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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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3 yrs ago
Current 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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3 yrs ago
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.

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In Pokemon: Worlds Collide → 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Ryan Harrell
May 12th, mid afternoon, Paris, France


After sending a message to let the rest of his group know he'd caught a Pokemon - his second in less than a week! - and he had to head off to get it healed, Ryan returned Gilkey and hurried back to headquarters. Despite his giddiness about how well his adventure was starting out, as he placed the Pokeballs in the healing machine, he couldn't help but wonder whether the Castform really would take the defeat well.

At the beep that meant the healing process was complete, he picked up the capsules, letting out both Pokemon. "Cast! Castform!" his newest one squealed, looking smaller and paler in his normal form, but no less energetic as he zoomed around. Gilkey hopped after him, the two Pokemon giggling while chasing each other. Ryan gave a little smile. There were no bitter feelings about the loss after all.

"I see you've made a new friend already," the trainer commented. "I'll call you Corentin - French name meaning tempest."

As if to prove he lived up to the name, Corentin instantly sped towards a stack of berry boxes, knocking them flying. "Hey, no, no! Please, calm it down a little," Ryan urged, rushing over and gathering up as much spilled food as he could. Once he'd placed the containers back on the shelf, he took his own box of berries from his bag and presented it to the Castform. "You can have these instead." Corentin finished gobbling down his Mago berry, eyes widening at the contents of this box, mostly Pecha berries which Gilkey had refused to touch.

"So, you like sweet things? I should have guessed," Ryan said, watching the Pokemon who seemed on a constant sugar high chow down on the pink fruit. "Convenient, seeing as Gilkey here hates them." He handed the Foongus one of her favourites, a Chesto berry. Thanking him with a soft "Foo!", Gilkey nibbled at its tough skin.

Once they'd finished eating, the trainer held out the Pokeballs. "You ok coming back for now? We can go out and train later." As both his Pokemon drew closer, nodding, he recalled them and headed upstairs, his jacket leaving a trail of drips. Now he'd done the most important thing, heal up his Foongus and Castform, he needed to change into some dry clothes, then ask the professor about getting potions and more Pokeballs. At this rate, he'd be the first in the group to have a full team.

May 14th, early afternoon, Paris, France


Listening to Professor Sycamore's speech, Ryan leaned forward. The way neither Gilkey nor Corentin had reacted badly to the battle had mostly put his mind at ease, and the answers to questions about Pokemon's wellbeing settled the rest of his concerns.

Then came an announcement he'd hoped he'd hear ever since he'd signed up to be a trainer. A league. Becoming a champion wasn't just a simple game goal, but a real possibility. No way was he passing this up.

Taking a paper form as he and the others left, he wasted no time in heading to his room, reading through in depth, and filling it out. He held his head high, self-assured smile across his face, as he strode back down towards the professor's office. With the way things were going, he'd have no trouble at all with this.



Mililani Kekoa
May 12th, early afternoon, Paris, France


Mililani nodded, muttering a "thanks" before turning and leaving her newest Pokemon with Professor Sycamore, her steps heavy with reluctance. All in all, her gratitude was genuine. This was the best option for these Pokemon, better than leaving them struggling to survive in an unfamiliar world. Besides, giving the professors the benefit of the doubt was the only way she could think of to get back home.

Even so, worry gnawed at her as she petted Ohanna. The Lucario didn't seem to have sensed any warning signs, but some people were particularly good at hiding things, as Mililani knew too well. Aether were the most likely culprits, she reminded herself. The truth was, though, none of the trainers had the answers they so desperately sought. One of the worst things about all this was not knowing for sure who or what had caused it.

"I hope Mahina's going to be alright," she whispered to Ohanna. "I hope we all are."

May 14th, early afternoon, Paris, France


Once the speech was over, Mililani stood up with a bitter laugh, storming towards the exit. "A league," she muttered to Naia. "We've barely even started sheltering Pokemon, we're still no closer to getting back home, and now an Arceus-damn LEAGUE is suddenly our main priority."

One of the assistants approached, paper in hand. "You know, there's more to it than competition," he tried to reassure her. "It's a way to encourage Earth trainers to catch and train Pokemon. That and it'll make their job much easier. The stronger their Pokemon are, the more able they'll be to take on wild ones and bring them to safety, not to mention stay safe themselves."

Mililani sighed. She had to admit, the assistant had a point. Helping sick or distressed Pokemon was no easy task, as she knew from her Aether days. She glanced down at a scar on her hand from when she'd tried to calm an abandoned Persian. "I guess that's one way to think of it... but still..." she mumbled. The focus would end up being on the competition, she was sure of it. Even as she took the paper, she could in no way picture herself signing up.

In Pokemon: Worlds Collide → 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Should be able to get a post in today.
In Pokemon Spiral → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Sophia Danvers

En route to Mesalon Pokecentre

@fer1323 @Heckno12 @AbysmalDemon @Dusksong @Noxx

As the group left the cave, Sophia squinted through the daylight, which had started to fade but still set her head pounding. Events and exhaustion had left her wandering in a daze. The Bronzor, who had shaken off the confusion, floated in front of her, turning towards her and bobbing. "Bron!" it said as it flipped back round and rotated itself, slipping one of the bumps ridging it under her hand for her to grip.

"Really, I'm not in too bad a way," the drained girl insisted, but there was no fooling the Psychic type, and she wasn't exactly in a mood to keep acting tough. "Unnh..." She let out a groan as she stumbled. "Alright. And... And thanks."

She leaned against the Bronzor, letting it support her as she walked. It was then that a surprised announcement from Aedre broke the solemn silence. As she blurted something about a package and waved a hasty goodbye, Sophia's only response was a nod and the slightest hint of a smile. Even if this girl was a little odd, at least she wasn't as annoying as some of the others.

Probably best for the Jangmo-o not to be too crowded, Sophia thought as Aedre rushed down the street. The brunette turned her head, casting a weary gaze at the others. "You really are one of the world's helpers, aren't you?" she said to Oscar, her tone holding some mild disdain, but not enough to keep admiration from shining through.

"And it won't be long, little one," she whispered to the Jangmo-o. "We'll be there soon."

In Be my Sanctuary → 8 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey


They were all around. As the pair stepped into the cafe, Jess didn't need to look at the eyes that turned their way to know of them. That miasma of sick satisfaction permeated the air. The empath kept her head down, shuffling behind Roxy into the line.

She only looked up when she and Roxy neared the counter. The soup of the day was written on the board. Cream of mushroom soup, normally one of her favourite kinds, but she still barely felt like eating even though Roxy was right. She had to.

Halfway through ordering, she froze, falling silent at a noise - that jarringly cheery notification signal.

"Is everything ok?" the till person asked. Jess gave a hasty nod, although by now it was painfully clear she couldn't hide anything. It just figured that hiding things from one particular person was of utmost importance.

"Yeah... Everything's fine," she insisted. Thankful that the till person didn't inquire further, she finished ordering. All the while, thoughts of what she might read in the email, and what she'd reply with, chattered away in the back of her mind.
In Pokemon: Worlds Collide → 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Mililani Kekoa
May 12th, early afternoon, Paris, France


As she picked up the Pokeball, Mililani's expression softened further, a small smile brightening her face. "Now, let's get you to headquarters." It would be a while yet before the Pokeball's battery ran out, but the trainer wanted to be sure to keep this little Pokemon safe and cared for.

Such safety, though, was something she couldn't promise, as much as she wished she could. Considering the way the last Pokemon sheltering organisation she'd worked for had turned out, who knew what would happen this time round?

Rain began to speckle the path, a sign that it was time to head back anyway. It only took a short bus ride to reach the headquarters, where she searched through the hallways for the professor or an assistant as she cradled the Pokeball. "We'll figure something out, Mahina," she whispered, caressing the capsule's surface, even though she didn't know if the Jigglypuff could hear her in there. "We'll find some way to get home."



Ryan Harrell
May 12th, mid afternoon, Paris, France


It seemed the only move the Castform knew was Tackle, but the determined little creature put up quite a fight, charging again and again. The Absorb attacks boosted by Growth gradually wore it down, though, until it dropped to the ground with a squelch.

"Good work, Gilkey! Ryan said, stepping away from muddy water drops that flew up. "I knew this would be no trouble." With that, he took an unused Pokeball from his belt. He hoped the fight hadn't been too rough on the Weather Pokemon, but thankfully the headquarters had some remarkable healing technology, just like in the games' Pokemon centres. Of course, he still had to keep up his success streak and actually catch the Castform...

He flung the capsule at the wild Pokemon. He'd already managed to catch one, surely he'd be able to catch another.

In A Change In Me: A Pokemon TF RP (fer1323 and LuckyBlackCat) → 8 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Simone


Simone turned round, the candlestick she was struggling to fit in the holder slipping from her grasp. It rolled off the table, breaking in two on the floor. "Ah! I'm sorry! I'll clean that up right away!" she squealed, scooping up the pieces held together only by the wick. This wasn't an easy job with her stubby fingers. "And-And yes. I'll go help out."

She bowed, then scurried off to throw the broken candle away and fetch what she needed. As she rushed down the hallway with a hairdryer and one of her dresses from when she'd been human, a loud shout from the guest room made her wince. "I'm on my way!" she called, her ears pressed flat against the sides of her head. Sensitive hearing had its downsides.

Bundling up the items in one arm, she opened the door to see a Lopunny in the bathtub, wringing murky water from the fluff on her wrists. Even from several paces away, she could hear the frantic thrum of the girl's heartbeat. The new arrival had clearly been through a lot besides her transformation, which must have been traumatic enough.

"Umm... Greetings!" Simone bowed again. "I hope the dress is ok. It's nothing fancy, and it might be a bit loose, but I can try to take it in, if you want." She hoped it was at least close to what the guest wanted, but had a feeling it wouldn't be.


Gabrielle Angouras


As soon as Gabrielle climbed into the tub, it felt as if weights had been attached to her wrists and ears as her fur became waterlogged. She leaned back to ease the strain on her neck and arms, only to yelp as she lay on her tail. Twisting round only resulted in her hip crushing her ear, right where she'd stepped on it earlier. She swore and sat back up, resigning herself to the least uncomfortable position. Why did this body have to be so inconvenient?

This body... Now that all distractions were gone, the situation hit full force. Her fame, her lifestyle, even her humanity had been taken from her, all because of some ghost's cruel prank.

She couldn't just sit here and dwell on it. She reached for the shampoo, only for her wrist fluff to brush against a bottle of shower gel, knocking it over. As its contents spilled all over the floor, she groaned. This was the last straw. "Did anyone get sent up or am I going to have to wait around all evening?!" she called, rubbing shampoo into her fur. She heard the squeal of a reply, accompanied by hurried footsteps.

"About time," she snapped as an Audino burst in, clutching a hairdryer and... a plain pink dress that looked like it could have been found in a thrift store? Was she really supposed to wear that? She scowled at the Audino's babbling. "How very... minimalistic. Surely once you know who I am, you'll find something more suitable? After you've cleaned up that mess, that is." She pointed to the puddle on the floor.

"S-Sorry! I'll get started right now!" The flustered wreck of an Audino bobbed her head, leaving the items on the bed and fetching cleaning supplies. At least, Gabrielle thought, maybe she'd still get recognition from people here once they knew.


Mira


Mira couldn't sleep. She shifted this way and that, adjusting the pillows, but it was no use. The feeler on the back of her head throbbed as if metal wires were wrapping round and digging into it. Lying down put pressure on it, and she couldn't exactly turn her head because of the discs on either side getting in the way.

At the sound of shouts from the guest room, she grumbled and sat up. Florentine would worry, but she might as well intervene. The new arrival, traumatised or not, had no right to treat staff members this way.

The maid climbed out of bed, taking care not to stand up too quickly, massaging her pulsing ribbon, then her forehead. The four bow-like fixtures on her front twinged as she walked, though not as badly as her primary one. Nearing the guest room, she frowned at the voices issuing from it. Demands from the Lopunny, and panicked apologies from Simone.

With a firm knock at the door, Mira spoke. "Ahem. May I remind you that you are a guest here, and I ask that you treat us with respect. Simone's doing everything she can to help you, so the least you could do is thank her."

Despite her tiredness, she tried to keep her tone sharp and alert. There were things the girl needed to understand.
In Pokemon: Worlds Collide → 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@Balthazar007 So, I'm going to assume the Pokemon world trainers have been given Pokeballs too by this point - if not, I'll edit and have a random NPC Earth trainer try to catch the Jigglypuff instead.
In Pokemon: Worlds Collide → 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Mililani Kekoa
May 12th, early afternoon, Paris, France


Well, this place wasn't exactly a sun-drenched paradise, but at least it wasn't a frozen wasteland. As Mililani tagged along through the Parisian streets, she couldn't help observing something - with its bistros and its intricate architecture, this area looked rather like pictures and descriptions of a Pokemon world location, Kalos. It brought to mind the professors' theory that the two worlds were parallels, with corresponding regions. Of course, whether or not they knew more than they were letting on had yet to be discovered...

Rowdy cries made it difficult to think as an argument between two girls grew more and more heated by the minute. Not a nasty argument, just one fuelled by overexcitement at having caught their first Pokemon, each trainer insisting their catch was the better by far.

Mililani huffed and shook her head. "Will you two cut it out already?" she snapped. "They'll both be good ones if you train them right. Which, may I add, requires self-control." She glared as she emphasised the last part. "If you really want, you can always settle it with a battle later on."

She tried to ignore their bickering as the group headed into a nearby cafe. Beside them, the five other Earth trainers she'd been put in charge of chatted and bubbled with almost the same passion. Mililani sighed. So mamy memories. The thrill of a new adventure, a promising future to stride towards, experiences to share with friends as they grew ever closer... She couldn't deny to herself that, in a way, she envied these people as much as she worried about them.

After struggling to make an order in broken French, she stormed outside, three other trainers laughing as they followed. Trying to take no notice, she set her plate of apple flan on the table and took her place with the others. Pomme, not pomme de terre... No wonder she'd gotten such a weird look, if she'd tried to order a caramelised POTATO pie. Wasn't the word for potato "patate"? Why were these Earth languages so complicated?

She was halfway through the snack, almost starting to relax as she watched Liko let Palila drink nectar from the flowers he'd collected, when it happened. The two shouting girls, hyped up on sugar and coffee, stood up and marched to the square by the cafe. In a flash, their Pokemon appeared. "Alright, let's decide this once and for all!" one trainer yelled.

With a loud scrape of the chair against the concrete, Mililani stood up. "Dammit, I didn't mean NOW!" she called as one girl's Gothita sent the other's Voltorb flying with Confusion. It landed with a crash, sending a flock of pigeons scattering, mostly towards people trying to enjoy their food. Cries rose up. A waiter staggered back from the flurry of wings, a creme brulee sliding off his tray and splattering on the ground.

"This isn't the time or place!" Mililani shouted, but there was no getting through the fever pitch. It didn't help matters that Palila zoomed over, cheering on the impromptu battle. The Oricorio squawked as she narrowly avoided a Rollout from the out of control Voltorb, who went hurtling right into a table. The couple seated there leapt up, avoiding the coffee spillage that flowed across the surface and cascaded over the sides.

It took several considerably less than pleased staff members emerging from the cafe for all trainers and Pokemon to fall silent.

...

"So much for a relaxing break," Mililani muttered, gripping a bag containing her leftover apple pie. Of course the entire group had been kicked out after that. Now they'd just have to head to the nearby park to finish their snacks...

She stepped through the gates and stared. Everyone in the park lay still, slumped on the grass or across benches. "Ohh shit." In an instant, she'd called out Ohanna. The Lucario craned her neck, black appendages on her head rising as she scanned their auras, then she relaxed. Mililani gave a sigh of relief. Nothing serious. By the look of it, everyone was just asleep, but why?

Slowly and carefully, she advanced, the other trainers following close behind. Then, Ohanna pointed into the bushes. Turning her head, Mililani caught a glimpse of something pink, which fled from view. The next thing she knew, a soothing song filled the air. I should have guessed, she thought, struggling against the drowsiness that washed over her, unable to resist curling up on the ground...

She woke to a groggy cry of annoyance. All around, people pulled themselves into sitting positions as one guy grumbled, searching around for the bag that contained his croissant. Propping herself up, Mililani noticed her slice of apple flan had disappeared.

"Well, we know who the culprit is," she mumbled as she and Ohanna staggered upright. This wasn't usual behaviour for a Jigglypuff. Usually, they wanted to be listened to, expressing displeasure when their audience fell asleep, yet none of the trainers had doodles on their faces. Either this was a particularly mischievous one, or its thieving was for a reason...

Ohanna crept towards the shrubbery, and without warning, pounced. "Ohanna, don't!" Mililani called, running forward at a rustling noise and a squeal. A pink blob leapt out, clutching a paper bag close to its round body. Fur fluffing up, it inflated itself to sing again.

"No, no, it's alright," Mililani said, her voice gentle as she crouched down low. "I think I know why you're doing this." The Jigglypuff stayed back, blue eyes fixed on her in a pointed glare, then widening as she took Pokemon treats from her bag. The reaction confirmed it - the Fairy type had been surviving this way.

"Here, have some of these instead." Mililani placed some of the treats on the ground, watching the Jigglypuff edge forward. It dropped the paper containing cafe food, picking up a Poke snack instead, noticeably calming as it ate. "If you want," the trainer continued, pulling out a Pokeball, "you can come along, and we'll find a way to get back to our world."

As the Jigglypuff looked up, with curiosity this time rather than fear, Mililani threw the Pokeball and hoped for the best.

@Balthazar007 Jigglypuff, female, lv9



Ryan Harrell
May 12th, mid afternoon, Paris, France


By the time Ryan reached the field, it had started drizzling, but that was no bad thing. For one, Gilkey seemed to enjoy this kind of atmosphere, damp yet decently warm. The other reason was, this weather would undoubtedly make it easier to catch the Pokemon he was searching for.

"This is going to be no problem for us," he said, glancing down at the Foongus who hopped alongside him, then up towards the clouds gathering above the green expanse. "I mean, it surely won't take long to find one in an open place like this..." Despite the self-assurance in his voice, he couldn't help but frown as he ventured further into the grassland, eyes flicking this way and that. According to the Pokedex, wasn't this Pokemon supposed to be common in open areas? How difficult could this be...?

A sudden torrent of water gushed down over his head. With a startled splutter, he backed away and stared up at the cloudlike creature floating in the air, its head encased in a giant raindrop, its body compressing itself like a sponge. It giggled as it drifted down.

"Very funny." Ryan rolled his eyes from the wild Pokemon to Gilkey, who visibly struggled not to join in the chuckling. "Well, at least we've found what we came here for!" A Castform, with its ability to adapt to any environment, would be perfect for a travelling enthusiast like him - not to mention having a team member who could predict the best times to go camping or exploring would certainly be a plus.

The Castform grinned, taking its place in front of Gilkey, bobbing up and down. "Ah, not going to come along without a fight, are you?" Ryan asked, stepping forward, readying himself for his first battle. "Gilkey, you ok with this?" A nod signalled the trainer's cue to start.

"Ha! Grass against water, this is no challenge at all," Ryan commented. "Alright Gilkey, use Absorb!" Before the mushroom Pokemon could do anything, the Castform barrelled forward with Tackle, sending the Grass type rolling sideways on her cap. "Ah! Gilkey!" It looked like type advantage wasn't everything. Would it be enough to offset the difference in strength between the two? And what if the Castform knew an Ice type move?

Even as he watched the Foongus jump back up, form a red energy ball between her stubby hands and shoot forth a beam of light, it did little to ease the tension taking over his assertiveness. He'd watched a few battles in the Russian headquarters, and could tell Pokemon were pretty tough. Commanding his living, breathing friend to fight, though, was nothing like commanding creatures of pixels and coding to fight.

They'll both be alright, he reminded himself, fists clenching as he called out moves for Gilkey to use. Even so, he made a mental note to ask Professor Sycamore about potions and other healing items at the next opportunity.

@Balthazar007 Castform, male, lv8

In Pokemon: Worlds Collide → 8 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Had a busy few days but will try to post soon :)
In A Change In Me: A Pokemon TF RP (fer1323 and LuckyBlackCat) → 8 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Gabrielle Angouras


The sight of the luxurious room, complete with four poster bed and dressing table, gave a slight lift to Gabrielle's spirits. When the Roserade asked if she wanted him to stay and help her, though, she scowled.

"I'll be just fine cleaning and dressing myself," she replied, motioning for him to leave as she headed into the bathroom. There was no real reason for the awkwardness - she had no clothes to take off, her modesty preserved by fur instead. Still, having been human up until very recently, she couldn't let go of certain qualms so quickly.

Looking down at the mud she'd dripped onto the tiles, then at the fluff hanging in filthy bedraggled curls from her wrists and ears, she sighed. It would take forever to get clean and dry. "Oh second thoughts, go get someone to help me dry off afterwards. And to bring me a dress," she demanded. Even as a Pokemon, she deserved to be treated like the star she was.
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