MR50

Galar (Sword & Shield)

Marilyn was making her way from Kalos to Galar by private helicopter. "We are almost there, miss." her pilot said. She looked outside the window and noticed land beneath them. "Excellent, I'm sure Glaceon can't wait to stretch her paws."

Marilyn was a charismatic lady who was known in her home region for her stunning smile. Somehow she managed that combine that friendly aura with one of pure confidence and indepedence. Her blonde curly hair, blue eyes and glossy red lipstick turned quite a few heads. But Galar was new to her just as much as it was to any other trainer from distant regions. She would have to prove her skills in combat all over again. With her Glaceon by her side, she was ready to face that challenge.

Dark new world (a post-apocalyptic Pokémon story)

A young girl with a confused look on her face stumbled her way through the rough environment. She hadn't been the same since the Apocalyps and she felt so out of touch with reality. She looked pale, like she hadn't eaten in a while. When she came to a little settlement, she sat down between the rocks and stared at her belongings. She had been carrying three kinds of pokeballs. The first was a Heavy Ball, which was one empty, indicating that whatever pokemon had been inside, was no longer with her. The second was a Net Ball, also empty. The third, however, was an active Dive Ball. She pressed it to summon the only Pokémon she had left. "Oh, Dhelmise.", she told the anchor-looking creature with tears in her eyes, "I have no idea where we are even going." All of a sudden she heard voices not far from their location. "People? Maybe they have something to eat!" she said hopefully, not knowing wether the voices came from friendly survivors or hostile bandits. Dhelmise, wanting to protect its beloved trainer, went up ahead to find out the source of the voices.