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Pokemon: New World

Quick question. Do Pokémon only gain levels from trainer battles, or do wild battles count for leveling as well?

Pokemon: New World

Juana Perez

-Central City-

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"Now, remember to stay safe, and look both ways before you cross the street," Mrs. Perez said, helping Juana fit her tool belt onto her waist. "And please try to get at least three meals a day, and..."

"Mama, I'll be fine!" Juana said, giving her mother a confident grin. "It won't be long 'til I have my first Pokémon at my side. I won't be out there alone for long, I promise."

Mrs. Perez fitted the buckle and stood up, before smiling back at her daughter. "I'm so proud of you; I'm sure you'll be able to handle yourself, míjita," she said, kissing both of Juana's cheeks.

Mr. Perez, Raticate, and Slurpuff looked on, an expression of prideful approval on Mr. Perez's countenance. Slurpuff couldn't help itself and scampered up to Juana, jumping on her and licking her with its sweet tongue.

"Augh! Slurpuff, I'm gonna go out smelling like meringue!" Juana laughed, attempting (and failing) to shield her face from the Fairy-type Pokémon's love. Slurpuff sat on Juana's chest and barked twice, before hopping off and giving her a friendly glance. Slurpuff then raced back towards Raticate. The black-furred rat chittered, though comically enough, tears were in its shimmering red eyes.

"Raticate, are you crying because I'm going or because there'll be nobody to feed you scraps when I'm gone?" Juana teased. Raticate gave Juana a very tsundere look of half-annoyance before letting the waterworks flow. "I'm kidding!" Juana said. "Mama, Papa, was Raticate always this emotional?"

"Raticate was crying at your cousin's wedding as well," Mr. Perez remarked. "Though we're not sure if it was because of the wedding itself, or the fact that the cake was so terrible. Who catered for Sophia's wedding again?"

"Some high-profile company from Castelia City. I swear, the signature ice cream is better than the pastry shops in that place..." Mrs. Perez remarked.

Raticate shuddered at the mention of that terrible cake. Who caters a wedding with fruitcake?

Mrs. Perez gave a glance of concern to Juana. "Are you sure you don't want to take either Slurpuff or Raticate with you? I'm sure they will help a lot..."

Juana shook her head. "Mama, if I'm going to do this, I'll have to learn on my own! As much as I love our Pokémon, there's always room for more in the family when it comes to them, isn't there?" she asked. "Besides, Slurpuff and Raticate listen to you much better than they do to me. Unless I bribe Raticate with candy."

Raticate turned beet red.

"You didn't forget anything, did you?" Mr. Perez asked. "Your Pokédex and Poké Ball?"

"Right here in the tool belt, Papa," Juana replied, patting the pouches on her hips.

"And you know you can stop by the Pokémarts or Pokémon Centers if you need help, right?" Mrs. Perez said.

"Mama, Papa, I'll be fine!" Juana said, before softening a bit. "Hugs?"

The family embraced.

"I love you, míjita," Mrs. Perez said. "Please contact us often!"

"If you ever need anything, just call," Mr. Perez agreed.

"Okay! I love you too!" Juana said, kissing both her parents before turning to head out the door. She put on her sneakers and walked out.

"Will she be alright?" Mrs. Perez asked.

"She's a strong young woman; she'll be fine," Mr. Perez replied.

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Juana walked down the streets, ready to head out. She heard a faint rustling in the bushes. She walked over, flipping open her pouch in case that was a Pokémon and not some kid's stuck remote-controlled car.

A familiar magenta-colored fruit Pokémon with a white collar and a dented pale-green calyx emerged from the bushes, looking expectantly up at Juana.

"Oh, hey!" Juana said. "It's you!"

The Pokémon's yellow eyes smiled at Juana.

"I'm going out to journey across the region and learn about the world, or something," Juana explained, talking to the Pokémon. "I thought I'd run into you eventually."

The Pokémon looked up at Juana and settled in the bush as Juana talked. "Truth is I'm a little bit nervous," Juana said, her eyes darting around. "I'm going to be going pretty far away from home, aren't I? I hope you won't miss me too badly."

The Pokémon frowned, and its calyx drooped.

Juana brightened up. "Hmm... I haven't used my Poké Ball yet..." she remarked, pulling out the red-and-white capsule. "What do you say you tag along with me? I'm sure it'll be fun!"

The Pokémon bounced up and down, giving Juana a wide-mouthed smile.

However, before Juana could throw the ball, three gray-and-white starlings came down upon the berry Pokémon and started pecking furiously. The aroma of the Pokémon must have attracted predators.

"Hey! Get off!" Juana shouted, waving her hands furiously at the starlings. The birds squawked angrily at her; they flew at her face and pecked at her arms. Juana squealed in shock.

The berry Pokémon, seeing this long-time friend being pecked at by birds, shot out leaves that cut into the flock and drove them off.

Thankfully the birds didn't hurt Juana too badly; there were no puncture wounds, and the worst she got out of that was a bit disheveled.

But she was grinning at the berry Pokémon. "I take it that's a yes?"

She tossed the Poké Ball at the berry Pokémon, and the capsule opened up. In a flash of white light, the Pokémon disappeared inside, and without so much as a quiver, the ball clicked, and Juana picked up the capsule and peered inside. She could faintly make out the Pokémon she had befriended for so long, and her Pokédex buzzed in her pouch. She checked the Dex...

"Bounsweet, the Fruit Pokémon.

This Pokémon is always bouncing around energetically. Other Pokémon are attracted by its lively appearance and pleasant aroma."

"Bounsweet, huh?" Juana said. "Let's check you out..."

"Bounsweet. Ability: Oblivious. Moves recorded: Magical Leaf. Hasty nature," the display on the Dex said. "Female. Somewhat of a clown."

"So you're a goof too, huh?" Juana asked, winking at Bounsweet. "Is this some sorta symbolic hokey where we're kindred spirits and all that? I'd prefer we travel as friends; what do you think?"

Bounsweet winked back, its little tongue hanging out.

"Haha! Que linda," Juana remarked. She pressed the button on the capsule again, and Bounsweet popped out, before settling in Juana's arms. "Whoa, hey, pequeña, I've got to carry things in these arms," Juana said. Bounsweet nodded and hopped up on Juana's shoulder, balancing carefully on its tiny legs.

"I'd better go grab some more Poké Balls if I'm going to add 'mons to the team," Juana said to herself, hiking up her tool belt and striding towards the market.

Notes

@Balthazar007
-Caught Bounsweet
-Seen Starly
-Used 1 Poké Ball

A Time Of Turmoil: A Fire Emblem-esque RP

Tomoe

"Those dastards didn't hesitate to make this difficult," Tomoe muttered, gripping her shielded naginata as she surveyed the conditions. Dwarves on one end, and heavily-armored men on the other, the likes of which Tomoe had never seen in her home; both groups were set upon the company that Tomoe was assigned to.

It certainly wouldn't help at all to fail my mission out of the gate, Tomoe thought. She had to be careful; the many assassins she's deterred over the course of her career do not compare to the scale of these troops.

Tomoe charted out the best method to get through these swaths of enemy units; both sides were fraught in strife, and the dwarven soldiers appeared to be using axes and bows. That being said, their proximity and numbers made it clear (at least to those unfamiliar with the Varjans) that the dwarves were the ones that needed to be cleared out.

Also there were a couple of them moving towards Jarde. Not good.

Tomoe, with both hands, held her naginata so that the shield was slanted diagonally. She decided to enter from the side of the dwarven archers; while their sight was trained upon the fliers, Tomoe could very well at least disrupt them. In addition to that, the wyvern rider appeared to be their target, and it would buy her more time to regain control and land safely if the number of shooters was thinned.

Tomoe ran in, blade drawn and shield forward. She made a quick attempt at eye contact with Taka, then with Roane, hoping this would indicate that she’s no enemy. Then, she swung her naginata around like a door, barging into the dwarven archers. She set her sights upon Prince Jarde, making that connection her first priority. However, she checked to make sure she wouldn't be surrounded; the Guard Naginata only offered such a radius of shielding.

Mentions

@cloudystar@Fubsy

B!tchfest: a healthy release for our non-roleplay annoyances.

I've seen it once before but I assumed it was some kind of one-time isolated attack...

B!tchfest: a healthy release for our non-roleplay annoyances.

What in the world is that Chinese-writing bot that cropped up twenty minutes ago?

Pokemon: New World

@Dusksong I should probably do that as well... Actually, should I tag Balthazar and let him know I have a sheet waiting for approval?

A Time Of Turmoil: A Fire Emblem-esque RP

@PaulHaynek

Thanks! And yeah, Tomoe's not from Arcadia.

A Time Of Turmoil: A Fire Emblem-esque RP

Thanks! ^^

Hopefully Tomoe will be accepted as well :P

A Time Of Turmoil: A Fire Emblem-esque RP

@FubsyOh yeah, that's my picture

A Time Of Turmoil: A Fire Emblem-esque RP

@PaulHaynek Sweet!

Character

Tomoe Minamoto

Tomoe

Appearance:

The chest and torso of her kimono is lavender, and the sleeves are dark orange. Her hair is also lavender, while the sash tied behind her iron armor is purplish-white. Her shoes and leggings are cool dark-grey.

Sex:
Female

Class:
Lance Fighter

Special Abilities:
Ironbreaker, Pick

Equipment:
Guard Naginata, Vulnerary, Steel Naginata

History:
Tomoe was born the daughter to a locksmith; her mother passed away in childbirth, and upon finding out this fact Tomoe felt a sense of guilt. Not wanting to see his daughter so despondent, Tomoe’s father attempted to set aside Tomoe’s guilt and teach her how to build locks. Young Tomoe grew to love the time she spent with her father, as she would never feel alone while her father was around. She was exceptionally attached to her father and, in her early years, would cry if her father left.

Tomoe was inspired to join the military in part due to her feelings of guilt, but largely by the lance fighters of her home country, especially the ones who had the duty of bodyguards. She admired those who had the strength to protect the important. Tomoe wanted to be that kind of person who could serve and protect; she couldn’t keep her mother alive, but she would fight to protect the people of her nation, especially the people who were responsible for representing those folks. As such, she joined the military. This prospect led to a very serious discussion with her father about joining the force. Perhaps her father saw a bit of his own sentiment in his daughter, and understood her motives. He gave her a locket containing a small portrait of her parents for safekeeping, as well as the tiny key to that locket. With a bit of guidance from the blue-haired tailor from across the street who was apparently also a member of the military, Tomoe enlisted and went through rigorous training through particularly the use of the naginata (perhaps in part due to her inspiration from said tailor).

Eventually, she was called upon for numerous escort jobs, gaining a reputation as one of the most effective bodyguards in the land. She became known as a bane of assassins, and one of the most trusted guards among the royalty. She frequently wrote home to her father, and tinkered with locks and keys in her spare time. One job led to another, and she eventually found herself on mission to Arcadia, further than she had ever gone before. Of course she was nervous; she would be far away from everyone she knew, but she was determined to do her job and serve as protection. Naginata in hand, Tomoe set off.

Tomoe becomes anxious if alone, and she is very protective of anyone she considers a friend. She is genuinely kindhearted, and not vengeful. She likes to spend her free time in her hobby of locksmithing, using whatever materials she can scrounge up to craft tumblers and keys, though she finds this a little hard to do on the road given the paucity of time, wood, or metal. She’s been known to purposely take hits to show off, but other than that, her job doesn’t give her such a big head.

Born on Nov. 10th. Has the best sleight of hand in the army.

Crit quotes (just for fun!)

-"HANDS OFF!"
-"Click! You're dead."
-"DROP. YOUR. WEAPON."
-"BARRIER OF JUSTICE!"

Personality: