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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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8 mos 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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9 mos 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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9 mos 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.
For the next few days, Jess did her best to establish a routine, although wariness simmered beneath that pretense of normality. She started getting some sleep, even if it was disturbed by nightmares. She went with Roxy to get meals from the cafe, training herself not to glance around like a frightened mouse even though all too aware of eyes on the two of them. She limited herself to one coffee a day, no matter how fitfully she'd slept the previous night. Cutting down on caffeine was one way she could ease her nerves at least somewhat, and easing her nerves was of utmost necessity.
Of course, doing so was no easy task. While she worked at the desk - the one thing she could do for Roxy - she remained alert for suspicious people the entire time, although no such customers arrived. The usual clientele consisted of gruff yet nonthreatening people, each visit bringing relief. Even so, as Jess practiced acting confident or at least like less of a wreck, worry built up under the surface.
That worry spiked during a call she received one evening, just after dinner. "Uh..." She looked across the room at Roxy, reminding herself not to bite her lip. She had to get out of the habit of letting nervousness show. "Mom says she's able to get the weekend off work. Would... going over be ok? Or would it be best for her to come here again? Either Saturday or Sunday, or both?"
Realising how tightly she was grasping the phone, she forced herself to relax her grip. She could let no sign of anything out of the ordinary show. If her mother jumped to the wrong conclusion, or drew the right one, she'd contact the authorities in an instant - and what would that mean for the three of them?
Act normal. What with everything going on, Jess didn't even know what was normal any more. "Thanks. I'll... I'll make sure she doesn't suspect anything," she replied, although this was less than likely to convince Roxy. She couldn't even convince herself. How many more sources of stress would she end up heaping on the anchor?
She sat back down, still trying to figure out what to type. She was no good at hiding things, even from strangers, going by the reactions of customers and the till person in the cafe. How on earth was she going to hide this from family?
By starting small, she decided, tapping the keys. If she couldn't put up a convincing act face to face yet, maybe she could do so over emails. She read over the message she'd decided on, simply asking her mother when she was next free, making sure it seemed cheerful and casual enough. Then, trying to ignore the squirming in her stomach, she pressed the button.
There. She'd sent it. She couldn't really have sent any other message. In between now and when she next saw her mom, she'd have to learn to put up a better facade if she was to keep the three of them safe. Which would take time, but if she'd made excuses not to meet after such a long absence, her mother would have gotten suspicious - not of criminal activity, but of Roxy. Which wouldn't have helped the situation for any of them.
"Then..." Dragging her feet and still leaning on the sturdy Steel type, Sophia nodded. "I'll come along." An hour or so ago, the thought of Oscar of all people getting a badge first would have sent the shame and bitterness of her loss roiling through her again. Now that such a victory might aid an orphaned Pokemon's recovery, things were different. To think she actually wanted to see her rival win... Following close behind, she stepped into the lobby.
Here they were, away from the cave and its dangers, in the light and safety of the Pokemon centre. She straightened her back, letting go of the Bronzor. Everything wavered around her as she swayed, then forced herself to stand steady. The others shouldn't have to look after her as well as the Jangmo-o, and she shouldn't even need looking after anyway.
"Gothi!" Lacey gave her a pointed look, hands on hips, then turned her attention to a chair. It scraped forward across the tiles, stopping beside Sophia. "Gothi-gothi-ta!" the childlike Pokemon insisted.
"Don't worry yourself, Lacey," the drained psychic said, although she eased herself into the chair anyway. "I'm going to be alright."
She hoped the Jangmo-o would be, too, as she watched Oscar lead him to the desk.
"As long as he's alright watching a battle," Amber commented as she followed the others inside, "that sounds like a good plan."
The lobby was fairly crowded, some trainers chatting face to face or on phones, others feeding and grooming Pokemon. Did everyone in this rest stop experience such things? Had they had their own brushes with death? Had they witnessed it? Was this a normal part of being a trainer?
"Amber." At the sound of her name, she turned to meet that steely blue gaze. "You didn't have to follow. But..." Something glimmered in Vivianne's eyes, and the corners of her mouth lifted a fraction. "Thank you." Face turning stern again, the other researcher continued. "Just be careful. Believe me, reading about how tough this world can be is one thing, experiencing it is another."
Amber gave a nod. "I will. And... I know." She didn't, though, she acknowledged deep down. Even after recent events, she didn't know the half of it, not yet. This journey was bound to bring greater and greater difficulties for everyone.
Ever since she'd caught the Jigglypuff in France, guilt had worn at Mililani about leaving Pokemon in the headquarters after promising to care for them. They'd be alright, given how Pokeballs worked, but she didn't want to leave them to find several months had passed without their knowledge. It was bad enough that her Pokemon back in Alola would go through that. Were they even still in the PC, or had they ended up elsewhere too?
Now, as she brought the Pokeball with the Spritzee inside it to Professor Birch's office, she acknowledged the reasons for her reluctance to switch out. One, it would bring back memories of those awful two months she'd spent separated from her Pokemon. The second was the thought of leaving any of her current team with people whose motives she questioned made her uneasy - but they were already a part of this anyway. There was no avoiding the fact.
"Aouli, I'll get you back out soon," she whispered to a Pokeball she took from her belt, even though it was like talking to someone in a deep sleep. "When the world's more used to Pokemon." Taking her Drampa out flying always attracted attention here, excessive fascination in some cases, fear in others. "And Keahi, hopefully it won't be long until people start to calm down." Alolan variants really had proven popular with Earth people, who would fuss over them even if they didn't want to be fussed over.
Her hands felt oddly heavy as she held out the capsules. "Professor. I have two Pokemon here to be kept safely in storage," she said, looking up at him with her sharp, wary gaze. "As for this Spritzee, and the Jigglypuff... I can't just catch Pokemon and not spend time with them." From what she'd heard, the storage system was advanced enough to easily transport Pokemon between headquarters. She just hoped Mahina wouldn't be too bewildered at yet another unfamiliar place.
Pokemon Team:
Primarina ♀ (Naia), lv34
Comfey ♂ (Liko), lv34
Lucario ♀ (Ohanna), lv34
Oricorio ♀ (Palila), lv34
Drampa ♂ (Aouli), lv34
Alolan Marowak ♂ (Keahi), lv34
Pokemon Reserves:
Jigglypuff ♀ (Mahina), lv9
Spritzee ♀ (currently unnamed), lv18
Items:
Pokeball x1
Ryan Harrell
May 17th, mid afternoon, Greater Cairo, Egypt
Ryan watched the ball give one, two, three shakes on the ground. His luck seemed to be holding out... Until the capsule broke open, releasing the Eevee.
"Ehh, you're still hungry, aren't you?" Ryan said as the fox picked up the berry and started to withdraw into a corner. He wondered if it would run away, but instead, it dropped the fruit and resumed eating. Its wary glances became less frequent. He must have been a little too hasty there, Ryan thought, waiting for the Eevee to finish. Maybe Corentin's boundless energy was rubbing off on him.
Once it had eaten the last of the berry, the Eevee raised its head and slowly drew closer. Ryan picked up the Pokeball again, watching for the Pokemon's reaction. "Are you ready?" he softly asked. As much as he'd love to get an Eevee, if it really didn't want to be caught, he'd respect that.
The evolution Pokemon took a step forward, then another. It hesitated, tilting its head, then gave Ryan's hand a gentle nuzzle. "Vee!" it yapped.
On the second throw, the Pokeball only shook once before settling still on the ground. The Eevee had made its choice.
...
The first thing Ryan did when he reached the headquarters was place the newly occupied Pokeball in the machine. Thankful for the much more bearable temperature, he leaned against the wall as he waited. His skin felt sore and dry, most likely from sunburn, but it had been worth it.
At the sound of a "ping", he retrieved the Pokeball and let out his third team member. "Ee?" the fox squeaked, staring around the room like a puppy introduced into a new home. She looked down at herself, stretching out her limbs, which no longer bore any wounds.
"You see? I told you," Ryan said, crouching and slowly holding out a hand. The Eevee inched forward, sniffing, then let him stroke her.
Corentin, squealing with delight at the new addition to the team, barrelled forward to join in the befriending. "Cast?" He tilted his head in confusion when the Eevee bolted, peering out at him from under a chair, her fur fluffed up.
"Please, Corentin, give her some space," Ryan urged. "Alexandria needs time to settle in." He approached the Eevee, trying to coax her out. "Alexandria. That's what I'll call you. I mean we're nowhere actually near the city, but how's that as a name?"
Alexandria shuffled from her hiding place, allowing her trainer to pet her once again. She hunched a little as Corentin floated over, but this time he made no sudden movements.
"Gilkey, meet Alexandria." Trusting the Foongus to keep her cool, Ryan let her out. "Xandri, Gilkey." The Foongus stayed in place for a moment, then hopped closer with a gentle "Foo?" At ease from the much more subdued reaction, Alexandria padded over and squeaked in response.
Half a team already, Ryan thought as he watched his three Pokemon. This was going even better than he'd expected.
May 18th, morning, Greater Cairo, Egypt
Ryan headed down to the breakfast hall, Alexandria in his arms. Even if Pokemon didn't look quite like they did in the games, he was sure an Eevee wasn't supposed to be this skinny. "Let's get you another good meal," he said, cradling her in one arm and tickling her behind the ears.
The fox tensed, ears pricking up at shouts and mewling noises from a nearby room. Tightening his grip, Ryan turned to the open door of the battle room, where two trainers had found a way to fully wake themselves and their Pokemon up for the day ahead. Alexandria squealed, claws digging into her trainer's skin as a Litten pounced at a Glameow. Both cats rolled across the floor.
"Ow! Uh... Let's move along." Remembering the thieving cat from yesterday, Ryan stepped away. To his puzzlement, Alexandria kept her eyes on the doorway, watching the Glameow jump back up and giggle. The elation was just as clear on the Pokemon's faces as on those of the trainers. Craning her neck, the Eevee began to relax as the battle unfolded - a friendly competition, which she seemed able to tell apart from a fight with more vicious intentions.
"Hm? Xandri?" Ryan ruffled Alexandria's fur to make sure she'd be comfortable. "You're ok watching this?" As the Eevee took in the scene, Corentin bobbed in the air, babbling something to her. Gilkey, meanwhile, stood by her trainer's feet, silently observing as usual.
Once the victorious Litten had held its head high and both Pokemon had been returned, Ryan continued on his way to the hall. "So... You'd be alright doing that?" he asked Alexandria, gesturing towards her, then towards the training room to ensure she'd know what he was talking about. The Eevee glanced back at the doorway, then nodded.
Maybe she wants to get stronger, after having been picked on, Ryan thought. "Alright, let's see if we can find someone to challenge later on. But first, breakfast - Hey, wait, Corentin!"
He didn't know if it was because of the battle or the promise of food, but once again Corentin was zooming ahead of him. He sprinted after the little weather Pokemon, Alexandria leaping from his arms and scampering beside him, Gilkey hopping along as fast as her stalk would carry her.
Well, at least this meant they'd all get their own morning workout.
@Balthazar007 So, how do we get Alolan forms of Marowak, Raichu and Exeggutor? Is there a way for Cubone, Pikachu and Exeggcute to evolve into those forms, or do the evos have to be caught in the wild? For example, in some fan games you can evolve Cubone into Alolan Marowak, but it has to be at night.
As with New World, is it a case of it's possible as long as we make sure there's a justification?
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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