front she put up. Kind enough to help a stranger at her own expense.
Glancing over at Roxy, she realised the tension gripping her wasn't all her own. "Uh... Is everything alright there?" she asked. Of course things weren't what either of them could call alright, but Roxy seemed to be trying to accept her role, albeit grudgingly. What was it that the anchor was afraid of?
♥ Ellanor "Ella" Beaufort ♥
Location: Greenhaven
@Dusksong @Dark Light
Sitting in the tent, Ella sipped the warm drink, a welcome relief from the cold. This time, she let out her Pokemon small group by small group instead of one by one to feed them. At least she'd managed one thing - to get her Pokemon to work together, and with others, through all these trials. Would that be enough for the upcoming one?
"We haven't run into any more poachers since it happened, but we'll make sure to find them and get those Pokemon back," she said. "And we're happy to help clear those last rocks away! But yeah... Leisy's right. Rest would be a good idea."
She gave a concerned glance at Florence, who'd been constantly pushing herself, all while recovering from an Ekans bite. It was completely understandable - Ella knew she'd do the same if one of her Pokemon had been stolen - but knowing Florence, she'd probably insist she was fine, even if the pallor to her face and the shadows under her eyes said otherwise.
✿ Florence Hadley ✿
Location: Greenhaven
@Dusksong @Dark Light
Trembling from tiredness, Florence let out all four Pokemon in the safety of the tent, feeding them snacks.
As Leisy introduced her to Vivian, the medic gave a slight smile. "Uh... Hi." She glanced down at the groundsheet. How could she stand up to poachers when she could barely even handle talking to new people? If only she could be more like Ella, perky and positive. Surely the pink-haired girl didn't have any self-confidence issues.
Florence nodded, jaw clenched. "To think she could be around here..." she whispered, holding on to that hope. It wasn't guaranteed, but for all she knew, the Kadabra could have teleported into the cave.
She sighed as Ella and Leisy mentioned rest. All she wanted to do was start digging right away, but in her current state, she probably wouldn't get far. Besides, she wasn't going to make the others feel they had to stay up. "I'm ok," she said, noticing Ella's look of worry, "but I guess we'll have to get a few hours in... then we'll be able to start in the morning."
♪♫♪ Cecilia "Cici" Taylor ♪♫♪
Location: Tefan Village
@Darkmoon Angel @Zarkun
Despite the man's threat, Cici stood her ground. She returned Ligeia, keeping her out of the Steel-type's way. The only option, it seemed, was to fight. There was no reasoning with someone that unhinged. Even so, she made her opinion known.
"You heard him. You say you care about Pokemon, and yet you go around tormenting them? Odd way of helping," she replied, a rarely-heard note of anger in her tone. She trusted Pokemon more than humans herself - well, for the most part. Some Pokemon could be cruel and petty, as she knew from experience, and some humans risked their lives to help others. No living being, though, deserved what this maniac was planning.
"Surely you saw all those Pokemon you disturbed just now," she continued. "If you go through with this sick plan, how many do you think will end up getting hurt? And humans aren't always the most trustworthy, but believe me, I've seen genuine kindness from them."
Backing up her trainer with a furious squawk, Dulcet flew over to her side.
✰ Jason Ackerman ✰
Location: ???
@ToadRopes
The scene around Jason had become a forest, much like one he'd seen in a painting. He had yet to visit Feyhollow, so the picture was his only reference, but he was sure his surroundings were meant to mimic the area's wilderness.
More Unowns swirled in and out of the gnarled trees, spelling out the same words.
"HELP US"
Jason's mind raced. How would he help them when he only had a vague idea what could be going on? He knew about the stories. He'd heard of people being trapped with the Unowns for days, weeks even, kept alive only by the dimension that sealed them. Some never returned at all.
"Look, I didn't mean any harm!" he told them. "I was just watching!"
He stared into the distance at the sound of a voice. A child's voice, echoing the Unown's words.
"Help me!"
Such a desperate, real-sounding cry, one that couldn't be ignored. Instantly, Jason started in the direction of the voice, pushing aside branches and vines, but couldn't find the child no matter how he tried - although he heard him again.
"Why won't you help me?"
The guild founder stopped, realising who the voice must belong to. This wasn't someone else stuck here, but a manifestation of his current main concern.
"I thought you were strong!" the child yelled over an angry buzzing noise. The kind of noise that could only come from a swarm of Beedrills. "I thought you could stop the dreams! You're only pretending to be strong, aren't you?"
Somebody else, an adult male, spoke. "I should have known," he seethed. "You're a fake. All you know how to do right is build up an image. Well, it's not fooling us any more." Jason winced at the scathing tone, the stab of guilt it brought.
"How could you?" a woman spat. "How could you let our son down like this?"
It's not real, none of this is real, Jason told himself - although the situation outside of the illusory world WAS real. He truly was failing the child he'd set out to help, as well as these Unowns.
"Agne! Amyntas!" As the symbol Pokemon loomed in front of him, he let out the two Ghost types, in case he had to defend himself. Surely he and his Pokemon would find some way to get out of here.
Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey
The rest of the meal was finished in silence. Jess barely glanced in Roxy's direction. She knew she'd hardly made a good first impression on the anchor. Sooner or later, though, Roxy would see who she'd once been... or so she told herself. Could she ever be that person again?
Deep down, she knew the answer. No. Not entirely. She'd get as close as possible to being her former self, though.
She stood up and placed the empty bowl in the dishwasher, then viewed the spacious room again. "I guess I'd better take a look around," she said. "Better get familiar with this place." The more she studied her surroundings, though, the more she acknowledged with a sinking feeling that her mother really wasn't going to approve of a home like this. Her attention flicked over the workout area, or rather, the combat training area.
Why was it, she wondered, that Roxy felt the need to be so defensive, both physically and verbally?
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