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86.428571 | 2020-06-21 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "Crystal",
"message": "\"Ah, maybe thats why, i'm from Hoenn. Its also interesting that your pokemon can do that. Even if i wanted, Darcy couldn't just have a screen and play a movie for me\" *Crystal laughed a bit* \"It was nice talking with you, but i thik i should get going, and let you get settled\" *Crystal left*"
},
{
"author": "pancake_kaiser",
"message": "A rather sleek private jet with the frontier logo painted brightly on one side pulled into the Sigford Airport, and within a minute or so, the ramp was laid down and a single figure and their Pokemon disembarked from the aircraft. A man wearing rather sleek clothing and black shades that obscured his eyes, and a very well-groomed Pyroar with ornate ribbons adorning its legs, with a small briefcase in its mouth. The male took off his sunglasses and looked ahead to the island beyond, as a little bit of wind blew through his hair. His face remained impassive and straight, but his eyes practically gleamed as he spoke a single word before trudging forward alongside his Pokemon.\n\n\"Vacation.\"\n\n[Ok, well anyone who wants to can go next.]"
},
{
"author": "a_biggee1919",
"message": "William waved crystal goodbye before he turned to face his F-00 ,or Albert, and pressed a combination of buttons on it and Albert showed a estimated map of the Airport \"I'm glad you didn't lose your mapping when we got here Albert\" William said while petting Albert before he started walking around the airport looking for the exit"
},
{
"author": "pancake_kaiser",
"message": "[~~Aren't we RPing lol~~ Yeah]"
},
{
"author": "a_biggee1919",
"message": "Even though William had a walking map following him he still got lost \"I think I may have to recalibrate your map Albert\" William commented as he turned off the map interface on Albert before he noticed the fancy man with the fancy pyroar trailing behind him \"I guess I have to ask him\" William sighed before he walked up to them with a wave \"Hello sir could you please help me navigate this maze please\""
},
{
"author": "pancake_kaiser",
"message": "Adam turned towards the other person with something of a frown immediately creasing onto his mouth. \"Do I look like I've been here before? I've just arrived myself.\" He leveled him with a more unimpressed stare as his Pyroar looked at him and his machine, slightly tilting its head quizzically. \"I'm heading up to the main building over there. I'm sure someone will have directions, so I'd suggest you follow along if you are indeed lost.\" He'd already begun moving by the time he finished speaking; time was money, after all. The jet crew began to unpack some of his things as he headed towards the big building a ways ahead."
},
{
"author": "a_biggee1919",
"message": "William quickly noticed his departure and quickly followed but meanwhile Albert was struggling to keep up with its owner because of its stubby legs \"You don't really seem to dress like a trainer so are you like a business man?\" William asked before he noticed Albert was having trouble following them and picked it up with his robot hand and onto his shoulder"
}
] | 76 | 605 |
98 | 2020-06-22 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "pancake_kaiser",
"message": "He turned back towards him with a slight smirk on his face, before continuing to walk, his off-hand travelling through the well-kept mane of his Pyroar. \"You could say that, yes. However, I am a trainer, and I am rather strong. So, I'd prefer if you didn't treat me any differently than you would others.\" Walking up to the building, he opened the door, then held it open for William out of courtesy. \"I assume you would be a trainer of some kind as well, then? Despite the contraption with you?\""
},
{
"author": "a_biggee1919",
"message": "\"So you are a trainer, but in that case you are just going to be an obstacle later one once I get used to this place but it is nice to make some freindly chit chat before hand\" While Albert just stared at him with an iron gaze \"Don't worry buddy you will get your chance one day\" William softly said as he walked through the door he opened"
},
{
"author": "pancake_kaiser",
"message": "\"An obstacle, hm... While I did come here for some vacation, I don't intend to only take things easy. Business first, after all. So please, do yourself a favour and don't make an enemy you can't win against.\" Smirking, he walked away with towards the building to get himself sorted, his Pyroar turning to look at them one last time, before following its trainer.\n\n[So, uh, did you want to end it there, or-?]"
}
] | 100 | 294 |
66.958333 | 2020-06-26 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "interstellar5555",
"message": "```closed scene with Black```"
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "Emmet excitedly dashed down the slanted jet bridge his suitcase rolling behind him loudly. It had been a long flight and had he haft to sit in the airport any longer he felt that he would have burst. \"Ah it feels so good to finally move around!\" He loudly announced in a sing song voice to the big Galavantula who desperately tried to follow after his overly energetic trainer"
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "A sparky brunette boy pratically tumbled down the jet bridge, getting up off of the floor almost immediately as his Munna floated over and tapped him gently to check he was ok.\n\"Ah, sorry Musha, let's go now!\"\nHe said with a grin, totally got registering the fact that he just fell down mere moments ago. The psychic type shook it's head and followed after it's bubbly trainer, who was running as fast as he could."
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "The big yellow bug let out a loud cry as if it were asking for Emmet to slow down, perhaps the young man was much to pumped up to pay attention to his surroundings. He skipped ahead for a couple of seconds before turning his head \"Is everything alright lu-\" He hadn't been able to finish his sentence for he had just got whack into the back of a stranger."
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "The boy gave a squeak as he crashed into someone else, taking a couple steps back and shaking his head as his Munna gave a little wave to the Galavantula.\n\"Hey! Watch where you're goin- Oh-\"\nHe froze when he noticed it was the white-clad brother of the two twins, tilting his head a little as he looked up at them. \n\"My bad.\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "Clumsily, he jumped right back up fixing his hat before offering the poor kid a hand up. \"Oh my goodness oH MY Goodness WAH! I'm so so sorry I didn't mean to bump into you are you okay? I hope you aren't hurt i'd hate for you to get hurt ahhH i should really look where i'm going i'm sorry!\" He instantly said with an apologetic smile speaking much faster then he should have"
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"Sir, genuinely, I'm ok!\"\nHe said with a slight giggle, his Munna hitting him lightly on the head for laughing at the distressed man. The Dreameater Pokémon shook it's head and floated up to gently pat the man on the shoulder with a sigh, glaring a little at it's trainer.\n\"I didn't expect you to be here, how are ya?\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "He let out a sigh of relief. \"Oh i'd hate to think i hurted someone! I'm glad that you're okay that makes me very happy.\" Emmet said with a nod before giggling \"Hehhe what were the odds of running into you? I'm doing absolutely-postively amazing today! What about you?\""
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"I know right? It's awesome!}\nThe brunette said with a giggle, being just as energetic and exicted as the man who stood before him. His psychic type Pokémon floated back to it's trainer and rested on their head, smiling to itself.\n\"I came here to battle EVERY single trainer in this big ol' place! Im doing super extra very good too!\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "The bug pokemon had finally caught up to its trainer and let out a content sigh, quite glad that he had stopped walking, (if you could even call it that). \"My you're thirst for battling is so refreshing! If you're not too busy now we should stop at the bakery for a quick bite, it'll be my treat\""
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"Whoa, really?!\"\nThe boy squeaked exictedly, nodding as his Munna floated off of his head, slightly annoyed that it couldn't rest right now.\n\"Yes please! That'd be nice!\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "\"YES\" He said with an equally excited squeal before turning to the poor psycic pokemon \"Heheh we could try get you and Galavantula some pokepuffs.\" Emmet said in attempts of making the bothered pokemon feel a little more cheery. \"Oh I must ask, what brings you to this quaint place?\" He quickly asked with curiosity, had they both been invited over? It would be so cool if they had- more the merrier"
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "The Munna seemd to brighten up at the promise of food, smiling and squeaking happily as it floated around it's trainer.\n\"Oh! I got some letter and wanted to go so I could battle everyone! I got mine way after everyone else though.\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "Emmet was more then satisfied by the Munnas reaction his already wide smile growing even more, the mention of food caught his own pokemons attention too as it restlessly crawled onto his trainers back. \"Oh really? No way so did I! We must have boarded the same plane.\" He mused \"I wonder what kinda people we'll get to meet...\""
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"Cool!\"\nHe smiled as his now rather happy psychic type cooed and squeaked, pulling it's trainer's arm.\n\"Hopefully some of my friends! I miss them..\"\nThe boy shook his head after a breif moment of staying silent and pat his Pokémon's head, smiling to it as it tried to pull him along.\n\"Let's go, I don't think Musha can wait!\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "\"Aww she's an excited one isn't she? Well that can't be helped we have no time to dilly dally\" He exclaimed brushing off the first remark that black had said although he was curious. He started to walk forward expecting the younger boy to follow after"
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"Mhm! Musha and Bo both really like food!\"\nHe said with a smile, following after Emmet as his Munna just wouldn't stop squeaking in exictement. He didn't mind though, he just giggled at their exictement."
},
{
"author": "interstellar5555",
"message": "``` closed scene with Marshal```"
},
{
"author": "grimsley",
"message": "Grimsleys eyes wandered up and down the big airport, Earlier on in the day he had gotten a message from his fellow elite member that his plane would arrive at 2PM sharp. All be it he wasn't expecting the man to call him but now that he did he was glad that he did. \"He'll be here soon there's no need to feel all jittery...\" He muttered to himself as he smoothed out the creases off his shirt before fixing his scarf for what felt like the fiftieth time."
},
{
"author": "Marshal",
"message": "Marshal boarded off the plane. He enjoyed the long flight but he was happier to walk around again. He looked around for his precious friend Grimsley with his bird look"
},
{
"author": "mairfan1",
"message": "~~ignore that im not done typing~~"
},
{
"author": "Marshal",
"message": "Marshal boarded off the plane. He enjoyed the long flight but he was happier to walk around again. He looked around for his precious friend Grimsley. Prior to the flight, he had given him a call to come meet him up here. His eyes looked around scanning the croud before spotting a familiar hair style. It was Grimsley! A smile came on his face he while saying \"Aaayyyy Grimsley my man!\""
},
{
"author": "grimsley",
"message": "Grimsley had been looking down at his feet in an awkward manner before a familiar voice had caught his attention. He glanced up a smile instantly embracing his face. \"Oh? OH! Marshal!\" Marshal it's so good to see you!\" He honestly admitted running over to the taller man with a soft grin on his face. \"How was the flight? Were you bored? I hope it went well.\" He gushed on for a moment before clearing his throat with a slight 'ahem'. It really did feel like forever since he had last seen the man"
},
{
"author": "Marshal",
"message": "\"So how was the boat ride? Did it make you feel sea sick? Hopefully not. Maaan am I glad to see you!\" Marshal said happily, before wrapping Grimsley in a tight hug. \"And to be honest the flight was quite fun actually, and atleast I didn't get bored."
}
] | 74.5 | 1,607 |
73.666667 | 2020-06-27 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "grimsley",
"message": "\"Oh well you know the boat ride was so lovely, nothings more refreshing then the sweet ocean breeze.\" He said with a nod opening his mouth to say something before being caught off guard by the sudden advancement. He forgot that Marshal was a hugging kind of person. \"Ah right ahah that makes me very glad to hear.\" He muttered giving the man an awkward pat on the back"
},
{
"author": "Marshal",
"message": "\"Yes the ocean breeze is very nice.\" Marshal replied. \"I'm glad to hear you had a nice booat ride.\" Marshal said while giving him another tight sqeeze. \"Thank you for coming to pick me up!!!!!\" Marshal said gratefully. Marshal yawns saying \"Maan I'm so tired from th flight.\""
},
{
"author": "grimsley",
"message": "He finally managed to push his way out of the tight embrace, god his arms we're going to hurt for a while. \"Ahaha anything for an ol' friend.\" Grimsley mused with a delicate nod before adding \"If you're feeling tired would you like to head back to the mansion? It's quite big and spacious i'm sure you would enjoy it.\""
}
] | 76 | 221 |
57 | 2020-06-28 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "Marshal",
"message": "\"Old friend? Pfft that's new.\" He said with a chuckle finally letting\n\nGo of the poor man. Before nodding slightly. \"Yes actually I am feeling a bit tired. The flight was ever so long how could I not?\""
},
{
"author": "grimsley",
"message": "With a semi awkward chuckle he ran a hand through his hair grateful that Marshal finally let go off him. \"Follow me, i'll take you to your room in the mansion. It's so big i'm sure you'll love it!\""
},
{
"author": "mairfan1",
"message": "\" Yes I think I'll love it. Sounds great to be honest!\" Marshal said with excitement. \"I wonder how big it will be does it have any furniture, or a fridge I can't wait!!!\""
},
{
"author": "grimsley",
"message": "He couldn't help but shake his head a bit, Marshal really was something else. \"If i'm being honest I myself haven't seen my room yet but i'm sure it'll be up to your liking.\" Grimsley felt like some kind of tourist guide. \"Oh right uhm would you like to stop by for a quick bite? I've been to their bakery and it was a nice place... It'll be my welcome treat\""
},
{
"author": "Marshal",
"message": "\"Oh you haven't seen your room ok but, I hope it'll look great!\" He replied. Marshal has a secret sweet tooth so the mention of free food caught his attention . \" Yes I want a bite at the café!!!\" Marshal said with excitement."
}
] | 51 | 285 |
80.166667 | 2020-07-03 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "_Eric couldn't help but grin as he got off the plane and stretched. Flying wasn't his preferred mode of transportation but it got him around. It usually just skinned him alive in baggage costs. Speaking of baggage, after he checked he hand left his poke balls, wallet, phone, or earbuds on the plane he hurried to collect his on a cart and tried to find an open area where he could reassemble his bike trailer to redistribute his gear._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "He flew to the airport upon his Mega Pidgeot's back, remembering he had forgotten something there when he landed. Once he hopped off, he gave the bird skritches before starting to walk to the lost and found. He proceeded to bump into Eric. \"Oh my, I'm so sorry.\" He said kindly, apologizing. He looked about 3 years younger than Eric but was still taller."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "_Eric almost dropped the bag he was holding but managed to bobble it and maintain his grip. He let out a sigh of relief. Setting it down carefully he turned to the new man._\n\"It's, thankfully, no problem.\" _He replied with a shaky chuckle._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "He laughed slightly at that as well, his Pidgeot tilting his head at Eric. \"Oh, I haven't introduced myself. I am Morgan, it's a pleasure to meet you.\" He said, holding out his hand."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Eric.\" _He replied, shaking it._ \"Just flew in and boy are my arms tired.\" _He joked with a crooked grin._ \"But that doesn't get me out of getting my gear prepped.\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Is that so? I'd be glad to help you. I don't really have anything to do today, after all.\" He offered. Pidgeot nodded, ready to help carry bags and such."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Heh, know how to set up a tent?\" _Eric asked with a grin. It was a small matter to reattach the wheels and then the main body of the trailer he usually pulled behind his bike more or less just snapped into shape, with a small easily set up tent in the back that would fit either a couple small children or a small pile of cat sized Pokémon. As soon as it was set up Eric piled his bags into the front of the wagon with Morgan's help, stopping only to check his bike and the cases of his guitars._ \n\"And that is why I don't like flying. Breaking down, reassembling, and reorganizing this is always a pain.\" _He said with a chuckle._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Sure do!\" He said, setting the tent up quickly. Once they were done, he chuckled at Eric's response. \"That's why I have everything able to be turned into small objects that do themselves. Hey, I'm currently staying at Sigford Mansion. Do you happen to know of it?\" He asked."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Can't day I do. Got an invite and plane tickets from a friend of a friend.\" _Eric replied with a grin._ \"So I'm glad I ran I to someone who knows what is going on. If it wasn't from someone I trust I'd half expect this to be a rocket plan to steal skilled and powerful Pokémon.\" _He joked, shoulder his last bag. With a flick of his wrist he released Luna from her luxury ball and picked her up. Draping the shiny Umbreon across his shoulders he turned back to Morgan._ \"Talk as we walk?\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Of course,\" He said as Pidgeot devolved back into his normal form. \"Tell me about yourself, Eric. What do you do for a living?\" Pidgeot perched on Morgan's now outstretched arm as it looked at its surroundings. \"Oh- this is Cheeps, my Pidgeot.\" The Pokémon looked over at Eric, studying him with curious eyes."
},
{
"author": "requiemangel",
"message": "\"I'm a traveling artist. I mostly do sketch work. I go to interesting places and sketch interesting scenes. Coral reefs. Mountain tops. Pokemon familiar and exotic.\" _He answered with a shrug._ \"Alola to Unova and plenty of places in between. I'm considering this my rest stop before heading for Galar.\" _He crouched down and pulled the five other luxury balls from his belt and released his team into the tent. The various eeveelutions sorted themselves out with sleepy grumbling as he grabbed the hitch and started pulling the bike trailer behind him._ \"And What about yourself?\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"I don't do quite a lot, I mostly explore the world with my team.\" He said simply. Pidgeot perched on the bike trailer, observing the Eeveelutions. \"Cheeps here is not my Ace, but he's been with me since I was 11.\""
}
] | 72.5 | 962 |
85.285714 | 2020-07-04 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"I've raised ever one of this from the egg.\" _Eric said with a chuckle._ \"I'd say that Luna is my Ace but I wouldn't sneeze at any of my team. Not even hope.\" _He glanced back at the Sylveon who had crawled out of the pile to tentatively paw at the pidgeot. Under her neck ribbon was a blue collar with a pink plate hanging from it like a dog tag._ \"She's my little dragon slayer. Right hope?\" _Hope perked up and trilled happily at the attention._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Cheeps' leg that had his Pidgeotite anklet on it was poking Hope's paw in order to keep them at bay. \"That's impressive, to be completely honest. The only Pokémon I ever hatched was my Noivern.\""
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Just gotta know how to handle them. My parents breed them in Kanto so I spent a good chunk of time dealing with the little buggers.\" _He said with a grin._ \"So when I headed out my team was Luna here and the espeon in the back. His name is eclipse and he's as much a wanderer as I am, and the fact he's blind as a zubat has not deterred him in the slightest. Neither of them were evolved and I had three eggs to watch over. It was an... Interesting start. But it more than worked out in the end.\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Morgan laughed at his joke lightly, putting his hands behind his head. This guy seemed really interesting, so he kept listening. \"Oh really? That's amazing.\" He looked back at the group of Eeveelutions, smiling."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Well, enough of me talking about myself. What about you?\" _Eric said as he glanced back as well. He whistled sharply and Hope stopped trying to boop Pidgeot._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Pidgeot got closer to Hope, booping her. 'I challenge you to a duel. A booping duel.' He said in a mock determined voice. \"Cheeps can handle Hope, they're fine. And if you wish to know about me, then that's good. I come from Hoenn, and started my Pokémon Journey at the age of 11. I had my first partner be a Torchic that I named Wildfire. I found Cheeps as a Pidgey that was alone. My Manectric, Shazam, was a normal encounter: found in wild grass and caught. Glacier, my Walrein, was stuck on a piece of floating ice in water as a Spheal, so I dived and went to save him. He became my Pokémon as a sign of gratitude.Meadow the Spring Sawsbuck was found with a broken leg, which I helped heal it at a Pokémon Center. And Noivern's egg was found in Kalos.\" He finished, grinning."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "*\"Oh. It. Is. __On.__* _Hope said as she crouched low as if ready to pounce. Suddenly she vanished in a blur, leaving a trail of sparkles in the air as she activated a quick attack, stopping just before actually landing an attack and just lightly booping Pidgeot with a small burst of sparkles before hopping back with a faux mocking laugh. Eric rolled his eyes before turning back to Morgan._\n\"That is interesting. I've thought about catching some more but I don't feel like rotating out my team. I _have_ caught some Eevees to send back to the folk to expand the gene pool since they're so rare in kanto. Sent them the data about evolving Glaceon and Leafeon. If you ever wanted one I could swing you a card and a reference.\" _He said as they continued walking._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan's Pidgeot",
"message": "He pretended to stumble back, letting out a large gasp. He sped behind Hope, leaving only a single feather as evidence before booping her with both wings."
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"That sounds like something I should look into,\" He said with a nod. \"And I respect you not wanting to add Pokémon to your team. I didn't add Noivern to my team until I found his Egg, which was 6 years after finding Meadow. So I was 17 by then.\" He said, grinning."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"It's been a long road, but it continues to be one foot in front of the other.\" _Eric said with a laugh._ \"So, what is this place, exactly?\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"To be honest, it's an island jam-packed with shops and ace trainers. The main attraction, Sigford mansion, is giant and has many beautiful rooms inside it. Everyone, except those who wish to live in the same room, have their own room that they can decorate to their heart's desire.\" Morgan said, smiling."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Well I'm not entirely sure why I got invited. I'm not much of a fighter. Never even cleared seven badges in a single region.\" _Eric said with a grin. Then he paused, thinking back._ \"Well. Hmm... Wonder if it has to do with that.\" _He continued absently, looking off to the side._ \"But that was years ago.\" _He seemed to be somewhat lost in thought._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Amelia, the owner, doesn't take just Ace Trainers. She will invite anyone she thinks has potential.\" Morgan said, giving him a reassuring grin. \"So maybe she heard of your talent as a breeder?\""
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "_Eric shook his head and seemed to snap out of it._\n\"Nah, I visit home maybe once or twice a year. My guess is I earned a ticket because I gained the Marquis title in the Battle Chateau in Kalos. Nearly made Duke but I left before that point. Made enough from doing art that couple of months to keep me going for a bit more then a year.\" _He replied with a quiet chuckle._"
}
] | 67 | 1,194 |
54.368421 | 2020-07-05 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "He nodded, grinning still. \"You're really cool, you know that?\" He asked. \"Sorry if that sounds weird coming from someone you just met, but your life is really interesting!\""
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Ha. I'm just a wanderer. I'm sure that you're just as cool if not more so.\" _Eric replied with an easy grin._ \"I just try to keep my life interesting and I keep way too many souvenirs, not a small portion of which are scars.\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"I'm a wanderer too, but I don't have any sort of job like you. The fact that you come from a family of breeders and raise only Eevee's make you really interesting.\" He said with a small chuckle. \"And I have quite a few scars but I usually hide them by wearing shirts and jackets.\""
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"As long as you can find yourself something you like doing, therein you have become cool. Something something what is awesomeness but movement, what is movement but heat, etc etc, time is an illusion, and so is lameness.\" _Eric joked, deliberately mangling several quotes._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"I-\" Morgan was confused, his brain needed a break. His Himbo brain wasn't ready. He was on autopilot for now, so he had a blank expression. Congrats, Eric. You broke Morgan."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Hellooo? Earth ta' Morgan. _Anybody in there?\" Eric said with a grin, snapping his fingers in front of Morgan's face._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "The sound of internet dial-up filled Morgan's ears. He had a completely straight face, looking forward. HimboBuffBoi.Exe has crashed. Please wait as the Mainframe fixes the issue. Only something embarrassing or surprising would break him out of his trance until his brain was done fixing himself."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Morgan? Boyo? You okay?\" _Eric asked, shaking him slightly by the shoulder, ready to grab him if he started tipping over. He didn't want the man falling over if he was having a seizure or something._ \"You in their bud?\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "It took about another 30 seconds, but suddenly HimboBuffBoi.Exe has been successfully repaired. \"Oh God, I'm so sorry about that. Did I happen to be completely look forward and not do anything?\" He asked, embarrassed."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"That you did mate. You okay?\" _Eric asked with a raised eyebrow._ \"Don't need people thinkin' I killed ya. I just got here after all.\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Yes, I'm fine. My brain just does that when people mangle quotes or when I hear too much. I call it 'Bluescreening'.\" He explained, giving off a shaky laugh."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Noted. Won't be doin' that again then, I guess.\" _Eric replied with a grin, slapping the man on the shoulder._ \"Don't need you crashin' like my old laptop when I tried to play a new game.\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Well, I should rephrase that. When MULTIPLE quotes are mangled in the same 15-20 second period. So you can do it, just not too many. And that sounds like a you problem. Just save up art money and buy a new laptop. I could chip in, of course.\" He said with a grin."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"I already replaced it. Heh. Can't really enjoy temtem on a malfunctioning machine now can I?\" _Eric said as he started walking again._ \"I tend to have more money then I strictly _need_ because of good preparation so it wasn't much of a hassle.\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Fair enough.\" He said, Pidgeot returning to perch on Morgan's outstretched arm. He didn't know what to say after the Bluescreening, so he just kinda stayed silent."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "_Eric wasn't really sure what to say either. He was sort of out of his element. He spent more time alone in the wilderness between towns than anything, and his small talk skills had never been the greatest. So he figured they'd walk and eventually something would come up. Probably. Maybe. Hopefully._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Suddenly, Morgan's Manectric pops out of its Poké Ball and attempts to pounce his Trainer but to no avail as he's suddenly distracted by skritches. \"Hello, my Doggo. Eric, this is my Manectric, whom I named Shazam.\" The Doggo trots over to Eric, sitting in front of him as he waits for his Pats and Skritches."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "_Eric dropped down to one knee to give Shazam some attention._\n\"Hey there buddy. Seems your tired of your ball for the time being.\" _He said, scratching him behind the ears and under the chin._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Shazam's tail wagged speedily at the skritches. [Ear Skritches are my favorite skritches! I like this hooman!] Shazam said, enjoying the skritches. \"He gets tired of his Poké Ball easily, and he will gravitate towards the nearest person he hasn't met to see if they're worthy.\""
}
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{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "_Eric chuckled and scratched the 'mon behind the ears._ \n\"My Luna can get the same way, but that doesn't stop her from sleeping the day away most of the time.\" _He said as he reached up to scratch the aforementioned Umbreon under the chin. She made a sleepy noise and just keep snoozing as he grinned._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"They're a really majestic Umbreon. You take care of them really well, don't you?\" He said, admiring the Pokémon. Manectric was nearly vibrating with happiness. Morgan noticed but didn't say anything, grinning."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"I do my best. Sometimes they decide to wander off though. Twitch, my jolteon, has a bit of a phobia of bug Pokémon after he nearly inhaled a beedrill and got a nose scar to remember them by.\" _He half joked as he wondered if he was going to get accidentally shocked out of excitement by Shazam._ \"But Theyre well fed and well taken care of as far as I can. Put down the extra money for luxury balls for them so travel is comfortable. I try to keep them out of harms way as much as possible, but Pokémon will be Pokémon and sometimes they're just itching for a fight.\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Shazam was at a happiness point where he just randomly starts running extremely quickly around Morgan, Eric, and the tent. \"Ok, you're safe. He either shocks you or somehow Mega Evolves when he gets into full energy mode. He likes scratching behind the ears the most, so that's why he was so quick to run.\" Morgan explained."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"So I... Shouldn't do that?\" _Eric asked, both he and the team watching the dog run in circles. Not the first excitable electric type he'd run into. Likely not the last either._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"No, if you keep doing it he'll become more attached. And even when he shocks you, it will get less and less painful the more you're not shocked. So the more he likes you, the less likely you'll get hurt.\" Morgan said. \"So you can do it, but just be a tiny but cautious"
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"I'll... Keep that in mind.\" _Eric said as he pulled a bottle of water and took a drink._ \"So, what is there to do around here?\" _He asked as he started walking again._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"There's a theme park, a few boutiques and restaurants, stores, a stadium, and a lot more. It's basically like a floating town!\" He said grinning as Manectric was still running around. He eventually got tired and went over to the tent. [Can I lay here please?] He asked the Eeveelutions."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "_Unfortunately the tent was just big enough for the team to sprawl comfortably. There was a brief discussion about piling but most agreed it was both too hot and they'd spent enough time in the poke balls and just wanted to stretch. So the answer was a general [Sorry, no.]_ \n\"Looks like your lad is looking a bit tired.\" _Eric commented as he watched the team._ \"So, That covers stuff to do. Now, is there anyone or anything I should watch out for?\" _He asked, casually examining their surroundings._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "[I understand.] Shazam said, nodding before jumping on Morgan. He nodded, picking up the dog Pokémon and carrying them like a baby. \"Well, there's Black. He's from Unova and is really headstrong. He'll infect you with his dumbass energy and cause you to lose any and all braincells in you.\" He joked, laughing a bit. \"But basically besides him, there's nobody to really worry about.\""
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Bold of you to assume I have brain cells. I was getting assaulted by a legendary ice Pokémon bent on my destruction, and I stopped long enough to try and snap a couple pictures for sketch references.\" _Eric replied with a bark of laughter, fishing out his phone and pulling up the photos app. Scrolling through the favorites section he showed Morgan a couple of blurry shots of a giant, angled Pokémon surrounded by whipping snow and ice that mostly obscured it as it fired beams of blue energy._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"No way.\" He said before he was shown the photo. He then proceeded to burst into laughter. \"Oh my God, you really are kinda stupid.\" He said, still kind of laughing. Manectric nearly fell due to Morgan laughing, but his Trainer held the Pokémon tight."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"I mean, I was already practically lost in an arctic cave, being chased by a creature out of legend, and up crap creek in a barbed wire canoe with a teaspoon for a paddle. There wasn't many ways it could get worse so I figured, screw it, why not?\" _Eric replied before breaking down laughing himself._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Oh wow, that sounded like a fun adventure. When I was 17 and at a Camp for Trainers I got to encounter and battle all 4 Regi's.\" He said while somewhat laughing. Manectric was already asleep, dreaming about running in a Pokémarathon."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"I was not throwing my team at that thing. Do I think we might have had a chance? I don't know. Never tried. But it was on its home turf and it was... Well. Best described as not happy. So I just booked it. Eventually it stopped chasing me and I managed to get out of the caves. Was a solid year before I went anywhere near one and never without know how to get out in a hurry. Mountain climbing I can do. Diving I can do. Spelunking though? That I tend to come at with _great_ caution these days.\" _He replied with a crooked grin._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"I respect that. Not all Pokémon should be forced to fight. And that's good to know.\" He said, returning Manectric since they were asleep."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Well, yet again I seem to be prattling on about myself. I'm really not all that narcissistic, I assure you.\" _He said with a chuckle._ \"I'm also bad at small talk, so I tend to ramble. It's a problem.\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Doesn't sound like a problem to me when we have all this free time,\" Morgan countered with a shrug. \"But that's just my two cents.\""
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Well, I'm sure we're almost out of the airport by now. Why do they always design these places with such labyrinthine architecture, anyway? But once we get out, anywhere you would recommend going?\" _Eric asked as he looked around at the various small shops that lined the airport hallway._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"I think it's to give off *Atmosphere*,\" He said while doing jazz hands. \"And as for going anywhere, I don't really know. We can go check out the mansion , or go to the amusement park. I honestly don't mind at all.\" He said."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Id say mansion first. As much as I love and value my gear, I could do with dropping it off somewhere. Plus, some of it hasn't been unpacked in a _long_ time and could probably do with some airing out.\" _Eric said after thinking for a few long moments._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"You got it! We can go via my Pidgeot. After all, Mega Pidgeot is 7' 3\" Tall.\" He said, Pidgeot looking over at their Trainer in understanding. \"But it's up to you.\""
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Eh, I like walking. Plus I still need to haul this thing around.\" _He replied, tapping the wheel of the trailer with his foot._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Alright.\" He said, letting Pidgeot fly around. He followed Eric as they walked, shouldering his backpack."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Why in the name of Helix am I the one leading here? You're the one who knows his ways around.\" _Eric said with mock exasperation, clearly joking._ \"I just barely got off the plane.\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Oh, but I don't. I haven't explored the island, therefore we are at the same experience with said island!\" He said, joking as well with an angry tone that could rival Eric's. \"So don't start with me.\""
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Well do you have a map at least, or know where we can find a \"You are here\" Kiosk?\" _Eric asked, rolling his eyes as he scanned for something or somewhere to tell him where to go as he doubted GPS would work here._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"I have a map on my phone.\" He said, pulling up Sliggoogle Maps, showing them a map of the island. It gave directions to all places, including the mansion."
},
{
"author": "Eric",
"message": "\"Fair enough. Lead on, Navigator.\" _Eric replied with a grin._"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "He nodded, leading the way to the Mansion. He was humming a small tune that he saw on Loudreddit. It sounded like \"That's Amore\" But the lyrics were very much different."
},
{
"author": "rillaboomaui",
"message": "```Scene transitioned to ```"
}
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{
"author": "Monika",
"message": "She stumbled backwards slightly when he said her name. \"How-\" Wait. His hair, his eyes, his voice. \"Tsubaki!?\" She pushed her glasses up on her face. \"W-What are you doing here..? My hair? I dyed it..\" She twirled her hair with her pointer finger slightly. What does she do? Hug him? Pearl walked up to him and brushed at his leg with her paw and let out a sound of content."
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "So he was right. It was the same Pearl. Pulling a pokeball from his pocket, he let out weavile so the two could interact. The ice type seemed surprised and curious. The last time they'd met he was just a sneasel. Speaking of which, the last time he'd seen his sister he was still a little kid. It was strange being tall enough to look her in the eye. Not that it made it any easier, the old man made sure of that.\n\nHis brow twitched, crossing his arms as he corrected. \"It's Silver.\" He looked away, \"You know I hate that name...\" The second half was much much quieter, without its usual real bite. \"It's this.\" He pulled a folded letter form his pocket, the invitation written in elaborate cursive print. \"I should ask you the same thing. Why are *You* Here?\" In his heart the slightest hope returned. Even all those years ago when he'd yelled at the old man and stormed off, proclaiming his hatred, he silently hoped his big sister would leave with him and put team rocket behind them. Apparently having realised that could very well be a can of worms that doesn't need opening right now, he pocketed his hands again. \"Well whatever, I don't want to stick my nose in anything.\" It was spoken out of a genuine concern for making the other uncomfortable, albeit watered down in the prideful way he always did, giving her the option to not answer. As he scuffed his shoes, it was clear he was holding back a lot of things he wanted to say."
},
{
"author": "Monika",
"message": "The female took out her letter aswell. \"I became an Elite 4 in Alola and was invited here.\" She gave him a friendly smile. Pearl just stared at the Weavile, before speaking... Human words. \"How's it goin'?\""
}
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{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "The Tyrant just arrived to this island. The trip felt all to long to get to such a small island. He began to wonder if all the hype will add up to the experience he'll end up finding here. These would be the types of thoughts that filled his mind as he moved down the escalator; moving tiles moving him down to the first floor of the airport where the exit was. \n\nHe never was the type of guy to enjoy interactions with people, so the moment he hit the first floor; he made his way to the exit of the airport with his stuff over his shoulder. He kept his head low to avoid any kind of eye contact with anyone he passed on the way there. A sigh escaped his lips as he peered behind them to check to see if anyone has recognized him or not.\n\nQuinton looked back ahead of him to the exit; he was almost there, only a few more yards to go. He shifted his weight to the front, picking up the pace. He wanted to get out of this place as fast as he possibly could. \n\n''Ugh..'' He muttered as he stepped out of the airport, being met with the sweltering heat of the island. It was winter in the Region he came from. He shrugged off the heat before continuing forwards."
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Morgan flew to the airport upon his Mega Pidgeot's back, remembering he had forgotten something there when he landed. Once he hopped off, he gave the bird skritches before starting to walk into the airport. He proceeded to bump into Quinton. \"Oh my, I'm so sorry.\" He said kindly, apologizing. He looked about 1 year older than Quinton and was taller. Unlike most people, he didn't get a chill or any kind of nervousness from seeing The Tyrant."
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "The shorter male grunted when he was bumped into, obviously not very pleased by this. He stared right on the man's chest, not giving him the time of day to even look up to him. He leaned his head to the left to look beyond the guy before looking back to his chest.\n\n''Are you going to continue to stand there like a Bidoof in front of me, or are you going to move?'' He asked over to him in a harsh, but equally tired tone of voice. He just wanted to get past this clown without any trouble."
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Morgan raised an eyebrow before nodding and getting out of the way. \"I'm Morgan, by the way. It's nice to meet you.\" He said with a small grin. *'He must not be the most social person. No matter, I'm sure we can become friends!'* He thought to himself."
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "Quinton wasn't used to people talking to him in such a relaxed tone of voice. Actually, he wasn't used to people talking to him at all. He would space out a moment in thought before looking up to him. His cold, dull eyes meeting with Morgan's. He didn't anything to do with this guy. He just wanted around him. \n\nHe figured out the best way to do that would be by humoring him with a conversation. He sighed before speaking, ''Okay Morgan, my name is Quinton.'' He spoke in an almost eery tone of voice; staring at the boy blankly with a forced smile."
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Pidgeot eventually devolved, perching on Morgan's shoulder. \"Oh- this is one of my Team Members, Cheeps the Pidgeot.\" The Pokémon didn't like the vibe emitting from Quinton so it glared at the man."
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "Quinton looked over to the Pokemon, his eyes meeting it's. He cared nothing of the bird's failed attempt to try to intimidate him; simply looking away from the bird as if it wasn't even there. He looked back to the trainer. ''Seems Cheeps doesn't like me.'' He scoffed over to the bird before looking over the man's shoulder once more to see if his ride has arrived yet or not.\n\nDisappointed at what he saw behind Morgan; he looked back to him, sighing. ''So, I'm presuming you were also invited here, am I correct?'' He spoke in a less harsh tone, now just standing there to pass time."
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Yeah, to stay at Sigford mansion. The mansion isn't the only great thing here. There's an amusement park, a place to catch Pokémon, and a dozen shops. The place all around is great. And the Mansion is chock-full of powerful Trainers.\" Morgan said with a nod. He seemed happy to be here."
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "The Tyrant wheezed at what Morgan said, peering to the side. ''Damn, they couldn't get a bunch of grown men to battle each other, so they offered up an amusement park and a mall to lure them in?'' He leaned back, chuckling into his fist."
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Morgan kinda laughed as well, his grin widening. \"I guess so. But they could also be for people who want to battle and hang out at the same time.\" He said, shrugging. \"But it's still kinda redundant.\""
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "The Tyrant huffed, running his finger across the bottom of his nose. His attitude changed at the mentioning of battles. Instead of seeming so tense and hotheaded, he looked more interested than anything. Battling was the only reason he came to this island. By the sound of the letter, that was the only reason they wanted him here too.\n\n''So, this places holds the best of the best- correct?'' He moved his hands up to the collar of his jacket, adjusting it before looking to the side. He turned his body to face the never-ending stretch of ocean to his left. His eyes scanned over the different pokemon that played and lived on the beach. *Simply tools for battles*, he thought to himself before peering back to Morgan and his Pidgeot."
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"That's right!\" Morgan said, smiling. Pidgeot decided to simply ignore Quinton, looking around. \"I can take you to the mansion, if you don't mind?\""
}
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{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "Quinton sighed; giving up on his ride, he turned back to Morgan. He folded his arms, looking him over once more. He was hesitant to trust a complete stranger, but in the situation, he was in he had no other choice. He ran his hand through his chestnut hair before nodding softly. \n\n''Sure, I will accept your offer to take me to this... Mansion.'' He rubbed his jaw, surprised by the face he was going with this guy. He looked over to the bird Pokemon now, giving it a teasing wink. *Seems someone is gonna have to give me a ride*, he held back a chuckle, but instead gave the bird a cocky grin before looking back to it's trainer."
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Alright, what kind of transportation would you like to do?\" He asked, grinning. \"You can be carried by Pidgeot, Sawsbuck, Noivern, or something else. I'm up for anything, honestly.\" He shrugged, waiting for Quinton to respond."
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "The Tyrant motioned over to Pidgeot, a smirk forming on his face. ''I like your Pidgeot, could I ride on him?'' Little did they both know, but Quinton had a Pokemon that could easily carry him over to the mansion, but he was gonna milk this. The bird would think twice before giving him much a look."
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Sure, I don't mind. And by the looks of it, Cheeps doesn't mind either.\" Morgan said as Cheeps flew down in front of Quinton, before they Mega-Evolved in order for Quinton to safely be carried. It honestly didn't mind as he waited."
}
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{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "Quinton moved over to the mega bid Pokemon. He swung his leg over it's back, mounting the Pokemon. He sighed before looking over to Morgan. He had a firm grasp on the Pokemon in case it tried something funny with him. He leaned back on the Pokemon, adjusting himself. The trainer blew hair from his left eye. \n\nHe silently waited there for Morgan. He would've flew already to leave him, but he didn't know where the damned place was located, not was this his Pokemon. The tyrant was a lot of things, a wasn't one of them."
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Morgan sent out his Sawsbuck, whom he mounted. \"And we're off!\" He said, and the two Pokémon started to make their way to the mansion. They zoomed past the gate and got to the entrance of the mansion. All the while the two Pokémon did as they were told."
},
{
"author": "Quinton 'The Tyrant' E.",
"message": "The trainer hung onto the Mega flying-type when it took off. He felt the rush up air hit them the moment they took off. His coat would fly up with the rush of air. He looked down at the ground once they were in flight.\n\nQuinton silently took in the sight while moving through the air. He spotted different trainers and such battle it out on the ground of the small island; smirking at the sight before looking back to Morgan on his Sawsbuck.\n\nOnce they landed at the , he hopped off the Pokemon before dusting himself off. He silently peered over to the Pokemon before looking to the mansion. He whistled at the sheer size of the place, never really seeing a building that large in his life,; except for the one's in his home city of course."
}
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{
"author": "Anabel",
"message": "Anabel was at the airport, getting a coffee at one of the shops. She sat down to drink the hot, bitter beverage when a pink-haired girl in a white dress and a black jacket sat beside her. Anabel asked the girl, \"How are you today?\" Then, she took a sip of her coffee."
},
{
"author": "Ashley",
"message": "Ashley was rather intimidated by this woman. She just told Anabel, \"I'm pretty good, what about you?\" Then, she looked down, eating the donut she'd just bought."
},
{
"author": "Rose Ramirez",
"message": "The woman stepped out of the gate from Unova, a satchel at her side and a travel case in tow, she glanced around nervously as she seemed lost. Rose was never good with directions to begin with, and with that added to the unfamiliar location, she was hopeless.\n\nThe woman glanced around as she set a hand into the satchel, before releasing a Lucario and a Riolu. \"Maxwell, Felicity, would mind helping with bags?\" She clasped her hands together before smiling and glancing around at the various people nearby, someone would hopefully be able to help with directons..."
},
{
"author": "Ashley",
"message": "Ashley finished up her donut, standing up and throwing the package in the trash. She then left the coffee shop, about to head out to start the day. She had something amazing planned."
},
{
"author": "Rose Ramirez",
"message": "Rose perked up once she saw a young woman making her way out of the airport's coffee shop, and smiled as she felt fate's arrow point her way. Rose walked over calmly as the older woman gave a small smile. \"Excuse me ma'am—I just arrived to the island! Would you happen to know any lodging in the area?\" \n\nMaxwell glared softly, the Lucario hung onto the hand of the young Riolu, who watched on curiously as their trainer pulled out a map and nervously asked for directions."
},
{
"author": "Ashley",
"message": "Ashley loved helping strangers. The day was already off to a good start. She said to the woman, \"Well, you should have a room booked in the mansion. The place is big enough for every one of us to have our own room. You can't miss the mansion. It's the centrepiece of this island. I'll take you there...\" Ashley walked towards the airport's exit. \"Follow me!\""
},
{
"author": "Rose Ramirez",
"message": "\"Oh dear, thank you so much. My name is Rose, its a pleasure to meet you! This here is Maxwell and Felicity, my partner and his little sister!\" The two pokémon greeted Ashley quietly, before following them both as Rose made her way.\n\n\"So—this *Mansion* Houses all of the trainers and leaders and the like? And if someone I knew were to be invited here as well, finding them would be easy, correct?\" Rose smiled sheepishly as Maxwell rolled his eyes."
},
{
"author": "Ashley",
"message": "\"I'm not exactly sure how this all works, but I'm sure you could find people pretty easily,\" Ashley said. She then pointed to the mansion and said to Rose, \"Go ahead. You should have a room in there.\""
},
{
"author": "Anabel",
"message": "Anabel came out of the coffee shop just in time to hear the conversation between Ashley and Rose. She said to Rose, \"Just promise me you'll ensure that it is actually your room that you enter. Someone came into my room by accident earlier. We have since made amends, but please double check.\""
},
{
"author": "Rose Ramirez",
"message": "Rose nodded, but seemed surprised at the appearance of another stranger. Smiling and nodding along Rose seemed to know what to do. \"Thank you both a bunch! I'll be sure to check in accordingly, I'd hate to see someone's room without their permission, that'd be quite the accident!\" She laughed, full of life as she nodded excitedly. \"I've never been in a mansion before, so it'll be exciting!\""
},
{
"author": "Anabel",
"message": "\"It was certainly quite a shock,\" Anabel told Rose. Then, she asked, \"What's your name?\" She checked her watch."
},
{
"author": "Rose Ramirez",
"message": "\"Rose Ramirez! It's a pleasure to meet you!\" She stuck a hand out to shake as she continued. \"Hopefully you didn't see anything *Too* Embarrassing, that wouldn't have been fun, now would it?\""
},
{
"author": "Anabel",
"message": "\"My name is Anabel,\" Anabel said to Rose. \"I think you will enjoy the mansion. You will probably enjoy the island in general.\" Anabel asked Ashley for her name."
},
{
"author": "Ashley",
"message": "Ashley wanted to get to know Anabel better. \"My name is Ashley,\" She said. \"I've only been here for about a day, but I'm loving the island so far.\""
}
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{
"author": "Rose Ramirez",
"message": "Rose nodded along. \"This is my first day too! I'm quite excited to be here, I'm sure you can tell!\" She beamed as the woman glanced at her map and seemed content. \"I think I got it now! Thanks to both of you, Anabel and Ashley!\""
},
{
"author": "Anabel",
"message": "\"We will see you around the airport,\" Anabel said. \"Would you like our phone numbers so you can talk to us later?\" The two of them pulled out their phones, Anabel's phone outfitted with a simple white case and Ashley's with a multicoloured case."
},
{
"author": "Rose Ramirez",
"message": "`People are quite helpful these days... Oh my.` Rose's thoughts were displayed on her face as she seemed awfully surprised, but smiled as she clasped her hands together and politely declined. \"Thank you both, as wonderful and helpful as you young girls have been, I'm sure an old lady like me can manage past this point!\""
},
{
"author": "Ashley",
"message": "\"We will see you later, then.\" Ashley left the airport to go to the . She expected it to be very entertaining."
},
{
"author": "Rose Ramirez",
"message": "\"R-Right! Take care!\" She returned her gaze to the map before smiling softly at Maxwell and Felicity, who both fell asleep on nearby seats as Rose was talking. \"They look so cute together!\" She pulled out her phone to take a picture, and beamed once she held it up, excitedly."
}
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{
"author": "James in SkyBlazers",
"message": "*As he lined up for a landing, after waiting a couple hours for the commercial craft he is finally able to land. Engaging his landing flaps and air brakes to slow him down. In his Cold War era fighter jet he would land calmly almost like he has been doing it for a little while. Once his wheels touch the ground he disengages the landing flaps but keeping the air break on.*"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Morgan was on his phone as he made his way to the Airport. He saw the fighter jet and gasped, walking over to it. \"Damn, I think you've officially made the flashiest entrance to this island!\" He said with a small laugh. \"I'm Morgan, by the way. Your name is?\""
},
{
"author": "James in SkyBlazers",
"message": "*From inside the plane still with his pilot's gear he would wave as he piloted his jet to a small but empty hanger. He would drive it into the hanger where a crew would refuel the plane and cleaned it up.*"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Morgan watched the crew do their thing in slight awe. \"Wow, you have a whole crew?\" He asked, looking up at the person in the jet. \"Why don't you come out and take a little break? It must've been a long flight here.\""
},
{
"author": "James in SkyBlazers",
"message": "*He would not hear Morgan's comment about the crew, he didn't know them but when he was invited they where mentioned due to James basically owning a private \"Jet\". The crew seemed a bit confused as there where way more than needed, they expected a private luxury jet not a Cold War era fighter. James would slowly take his gear of still in the cockpit just before opening it and standing up still partly in his flight suit.*"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Morgan simply waited for James to come down, smiling. He wanted to meet this person officially, so he would be patient. His smile was a small one, but not a negative one."
},
{
"author": "James",
"message": "*He would jump out of his plane and landed on the ground, his heavy flight boot clopped on the ground as he landed on the hard concrete floor. He would rise up and stretched just before giving a nice smile to Morgan.*\n\"Hey, Hru?\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "He backed up slightly as he didn't want to be squashed. \"I'm doing fine, and you?\" He asked, smiling and holding out his hand for James to shake. \"You never told me your name.\""
},
{
"author": "James",
"message": "\"Hey, yeah. I'm James who are you?\"\n*He offered his hand still covered by his flight glove that he used to control the flight stick. He seemed rather tired and stiff as he was in the plane for a good 3 to 5 hours.*"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Morgan, and it's a pleasure to meet you.\" He said with a smile. \"You seem tired, do you want me to escort you to the mansion?\" He asked simply."
},
{
"author": "James",
"message": "*He gave Morgan a look of confusion and a perplexing face towards Morgan, he didn't read about a Mansion.*\n\"Pardon my language but what the hell? I didn't read about a Mansion.\""
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"I mean, if you were coming to Island of Aces you were invited to stay at Sigford Mansion, were you not?\" He asked, looking at James with an equally confused expression. He *Was* Invited to Sigford, right?"
},
{
"author": "James",
"message": "\"Yes I was invited I just didn't take the jet they provided plus I didn't read about half the letter in the card so yeah I think that is the problem.\"\n*He chuckles nervously as he scratched his head.*"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Fair enough,\" He said with a small laugh. \"But my offer still stands. Do you want me to escort you to the mansion?\" He asked, looking at James."
},
{
"author": "James",
"message": "\"Sure I would like to go see it but let me get some things first. Ok?\"\n*He said as while still looking at Morgan he would turn and begin walking to his plane, opening a compartment that once held armored back plates for the pilot was a storage for luggage.*"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Yeah, of course.\" When James returns with his stuff, Morgan starts talking again. \"Since it's a long way to the Mansion, you have 4 possible options: You can ride my Pidgeot, Noivern, Sawsbuck, or something else. The choice is yours.\" He said simply."
},
{
"author": "James",
"message": "\"Oh um. I have my own Pokémon, do you mind if I ride on my Pokémon?\"\n*He would say as he pulled a old looking duck ball out of a bag ready to release said Pokémon out and got ready for transport.*"
}
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{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Like I said, across the island.\" Morgan said kindly. \"Cheeps, come on out!\" He releases Pidgeot, who nods and kneels down so James can climb onto them. \"I'm kinda glad you chose an actual Pokémon. People usually choose \"Something else\", which ends up being me.\" He said with a small laugh."
},
{
"author": "James",
"message": ". . . \"You have carried people to the mansion? By yourself?\"\n*He said this as he got on Cheeps, he would look extremely confused and baffled by the fact that he has the stamina to do such a thing in the first place.*"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "\"Yes, it was challenging yet fun.\" He said as he climbed onto his Sawsbuck. \"Are you ready?\""
},
{
"author": "James",
"message": "\"Sure I'm ready to go, so what is this place like?\"\n*He asked as he patted the Pokémon he rode on. He seemed rather perplexed as he rubbed the Pokémon's head. Although confused he seemed interested in this place.*"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "Cheeps seemed content with the pats and head rubs. \"Let's go, then.\" Both Pokémon start making their way to the mansion. \"It's a nice place, filled with nicer people.\""
},
{
"author": "James",
"message": "\"Well let us make haste if you wanna get finished quickly.\"\n*James said as he got himself ready to fly, he knew this Pokémon he rode on would be extremely fast so he got ready. Getting down in a position akin to riding a really fast horse while still maintaining control.*"
},
{
"author": "Morgan",
"message": "In no time, the two make it to the mansion. \"Thank you, both of you.\" He says as he helps James off the Pidgeot and returns both of his Pokémon. He looks at James. \"Do you need me to help you with your room?\""
}
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{
"author": "Crystal",
"message": "*Crystal took a second to notice Ashley was there, as she was kinda tired from the flight, Her alolan ninetails, however, decided to immediately go up to Ashley, its been a while since the alolan ninetails got pets from other trainers, so she was expecting more petz here.* \"Hmm..? Oh! Hello there! I'm not new here, rather.. I'm just returning back today. Who are you?\""
},
{
"author": "stellardendritesmusic",
"message": "I know, just gimme a while"
},
{
"author": "Ashley",
"message": "\"Aww, this Ninetales is cute,\" Ashley said. She pet the Pokémon, then said, \"I'm Ashley. I came here a couple weeks ago, and I just love this place so much! What's your name?\" Ashley sat on a bench."
},
{
"author": "Crystal",
"message": "*The alolan ninetails appriciated being pet, and followed Ashley to the bench* \"I'm Crystal! I run the Ice type gym in Hoenn. Its very nice to meet you Ashley!\" *Crystal then looked at her alolan ninetails* \"I see you've met Darcy already\" *Crystal points to the alolan ninetails* \"She really seems to like you!\" *Or it could just be the fact that she's getting pet..* \"Anyways, how are you doing?\""
},
{
"author": "Ashley",
"message": "Ashley was confused. There hadn't been an Ice-Type Gym when she lived in Hoenn, but she just assumed that this person was new to being a Gym Leader. She said, \"I'm doing pretty good. I just got a streak of ten victories in this place.\" Ashley stood up."
},
{
"author": "Crystal",
"message": "\"You have? Nice!\" *Darcy decided to return back to her trainer when Ashley stood up, likely due to a lack of being pet* \"This place really is amazing, huh?\" *Crystal then yawned* \"Sorry about that! I'm just a bit tired, is all\""
}
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{
"author": "Ashley",
"message": "\"It's absolutely awesome. This place has everything you could ever want!\" This island had really improved Ashley's mental state. She'd been at a really low point before, and moving back to Galar had helped her for the most part, but this island just made her so grateful. Everything she loved doing, she could do here. She said to Crystal, \"Yeah, you're tired. Wanna sit down somewhere?\""
},
{
"author": "Crystal",
"message": "\"Yup! This place really is awesome..\" *Crystal noticed how enthusiastic Ashley sounded while talking about how great the island is, and who could blame her? It was very exciting also when Crystal first got to the island* \"Finding a place to sit down would be nice, any places you have in mind?\""
},
{
"author": "Ashley",
"message": "The island was so big that Ashley couldn't decide where she wanted to go. There were so many attractions where they could sit and get some entertainment, but there were also lots of simple spots where they could just sit and watch the island go by. Ashley was in the mood for some excitement right now. She was also kind of hungry. So she took out her map of the island. There were at least five restaurants and cafes here. She said, \"Crystal, I'm kinda hungry. Let's see what restaurants there are on this island!\""
},
{
"author": "Crystal",
"message": "\"Some food would be very nice, you know where any are? I don't really remember too well, as things keep on being added!\" *Crystal knew there was one restuarant SOMEWHERE in Sigville, but with all of these new buildings, she has no idea where it was* \"I think theres a restuarant somewhere nearby if i remember correctly...\" *Crystal remembered this restuarant because she took her crush there, even if it was kinda awkward, the food was still good, Crystal was just hoping the food was still good!*"
},
{
"author": "Ashley",
"message": "\"There are plenty of places where we can get good food. There's a plain old but this place also has a and even a I've never done karaoke before, but it sounds really fun!\" Ashley kept looking at the map, seeing that there was also a"
},
{
"author": "Crystal",
"message": "\"I think either the seaside shack or the restaurant would be good, your choice!\" *Crystal was thinking about the karoake bar, but just the thought of trying karoake made Crystal internally cringe.* \"I mean.. If you want to go to the bakery or karaoke bar.. I don't mind...!\""
},
{
"author": "Ashley",
"message": "\"You know what? I say we get ridiculous tonight! Let's head to the karaoke bar and make total fools of ourselves!\" Ashley grabbed Crystal's hand and stood up quickly."
},
{
"author": "Crystal",
"message": "\"Wait what-\" *Crystal was about to try and convince Ashley out of it, but Crystal already knew it was too late* \"Well, lets go then!\" *And off they went to*"
}
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{
"author": "Victor || Shining Blade",
"message": "Victor had been passing through the airport, just out mostly for sightseeing. He looked over to the stairs to see a familiar blonde male. \"Is that...\" He walked over, and he was right! \"Hey, Avery. You got invited here too?\" He asked, grinning a little. His Appletun was, as usual, pancaking on Vic's shoulder, not at all tired but just lazy today."
},
{
"author": "Avery",
"message": "Now hold on a second, that voice sounded familiar...\n\nAvery almost wanted to turn around and get right back on the plane, but running away never solved anything. Slowly, his gaze crept towards the approaching figure, the light in his eyes instantly being snuffed out for a moment as he realized that _kid (More than that, Avery. He's kicked your ass more times that you can count. Of course he'd be invited too-)_ was approaching him. This was going to be the dojo all over again, wasn't it?\n\nUnless... Perhaps he was dreaming? Yes, that had to be it. In reality, he was probably resting peacefully on the plane, still on his way to the island, and this was just a bad dream.\n\n\"Oh, aha, I get it. I'm just having a nightmare.\" Avery reached up to pinch his cheek, just to make sure, only to feel the brief sensation of pain. \"H-Huh?\" He pinched himself again, still feeling it.\n\n\"S-So that means...\" Avery's frown deepened as he realized that perhaps he wasn't dreaming after all. \"We were really both invited here? Surely someone here has to be playing a Trick on me.\""
},
{
"author": "Victor || Shining Blade",
"message": "\"Damn. I knew I was unlikeable, but I didn't know I was *That* Unlikeable!\" He said with a small laugh. \"You look rough. Do you need an escort to the mansion?\" Appletun looked up and smiled tiredly at Avery, making a little *Mlemph* As a sort of greeting. Victor seemed like he had grown an inch or two since he and Avery last met, making him 5' 11\"."
},
{
"author": "Avery",
"message": "\"You're just one of the last people that I expected to see. Although I suppose it makes sense that you were invited as well.\" It's the closest thing to a compliment that Avery will give him. \n\nIndeed, the gym leader looks a little worse for wear, what with his clothes slightly rumpled, hair sticking up in various directions, and the dark circles beginning to gather under his eyes. \"I suppose I could allow you to show me the way, until I learn it myself.\" _He's too tired to bother, he just wants to go lay down as soon as possible. He gave a little wave to the Appletun as he finished going down the stairs, noting how Victor was now just a bit closer to meeting his height compared to last time. Right, he's still young, so he's still growing. He reaches for a Pokeball, holding it up. \"I hope this is no trouble, Slowking's probably just looking to stretch his legs after the flight.\""
}
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{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark watches as a plane rolls in \"Ok, new person... Greet them, have fun... Your sinnohs champion, this should come naturally. Infernape stands next to him and smiles at him \"Thanks bud. So... I can do this\" He takes a breath and smiles \"I can do this\""
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Aiden had been on the new plane as he came in to the island from the region of Kalos. He had been excited about meeting new people. Pancham sat on his lap as the plane rolled in. \"Alright pancham, here we are on a new journey, ready for that journey?\" He asked. Pancham gave a grin at him. After the plane rolled in and they were docked, Aiden left the airplane with pancham on his shoulder. He looked around the airport at all the new people. He adjusted his glasses and his scarf. \"New place...\" He had been nervous."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark smiles as he sees them \"Hi! Uhhh, i'm mark narbeth, pleasure to meet you, thats infernape and waaaay over there is Magnezone\" Magnezone just looks up from a book and nods before going back. Infernape nods and gives a single wave before dropping the hand. \"I guess i'm your guide today... Soooooo yeah\""
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "\"Oh, uh, thanks\" Aiden said as he smiled a bit. \"Oh, by the way, this is pancham.\" Aiden said motioning to the pancham on his shoulder as pancham waved at them. \"So, your a guide?\" He asked kind of confused a little about that."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Sort of? Kind of? Not really?\" He sighs \"I've been here a while, and apparantly i need new friends, so infernape decided this would be a good idea\" He smiles \"So i'm your unnoficial guide around here. Which is a change from battling people all the time\""
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "\"Oh, ok then. I know what you mean when you say it's a change from battling people all the time. Glad to have ya as my unofficial guide.\" Aiden said smiling a little at mark as he looked at the infernape. \"Hey, uh, what pokemon is that?\" He asked as he never seen it before."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "He smiles \"Oh its infernape, fully evolved form of chimchar, its beaten by none in speed and its fire never goes out\" He blinks \"Oop, i probably shouldn't be saying that much, dont want to bore you with all the facts and details.\" Infernape bows"
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Aiden then send a bit more. \"It's fine, there'll be all sorts of pokemon here that I don't know about. I'm fine with listening even if it takes a long time.\" He said smiling as pancham seemed to be bored a bit already by mark."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Infernape looks at the pancham and gives a thumbs up and a look of 'walk with me'. And mark smiles \"Well, i don't know much about mon outside of sinnoh, i have to know it all, i am the champion\" He wide eyes \"....Huh, never casually dropped that onto someone\""
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "\"Yeah, I understand what you mean. I don't know anything about pokemon outside of Kalos.\" He said as pancham jumped off of Aiden's shoulder and walked towards the infernape. \"You going somewhere?\" Aiden asked pancham gave a nod. \"Alright, stay out of trouble.\" Aiden said before turning back to Mark."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark is very suprised \".... Huh... No reaction to me being champion? Thats.... A wierd feeling for me\" He smiles \" But hey, any pokemon in sinnoh, i could tell you so much about them\" Infernape began to walk to a nearby tree and cracked his fingers before using fire punch on it hard, and letting the tree crack in the moddle. He then signifies for pancham to have a go, test the power."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "\"Well, it's just that I'm the champion of the Kalos League, so, it's the same for you and me.\" Aiden said smiling a bit as he saw how mark was surprised. The Pancham Gave a nod and would use double kick on the tree."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "He is shocked \"No way! I had no clue!\" He straightens out his clothes and clears his throat \"Erm, greetings fellow champion, i am glad to have made your aquaintance\" The trees dent goes further. Infernape nods and gives a thumbs up before blaze kicking it down."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "The pancham seemed to marvel at his power as pancham gave a thumbs up towards the infernape and grinned. \"Pleased to make your acquaintance as well.\" Aiden said smiling at mark as he had his hands in his hoodie pocket."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "He nods \"Right... Well... I think you have a room in the mansion, so i feel it would if you got settled in. Well, i would feel better if it were me, doesn't necessarily apply to you\" Infernape nods and stretches out his body a little, signaling pancham to take a swing at him and going into the block position"
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham then gave a nod as pancham then used Arm Thrust on Infernape. \"A room in a mansion? What mansion?\" He asked confused as he didn't know he had a room in some mansion."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Yeah, we live in a mansion, away from the world, where people like us can relax... For the most part anyway\" He looks down and shakes his head briefly \"Ahh, but let's not get into that, yeah, we live in a mansion and you have a room.\" Infernape took the thrusts, and was slid back a little, but quickly sidestepped and did an old trip manoeuvre to test reflexes."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham then used his paws to push himself off the ground as he flipped and landed back on his feet. \"Alright then, why do I have a room though?\" He asked confused"
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Because everyone does apparently. I guess its island policy. Considering I've been here for at least a year and I've never questioned it, that's kinda odd... Probably nothing\" Infernape was impressed and began coming back with a close combat, though holding back his full power."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham would then parry any punches or kick sent at him as he then slid between Infernape's legs and jumped up from behind him and sent a double kick to his head. \"Huh, ok then. So where is this mansion anyways?\" Aiden asked as he looked around the airport."
}
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{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "He looked behind him \"Oh, its right the-\" There are just trees \"..... Oh yeah, tree line, with how much i travel in the sky i forgot about that... Whoops\" Infernape took the to turning it into a roll, and then spinning round like the bulbapedia pose and smiling, getting into a dodging position for the next attack."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "\"So you forgot where the mansion is?\" Aiden asked Mark as he wondered what pancham was doing. Pancham seemed to grin as he would pretend to send a double kick, but Feinted and send an arm thrust at him."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"I mean... I thought you could see it from here... Its that direction... Reletivly... Pretty sure anyway\" Infernape dodged out of the fake double kick and would at the very last second block the arm thrust, he would use the momentum to do a backwards roll and have pancham go over him, letting go and following up with a blaze kick"
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham then would move his body midair to dodge the blaze kick barely as it scratched his cheek producing a scratch mark. He landed back on his feet after dodging the attack. \"Oh, well alright then, what do you say we go over to the mansion?\" Aiden asked."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark nods \"Yeah, come on infer-.....Nape... Where did he go? Didn't you also have a pokemon with you?\" He looks around \"..... Huh\" Infernape follows up with a close combat to keep the pressure up, and then ends it with a full on fire punch to the gut"
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham would continue parrying the attacks until the full on fire punch as he jumped over the fire punch onto his arm and jumped off his arm towards Infernape's face as he sent a kick towards Infernape's face. \"Well, pancham went off somewhere, you think maybe that pancham went with your infernape?\" He asked."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "He thinks \"Hmmmm, that might make sense... Well uhhh... I guess we'll find them quicker like this\" He calls magnezone to his side \"Hehe, your taxi awaits!\" He looks very pleased saying that. Infernape gets kicked and is sent back a little, the flame blazing up more, not in anger though, but in adrenaline."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham smirked as he watched infernape get sent back a little by the kick. Pancham could sense the flame blazing even more as he stood ready for the next attack. Aiden looked at magnezone with surprise. \"What type of pokemon is that?\" He said."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "He smiles \"Magnezone, fully evolved form of magnemite, apparantly it was a scientific experiment that went wrong, but i mean, i think it worked out if we have these in the region\" Magnezone just gave a wave with little to no enthusiasm. Infernape began running forwards, its blazing speed showing as it began using flare blitz to basically run down the pancham."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham looked at the Infernape charging towards him as he barely rolled out of the way and jumped up behind infernape and sent a double kick towards Infernape's head. \"It looks amazing.\" Aiden said as he marveled at the magnezone."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "He smiles \"Yeah, and you can ride it as well\" With a single step (because he be a tall boy) he gets onto magnezone and crolla legged sits down \"Maximum capacity of 4 people and an infernape, hop aboard\" Infernape hit a tree... Well went through a tree, flare blitz still going as he turned it around, dodging the kick and coming around for a second attack."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Aiden then took a step onto the magnezone as he sat down cross legged. Pancham had turned as he then put his paws out in a attempt to stop the charge as his feet dug into the ground as he would push against the charge."
}
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{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "The infernape glowed brighter as it pushed harder. The glow peircing the forest as mark looked over \"Huh... Found them\" Magnezone rose up and began flying towards the fight \"Infernapes getting into it, course hes pretty good at holding his own, but we always worked better together\""
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "\"Pancham...\" Aiden said quietly to himself as he watched. Pancham then grinned as it let go and sidestepped to the left and tripped the Infernape."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Infernafe trips, goes into a handsand and recovered. He grins seeing mark and the look eachother in the eyes \"Oh... Ohhhhh... Well then... Guess were doing this now\" He took a breath in, and both of them closed there eyes \"Seems my pokemon wants to show our true power, and well... Who am i to deny him that?\""
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham looked over to Aiden as pancham grinned at Aiden as he had been confident. Aiden smiled a bit at pancham. He then turned to mark. \"Wait, what?\" He said a bit worried."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark smiled \"Dont worry, it's nothing destructive or anything, but like I said, we work better together.\" The 2 open their eyes and shows the passion they both have. Infernape starts slowly walking, then jogging, and then running towards the pancham"
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham stood ready as he stopped grinning as he could tell that something was about to happen. Aiden watched the infernape run towards the pancham as he was worried. \"Be careful pancham!\" Aiden shouted to him as pancham nodded"
}
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{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark took a breath and clasped a fist, putting it in his other hand, and infernape mimicked it near perfectly, \"Its like they say, you never get another first impression... So let's make ours a strong one!\" They both in sync pulled their fist back, infernapes now glowing with fire, and eith perfect timing the 2 punch forward, mark hitting the air, and the air rippling a little, while infernapes hits the pancham, hard and fast."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham cried out in pain as it was sent and flying through a few trees as it landed on the ground. Aiden wasn't sure if pancham was still conscious. \"P-pancham, are you still conscious?\" Aiden shouted out worried."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark stopped and almost immediately had to breath from the exhaustion that went over his body \"Ohhhhh, that took a lot out of me, that was a strong pancham\" His eyes widen \"Oh crud the pancham\" He hops off magnezone as magnezone lowers and he sends out mismagius and runs to the pokemon \"Please be ok, I didn't realise that would happen, ohhh this was a bad idea\""
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham then stood up weakly as it looked hurt, but was still ready to keep going. Pancham then looked towards Aiden with a look as Aiden then gave a smile. \"You should uh, probably get away.\" Aiden said as pancham started running towards the infernape."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Infernape smiled as it looked at mark, mark looking back and nodding \"Ok, tough pancham, noted\" They fist bump eachother and mark stands behind infernape\"Wasn't expecting a battle, but pancham does not want to back down and as champion, we never back down, so\" He smiles and the passion returns to their eyes\" LETS DO THIS!\" And the 2 brace for impact."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "The two would open their eyes in sync as a passion entered them as Pancham kept running at it. \"It's time that we make a first good impression on you!\" Aiden said grinning as pancham kept running towards Infernape."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark was slightly surprised, it's not every day you see someone use the same technique as you, but he still smiles as infernape starts running towards pancham. Mark and infernape begin moving in sync once more. Infernape jumps up with mark staying on the ground."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham jumped up into the air as well as Aiden would stay on the ground as well. Pancham seemed to grin as it jumped into the air."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark lifted up his foot, and infernape flipped midair, foot catching ablaze. As infernape almost fully rotates, mark sends his foot stamping down onto the ground, blaze kick doing the same, but with the ground being a pancham. Mismagius meanwhile has found popcorn and is just watching from the side, enjoying the show."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham grinned as Aiden jumped and rolled in the air as pancham mimicked Aiden as he dodged the kick as Aiden, after landing back on his feet, he pulled back his fist as pancham did the same as both of them punched at full force towards infernape."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Infernape catches the punch and is sent back far. Mark begins throwing hard punches rapidly, infernape using close combat. Mismagius drinks soda."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Aiden would move with minimal effort as pancham moved the same way tiring the infernape and mark out waiting for their chance to strike infernape down."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark begins sweating as he looks at the pancham and smiles \"Hehehe, should have been prepared for this, your strong, I'll give you that.\" He grips his shirt \"But that just means we push harder!\" He begins charging up punch after punch after punch, each powerful, each fast."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Aiden begins to move a bit faster as pancham would move faster as well grinning continuing to dodge the punches as Aiden hadn't been tired still."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Infernape suddenly changes up into an uppercut, trying to catch the infernape off guard. Mark follows ot up with a fire punch that infernape also copies, putting the last of his strength into it, everything left in him. Mismagius eats a hotdog... No clue where she got it but she has it."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Aiden had expected a change in attack as pancham rolled midair out of the way of the attacks as Aiden could tell that Infernape had been exhausted. \"Let's end this shall we pancham?\" Aiden said as pancham gave a huge grin as Aiden pulled back his leg as pancham did the same as Aiden jumped into the air and flipped and slammed his foot down into the ground with the ground being the Infernape's head for pancham as pancham did the same."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "It hit infernape, infernape was slammed into the ground, and barely got up, body shaking. Mark though, the exhaustion from this form hit him, and he smiled \"Hehe... I call hac-\" And he completely collapses to the floor, unconscious."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "\"Well... That was a great fight.\" Aiden said a bit tired from putting muh of his energy into that kick as pancham landed back onto the ground. Pancham then walked over to the infernape and held his paw out towards the Infernape's to shake his as Aiden smiled at Pancham's sportsmanship."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Infernape smiled as he got up and gave a look of 'be glad I held back for the first half of that' and shook his hand. Mark was still very much unconscious and mismagius picked him up... And dropped him. She tries again, this time dropping him in a bush. She sighs looking to aiden for help."
},
{
"author": "interesting3879",
"message": "Pancham grinned and gave a look meaning that the pancham was simply going easy on him he grinned. Aiden walked over to mismagius as he picked up Mark. \"I suppose it's time to find this mansion.\" Aiden said to himself."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mismagius nods and looks at the pancham, grinning as she almost taunts infernape with a 'Haha, you lost to this thing? Bet it cant hit me!' Proceeded with various taunts to the pancham. Infernape rolls his eyes and gives a look of 'ignore her, she likes doing this'"
}
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{
"author": "Leaf",
"message": "Ahh, yes! The Island of Aces! Where the best of the best reside, under the sun! At least, it would be if it wasn't in the middle of the forsaken winter. Never in her life has it snowed in Pallet Town, and Kanto in general doesn't get snow. But why is this tropical island the one stuck with snow? \n\n - \"N... Nice welcoming weather...\" The once eager trainer shivered under her breath, trying to stay warm with what one sweater she brought over. It wasn't even a warm one at that, and more of a decoration than a utility. \"Uggh, and nobody's even here! I... I...Brrrrr...\" She couldn't even form a witty remark, as she was busy shivering alone in the mostly empty airport."
},
{
"author": "Iris",
"message": "As usual, the airport was calm and only became boisterous at certain times of the day usually when the Sigford's have a set of newcomers or if of course they're shipping materials to keep the island functioning. This time though there was a sound of sniffles echoing across the quiet airport.\n\nThe mournful noises came from a young girl with massive dark purple tied up to a ponytail and dressed up fully clothed for the wintertime. Beside her was Haxorus, also crying but comforting the girl at the same time. When she heard the voice of someone coming through, she quickly wiped her face and making sure there wasn't any falling at that time. With the reddened eyes Iris approached the newcomer waving her hands to greet her. \"Hello! Hello!\""
},
{
"author": "Leaf",
"message": "Leaf noticed the young girl over in the distance, as she sighed a sign of relief. Finally, some service! Leaf slowly stumbled over to Iris, vibrating from all her shivers. \n\n - \"H... Hi! It... Sure is cold, innit'?\" Leaf stuttered as she closed in on the distance. \"A... Are you the owner of this place? Cause... Y..You are dressed li... Li..\" Leaf tried to continue, but she noticed the red around the young girl eyes. Something was wrong with her, no doubt about it. \n - \"W... Are you sick? I see y... Your eyes are red... Allergies, perha... Haps?\""
},
{
"author": "Iris",
"message": "\"Mhmm! Not my favorite weather, but you should see how cold temperatures can reach when an entire city gets frozen,\" Iris chuckled, saying so as a joke but not really. When the girl pointed out about her eyes, Iris's face flushed a slight bit from embarassment and she shook her head hopefully wiping the rest of her tears. \n\n\"What! Ahaha! I'm ok! I had to say my farewells to someone here so I was smacked with a good ol' feeling of sadness,\" Iris dramatically slapped her hands together to emphasize hat, but then laughed about it.\"I'll get over it! Grandpa is a busy guy anyway, he has a whole city to run. And to answer your question I am not, I'm just a visitor like you!\""
},
{
"author": "Leaf",
"message": "\"O... Oh wow... For... A moment, I thought he, well... N..Nevermind th... That...\" Leaf slowly realized how elegantly this one is! The pink ribbons and golden crown, the long flowing purple hair, the... Whatever the yellow??? Thing was behind her dress.\n\".......Sorry... I...You're dr... Dress... I..It's so.....Unique?\" Leaf was never the type to dress all fru-fruy. \"But it must be awfully... W..Warm...\"\n\"I... Is there a place where it's n... Not so cold? Like... A firepl... Place around here?\""
},
{
"author": "Iris",
"message": "\"It's a big dress but I was witty enough to wear leggings! I can't stand the cold for the life of me, \" Iris winked at the girl and twirled it around for a bit. She then nodded to her, \"Sure thing! Not here but the mansion is nice and toasty, \" Iris walked over to the chairs exchanging a few words of comfort to her Haxorus then returning her to her pokeball. Holding the ball to her chest, Iris tucked it to her bag and turned at Leaf. \n\n\"How about we start moving? Don't want to end up being a popsicle here!\" Iris motioned Leaf to follow her then tilted her head. \"Oh! By the way what's your name and of course I'm going to ask what region you came from,\" Iris snickered. She sniffled just a bit, but she figured she'll keep her spirits high for now."
},
{
"author": "Leaf",
"message": "\"L... L...Ugh... This dumb w... Weather! I... I'll tell yo... You at... T..Wa... Wait... M..Mansion!? I... I'll tell you more abo... Once we he... Head there!!\" Leaf's eyes grew in size at the hearing of a mansion! So, this is it, her big break through has finally come!"
}
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{
"author": "Jamie",
"message": "Jamie walks in after a long trip from Alola to the Island of Aces. He is quite nervous to be here, he was known as an Ace Trainer but he felt like he may not have a place here. He looked at the letter he had received instructing him to go to the mansion so he can stay there during his time at the Island of Aces. He picked up his suitcase from the conveyer belt and took out his Z-Ring and Mega Bracelet. Since he hadn't had anything to eat due to being late for his flight he was starving so he decided he should probably look for a place to eat or to at least buy food."
},
{
"author": "Chloe",
"message": "Chloe walked along enjoying a Chili Dog. It was one of the things she liked to eat other than Pizza Gyoza. As she was enjoying her meal, she accidentally bumped into someone and dropped a letter. She tried to retrieve it, but it kept getting kicked away or swept away."
},
{
"author": "Jamie",
"message": "\"Ahhhh, I-I'm sorry!\" Jamie turns away in embarrassment, when he does something wrong he'd rather not look at others. \"It's my fault I was standing there, and if I had payed more attention to my surroundings I could have walked out of the way!\" Jamie was having a bit of a panic attack, he guessed that letter that had fallen out of the strangers hand may have been on the same topic as Jamie's letter. He'd rather not say since he fears he might be wrong and wouldn't want to make the situation any worse."
},
{
"author": "Chloe",
"message": "Chloe picked the letter back up and smiled slightly. She began to talk with sign language. *It's alright. I usually end up in these sort of situations. I forget to look where I'm going* She would signal. She then began to introduce herself. *The name's Chloe! You seem new around here, are you?* She would ask, enjoying the last bite of her Chili Dog"
},
{
"author": "Jamie",
"message": "Jamie turned back round to face Chloe\"Oh. I'm J-J-J\" He seemed to stutter a bit so he quickly caught his breath. \"I'm J-Jamie nice to meet you. And yeah I'm new here.\" He took another few deep breaths, he's still not that comfortable talking to others that aren't his Pokemon. \"Do you know anywhere I can get food?\""
},
{
"author": "Chloe",
"message": "Chloe smiled. *Well, there's a food court for people arriving not far from here. I can show you the way if you want* She informed. Chloe always like meeting new people. And She definitely like helping out as well. Chloe realized that Jamie was a bit nervous so she decided not to interact much if he began to feel uncomfortable"
},
{
"author": "Jamie",
"message": "\"I'd like that, thanks\" He faintly smiled. Then his Walrein came out of their Pokeball and started staying beside Jamie as a source of emotional support. \"Thanks Walrein. You look tough but your a real softy aren't you?\" His Walrein gives off a big goofy smile and Jamie gives off a light chuckle."
},
{
"author": "Chloe",
"message": "She smiled at the Walrein. It reminded her of one she has fought before: Cute and Chubby, but very powerful. They walked towards the food court hoping to find something for Jamie to eat. Chloe tapped his shoulder, wanting to ask him something. *So that Walrein of yours keeps you calm mostly, isn't that right?* She would ask"
},
{
"author": "Jamie",
"message": "Jamie nodded \"Yeah, my Pokemon love to help me socialising a lot ever since-\" He stopped his sentence right there looking downwards, he then looks up again. \"A-Anyway! I should order something!\" He was quite quick to try and change the topic of what he was saying. He orders a sandwich, a drink and food for his Pokemon. It would take a bit for his order to be complete though."
},
{
"author": "Chloe",
"message": "Chloe raised her hand to ask him the problem, but she figured that it was something personal to him, so she stopped herself. She then smiled and sent out her Cinderace and her Gastrodon, hoping that they would have wanted something to eat. She ordered a Spicy Carrot Curry and a Golden Vegatable salad with clams for her Pokémon. They began to chow down. *So what brings you to the Island of Aces? Hoping to kick back and relax?* She would signal"
},
{
"author": "Jamie",
"message": "Jamie sent out his Altaria, Ludicolo, Alolan Raichu, Alolan Dugtrio and Alolan Marowak so they could eat their food. He then sits down so he can eat his food. \"Kind of, I received an invitation in Alola after being identified as an Ace Trainer. I-I guess I can do some more training here. I want to challenge the Champion of Alola again and hopefull win.\" He looked over to his Pokemon who were gleefully eating their food, \"Of course I'm gonna have your help to.\" His Pokemon looked at him with determined expressions, Jamie was a bit like their guiding light to them. They would probably follow him to the end of time."
},
{
"author": "Chloe",
"message": "Cinderace glared at Jamie, acting a bit intimidating. Chloe signaled Cinderace to cut it out. Cinderace scoffed and returned to its ball. *Sorry about him. He's not kind to knew faces* Chloe informed him. *Cinderace mostly tends to himself most of the time, but he's a good fighter* She continued to sign. She rubbed Gastrodon's head as it squiggled in excitement. *I really want to fight the strongest trainers and work my way up to challenge Leon, the Galar Champion* Chloe signaled. She really looke up to Leon. As a matter of fact, Leon's the reason she started her Journey"
},
{
"author": "Jamie",
"message": "\"It's fine, you seem to be determined about taking down Leon. He's been undefeated for years.\" Jamie finishes up his food, he's quite a fast eater. He then looks at Raichu who had their eyes lit up with determination, like they wanted to take on Leon to. \"Raichu is one of the most energetic Pokemon on my team, when it comes to speed Raichu is bound to come out on top.\" Jamie looked at his Z-Ring with a Z Crystal in it. \"Anyway, sorry to bother you again but do you know where the mansion I'm supposed to stay at is?\""
},
{
"author": "Chloe",
"message": "*I believe it's in Sigford. It shouldn't be far* Chloe informed him. She returned Gastrodon to its ball. *Im sure you'll find yourself at home. It's nice here on the Island of Aces* Chloe signed. She smiled as she got up from her seat. *Well I'd say it was nice knowing you* She said with a small wink. Chloe hoped that he would feel comfortable here in the Island. Many people like them were scattered on the island, so it was a nice place to feel welcomed to"
},
{
"author": "Jamie",
"message": "\"Thanks Chloe\" He returns his Pokemon and picks up his bag and puts his food rubbish in the bin. \"I'll be going then...\" He walks out of the airport and waves goodbye and heads towards Sigford Mansion so he can sign in and get a room. He thought that maybe his time here might be nicer than he first thought."
}
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{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "Once Harley was ready, she returned Klinklang to its pokeball, looking around for one of the two siblings. She shot a quick text to Bea, telling her where she was near the entrance of the airport, then texted Rayden to tell him they were picking him up. \"Aaaaaah. Happy lil family at this island, huh~? If only he were a gym leader in Galar. We'd take over~\" She joked to herself, keeping a close eye out for the silver-hair siblings."
},
{
"author": "Rayden",
"message": "**\"There's no need to text. I'm already here\"**\n*Rayden was right next to Harley, almost as if he suddenly teleported there. He was accompanied by Satoshi, his little Bagon. He looked around to search for their younger sister. Was she coming, or was she going to miss out like most of the times*\n**\"Bea's late, isn't she?\"**"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "She blinked a few times at her phone, turning and seeing Rayden. \"..... Listen you don't have to be a ninja 24/7.\" Harley replied, pulling him in for a hug. \"She ain't late. Probably just a bit lost in the crowd. I'm the only one in the family that ever shows up late.\" She commented, crouching near Bagon. \"Long time no see buddy~ Hope you didn't forget me.\""
},
{
"author": "Scruffy - Harley's Perrserker",
"message": "It was then that someone decided to force their way out of the Pokeball to greet an old friend. \"Perrrr!!!!\" He yelled."
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "The sound of loud footsteps came closeby as a Machamp ran through the entrance. He halted quickly at the sight of the two as Bea hopped off, seeming to have healed of her past injury and decided to go for a new style. \"Hit a bit of traffic, so Goro decided to help me out!\"\n\nBea would hug Rayden and pet the little Bagon. She then looked back at him, seeming to be confused. \"How the hell did they let you bring in two swords in an airport?\" She asked, arms crossed"
},
{
"author": "Rayden",
"message": "*Rayden looked over at Bea as he returned Satoshi back into its ball.*\n**\"They didn't...\"** *He'd reply*\n*Rayden looked at both of his sisters. The youngest and oldest. He smiled, but the smile then disappeared. He thought about their time growing up. One Fighting, one enjoying their time with Steel types, and one in Harmony. His smile then returned*\n**\"Look at us. All on different paths, yet still in the same place...\"**"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "\"And look at you all philosophical~\" Harley then teased, pulling them both in to two side hugs. \"We aren't all that different... We all have fighting experience in our own areas... All have Pokémon... Same mom, at least.\" She explained, looking over at Bea.\n\n\"And since when did you just change into a grown woman, hm? New hair style? Next thing you know I'll be finding you in those old lady dresses with the matching blazers~\""
},
{
"author": "woolenmother",
"message": "Bea: \"Oh! This? Just thought it would be nice. No reason in particular...\" Bea would reply, seeming to be nervous. It's not like she was doing it to impress someone... Right? \"U-Uh anyways! It's been quite a while indeed, so why don't we show Rayden around, eh?\" Bea would quickly say, changing the topic"
},
{
"author": "bekthehalls",
"message": "*Rayden scoffed. It was pretty obvious why Bea decided to go for a change*\n**\"Isn't it obvious? Our little Bea here actually likes someone. And I thought you said that love was nonexistent for someone like a Fighting type Gym leader...**\n*It was adorable. Bea did grow up after all. But what about himself? He has found inner peace and had earned his rightful place as Dragon master, but he felt the same. Maybe the island would change his point of view*\n**\"I assume Harley here knows more than she's letting on. Of course, I'm saying that Bea is...*Clumsy* In a sort of way\"**"
},
{
"author": "mikacosplay",
"message": "Harley: The Steel leader simply smirked along with the conversation. \"Oh yeah, I know she does. It's that Victor kid~\" She replied, knowing well enough that Bea had zero clue she knew. \"She's more dense than him, so he saw through my disguise as she left. We had a nice chat~\"\n\nShe let out a laugh, finding enjoyment in teasing both of them. This meant that she had to get Rayden on something at some point."
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "\"Okay so what if I like someone! That's not important, right?\" She would say, blushing. She really wanted to change the topic, and fast. \"Soooo how's your Gym? Do you miss it? Did you bring your Pokémon here? I can't imagine you not bringing them\" Bea would say to him. Goro understood that she felt a bit uncomfortable and also tried to change the topic by wanting to find something to eat"
},
{
"author": "Rayden",
"message": "*Oh Bea. Always the fast one. Never different yet never the same. That's what made her Bea. Rayden looked over at Goro, seeming to understand. Besides, he just arrived after an 11 hour flight. The least he could do was grab something to eat... And change the subject. Poor Bea seemed embarrassed enough*\n**\"I'm sure me and my Pokémon are hungry. We could perhaps grab some lunch. I already had breakfast in the form of a protein bar...\"**\n*He let out two of his Pokémon to stretch their legs. The rest he would wait until the got their food. Out came his partner, Kiryu. He immediately hugged both Bea and Harley as Rayden then let Sisu out, his Shiny Goodra*"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "Harley smiled as it seemed like the whole family was reunited. Now she could flex on everyone another how cool her little siblings were. Not only did she have one, but she had two, which beat Piers and Leon.\n\n\"Sounds like a plan... How about lunch at the little Soup n sammies (sandwiches) sound good right now.\" Harley suggested, watching the Pokémon reunite as the humans were. \"I'm sure they got food for these guys... Pokeccinos too.\""
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "Bea looked over at Rayden. Yes he must've been hungry, but with the look he gave her, seems as if he was eager to change the conversation as well. *\"Thank you...\"* Bea whispered. Maybe it was a good idea to go eat. After all, her Pokémon were probably feeling hungry as well"
},
{
"author": "Rayden",
"message": "*Rayden would nod towards his younger sister. At least she would feel more comfortable, but his stomach sure wasn't. That protein bar didn't really do much. Besides, it was getting late. He needed to get lunch as soon as possible.*\n**\"Lead the way. All I'll do is slow the both of you down. I've only just got here...\"**"
}
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{
"author": "Tenshi Mizu",
"message": "*Ah, after a 5 hour flight from the Galar Region, Tenshi had finally arrived at the Island of Aces. Her being broke and on a budget meant she had to be in economy class. With her whole body in pain and a camera in hand, she'd say hello to the Island. Her attire would be casual, wearing a flower patterned button up shirt and some jeans shorts. The first thing she'd do was to start recording, doing her best to look as lively as she could because her internet growth was important to her. Rubbing her eyes, she'd say hello to the camera.*"
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "Silver was lost and it simple as that. \nHe had just hopped his own flight, still walking along with his Weavile who had been with him on the plane. His other pokemon's capsules being close by in his pockets. In one hand he gentle held Weavile's claws and in the other he gripped a half empty water bottle. He occasionally swigged from it, trying to drown the hiccups that have been stubbornly leaving him for a long while now.\n*\"Weave.\"* Kitty chirped, tugging Silver along.\n\"Hey- Hey, where are we going!?\" Silver looked over at the ice type, who was dragging him towards another person. Before poking said person with a claw. \n*\"Wea! Weave!\"* It chirped again, trying to catch the influencers attention."
},
{
"author": "Tenshi Mizu",
"message": "*Tenshi would look down and film Weavile, Silver's main Pokémon. Being from Circhester had a lot of perks, one being the amount of Ice Type Pokémon she was able to see. And living there, it was common for her seeing Sneasel and Weaviles. Bending down, she'd pinch Weavile's cheeks.* \"What a cutie you are!\" *The red haired kid just happened to be the first person Tenshi met on this Island. And since this Island's reputation was known for having strong trainers from all over the world into one place, she went full journalist mode, asking questions about him. Ah,the thought of the thumbnail was enough to make her scream in excitement. Even the title would be enough to get clicks. The misleading title \"Interview with a Champion? (MUST WATCH!) (FAMILY FRIENDLY)\" Would cause a havoc with people from left and right coming to see who she was talking about. And don't get me started on the red-arrow filled thumbnail. Tenshi could smell the views and likes from miles away.* \"Say, mister, what's your name?\""
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "Weavile flinched and hissed at bsing called a *Cutie*, backing away and coming infrony of Silver. The boy immediately tensing up at the sudden swing of a camera and attention. \n\"Oh- I-\" He paused, trying to swallow the lump in his throat that was already starting to form. Quickly trying to choke it down with a drink from his waterbottle. \"I- Silver. I'm Silver- please back up a little-\" He asked, quickly grabbing Weavile's claws again with his hand and rubbing the paw between fingers. \nSilver looked around, the sounds of the airport had already made him very much anxious, but this was another level. Very different from the more quiet towns and routes he would frequent in Jhoto, and especially different from the near constant quiet in the Dragons Den."
},
{
"author": "Tenshi Mizu",
"message": "\"Hm, Silver, huh? What a cool name, Silver. It's small and menacing sounding!\" *Tenshi would zoom in on him and his Weavile, trying to capture the best shots possible. He looked a bit anxious but perhaps, that was simply stage fright. She'd continue asking him questions, wanting to get an idea of who he was, not recognising him at all. Perhaps, a rising star or an influencer like her? Maybe a singer or something completely out of the question like a journalist? She'd take a step back and stop recording to take a small microphone out. With all of the money she had saved up doing part-time gigs, she would have bought one and would have been a real **SHAME** If something happened to it.* \"Okay, so, tell us a bit more about yourself, Silver? The place is known for powerful and strong trainers, do you happen to be one of them or are you here by accident?\""
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "\"Thanks-?\" Silver looked down at his Weavile, suddenly finding both the tile and his pokemons fur very interesting.\n\"I- Uh. Jhoto- I-\" He hiccuped, nearly startling himself. \"I would train a lot in one cave and- people started recognizing me, I guess.\" He then added on with venom in his voice. \"I thought being here would be a *Break*, honestly. Is that thing on?\" He pointed to the camera, eyes wide as dinnerplates, hands shaking and letting out another hiccup. \"Why are you recording me-\"\nKitty swiped its claws next to the microphone. Scraping it to make a loud, sharp sound, luckily not doing anything to try and break it."
},
{
"author": "Tenshi Mizu",
"message": "Tenshi would lose her cool. With whatever she had, she'd move the microphone close to her chest and fake kick Weavile to scare it off and for it to go away. No, she wasn't having none of that, she spent 10,000 Pokedollars on it, who knows how many meals she could have bought with that? With a frustrated and annoyed tone in her voice, she'd reply to his questions. \"Hey, HEY, don't go around breaking my microphone, I paid lots of that. And of course I'm recording you, chances are you're famous. Why else would I record you?\""
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "Weavile flomched back and stepped away, which in turn made *Silver* Angry.\n\"Don't do that!\" He growled, sending daggers at Tenshi. *Nobody* Even pretends to hurt his pokemon! \"And I- I'm not famous- I.\" He felt his throat swell up a little, soon sitting there and looking around. \"Don't.\" He backed up again, fumbling around to grab his pokeball and make Kitty return, the beam of red light recalling the ice type. He fiddled with the capsule and looked around, trying to find a way to get out of the sight of the camera. Both a feeling of frustration and anxiety creeping up on him, why wont she just *Stop*?"
},
{
"author": "Tenshi Mizu",
"message": "*Growled? Wow, how rude. Why was he growling at her, it's not like she did anything bad to him. Once again, she'd set up her mic, send her Delibird out and get ready to record. She needed content and quick, her fans were starving. When she told them she got invited to the Island of Aces, they requested every single famous trainer in a sight. And Tenshi didn't get the nickname \"The Channel of the People\" For Nothing. She'd once again go over to him with her mic in her hand and start.* \"Come on kid, let's start all over again. One, two, three, ACTION! Hey everyone, we just arrived at the Island of Aces and we're here with a trainer under the name of Silver. Silver, could you tell us a bit more about yourself?\""
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "He stared with wide eyes, using two fingers to tap at his throat and then shaking his head. Assuming this person didn't know sign language with how she was acting, he kept on doing that. Trying to signal he couldn't *Talk.* His throat and chest felt like they were binded tight in vines. \nHe then fidgeted with his pokeballs, how could he communicate this? He didn't have any paper on him and he's not sure if this person would appreciate him running off, even if he wasn't starting to care."
},
{
"author": "Tenshi Mizu",
"message": "*Tenshi would tilt her head and look at him confused. Why wasn't he taking? Did he hate being filmed that much or was it something else? Throwing up weird signs, Tenshi wouldn't know what he was even doing. Was he okay? She'd put the mic down, gesture Delibird to stop recording and go over to Silver to check up on him if everything was alright. He looked at him and grabbed his throat, after all, he had been tapping it for far too long, maybe he was signalling something.* \"Uhm, kid, are you alright? Do you need some help?\""
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "First thing, Silver pushed away her hand from his throat. Feeling all too uncomfortable being touched by someone he just met. He paused in thought before covering his own mouth. Then stopped, how could he... Hmm. He brought up his hand and used a finger to 'draw' on his palm, trying to signal he needs paper. He huffed through his nose and beiugh up his hands to sign.\n\"I went mute,\" His movements were quick and shakey. \"I cannot talk verbally right now. Do you have paper? Can you read sign?\" Even if she couldnt, he was *Really* Hoping it would at least get the point across. *Either this,* He decides in his head. *Or I try Alakazam, but don't think it'd appreciate being woken up.*"
},
{
"author": "Tenshi Mizu",
"message": "*Okay, there was definitely something wrong with this child, frantically moving his arms around. What was he trying to say? She was getting mixed signals from him and couldn't make out what he tried saying. Doing her best she could, Tenshi would look at him, trying to figure out what he was saying. With her eyebrows raised, she'd try to make sense of what he was saying. Unfortunately, she wasn't picking up anything from his gestures.* \"You are ... Moody?\""
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "He let out another annoyed huff and shuffled through his pokeballs, taking out a quickball and releasing Alakazam. The yellow pokemons eyes were shut, slowly opening and turning to its trainer when it was released. Silver signed a few things at the Alakazam, who nodded and turned to Tenshi.\nThe pokemon did a short bow and tapped Silver on the shoulder, before slapping its hand over his mouth and holding up its spoon. Its spoon hummed and glowed a little as the pokemon thought with furrowed brows.\nSilver watched the pokemon carefully, communicating eith psychic pokemon through his sign. The Alakazam lifted its head again to turn back to Tenshi. Lifting its hands and pointed to Silver, who rolled his eyes and nodded.\nHe lifted his hand and opened and shut it, doing a *Blah blah blah* Motion, then stopped, closing the hand-mouth and holding it like that."
}
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{
"author": "Tenshi Mizu",
"message": "*Hm, a lot of things came to her minds at that moment but the first thing she did was take out her camera once again and start filming Alakazam. She thought it was interesting how it did the talking for Silver, kinda like a translator. Maybe Silver was mute or something or perhaps just had trouble talking to people? Yes, that's it, Tenshi had figured it out.* \"Don't worry, I get it. You have trouble talking to people and Alakazam is doing the talking for you. How cute!\" *Tenshi would smile, happy to see how strong the bond between them was.* \"Thank you two, you've restored my faith in humanity.\""
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "Silver nodded a little, patting the pokemon's shoulder. \nThe Alakazam looked at the camera and reached out to tap the lens a little, interest piqued by it. Of course it has seen them before, but mever in touching distances.\nIt was then quickly pushed away by Silver, not any rough shove. Just a little *Dont do that* Push, then looked back up at Tenshi.\nSilver, of course, was still very much annoyed at the entertainer. First bothering him with questions and making him loose his voice from the anxiety, then making him jump through flaming hoops to explain even *Simply* What was wrong. Sending a very angry look to the camera. Alakazam, however, seemed mostly unbothered."
},
{
"author": "Tenshi Mizu",
"message": "\"HEY, why did you push your Alakazam for?\" *Feeling bad for the Psychic Type, Tenshi would pull out a candy bar from her small, brown backpack and handing it to Alakazam, wanting to make it feel better after how Silver treated it. After all, the Pokémon was just curious. Her bag was full of treats and she shook it, hoping to get Alakazam's attention. With a smile on her face, she'd look at it and nod her head.* \"You want candy, don't you? Here, take as much as you want.\""
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "The Alakazam slowly shook its head, seemingly laughing as it pushed away the chocolate while Silver shook his head slightly. Silver reached into his pocket and pulled out a pencil, wiggling it a little over his hand and raising an eyebrow. A silent ask if she had paper or anything... Write-on-a-ble.\nWith his Alakazams presence, though he was definitely still agitated, seemed a bit more relax. Shoulders a bit less tense and eyes a tad softer."
},
{
"author": "Tenshi Mizu",
"message": "*Tenshi would look at him and smile. Oh boy, Silver wasn't ready for this.* \"You can do your homework later, kid.\" *Tenshi would laugh at him but being kind, she reached into her bag and after searching around for a bit, she pulled out a sandwich wrapping paper, the closest thing she had to a paper, being covered in grease. Don't ask why she had it in, she was going to throw it out later! She'd hand it to him and look away, being embarrassed by the fact she was carrying it.* \"D-don't ask!\""
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "He slowly took it between his finger anf thumb, cringing a little a bit at the greased up paper before shrugging and shaking his head. He pressed the paper to the wall and began to write on it, in shaky and messy handwriting. \n`I'm selectively mute. Also I wasn't planning on asking don't worry.` He wrote. `I went mute because everything was freaking me the hell out. Too much noises at once.` He handed the paper to Tenshi, still careful to not touch any of the greasy spots on the paper. \nHuzzah! Proper communication!\nHe hiccuped a few more times as he wrote and handed the paper over, once again drowning the little puppy-like sounds in water."
},
{
"author": "Tenshi Mizu",
"message": "*Tenshi would grab the piece of paper, getting her hands all greasy. She'd get some on her fingers and lick it off. Hm, it still tasted good. Ah, how she wished she had another sandwich. Anyways, she'd try and read his messy handwriting, doing her best to understand.* \"Selectively mute?\" *That confused Tenshi, what did he want to do? Was he purposely not speaking to her or did he have a sore throat or something? She'd raise an eyebrow and close an eye, handing him the wrapping paper back again.* \"So, do you still want to do the interview or nah?\""
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "`Its a severe anxiety disorder.` He wrote, `And if I have the choice, I'd rather not. I don't like having cameras stuck in my face, neither do my pokemon. Even if I wanted to, it'd be difficult lile this.`\nHe handed the paper back and wiped his hand on his jeans, cringing a little at the greasy feeling on his fingers. After he sufficiently wiped his fingers off, he started bouncing his leg a little. Waiting for a response while shifting his gaze left to right, his Alakazam patiently standing beside him and fiddling with its spoon. \nHis movements were jerky and cautious, glancing around at the people around him and reading them the best he can. Figuring out who's here and who they might just be, already having a guess for what Tenshi is here for. *~~Being a prick~~ being an online entertainer.*"
},
{
"author": "Tenshi Mizu",
"message": "*Tenshi would be getting mixed feelings from him. Was he lying or being genuine? Either way, Tenshi handed him the greasy paper back after reading his note and walking away, leaving him be, trying to find another interesting trainer. Silver was mysterious and enigmatic, had something been bothering him? Why did he hate cameras so much? It wouldn't hurt him to give her an interview.* \"Okay, I guess? Weird.\" Delibird would grab the camera and they'd start filming, hoping for any strong trainers to pass by."
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "He took the note with another cringe, walking to a trash barrel to toss it in the garbage. He *Knows* It's wrong, he really does. But *God* Is it tempted to rob her- \n*No! No don't think like that, stupid fuck. You're gonna be just as bad as __him.__* He slapped himself on the wrist and returned Alakazam to its pokeball, starting to walk towards the exit of this damned airplane hellhome. \nHe waved to Tenshi as he passed, noting her tone as nearly *Disgusted* At his refusal, or thats what he thought. But alas, it didn't bother him. That's what he tells himself, he's been called far worse and been hurt far more then being called weird in a semi passive aggressive manor.\nSilver just shrugged it off and kept moving, at some point covering one of his ears just to alleviate some of the sound. But he couldn't help but glance back over at Tenshi once more.\nShe was *Weird.* He decided."
},
{
"author": "ani085676",
"message": "` End of the scene. `"
}
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{
"author": "Ivy Chase",
"message": "Finally. The Island of Aces. Somewhere where He could have some time to relax. Maybe find some new Pokémon. He knew. All he wanted was some peace. After picking up his luggage, he walked around the airport. \"Now where's the darn exit here?...\" He'd say to himself. However, what he didn't notice was the he was missing a certain package: His Guitar case. It had been a while since he had held onto it that he probably forgot he took it with him. Right now what was on his mind was finding some snacks"
},
{
"author": "Kiyoshi",
"message": "Kiyoshi hurriedly walks through the airport, head down. Gosh- Where exactly was the exit? He really just wanted to be out of here soon as possible. With his next turn he looks up only to realize hes more lost then when he began.. Ugh. Of course this would happen. He begins walking again, this time more angry, only to walk directly into Ivy."
},
{
"author": "Ivy Chase",
"message": "\"Why don't you watch where you're headed, boy?\" Chase said, startled a bit. It was only there where he realized that he had left his Guitar case. \"Crud... I must've ignored it...\" He quietly said. He went back for it, looking back at Kiyoshi. \"I do expect an apology?\" He said, walking back with the case secured"
},
{
"author": "Kiyoshi",
"message": "\"Eurgh- I-!!\" Kiyoshi splutters for a moment, tugging on his sleeves nervously. He stands there awkwardly for a brief moment before muttering a brief. \"I.. Apologize.. I got lost so Im in a bit of a rush.\" He explains, still fidgeting. \"Do you have a map or something? Just.. A way out of here.\""
},
{
"author": "Ivy Chase",
"message": "Chase sighed. \"Yeah I do have a map... It's called trusting my gut,\" He'd say, walking. He stopped at a food station, ordering some Veriil Style *Tepigs in a Blanket*. \"To be quite honest, I've only just got here...\". He continued to say with his mouth full"
},
{
"author": "Kiyoshi",
"message": "Kiyoshi pulls a face. \"Your.. Gut? God. Of course id get the weird ones..\" He shakes his head, but continues to follow along. Not like he knows where else he should be. \"Me too but.. Ugh. Dont talk with your mouth full, its rude. And why is this so confusing anyways?\" Kiyoshi crosses his arms, upset."
},
{
"author": "Ivy Chase",
"message": "Chase sighed once more. \"Who said anything about being confused? Exit should be where the people are heading to or coming from. Shouldn't be hard to find it,\" He'd say. After he finished eating, he continued to walk, finding the exit. Aside from the chatter in the airport, it somehow felt quiet. It wouldn't be rude to start a conversation. \"What brings you here, then?\" He'd kindly ask"
},
{
"author": "Kiyoshi",
"message": "Kiyoshi grits his teeth a bit, still following behind. Had he really been that confused? Ugh.. This was stressful. \"Thank you I guess it was.. Much easier then expected.\" He shrugs awkwardly at the last question though, unsure of how to proceed with the conversation. He'd been counting on just walking away as soon as they were out but..\"Uhm. Well, I thought itd be a good opportunity. Maybe ill learn something.\" He pauses before adding a hurried. \"How about you?\""
}
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105.25 | 2022-02-02 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "Ivy Chase",
"message": "Before he could answer, he looked at his guitar case, nodding his head. \"I came... To escape... Find something new for a change. Hoped not to pick up any broken pieces...\" He replied. He was at least glad he wasn't recognized that fast. Now what really mattered was where the damn exit was located. Luckily, they ran into a map. \"Ah, says here that the cut is in Terminal A on the first floor. This is Terminal B, second floor\" He informed"
},
{
"author": "Kiyoshi",
"message": "Kiyoshi grimaces a bit, unsure of how to respond to something so serious. Compared to his reason that actually made sense.. \"Oh. Uh. I hope you find what you're looking for.\" He jumps at the opportunity to get out of here, though, eagerly observing the map. \"Thats good! Ugh finally this makes way more sense..\" Kiyoshi turns back to Ivy to say something, only for the words to die off. \"Say.. You look familiar. Er- Im Kiyoshi by the way, Kiyoshi Amada.\""
},
{
"author": "Ivy Chase",
"message": "\"Nice meeting you, Kiyoshi,\" He replied, shaking his hand. He wasn't sure wether he'd reveal who he was. The consequences were obvious. For someone who's been retired for more than 10 years it could really cause a scene. But he remembered that this was an Island of relaxation and for Vacation. Many famous people were here, so he would stick in just fine. \"Chase. Ivy Chase...\" He said"
},
{
"author": "Kiyoshi",
"message": "The colour drains from his face as he realizes who he had just been semi-rude to, bit attempts to shake it off. \"Oh. Oh! Yes.\" He stumbles over his words, searching for the correct ones. \"Good to meet you too. I didn't know you be here— Aha...\" Kiyoshi shakes his head a bit, trying to get himself back in order. It was fine! Ivy didn't seem to mind how hed acted so far, right? Plus they were getting closer to getting out of here, so.."
}
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72.75 | 2022-02-04 | GuildTextChat | [
{
"author": "Ivy Chase",
"message": "Chase stoped for a moment. He really didn't see it that way. Coming here was just for vacation. Who knows. Maybe this whole thing could take an unexpected turn. But for now... That wasn't on his mind. \"I've had all my chances... Now I'm way past a second chance\" He replied"
},
{
"author": "Kiyoshi",
"message": "Kiyoshi nods solemnly. Oh well, he tried right? That counted for something.. Probably. All he knew was his social battery was quickly running out. \"I see.. Well er— We're out now right? Should probably head to our places and all..\" He suggests."
},
{
"author": "Ivy Chase",
"message": "\"Yeah... I guess\" Chase replied. \"It was nice knowing you, Kiyoshi...\" He continued. After that it was now time to head into the island at last. He enjoyed having made a new possible friend, even while their interaction was so short. That didn't matter. What mattered is that it was only one person instead of a massive crowd. Maybe fate had other plans for the great Ivy Chase. Right now... Maybe it seemed as if things would remain the same. With that, he waved farewell and continued forward"
},
{
"author": "Kiyoshi",
"message": "Kiyoshi waves back, offering a somewhat strained smile. It was nice to have a friendly interaction with someone.. Even if it was brief! \"Nice knowing you too-! Maybe we'll talk some other time.\" He calls. Now then.. Time to actually look up directions this time."
}
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{
"author": "Wally Hamilton",
"message": "Fresh air, new place, new people! \n\nFrankly he was excited to be here. A roller- wait no- TWO Roller bags, a backpack and his coat. New hair style, a ponytail resting on his right shoulder. He sprinted over to the large waiting area. Big windows with little seats to enjoy the sunlight slithering in. Oh, he loved it! He exhaled sharply as he smiled. Taking in his surroundings"
},
{
"author": "N, The Seeker of Dragons",
"message": "Among his surroundings, was an... Extremely tall lady with mint green hair his and unphesant, holdong a cup of water and a cup a shaved ice. \nThe man seemed to be feeding its unfezant the ice, holding it down to the pokemons beak as it deaperatly shoveled it down its throat. Which certainly was happening just... There in an airport."
},
{
"author": "Wally Hamilton",
"message": "Wally looked over at the tall person- Green hair? Maybe they're related!- or- Maybe its just someone who has green hair...\n\nEither way it wouldn't hurt to speak to them, right? Though- he did find it odd the person was just- feeding their pokemon in an airport. '*Wouldn't a mall make more sense for that type of stuff?'* He thought to himself\n\n\"Hello!- I couldn't help but notice the green hair- I'm sure you were invited here too- Oh- Where are my manners- I'm Wally! Wally Tobias Mitsuru Hamilton!\" He held his hand out for a shake. Sweet, sweet little boy"
},
{
"author": "N, The Seeker of Dragons",
"message": "The person looked up, blinking a few times. How interesting, a young lad showing up to speak with him! It smiled and waved, thinking up of how to reply.\n\n\"N,\" He replied. \"My name is N.\" They took Wallys hand and gave it a slightly aggresive shake. \"It's nice to meet you, Wally. I see we both have very similar hair, if thats really what brought you up to me.\"\n*\"Short boy! Haha!\"* The unphesant squaked.\n\"Don't be rude, ma'am.\" He poked the bird, rolling his eyes."
},
{
"author": "Wally Hamilton",
"message": "' \"N? Is it short for something?- oh and it is! Are we related?\" He asked innocently. Though a little surprised by the slightly aggressive shake. \n\n\"Oh! And that Unfezeant too! Its a rather cool bird- though I don't know what they said-\"'"
},
{
"author": "N, The Seeker of Dragons",
"message": "\"She called you short.\" He chuckled a little, rolling his eyes. \"She can be a little mean.\"\n\nThe thought of suddenly meeting a relative was nice. Perhaps a cousin or a younger brother. But... He knew it was very unlikely deep down in his soul. It was just hair.\n\"I just liked to be called N, is all.\" He decided. \"Do you need help looking for anything, my friend?\""
}
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{
"author": "Prof. Sonia Magnolia",
"message": "Sonia dragged her luggage through the terminal. Finally. The fresh new air of the island! I smelled like... Actually it smelled a lot like hot dogs for some reason. Maybe it was from the food stands. Who cared, really...~~*Although she WAS feeling a bit hungry after that flight*~~"
},
{
"author": "Atticus (Sonia's Yamper)",
"message": "Joining Sonia was her pal, Atticus, a Yamper with a kind heart. As they walked, Atticus felt as if something was terribly wrong. He walked around Sonia and began to sniff her. Eventually, he did sniff out the problem and began to bark."
},
{
"author": "Prof. Sonia Magnolia",
"message": "Sonia quickly looked at Atticus, a bit startled by his sudden burst of barks. \"Hey, what's wrong, Atticus?\" She questioned. Sonia looked at one of her suitcases and realized that she was holding the wrong one! \"AW CRAP!\" She exclaimed. She then immediately ran back to the Baggage Pickup as fast as she could while Atticus did his best to keep up"
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon had caught wind that Sonia was coming over to the island. It was supposed to be *Today* But thankfully he dropped by three days prior and stayed in the airport ever since. It was a good thing that there was vending machines lined up at the place but he really didn't have a proper shower for days besides face washes at the bathroom. It garnered some weird looks from the security there, them suspecting he was some kind of stowaway homeless but at least his magnificent uniform saved him from those assumptions. Now they think he's just some weirdo. Awake, Leon stood at what he thought was Sonia's gate, a little bit tired admittedly. Those airport seats are not a great place to sleep at. Yawning, he missed Sonia the first time when she walked passed him, checking his Rotomphone for any text or calls from his friend. It was a little pass the time before he thought he should go in himself and see if the redhead made it safely. Luckily, as soon as he turned, he bumped into her which caused the champion to comically fall over. \"Sorry!\" He exclaimed, quickly jumping up to help the victim of his one track mindedness, before noticing it was the person he was waiting for this whole time. \"Sonia!\""
}
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{
"author": " Marnie ",
"message": "\"Ack!\" Marnie huffed, crossing her arms. She looked away, as she saw the game end, seemingly saying that Wally had won. Oh bother... She was really no good at this. Then again, neither of them were. She shook her head, stepping away from the game. \"Well... That looks like a loss to me... I guess you win.\" She spun around to look at him, smiling like she does with her morpeko. She wasn't mad or anything. Oh, wait- Speaking of her morpeko. \"It was great meeting you, Wally. But I kind of need to chase after my pokemon now. She's probably off bothering some poor bloke for his food now.\" He chuckled a bit. \"Hmm... Oh! I have an idea!\" Marnie reached into her pocket, finding one of her league cards. \"Here! Umm, you see, these are collected where I'm from. I bet if you meet anymore of my Galarian friends, they'd give you one. Anyways... It was nice meeting you.\""
},
{
"author": "Wally",
"message": "Standing one place and punching didn't do one thing. It wasn't until Marnie's character got knocked off the screen by a incoming bus. That strategy work, didn't it? 'GAME!', the game announcer shouted. 'YOU WIN!', confetti rained from the game screen as his game character posed in his victory stance. \"H-haha! I didn't think I was going to win\", Wally rubbed head as he chuckled. \"Ga Ga!\", Gallade ran up to his trainer, giving him a squeeze. \"Thank you!\", he hugged is Pokemon back. \n\n\"I-it was great meeting you too Marnie! Good luck finding your Pokemon!\", he beamed, closing his eyes in content. \"Oh thank you! If I ever meet one of your Galarian friends, I'll tell them that I met you!\", he opens his eyes again. Looking at the league card she handed him, Wally tuck the card safely into bag. \"Wanna go somewhere else Gallade? We'll meet other trainers like Marnie\", he smiled at his Pokemon. \"Ga!\", the Blade Pokemon nodded his head like an eager kid. At first, their meeting with the Galarian girl got into a rocky start, with internal assumptions. However, as they got to know each other better, the two green boys enjoyed her company. Maybe they would find people from Marnie's region as well!"
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "```End scene, arcade is now open!```"
}
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{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "*Brayden was chilling in the arcade, playing a Galaga cabinet (if that even exists). His Greninja was sitting against the cabinet, seemingly sleeping.* \nAww, come on! *Brayden slapped his head, seeing as he just lost.* I was so close! \nGre-ja! Nin! *Greninja looked angry.*\n\nSorry, sorry. Didn't mean too wake ya"
},
{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "Clemont entered the arcade with a stash of coins in his bag and his Heliolisk beside him. \"Hmm...\" He hummed in thought as he looked around and tried to decide what game to play. While he was looking around, his Pokemon found a familiar face amongst all the different machines: a Greninja that it had battled before. \"Helio-he!!\" It started running over quickly, chattering eagerly. \"Hey, wait for me!!\" Its Trainer came running behind very slowly, stumbling a bit along the way. Once he was close enough, he stopped and leaned against a nearby cabinet, panting as he caught his breath. \"Sorry... Heliolisk... It's... It really likes seeing other Pokemon...\""
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "Nin nin! *Greninja jumped up when he saw the other Pokemon, recognizing him as well. And he was excited to see the electric type from Lumiose City.*\nHuh? *He turned and saw Clemont and his Heliolisk. Hewas a bit surprised they were here, but felt a bit more comfortable knowing that there was at least one other person from Kalos.* Oh, hey Clemont. You're here too?"
},
{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "Once he caught his breath, Clemont stood up straight and approached Brayden with a friendly smile after pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. \"Yes, I was invited to stay here and quickly accepted the offer!\" He explained as his smile grew into a grin, \"This opportunity should help fill in the missing pieces of my research on the way humans bond with Pokemon, especially outside of battle.\" He glanced down at his Heliolisk, who seemed to become even more cheerful when he saw that Greninja was excited to see him as well. \"Lisk-lisk, Heliolisk!\" The Normal/Electric-type chattered in response, waving his arms joyfully."
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "*He grinned right back at him* That's a good reason to come here. But I'm here to prove myself. I want to show that I'm still one of the best trainers.\nGrenin nin! *Greninja shouted, seeming to agree with what Brayden said.*"
},
{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "\"Well, for starters, you're still one of the best Trainers around if you've been invited to stay here,\" He replied with a chuckle, \"When we battled, I could sense the passion you and your Pokemon share! It was an extraordinary experience!\" His Heliolisk seemed to agree, chattering affirmatively with a nod."
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "Y-you really think so? Well... Thanks. That means a lot dude. *He was smiling wide, and there was a small, barely noticeable blush, almost like that was the best thing he heard all day.* You know, I was worried I'd be lonely here, but I'm glad you're here as well!"
}
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{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "The inventor chuckled, rubbing the side of his neck. \"Thank you as well.\" His cheeks turned a light, sheepish pink. \"Honestly, I was wondering when I would see a familiar face, too. At least we've found each other now.\" He removed his hand from his neck, glancing over at the Galaga cabinet. \"Say, do you mind if I join you in your game? I've got plenty of coins, so I'll pay for us both to play.\""
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "Yeah, you can join me. And don't worry, I've still got a couple of tokens left.*He put 2 tokens in and got ready to play.* You know how to play, right?"
},
{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "\"You bet I do! This is one of my favorite arcade games!\" Clemont walked over to the corresponding cabinet, looking over at Brayden eagerly. \"Ready when you are!\" He said with a grin. Heliolisk followed him over to the cabinet and stared up at the screen with anticipation."
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "Then let's go! *He hit start and started mashing the shoot button. He grit his teeth and just focused on mashing the button as hard as he could* \n*His Greninja was standing next to him, watching with interest*"
},
{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "Clemont was concentrating just as intensely on the game, focusing on his ship's position more so he would miss less often. Meanwhile, Heliolisk couldn't contain his excitement and started cheering for his Trainer a bit. \"Helio-he!!\""
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "*Seeing as Brayden's strategy was pretty dumb, he lost his lives pretty quickly. And soon enough, his lives were gone. The continue screen appeared, and Greninja shook his head.* Hey Clem, how do you feel about continues?"
}
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{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "The Kalosian Gym Leader was too in the zone to realize what Brayden had called him. \"I don't mind continues. After all, it wouldn't be fun if one of us just played for a really long time.\" Once he completed a stage, it sank in and it hit him *Hard.* He *Never* Got called anything like that before, so his face was as red as a Chople Berry. Because he was so caught off-guard, he screwed up and lost a life in the process. Oh, dear..."
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "*He was oblivious to what he caused and simply popped in another coin and started playing again.* Thanks Clem! *He decided to change up his strategy and focus more on where his ship was positioned.*\n*Greninja was sitting near him, drifting off to sleep*"
},
{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "Oh Arceus, he did it again. Clemont fumbled with the joystick and just barely escaped losing another life. \"N-Not a problem!\" His voice cracked a bit as he was speaking, making him even *More* Embarrassed. Hopefully he could just distract himself with the game and get over this soon."
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "*He didn't realize what he caused, and continued to play. His new strategy worked better, and he was getting more points.* \n*His Greninja couldn't fall asleep and walked over to Heliolisk.*"
},
{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "Heliolisk saw Greninja out the corner of his eye and started to grin mischievously. \"Helio... Lisk...\" He gestured over to Clemont, who was still red-faced and struggling, and explained what happened in a hushed tone. Meanwhile, his Trainer was calming down a *Little* Bit, but not very much."
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "*Greninja started to chuckle a bit. Meanwhile, Brayden was extremely focused. He had one life left and was so close to beating the high score*"
}
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{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "*But then he died.* Ah, man! I was so close!"
},
{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "By then, the redness on Clemont's face had died down. He was still going, now on his last life. He felt so close, yet so far to reaching that high score. \"I bet I can get even closer!\" He said with a grin, his focus coming back to him as he continued to play."
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "*He had decided to watch Clemont, and was standing next to him. He was in awe at how well Clemont played, and realized how much better he was then Brayden, and couldn't help but feel a little jealous.* C'mon Clem, you've got this!"
},
{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "He wasn't going to get thrown off his game this time. Soon enough, Clemont had broken the high score! \"Look! I did it!\" He grinned widely, determined to set the bar even higher for the next person to play."
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "Hooray! You did it, dude! *He pat him on the back, sort of rough, without realizing how hard he had done it*"
},
{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "Clemont winced at the roughness, his glasses falling down the bridge of his nose. \"Ah—!\" He quickly pushed his glasses back up, being lucky enough to not get hit while his hands were off the controls. \"Thanks!\" His voice cracked a bit yet again."
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "Oh crap! I'm sorry about that, dude. *He backed away from him a bit, ashamed at how hard he hit Clemont*"
}
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{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "\"It's alright, don't worry. I'm okay,\" He replied, cheeks flushed a bit from his voice cracking. He *Hated* When his voice did that; it was really embarrassing for him and made him a bit anxious. Right now, though, he had a high score to raise. After some time of playing, he finally lost his last life and the game was over. \"I think i did pretty good!\""
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "You did amazing! *He hugged him, but then let go after a second.* Oh, uh... I'm sorry about that. I- I should've asked first, and... *His voice got quieter with each word he said*"
},
{
"author": "jaminux",
"message": "Clemont froze a bit at the sudden hug. \"N-No, it's fine, it's fine! I just, uh, wasn't expecting that... Heh...\" He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, looking away from Brayden. \"But yeah, thanks.\""
},
{
"author": "Brayden Ostrowski",
"message": "No, I shouldn't have just hugged you out of the blue. I-I should go. Sorry. *He started to walk off.*\n*His Greninja looked kind of disappointed, but slowly followed after him*"
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "Okay so it started. The track itself was easy and the rest of the racers are NPCs. (Leon has selected Hard, but what that gonna do?) Basically it's just between the two champs. Aside from being a natural at *Anything*, Leon had quite the training from his with Hop. Those two Mario Kart whenever the older brother had a chance to visit. That meant he knew how to play the motion sensor way and the traditional gamepad way. This one is like the motion sensor one, right? So the race is starting. The iconic 3, 2, 1 at the starting line that Leon hopes play like the mainstream games—hold down on the 2, revving the engine up, and then—release at the end of 3! He races past the ones at the front, already in the lead, already number one, already *The best.* Running into an item box, it rolled until landing on the most overrated item for a first placer. A banana. \n\nNo, this is fine too. Leon holds the item behind him, creating cover-up in case anyone behind him is pesky enough to get a Red shell or manage to snipe with a green shell. Coming up to a curve, Leon drifts so slick, the wheels in the game burst into flames-and he releases it to gain extra leeway, sticking to first. Checking behind him, he has someone who's in second place within distance. Sure, he's driving a respectable amount away from this person, but they're also kept close by other means."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Yeah, this driving game was definitely not Cynthia's game. She tried copying what Leon did with his pedals, holding down on it as the numbers appeared. However, she didn't catch the minor detail of having to let them go a few times during the numbers. This caused a massive blowout of her engine, spinning her out right as the green light showed up. \"Hm...\" She could catch up even with this bad start right? Well, no. She thought the driving mechanics would be similar to real life driving, so she tried applying real life logic to it. Cynthia forgot it was a game and that she was driving a kart, instead of a car, so the steering was also pretty different. The course itself wasn't nice to her either. The course was easy, for Leon perhaps, but Cynthia could never call this PINBALL TRACK an easy track. The pinballs ran into her a couple of times, even if she tried swerving out of the way. The NPCs were another problem on their own as well. They really hated her, they would not give her a moment of space! Red shells, green shells, bananas and the fake item boxes. The items she had were stolen by the ghosts which made her even more frustrated.\n\nEventually Cynthia would catch up behind Leon, even through the shitstorm of items that had brought her down. Right behind Leon, she was drafting right behind his ass. She was catching him and catching him until she hit the corners. She'd literally hit the corners, like run into them. She oversped into corners, unable to turn. After the corner was done, she'd rush to catch him once more. \"I'm catching you Leo!\""
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "Really, the whole thing is such a breeze that Leon goes on driving with one hand on the wheel just to show off his skillz. He goes Tokyo drifting around the corners, taking shortcuts, cutting through the off tracks when he acquired the super mushroom(s). He can hear the struggle of Cynthia next to him. The bashing from shells, the squish from the pinballs, and the ~~murder~~ onslaughts of items dropped in her face and thrown from the Hard leveled NPCs. Too bad. It's seems the Sinnoh champion would be biting the dust. \n\nBut not at all.\n\nSomehow she worked her way up to second place. \"That's the spirit,\" He commented as he switched his focus between his own screen and Cynthia's, before back to his own again. They were at the last lap, almost near the finish line. As they near an item box, Leon pressed on the breaks and Cynthia would zoom pass him. The items would roll on his screen. It keeps rolling, making that ringing sound—before settling on one super mushroom. Eh. Leon could've settled for a red shell, but this one is fine too. ~~He wanted to go with the disrespect.~~ \n\nYou see, Leon has some foresight. He only slammed on his breaks and let Cynthia pass because—wait for it. An alarm. Alarms were ringing. Like thick horns, a sound that screams \"Warning\" And \"Dangerous.\" Leon steps on the accelerator and speeds up, cutting corners like he have to gain up to Cynthia, but still keeping the repectable distance for *That thing.* He drives to the side as to not get into the trajectory of the Arceus-forsaken BLUE SHELL. The bane of existence for everyone in Mario Kart unless you're dirt last. Like a blur, it passes Leon, locked onto the person in first place. Cynthia.\n\nLeon sees a cut in the course, a shortcut he can use his super mushroom to speed through the off track and then to the finish line. The alarms are louder and the Blue Shell is whirling above the Sinnoh Champion. \"You did well,\" He starts, his voice soft as if awe inspired by Cynthia's efforts. But then his expression does a 180, a grin stretched across his face like Gengar caught being mischievous; his eyes narrowed down in this nasty evil and villainous look that doesn't fit Leon at all. ~~This is for dramatic effects~~. \"But this is as far as you'll go!\" Using his item, he sped past the blonde and race toward the finish line. The game is pretty much a win for him at this rate—"
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{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Yeah no. Shooting zombies in a mall where they try and rush you from every direction? She panicked, and she panicked very hard. Cynthia only brought Leon to this game, thinking it'd be fun, fun to shoot the incoming zombies but damn. The graphics were so graphic, so much splattering blood, brains and even the eyes flew out of their sockets if shot correctly. The violence was definitely not Cynthia's thing, nor was the weapon she had to wield. Cynthia's gun was the same as Leon's but the trigger was a little heavier, meaning she had to apply additional force when pulling it. This meant the zombies had more time to approach Cynthia, and the closer distance only meant the body parts would come splattering all over the screen much easier. There was also the problem with reloading. Cynthia forgot a few times that you actually needed to have your foot on the pedal for the gun to reload, leading her to pull the trigger without any ammo. Eventually, her lack of experience and fear of the bloody zombies led her to be cornered by a couple of them. They began closing in on her, emotionless zombies, wanting to eat her...\"LEON!\" She screamed out. \"HELP!!!!\""
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "So much for not being *Dead* Weight (get it? Because they're fighting zombies?) Leon has to cover up for Cynthia as they got too close, in for a swipe. Now, he could've literally left her for dead but that's not how the Galar champ do things. No one gets left behind. Somehow the blonde got herself into a pinch. Have she ever played this before? Probably not since her head is always stuck in the ruins or books. Bet partying doesn't involve shooting half-dead brains out either. \n\nLeon was doing good at his end. If he's not guaranteed a headshot, he shoots the zombies' kneecaps which makes them stumble enough to become an easy target. \"Keep your eyes peel out for items—like this one!\" Leon shoots something shining in the distance, as that was how you pick up items in this game. \"We'll be at a checkpoint soon. Then you'll be able to heal—\" (That is, the checkpoint is at the end of the stage.) But where was the female besides screaming her head out, surrounded by only a couple of zombies? Leon shoots them quickly. One a headshot and the one in the knee before at the chest. \"Are you scared?\" That's going to be troublesome but he can work with that. Thankfully, Leon had obtained a first aid kit. He needs to heal Cynthia if they're going to face *It.* So he did. It's not like he needed it anyway. Eventually, as the two scaled on, they were met with—the boss of the area!\n\nIt's some ogre-like thing, skin green, spine jutting out its back. A grotesque creature. When the battle starts, little gleams of red encompassed areas where the weak spots could be. \"Alright, Cyn! Just shoot it in the weak spots and that'll make it stumble before it could hit you! Or shoot it just as it's about to hit you and that will stop it—\" As the ogre thing lifted a car and threw it toward them, Leon would barrage it with his shots to break it. \"Let's work together!\" He also has a couple items up his sleeves. A flash bomb and a molotov. He's saving those for the right time, though."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "The Sinnoh Champ would simply run into a corner and allow Leon to come in the like the knight in bloody splattered armour that he was. Leon could have simply let her die and carry on his own. Cynthia was being deadweight to him in this game since all she was shoot in every single direction, missing more than half of her shots. The other percentage of the shots that hit barely hit the critical areas, allowing the zombies to casually move in on her. Leon's predictions on her were right, she had never played this kind of arcade game.\n\n\"YES, YES I AM SCARED LEO!\" Cynthia didn't want to see any more of the gore splattering across the screen. Intestines, eyes and blood continued to splat into their screens as Leon shot the remaining zombies in front of her. Soon, she'd follow the advice of Leon, shooting something in the distance to pick up a little item, that item being a bomb? Some kind of bomb that she could throw whenever she needed it. Right after she'd pick up the item, she saw her health bar rise up swiftly, indicating that she was being healed by Leon. At first, she was confused as why Leon would even bother to keep her alive when all she was doing was spraying bullets wherever she could. Not only was she wasting bullets, but she was also slowing him down by making him save her many times over and over again. Until she saw why.\n\nThere was an ugly bastard waiting for them at the end. It reminded Cynthia of a Garbodor but admitting that would be an insult to the Garbodors. She raised her arcade machine rifle up again and pulled the trigger. All she did was just shoot the ugly bastard with all the ammo she had before she had to reload. Her aim wasn't good enough to hit the weak points, meaning she had to rely on just shooting at it. After her ammo ran out, she yeeted the fucking bomb towards the monster. \"TAKE COVER!\""
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{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "That was only the first level?! After all of her efforts, all of the triggers that she pulled, the zombies that she shot, the flesh and blood that she saw splatter all over her screen and the boss they battled, that was only the first level!? Leon had to be lying right? No way there was another level after this, if she had to go through this again, but at a harder level with even more blood and gore... No way, she was out for good. There was no way she was gonna shoot more zombies, only to have their intestines all over the screen, she had enough zombie body parts for one day. Maybe another day when she's watched a couple of zombie movies.\n\nThe finale of the level however, was quite spectacular. The grenade that she had thrown did immense amount of damage to the boss, hitting the legs and the vital areas. Cynthia herself had yeeted the grenade wherever, hoping it would do the maximum amountt of damage which it did! She couldn't fathom the possible outcomes if she had missed that grenade or had thrown it at Leon's avatar. The worst she could imagine was that they'd lose the game but what would've happened to Leon's avatar? A great big splat? Eek, she wasn't thinking about that.\n\n\"Ah... Yay...\" She responded weakly, putting down the gun and going over to high-five Leon. However, due to the weight of the weapon putting strain on her arms and the constant shooting, her arms fell before they could come into contact with Leon's hand, going for his head and then headpatting him instead. \"Ah... I don't think I could do another round. I might throw up my lunch heh...\""
},
{
"author": "lone.the.star",
"message": "L:The headpats was unexpected and Leon felt the pressures. He's more or less used to it when Raihan does it to bully him, but getting one from Cynthia made him feel so small. \"O-oi...\" He says with an irked smile tugging at his lips. He brushes that hand away before he could settle for the comfortable feeling. He usually doesn't want to sound so gruff when but that patting got to him. \"We don't need to play anymore then,\" He said and turns away from her. The number on the screen is counting down for them to move on or not. If they're not going to continue, they'll just have to let the time run out. \n\nWhat other games can they play? Oh! The punching bag strength game! It's as simple as it sounds. You give the best punch you can give and the number adds up to 999 for the highest! That'll be easy for Leon to get. He just wants to see how much the Sinnoh Champion is capable. \"Let's try this one next.\" He puts down his own gun and steps away from their current machine. At the corner of the arcade is the punching bag game. He steps up to plate and press the reset button so that it could start and go back to zero. \n\n\"Watch and learn,\" He said and he gives himself some arm rolls, shoulder rolls, the works. Giving some space between himself and the punching bag, he readies him—and then takes a step forward to gain momentum for his flying fist. He throws his right hand and arm forward into a straight jab, knocking the bag and the number starts climbing! It keeps going and going up until... 990! Not too bad! But it could've been better. \"Just nine away from the max... Oh well.\" Leon scratches the back of his head as if embarrassed he failed. \"Your turn!\" He says this with a bit of a knowing tone."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "The head pat were purely accidental, something out of Cynthia's control. It was even more confusing when Leon pushed her hand away, but still showed a little curvature of the lips as he did so. *Ah... So he likes head pats... Another weakness to add!* A small smile appeared on her face as she discovered a weakness to use against the champion. The words that came out of his mouth, a little stutter which made Cynthia's heart jolt a little, the little *\"O-oi\"* Sounded so cute to her! \"Yeah, sorry if about that Leo... We can play this game another day when I'm feeling a little bit more confident heh...\"\n\nNext, Cynthia was face to face with a punching machine. You had to punch as hard as you could to get the highest score, that being 999. She'd watch Leon go first, seeing as he chose this game. Cynthia did indeed wonder if Leon did have the real muscles that possessed power rather than those showy muscles that were only for display. Her answer soon came when Leon smashed out a high 990, only 9 off the maximum achievable score of 999. \"So they aren't just for show... Heheh.\" She gave Leon a little clap, applauding him for his efforts before giving him another head pat, this time with purpose. \n\n\"Now, let me have a try at this punching bag.\" Before punching, she examined the punching bag and the mechanism, wanting to bring out the most of her punch. After positioning the bag where she wished to hit it, she positioned herself as well. She gave herself a few practice swings, rotating her body and pushing her arm forward at the same time for maximum power. Now, it was her time to give it a hefty punch. She readied her footing, pulled back and smashed her fist into the punching bag as hard as she could, the bag hitting the mechanism and the score rising up. 988....989...990... Did she get the same score as Le- 991! She achieved one higher than Leon! \"Ooh! That hurt my fist...\" She turned around and look at Leon, smiling. \"Do you wish to go go again Leo~?\""
},
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"author": "Leon.",
"message": "He honestly doubt Cynthia would get the number up to 500, so he stood to the side folding his arms. That little headpat—he made *Sure* Not to show any emotion on that. It took a bit before the female started her punch. She inspected the thing like it was a new artifact. Then, she did some shadow boxing as if *That'll* Help! It was kind of funny to see her ready herself up. Does it really need all that time? \"Just go already, Cyn.\" He would add in his mind, *\"You know when you're already beat.\"* When the blonde finally throws her punch though, it was quite the smack! Leon can see it in the motions of her body that it was going to be a good score!\n\nThe numbers were climbing and holy Everstone!—it reached up all the way to the 900s already! It kept climbing until 988...989...990... Is it going to stop? It seemed to have stalled out there so Leon releases his breath. Wait. Was he holding it in this whole time? Theeeen—991?! Leon showed his surprise obviously by unfolding his arms and widening his eyes. \"C-congrats, Cynthia,\" He says again and grits his teeth. When she offered for him to try again, the champ does his arm rolls and step forward. \"With pleasure!\"\n\nSo Cynthia warmed herself up, huh? Well, Leon could do that too but he doesn't want to waste his energy right now. Fine. He'll just give it a different punch. Readying himself by picking a leaned over stance, Leon holds his fists up. He needs the right time to strike and the time is—NOW! Throwing his whole weight into this punch, also with the pivot of his body to the left, Leon gives a right hook to the machine and the numbers quickly rise up. Up, up until—**YES**! 999! The max score! \"See? I could've made it but that was... Just a warm up before.\" He beamed at this silly accomplishment, putting his hands on his hips. \"Alright! Let's play another game. Since your fist hurts and all.\" He pats the blonde's hand before patting her shoulder.\n\nNoticing a familiar voice that rung out *\"SUPER SMASH BROTHERRRS!\"* Leon was hooked like a Mothim to light. \"There!\" It's the most popular game right now! Finding his way toward it since it's a short distance from here to there anyway, Leon sits himself down and grab the GameCube remote. \"Let's play!\" He seems really happy."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Cynthia would look as Leon prepared his second punch of the machine. Now she saw a glimpse of Leon's power, she began analysing everything he was doing. From his moment, to his footing and his focus on the punching bag. After running a few calculations and a couple simulations within her mind, she could predict Leon achieving a score of 995+ and that was the lowest number her simulations could result within her brain. Cynthia was always an observer, simulator and a predicter, most of her predictions coming through within a battle or daily life... But she couldn't always rely upon them. However, in situations like these, since nothing was to gain nor to lose, predictions weren't bad.\n\nWell, it appears her predictions and simulations had come correct! Leon with his stance, his movement and momentum had allowed him to... Oh, he smashed out the maximum possible score. So does muscles aren't just for show... Mhm... I wonder if he can pick me up. She wondered to herself as Leon achieved the highest possible score, looking real proud of himself. To be fair on him, who wouldn't be? Gaining the maximum score on a machine which almost never gives you the maximum score, it's a scam really. \"Well done Leo! I'm proud of you!\" She gave another head pat soon after, holding on, wanting to see what would happen if she continued doing it.\n\nBefore Cynthia could congratulate the champion any further, she saw Leon running away to another arcade machine, which really wasn't an arcade machine. It was a kiosk kind of thing which had a switch on it, controllers and a massive screen so two players could play. Something about Super Smash Brothers? Something about smashing? Smashing, that was a word related to two kind of things, smashing something into pieces and... Well Cynthia wasn't going to think about the second meaning of smashing since she knew Leon was clueless to think about that one as well. So she hurried off, not wanting to lose Leon in the sea of other people.\n\nOnce Cynthia made her way to the next station for gaming, she could see that Super Smash Brothers was a fighting game! She too grabbed the GameCube controller thingy, she didn't know what it was. She grabbed the controller and stood next to Leon, looking at the screen with interest. \"So... We fight against each other on this game?\" A stupid question to be asked but Cynthia wanted to make sure."
},
{
"author": "Leon.",
"message": "\"Yep!\" He answers so brightly like a child showing his own *Mother* How to play a game. As they booted up from the menu and then to the SMASH selection, Leon picks the common stage—the Battlefield, normal type, items on (for Cynthia), stock battle with three stocks, and no time. \"You can call it *Smashing!* We pick characters from this roster full of iconic game characters and battle in a stadium. Here, I'll pick...\" Leon moves his cursor around on screen. \"Captain Falcon!\" He picks his character just as the announcer said its name. \"Now you pick, Cyn.\" After the female would pick her character, Leon, got them started.\n\nIt started and their characters are spawned onto the stage. \"Do you know how to play?\" He asked. Leon might be someone who wants to win and doesn't like to hold back but winning against a total newbie wouldn't feel so good, would it? Leon explains the rules (I'm gonna assume you know how to play SSBU, Zen), and made sure to demonstrate by showing it through his own character. If Cynthia didn't get it even through that, Leon helped by leaning over to the female and moving her fingers along with his instructions. \"Remember, if you're falling off stage, press up and B at the same time and you'll perform a recovery.\" He finishes.\n\nIf she has all of that understood, they could finally fight! Leon had distance himself when showing the controls to Cynthia so that they wouldn't hit each other. Now he'll see if she actually *Listened.*"
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "\"Hm.\" Whilst Leon was going through the rules and such, Cynthia would be looking through the character selections. There were characters in various sizes and shapes, some with swords and some with a bow and arrow. Whatever character she chose, she probably would lose to Leon anyway since he seemed really confident in telling her all the rules. He was even able to change the rules and such with a couple of selections of the button. However, something gave her a little hope since this was what she thought during the Mario Kart game, and she won that one. So she stopped doubting herself and focused on the game.\n\nThe numerous amount of characters made Cynthia's indecisiveness erupt out of her brain once more. She would've taken a very long to decide if she hadn't seen the randomiser choice near the bottom right. Instead of choosing herself, she'd choose that option, wanting anything since even with her confidence, she was going to lose anyway. As the stage was set, and the battle begin title was shown, Cynthia finally caught a glimpse of her character! It was a robot! Apparently it was called R.O.B. And Cynthia had no idea what those letters were meant to stand for.\n\nCynthia looked at the controls, letting Leon explain to her as she sneakily snuck a few hits in with the A-Button, laughing as she did. She needed all the advantage she needed."
},
{
"author": "Leon.",
"message": "RIGHT! The battle is going to commence. It's funny how Cynthia's character is ROB. ~~He's big enough to take all the electric knees in the face.~~ So, yeah, finished with the explaining, it was time for the action. Leon made Captain Falcon run forward and the guy is fast so he's able to cover so much ground. Going for a grab, he held onto the collar of the robot and pummeled the thing a couple of times before forward throwing. Quickly, Leon follows up with a short hop and forward air, initiating the electric knee and hearing the satisfying *Thunk* Of it as it connected with a solid blow. Now that ROB is just over the edge, Leon makes sure to land first before jumping over the other character and performing a down-air for an attempted spike."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Out of sheer panic, she began button mashing. There was no sign of the instructions that Leon told her, instead, just a loud noise of button mashing coming from Cynthia's side. It appears, button mashing actually works! A blast of powerful energy shot out from rob, sending the Falcon backwards, soon after, her character would begin spinning like a beyblade, smashing into the Falcon a couple of times, knocking it back once more. Of course, this was only after Leon was going for the spike. Before he could jump, the blast of energy would've slammed into the Falcon. Cynthia was having so much fun with this! Seeing her robot transform into a beyblade and run into Leon's character. Perhaps she could even get used to this? Maybe she could beat Leon at this game too?! She's gonna have to see!"
},
{
"author": "Leon.",
"message": "Of course ROB's special stopped him! Not only that, but he was followed up with a side-B, getting bashed back. Of course. All beginners like to button mash and Cynthia isn't an exception. Even after instructing her, it's common for newbies to be overwhelmed than fight in a more tactical way. *Which will be her downfall, Leon is sure.* He distances himself from his enemy. The only moves that could get to the Captain is ROB's special and down-B, which is the robot's toy, the gyro. As she's wildin' over there, Leon noticed an item dropping onto the stage. Oh. Right. He added items for Cynthia's sake. Usually Leon fought with *No* Items but since this was for fun, might as well. Grabbing the sticky bomb, Leon made Capt. Falcon throw it and it sticks onto ROB. He waits patiently, making sure to distance his character so that Cynthia doesn't make her character switch that sticky bomb off to him!"
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Unfortunately for Leon, Cynthia regained her composure as she developed herself into the action. As Leon threw the sticky bomb towards ROB, she quickly pressed Up B, letting ROB activate his thrusters and moving quickly away from the bomb. However, the bomb did snugly latch onto ROB meaning that it could be exploded by Leon at any given point. As Cynthia saw the bomb latch onto her character, she'd dash towards Falcon, not wanting to let him get out of the explosion radius. Right as Rob got near Falcon, Cynthia would command another beyblade spinny attack, wanting Falcon to be caught up as close he could physically be to the bomb. \"You're not going to blow me up that easily Leo!\" She'd exclaim happily as she initiated the spinning attack."
},
{
"author": "Leon.",
"message": "Cynthia seems to be getting the hang of it. Her reaction time is good as she almost dodged that sticky bomb. Yet, it still latched on and Leon sees the big metal box running toward his character. \"Sorry, not sorry, Cynthia! You'll have to blow up by yourself!\" He perfectly parries that beyblade move, before quickly jumping up on the platform above them and then continues to leap from leverage to leverage. That's where he landed near a green shell that just spawned and Leon made the Captain *Yeet* The item toward the other."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "\"Ah!\" Her eyes were glued to Falcon as he leapt over her spinning beyblade attack. However, she did see the parry move from Leon and as the Green Shell came rushing towards her, she'd parry that item back towards him. Right as the Green Shell would rush towards him, she'd control ROB to dash after Falcon, wanting to get as close to him before she could fire off a major attack. After the Green Shell hit her, she charged up her B-Move, that being the Galactic Supernova Laser beam. A purple, orange, yellow and white laser beam came shooting out of ROB's face, heading straight towards Falcon."
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{
"author": "Leon.",
"message": "The shell hit Leon's character because he wasn't expecting for Cynthia to parry it! To parry in the Ultimate game, she had to click a shoulder button quick and then release just in time. Of course the Sinnoh champion is able to learn something fast just from watching! And that's not all. ROB's Robo Beam shot out for him and Captain took that damage. Since he wasn't so high percentage, Leon is able to take that all before going for a Falcon Kick, his down-B! It rushed toward Cynthia's character who's already so close."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "The button mashing began once more as Cynthia saw Leon perform the Down-B attack. She could have easily ran away from him by controlling ROB with her joy-cons but in the heat of the moment, she panicked. This caused her to press the right shoulder bottom, activating the defensive bubble! The Falcon Kick bounced off of ROB's body, doing absolutely no damage. Right after the defensive bubble wore off, she whipped out the signature spinning beyblade move, wanting to deal as much damage as possible to the Leon's character."
},
{
"author": "Leon.",
"message": "Captain got hit by that, flinching back and then falling just over the side of the stage. Luckily, the character hung on and scrambled back on stage, hitting first. Leon wasn't expecting this to be such a tussle. Cynthia's button mashing is actually saving her butt. Or, she could be a natural. He'll just have to wait and see!\n**...**\n... So what seems like a while because well, somehow ROB's moves keep prioritizing over Captain's. Eventually both are at the last stock, high damage. Leon only got down to here because items. Otherwise he wouldn't be so near losing against a total newbie! Being careful, the Galarian moves his character around on the platforms, worried that Cynthia's ROB would lob another item at him or blast a Robo Beam. Just as he landed, a Bomb-omb appeared at his character's feet! He picks it up and pivots the Captain around, throwing it. He hopes that the explosion would at least shield poke ROB and send that metal box out of the arena. But.\n\nJust in time, a Smart Bomb spawned between the both of them, in the air and the Bomb-omb crashed it, making a growing explosion that filled the stage. Seeing as Leon couldn't escape if it meant he have to jump off the stage and into his demise, he took it and hopefully tried directional inputting to keep his character alive."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "A natural? Her? Not really. All she was doing was mashing the buttons and hoping something good would come out of it. The buttons she pressed had resulted in her bringing out surprisingly moves out of ROB's arsenal but those were only a one time thing. No matter how hard she mashed the buttons again, the moves she did before would never come out again. Unless it was the spinning beyblade rotate arms attack or the supernova laser beam attack.\n\nHer lack of experience with the video game would soon show up as both of them lost lives to each other, mostly Cynthia getting fucked up by Leon, only for her to attack him when he was low so they could equal the score. Once they were down to their last lives and had sustained high amounts of damage, Cynthia thought she could take the game and win another arcade game for herself, however, her lack of experience finally caught up when an item appeared on stage. The item was hit by a walking bomb which only resulted in that item blowing up as well. This was where Cynthia lost as she didn't know what it was, seeing the two explosions, she tried dashing away but it was too late already. She saw Falcon jump off the stage, hoping to evade the blast which was something Cynthia could have done if she didn't panic. The blast radius caught her up, damaging her heavily before... YEETING her off the stage.\n\nThat was game over! Leon had won the Super Smash Brothers Ultimate game! Although Cynthia was disappointed with her loss, she couldn't help but smile. This game was so much fun! Who knew games could be this fun when playing with someone who's close to you. \"Ah... I guess I lost.\" Even through her words, she still smiled."
},
{
"author": "Leon.",
"message": "Leon breathed out, sitting back. That was too much of a close match that it was aggravating. Oh well, Leon won, right? He set down the GameCube remote gently before springing back up on his feet and giving his Charizard pose. \"That was a good match.\" ~~It would've been better with no items.~~ \"Let's play another game,\" He suggests and tugs Cynthia on her feet. Defeat always leaves a bitter taste on anyone. It's time for them to have fun now. Looking around quickly, he spots some lights flashing over yonder—with music playing so loudly, it could attract a crowd. The game is Dance Dance Revolution. \"You said you like to dance, right, Cyn?\" He drags her toward the area just as a couple of kids got off of it, done with their session.\n\n\"How about you show me what those parties taught you?\" Leon doesn't really want to dance so he rather watch her play. Although, he has fond memories working together on a song, trying to achieve perfects with his little brother. It really makes him want to see Hop more. Maybe he'll hit his baby brother up after this to see how he's doing, who's he hanging out with, if he's staying out of trouble. If their mother isn't around, he needs to check up on him! He can't count on Sonia all the time!"
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{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "She began selecting a song through the vast variety of tunes. There were just too many for her to choose! Even selecting one would've given her a hint of disappointment as she wanted to dance to so many more. Since they did only play one game of each and her stomach was beginning to feel hungry again, Cynthia gladly settled on one song for the time being. The chosen song was a song that was played vigorously in the clubs she had attended in the past. A song by Pitbull, featuring another artist known as Kesha. \"Timber... I've heard this song way too many times to miss out heh.\" After selecting the song on the machine, she'd give herself a nice stretch, getting all of her body parts warmed up for the song.\n\nThe song began flowing through the machine and through Cynthia's ears. The tune, the lyrics and the music instruments making the song what it is began making her body move. It wouldn't be long before the game began as the arrows began pelting down onto their screen. Cynthia just tapped her feet on all the arrows gracefully, not missing a single step. Even her hands would be waving in the air even if they weren't really necessary for the game. Cynthia wasn't just playing the game, but she was dancing as if she was like in the club. \"Woo!\" A cry of cheer came out of her mouth as she began enjoying herself. \"Come on Leo! Let's go go go!\""
},
{
"author": "Leon.",
"message": "Leon speculated she was going to pick one of those pop songs. It has his chest tightening up and he puts a hand to head, worried. Right. It doesn't matter about flair or anything with Leon. He's going for points. It's just a game so he's going to play it as one! As it's starting up, Leon glances at Cynthia, before looking back at the screen... Then glancing at Cynthia again, before looking back at the screen. *The hell is he doing.* Starting up, the tune is something recognizable. On the screen which is in front of them, there's a camera. It showed both of them, so it's like a mirror in a way.\n\nSoon, there were arrows flanking the screen immediately since Cynthia had picked the hardest level. Leon welcomes that. Now, while the blonde is showing off her hips and waving her hands, Leon didn't go for show. That's saved for his Pokémon. The champ himself as a human isn't so well on upbeat dancing. He prefer more calm movements surprisingly. Alas, this song calls for excitement. He tapped his feet to the keys on the floor, not caring if he's getting points on effects, rather *Accuracy.* He'll save the fancy-shmancy moves for when he's with his little brother, someone who welcomes his awkward shuffling.\n\nEven though it doesn't seem like he's having fun—he is! Time and time, he glances over to see Cynthia joyfully calling out and if the other is having a blast then that's good enough for him. \"Ha! I'm doing my best!\" His feet would catch with the rhythm, racking up quite the score. The sudden movements *Does* Get him worrying if he'd slip, though. Thankfully, he had the right kind of shoes."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Many would believe that Cynthia in her high heels would've tripped and fallen many times on the slippery machine surface but no, she was moving as fluently as ever. None of her dance moves would've missed a single tile as the arrows pelted down on their screen, racking up incredibly amounts of points. This was the only game Cynthia was fully confident at that she could win, how could she not? She's been to many clubs where they actually had a Dance Dance Revolution machine! Even without that reason, Cynthia had been to clubs, dancing around like this even in high heels.\n\nAs the song hit the midpoint, Cynthia was having incredible amounts of fun, shaking her hips around which led to her shaking her booty around as well. The Kommo-O scales on her hair and outfit was clanging around, making it sound as if a real Kommo-O was in the arcade. There was nothing stopping this lady as she banged her head to the music, waving her arms around once more as her legs did all the work for her, achieving more and more points by the second. Whilst she was banging her head around, her eyes were still glued to the screen, not wanting to break the perfect chain of points she was gaining.\n\nDuring moments of where there weren't any arrows falling from the top of the screen, Cynthia would give a little glance over towards Leon, hoping he was doing well as well. \"Come on Leo~! Keep up Keep up! Don't let me down!\" She'd call out to him, encouraging him to dance to his fullest, as if it was his last. The rhythm picked right back up, and Cynthia returned to dancing her hardest."
},
{
"author": "Leon.",
"message": "\"You're starting to sound like my mom...\" Leon mumbles under his breath, but he's still smiling. He means the nagging part. Although his mother is a sweet angel, she doesn't take the position of \"Champion\" As anything different from \"Son.\" He didn't get PERFECTs all the time but he's able to catch up. Times when he felt he'd fall, he grabbed at the railing behind his back. Meanwhile, Leon wishes he took off his Charizard jacket as it got in the way as he swayed and moved around. So when it felt like there was a break in the song, he grabbed the jacket by its collar and flung it off of him... Unknowingly in Cynthia's face.\n\n\"Ah! Excuse—Cynthia?\" He can tell the clothing hit someone, because he realized he threw it in the way of the female! Obviously Leon stopped moving his own feet. With that distraction, their points are most likely lost."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "\"FGNHG!!\" The Charizard jacket had indeed hit Cynthia directly on the face, blinding her for the moment being. During those moments of blindness, Cynthia's feet had twisted up with one another. This could only lead to disaster as she lost her balance, and of course her heels weren't doing her any favours either. \"AHHHHHH!\" Cynthia's screams could be heard above the music as she flailed her arms about, needing to grab onto something but grabbing onto nothing. All she could do was, fall, fall and fall, still blinded by the jacket. She couldn't see who's it was but there was Leon's scent... Oh she's gonna kill this bitch.\n\nA thud on the machine as Cynthia landed on the back, landing on the tiles of the machine as she laid sprawled. \"Mhm... Leo...\" She finally removed the jacket off of her face, her hair looking like a mess and her expression holding nothing but annoyance, pain and agony. \"Why...?\""
},
{
"author": "Leon.",
"message": "\"Uh, whoops...?\" Leon kneels over and tries to help Cynthia up. \"Are you okay? You're not *That* Old so your back shouldn't hurt so much, right?\" ... That wasn't tactical to say but the champ meant that as the blonde being young still! Getting her to her feet at least, he has her arm around his shoulders so that he could at least relocate the blonde to a bench in the area. After settling her down, he checked on her such as her feet since that's where she got tangled up in her tangle. \"That was an accident, Cyn, count on it.\" At the back of his head, he thought the whole thing was kind of funny. Leon is one to laugh about his mistakes if there's not too much at the stakes.\n\nIn an attempt to cheer her up, he complimented on her dancing. \"You were really great out there! You had me *Beat*, Cyn! Be proud of yourself!\" It was getting late nonetheless as Leon looked toward the open entrance of the arcade and night was settling in. Were they in here that long? That's the magic of arcades. They're like a time machine once you step in them. \"I'll treat you to one last thing before we go back, how about that?\""
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{
"author": "Nicole",
"message": "Nicole walked into the arcade. This wasn't the kind of place where she would usually hang out, what with the flashing lights and loud, \"Banging\" Music, as opposed to the chill music she would normally listen to, but this would be a good opportunity to step out of her comfort zone. She'd been staying in the comfort zone for a long time, and the arcade would be a good break from all that. She headed over to a Super Smash Bros. Machine and waited for someone to come play with her."
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "Zoro went ahead and walked into the arcade after Meteor convinced him to.\nHe yawned some and wandered about, his Infernape looking around before pointing to the SSB Machine some Rotom were mumbling about.\nZoro went over, and came across Nicole. He waved at her and soon spoke.\"Would you care for a match?\"He spoke in a calm and friendly manner, despite looking like one of the more intimidating peoples."
},
{
"author": "Nicole",
"message": "\"I would love to have a match,\" Nicole said. She popped a credit into the machine, causing the opening movie to play. Nicole pressed a button to skip the cutscene, then selected the \"Smash\" Option. She had played this game many times, but she'd stopped a while ago. Nicole picked Final Destination, and then the announcer said, \"CHOOSE YOUR FIGHTER!\" Nicole didn't know who to play as. She was a little bit rusty. She ended up picking Cloud, then changing to the fourth alternate costume. She said to Zoro, \"Now you choose.\" She wiped her hands on her vest. She couldn't have slippery hands."
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "Zoro never played before. Must be all those times... Being champion- but either way, he nodded, then decided to pick Little Mac, because he thought this was like fighting games.\nMeteor went onto Zoro's back and just watched, looking at Nicole for a few moments."
},
{
"author": "Nicole",
"message": "\"You sure about that?\" Nicole said quietly as the game loaded. On the left side of the screen was Cloud, posing against a red background, and on the right side was Little Mac on a blue background. \"FIGHT!\" The announcer called out. Cloud rushed at Little Mac with his gigantic sword."
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "After Zoro's Infernape, named Meteor made some monkey noises, Zoro smiled then responded.\"...Yeah.\"He said, staring at the screen.\nLittle Mac proceeded to rush at Cloud and grab the big sword man, down throw him, then proceeded to punch like no tomorrow."
},
{
"author": "Nicole",
"message": "Nicole did not expect this guy to be so good. But then again, she was rusty. Nicole let instinct take over, pressing the special-move button while jumping to make Cloud perform a rising attack. Nicole pressed the button again, knocking Zoro's character to the ground and following up with a neutral attack once Cloud landed."
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "Meteor made some other noises as Zoro then reacted fast, Mac doing a getup attack to get Cloud off him before he sprinted at him and charged a down-smash, releasing it upon Cloud either getting up, a getup attack, or rolling behind Mac.\n\"Ey, ima be honest friend, this is my first time playing. Am I doing good?\"He asked."
},
{
"author": "Nicole",
"message": "\"Yeah. But not good enough,\" Nicole said with a smirk. A beeping sound came from Cloud, indicating that his Limit Charge was full. Nicole silently walked Cloud right up to Little Mac, then crouched and pressed the special-move button. Cloud unleashed a whirlwind attack. It did no damage, but it sent Little Mac flying off the screen."
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{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "\"...Huh- well, I suppose I'm better in Pokemon battles than whatever this is.\"Zoro said, chuckling a bit. Assuming it's an arcade game here, it should be over.\"But either way, I'm Zoro, what's yours?\""
},
{
"author": "Nicole",
"message": "Nicole clicked the attack button three times to continue to the next battle. \"I'm Nicole,\" She said to Zoro. Then, she waited for him to select a stage."
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "\"I'm Zoro. This is my brother, Meteor.\"Zoro said as then, Meteor went ahead and selected Town & City. Looks like the monkey gonna play."
},
{
"author": "Nicole",
"message": "Nicole wanted to switch it up this battle. She looked through the game's wide assortment of playable characters, hovering her cursor over Corrin but deciding to play as Ness. She equipped Ness' second alt and waited for Zoro."
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "Zoro simply watched while Meteor went ahead, and picked Ken. The monkey gaming.\nMeteor was ready now.\n\"So where do you come from?\"Zoro asked Nicole."
},
{
"author": "Nicole",
"message": "This was going to be fun. Nicole said to Meteor, \"You sure you wanna do that?\" The opening screen showed again. Ness vs. Ken. The announcer started the battle, and Nicole just went ham. She threw a barrage of elemental projectiles at Meteor's character, preventing Ken from even touching Ness."
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "\"...Yeah.\"Meteor spoke. As soon as he got one hit in on Ness.\nIt was a 0-to-Death, ending in a firey Shoyuken.\"...Because, you may be good at projectile spam. I'm good a killing.\"Meteor added.\nThe infernape talked-"
},
{
"author": "Nicole",
"message": "Nicole dropped the controller, very angry. She threw her hands up in frustration, then knelt on the ground. Then, she stood back up. \"Good job.\""
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "\"Thanks.\"Meteor smiled.\n\"So where'd you learn to play like that?\"Zoro decided to ask.\n\"Eh. A Rotom taught me.\"Meteor responded, then went to explore the arcade.\n\"...Well now that that's over... I'm Zoro. What's yours?\"He asked, being calm despite the rage moment Nicole had."
},
{
"author": "Nicole",
"message": "\"I thought I already told you,\" Nicole said. \"I'm Nicole from Kalos.\" Nicole stood up and walked away from the machine, going over to a hammer game to hopefully win some prizes."
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "\"You did?...Ah, must've forgotten. Nice to meet you, Nicole!\"Zoro said, smiling.\"Maybe we can have a pokemon battle one day, if you'd like.\""
},
{
"author": "Nicole",
"message": "\"That would be really nice,\" Nicole said. \"I will see you around, then.\" Nicole popped a credit into the machine and swung the hammer. The meter almost reached the top, but not quite. An automated voice said, \"Congratulations! You win one hundred tickets! Redeem them at the cashier!\" Nicole went to another machine."
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "Zoro nodded to Nicole, then smiled.\"Either way, I'll see you later, Nicole.\"And with that, he went to Meteor and exited the arcade to go explore more of the island."
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{
"author": "Zap",
"message": "Zap had grabbed a map on the way out of the airport, but it was still shocked at how *Small* The island was! There weren't any big skyscrapers? No internet cafes? Not even a train station? Who told these people to live in the middle of the ocean? Well at least *He* Had his gadgets. And this place had an arcade! That's where he was headed! He stepped into the dim lit building and tossed his things to the side, ignoring all the games unless they were flashing lights and blasting music; he was only after the rhythm games."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark took a step in, looking around the area \"Huh, so this is an arcade huh? I know they had similar things in other regions but this is just... Wow..\" Magnezone floated in and took quick look before going into a corner and reading, nothing interesting him, mismagius on the other hand was ecstatic, flying in and out of machines, seeing what was available to play. Infernape also walked in and looked at one of the boxing bag things you would find in an arcade. He wheeled back before giving a massive fire punch that sends the bag rocketing back into the machine. Infernape smiles \"Hehe, still got it bud, now, lets see what they have, and no stealing prizes, we win them fair and square\" Mismagius frowns at that, flying out a crane machine."
},
{
"author": "[S][U][N][N][Y] [M][A][Y][D][A][Y]",
"message": "A boy was playing 2D arcade video game. However they were playing absolutely horribly. Their movements seem uncomfortable as he suffered to try to understand what he was doing. Beside him was his Malimar who was player two and was kicking his ass hard. \"C-cant you tone it down? I don't know how to play this, 'fighter street?' He butchers the name of the game horribly as his Malimar couldn't help hut snort. It does a extremely flashy combo, ending the game as the boy sighs.And scratched his head. \"Coming here was a big mistake... I should have known\" The timid male dug into the wallet and gave 5 pokedollars to the Malimar, \"Here, exchange these for quarters and have fun, I'd like some time to myself\" The Malimar greedily used its psychedelic powers to go to the ATM and change the money to quarters"
},
{
"author": "Zap",
"message": "\"They better have somethin' here, because if they don't I'm *Making* My own game. Ya know what I mean, don't you, Zippi?\" He looked down to the Pom-Pom Oricorio who was bouncing along after him. She seemed pretty comfortable here, but when she saw the games in here weren't like the normal ones, she was a bit confused. \"Heheh, it's not like the ones back home. But we'll make it work, won't we?\" There was something not so innocent about the smile he had on his face when he said that.\n\nIn the corner of the arcade, he found a rhythm game. \"Hell yeah! It's a little dated but nothin' I can't fix up!\" He snickered. Even though his suitcases were off to the side, he had a smaller bag with him, filled with some tools. \"Cover me,\" He whispered to Zippi as he started to mess with the wires and pulled out some of his own chips. He went on for a while, and constantly looked over his shoulder. Then he gave a kick and grinned, proud of himself for the enhancements he made, most notably, making it into a free play. \"*Now* It's a party! Ya wanna play with me? Or am I gonna have to do all of this by myself?\""
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark walked around to see what the arcade had to offer, before being immediately startled by zap \"Uhhhhhh, sure? I uhhh, don't know many of the games here, but that one looks cool\" He looks at the rhythm game \"And It looks simple enough sooooooo uhhhhh yeah, I think I can give it a shot\" Infernape stood behind mark as he walked forward, smiling, this was the first time mark had actually gone to a person on his own accord in a while. Meanwhile after stealing a few quarters dropped in cracks between machines, mismagius looks at the malimar and grins, almost waltzing up to them and bowing, before looking at another fighting game in a '1v1?' Kinda way."
},
{
"author": "[S][U][N][N][Y] [M][A][Y][D][A][Y]",
"message": "The Malimar looked at the opponent up and down. Their arms or.. Tenticals crossed as they almost looked down on the Infernape. It looks over at the fighting game the Pokemon offered and gave a nod. A smug look appears on squid pokemon's face as it hovered to the machine. Quarters orbited around him as if he was the center of attention for the pieces of metal"
},
{
"author": "Zap",
"message": "\"Oh hey, wasn't talkin' to ya. But since you're here, you're my partner! Ya better keep up because I don't start with no easy songs. Ya TAP these buttons, and you TWIST this one and then this one you do THIS.\" He starts hitting it like his life depended on it. He looked at Mark with grin that asked 'did you get all of that?'. He scrolled through the songs, but it didn't even look like he was trying to find one. He smacked his hand down and chose one after three minutes. \n\n\"YA BETTER BE READY.\" There was about 15 seconds to the intro of the music before the notes started racing across the screen. Without even thinking about it the boy was nodding to the music and tapping all of the buttons; he hadn't missed a single one in that entire time frame, even as they became almost blurry on the screen."
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{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Yeah, I think I got it all, sounds fun!\" Mark had good rhythm, he had to, he was a contest star, but there comes a point where all rhythm is thrown out the window and it becomes button mashing, in most of the 'slower' parts mark does great, near perfect, but the second it ramps up mark panics and just Hope's and preys. \"Ok, this is, how is this so fast? Is it always-? Oh arceus, no, how do i-? Nonononononononono\". Mismagius floats over to the game and stretches, putting a quarter in and choosing one of the bigger characters. She does a little bow, signalling the malimar to do the same."
},
{
"author": "[S][U][N][N][Y] [M][A][Y][D][A][Y]",
"message": "Sunny just sits there as he looks at the Violin case on the ground. His anxiety slowly built up as though something was crawling behind his back. He stared at the case for quiet sometime before bunching over and shaking their head. Snapping out of his panic attack as he looks at the screen.\n\nThe Malimar bows back as it chooses a more lightweight character. It grins as it prepares for battle. The coins that levitated off the ground where neatly stacked next to the squid pokemon on the floor."
},
{
"author": "*Adam Bellaqua*",
"message": "Where the heck did he land? He was on his way to the mansion, but got lost instead and ended up in this... Arcade. What a day... He was supposed to \"*Rest*\", not aimlessly wander around in town. \"How lucky am I, huh?\" He grunted to himself, furrowed brows, his Slurpuff resting on top of his head, its little tongue sticking out just per usual, tapping its trainer on his forehead as it motioned to people apparently dancing to some catchy songs! \"You want to dance?\" He questioned his long time partner, that replied with an energetic cry. \"Guess I can't refuse, mh? Let's give it a try.\" \n\nWalking over the group of people, he dropped his stuffs to the ground, it was mainly canvases and paintbrush... A ton of different kind of paints, along with some watercolors and such. \"Good evening the lot of you. Mind if we give it a try?\" Adam gave them a cocky grin, pushing his glasses back on his nose. Oh he wasn't the best at dancing at all, but he did have dancing class back when he was 15."
},
{
"author": "Zap",
"message": "The only sound that comes from Zap at the moment was cackling. This was *Fun!* Even if he was just thinking about himself when it came to it. What? He didn't *Ask* Anyone to play with him. His game, *His* Rules! \"Too fast for ya? It's always like this! Just get better at it, SCRUB.\" Zap's body jolted for a moment; it came from Zippi. He shouldn't be so rough on people! \"...My bad! Anyway, just don't think about lookin at all the notes! Just feel em.\" He said as he glanced over to Mark during one of the slow parts. \n\nWas the bright orange-haired guy talking to them? Did he want to join? Well, he could in a moment! \"Nah, ya can't!!\" He joked, going back to looking at the screen. He mashed here and there, spun during some bits and straight up dragged his hands around the buttons in a fashionable manner, just to show off some skills. Fast songs came to an end just as quickly, so the last notes came shortly after. \"WOOO, that was a nice warm-up, huh?\" He glanced to Mark again, grinning. \"Oi, Cantaloupe! Ya wanna play next round?\""
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"...... Surprisingly for how terrible I was, that was actually really fun. It's just like a contest, just with a little more improv than usual. I feel I can be good at this... Juuuust need to get used to the controls.\" He starts feeling different button transitions out, learning the best ways. Mismagius grins as the map is selected, she grabs a stick and button and begins the battle with a few jabs and pokes, nothing much, before blocking, trying to trick the malimar out."
},
{
"author": "[S][U][N][N][Y] [M][A][Y][D][A][Y]",
"message": "The Malimar smiks as it inputs a block, then proceeds to try and start a combo with their character. Feeling confident about winning even though it was only the first few seconds of the round beginning. The Malimar has been playing these types of games for some time now, so it doesn't help that his ego is this gigantic. Meanwhile Sunny decided to go to a claw machine and decided to try and win a plushie of a Eevee. Not much was thought out in this idea, he just didn't have anything else to do and the basis for this game was very simple. So off he went to try to get a stuffed animal in a rigged child's game/"
}
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{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "``James was busy playing at the arcade, his Scizor standing behind him in awe, almost as if it was a young child or a little brother, which it really wasn't to be frank.`` \"Come on, come on, come on!\" ``He said, as he struggled with the game, it being a hard level after all.`` \"Sci! Sci! Zor! Scizor!\" ``His Scizor persisted, point at the screen and buttons. James had then lost and a game over flashed in his face. His Scizor burst into a small metallic chuckle at James' face when he'd lost.`` \"Ugh... Come on you like you could do any better, Sci.\" ``He told his Scizor, a bit angry. His Scizor looked at him before looking over to the cabinet and beginning to play, without snapping the stick in half.`` \"I'm sorry but what?\" ``James questioned as he watched his Scizor play on the game.``"
},
{
"author": "Drax Ward",
"message": "*A large burly dude would walk into the arcade a breloom next to him smiling. He had been exploring the island for a while and decided it was time for a quick break. There was a older arcade machine next to the one James was at, it was basically Pacman but Pokemon. The man would give James a nod looking slightly suprised that sombody so young was on the island. He would shrug and start playing, looking very much like a grown up kid*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Hhh... Come on Sci, it's not like you're gonna win...\" ``He told his Scizor, standing to the left of it, as it continued playing.`` \"Sci! Zor! Sci, sci! Zor!\" ``James was confused.`` \"Look... You're gonna probably attract attention.\" ``He told his Scizor, but it didn't listen, it just kept playing. James let out a small chuckle as it missed something in-game.`` \"You missed something there, could've helped you in the long run.\" ``He told his Scizor. It darted it's head to James, glared then returned to his game. James looked a bit weirded out by his Scizor's glare.`` \"Alright, I'll let you at i until you die, I gues.\" ``He said, keenly watching his Scizor play.``"
},
{
"author": "Drax Ward",
"message": "*The man would look over inquisitively his curiosity getting the better of him* \"Excuse me kid but is that Scizor yours\" *Breloom would walk up watching the Scizor play* \"I was just wondering, it isn't to common to see a Pokemon as strong as that with sombody so young, no offense\" *Drax thought back to the Scyther he had met and how strong it was, this kid must be more than meets the eye, Drax thinks going back to his game*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Yeah... He's mine. Or well, my dad's... But he passed it onto me... So mine?\" ``James questioned.`` \"No offence taken. I get that a lot. I'm a Gym Leader... So I kinda have to be...\" ``He said, looking at Drax, noticing his Breloom, smiling at it, before going back to his Scizor playing his game.`` \"I mean, Tate and Liza are strong trainers. They're kids too... They're strong.\" ``He said, having a point. He quickly whispered to his Scizor.`` \"You got a fan, Sci... Better not mess up.\" ``He teased, chuckling. His Scizor, didn't hear him but was focusing on the game.``"
},
{
"author": "Drax Ward",
"message": "*Drax would do a double take and look extremely suprised* \"Your a gym leader, really? I guess it doesn't really matter how old you are... I'm Drax by the way Drax ward pleasure to meet you\" *He holds his hand out for a shake, still a little surprised. Breloom would walk up next to Scizor smiling cheering it on* \"Bre, loom bre bre loom\" *It would wave it's fist in the air trying to pump the Scizor up*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Yeah, it doesn't really... There's people younger then me at gyms, like gym trainers and stuff... I think we have like 2 of those. Anyway, James... James Ikoria.\" ``He shook Drax's hand. The Scizor looked at the Breloom, smiled and got pumped up, making a risky action in the game but got through, still winning.`` \"Sci, sci, zor!\" ``It spoke, as in ready to beat the game. It's claws were slowly manoeuvring it's way through several combos, making good moves and techniques for the game they were playing.`` \"Sci...\" ``The final boss. The last frontier. The last slice of pizza. This was it. The last bit of the game.``"
},
{
"author": "Drax Ward",
"message": "*Drax would nod and smile glad to see breloom was making freinds, he let go of James hand and looked around the arcade* \"Well I'm glad people are getting into the sport at such young ages, how long have you been on this island\" *Drax asks, his breloom would pat Scizor on the shoulder cheering, breloom wasn't very experienced with video games but he figured any support would help. It seemed breloom had taken a liking to the Mr crabs looking bug*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Couple a days at best, Like 4 to 6.\" ``He said, watching Scizor sweep the final boss in the fight.`` \"Your Breloom's pretty encouraging to Scizor, isn't it?\" ``He asked, not really knowing how to make a conversation. Scizor was on the last slither of health the boss had. It went for one final blow and it had won the game. Scizor rejoiced by doing a small dance and letting out a shout of victory, before logging it's name in, 3 letters though. S C I would do. It is what James calls Scizor anyway.`` \"Scizor! Zo! Sci!\" ``It gained James' attention.`` \"Huh? What is it, Sci- oh my Arceus you beat the game!\" ``He exclaimed, surprised by this.`` \"Before me too- wh- how??\" ``He asked the Scizor, with it just smirking and keeping silent.``"
},
{
"author": "Drax Ward",
"message": "\"I just got here\" *Drax would smile and pat breloom on the head* \"Yeah he's good at getting people and Pokemon pumed up and ready to battle, if you don't mind me asking what Pokemon do you have other than Scizor\" *Drax says stretching a little* \"I have breloom, Snorlax, walrien, altaria, Typhlosion, and Heracross\""
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Oh that's nice and yeah, your Breloom's a real charmer. Altaria, heh that'd give some trainers some bad memories back home. There was this one lady called Winona and her Altaria was known for beating entire teams if it got a few Dragon Dances off. Heh. Well I have...\" ``He inhaled.`` \"Doublade, Skamory, Steelix, Mawile and Aggron alongside Scizor on me. I think my dad's currently taking care of an Aron maybe... He told me over text about a day or two ago, I don't remember. Wow, a Typhlosion. It sounds really cool... I'm mainly limited to Steel-Types since I'm a steel-type Gym Leader.\" ``He explained, nicely wrapped up. James made a small stretch and leaned up to pat Scizor on the head.``"
},
{
"author": "Drax Ward",
"message": "*He nods seeming pretty impressed* \"Sounds like you have a pretty strong team\" *He knew altaria was strong but he didn't know it could take out whole teams by itself he was gonna have to try to get his altaria to that level* \"What's it like being a gym leader, must be a whole lotta responsibility more than I could handle\" Breloom would wave at James seeming decently friendly, breloom then looks over at Scizor smiling glad he had beat the game. It seemed they were gonna be friends*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Yeah... I kinda do. Well being a gym leader sometimes gets boring when there's no challengers. We get paid after a bit, I get about 2-3 challengers every 2 days. I usually just sit around with my friends in the meantime or train with my gym trainers, they're fun for the most.``He looked at the Breloom and his Scizor.`` \"Seems like they're already friends.\" ``He waved back at Breloom.`` \"Real nice, definitely.\""
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{
"author": "Drax Ward",
"message": "\"It looks to be that way\" *He says looking down at the Pokemon smiling*. \"Is there anywhere you recommend for me to go, I'm not exactly sure where in supposed to go\" *He says scratching the back of his head, Drax hadn't really read the letter he received in a whole lotta detail, maybe James knew what they were supposed to do*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Well, assuming you haven't unpacked, it's best to go to your room and check it out. The rooms are really fancy, I'll be honest...\" ``James thought of a place for Drax to visit.`` \"There's always the beach, the café, the boardwalk, I haven't visited that myself but, I've seen it from my window and it looks great.\" ``James said, telling Drax as he still watched Scizor and Breloom, Scizor pat Breloom on the head and looked down at it, starting to speak to it.`` \"Sci, zor! Sci!\" ``it said, almost telling it how hard the final boss of the game was.``"
},
{
"author": "Drax Ward",
"message": "*Breloom would nod not quite understanding what the Scizor meant but breloom was just happy to be there* \"Bre loom\" *Drax smiled wondering what his room would be like* \"Hmm well thanks, I should probably go unpack but I don't wanna break up their fun\". *Drax says gesturing to Scizor and breloom*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Oh, I'm sure Scizor and Breloom will be fine, Drax... They'll meet again, people always meet again, I think. Probably actually, nevermind, most likely.\" ``James explained but quickly made a small whistle to attract the attention of Scizor. It noticed and walked over to James, wondering what he wanted.`` \"Scizor, Drax has to go unpack soon, so he won't be here for very long. Make sure you spend a bit more time with Breloom before he leaves.\" ``He told Scizor, it nodded and walked back to Breloom, going to talk.``"
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{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "The ghastly gym leader gal known as Reina had decided to make her way into the arcade, mainly for the promise of potential gamer Rotoms to befriend and catch- But besides that, she was quite entranced by the machines and such within the arcade, now deciding to wander around and emptily interact with the games, see if she could gain anything from doing such.\nBehind her followed her Mismagius, floating about and keeping watch of the young gal, ensure that she didn't get into... Much trouble."
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "Florence found herself bent down in front of an archaic cabinet. Her gaze, fully immersed in the game, was veiled with a curtain of radiant colors that flashed with speed and precision. Her fingers pressed buttons and moved sticks with swift movements, motions that made her look like she was in the zone. The game itself looked old, ancient compared to the modern machines surrounding it. That didn't stop her from enjoying the game. In fact, it made her play better and smarter.\n\nMeanwhile, Altaria was elegantly perched on top of the machine. Her goal was to make sure no one would take advantage of Florence's gamer stance. The moment anyone would focus their gaze on her trainer, a furious cry would be heard. Altaria would sound the trumpets of war if anyone dared disrespect her trainer like that."
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "Reina would wander about the place, until she would eventually spot spot an Altaria and her trainer. She would decide to walk over to the two and the ancient machine the trainer was playing, enticed by bright colors. She went ahead and looked to the lady playing the machine, wondering why someone such as her would be somewhere like this, with all them gamers and all.\n\nMismagius would float for a few moments until floating up the Altaria, temporarily invisible, staring at her. It would decide to cause a bit of mischief, suddenly reappearing in front of Altaria to try and spook her."
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "Altaria gave one long look at the mischief ghost, appearing more confused than scared. Nevertheless, Altaria offered a bow with a suave \"Coo,\" To add on to her elegant nature. \n\nA dreary tune played from the cabinet signaling Florence's abrupt loss at the game. \"Well that's that,\" Florence spoke in a softly disgruntled voice as she parted her gaze away from the screen. She moved with more poise than needed, almost as if flaunting her own elegance. However, she was just an angered gamer who had lost a few points below the high score. With hands placed on her hips, Florence flipped her hair and took a good look at her surroundings, scanning the area for any game that could call to her. Nevertheless, she only encountered Reina looking at her. \"This is new,\" She spoke firmly with an intangible edge of softness to her voice. \"Im used to getting looks from men, not young girls like,\" She placed a hand on her chest, a sly smile inviting Reina to come closer. It felt as if she was playful yet kind enough to not take it too far. Well, not yet anyways."
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "Mismagius stared at Altaria for a few moments before it huffed and floated back down to its trainer, a bit upset to not getting to scare the elegant cloud birb.\n\nReina stared up at Florence for a few moments before she spoke.\"...I never figured Contest Stars would be in a place like this...\"She said in a calm, almost quiet voice. One distinct thing to Reina was that she appeared like the dead. She appeared to be a bit jealous of such elegance and grace. Reina went ahead and took a step closer to Florence, soon speaking once more.\"...I am Reina... What brings you here, anyways, miss?...\"She asked."
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "\"Miss Florence,\" She stated her name firmly, distinguish her voice in sea of bits and sound effects. \"Im here to win. A woman needs some fun once in while\" She smiled sweetly as cocked her hips, taking a look at Reina. She could tell there was a hint of jealousy but quickly dismissed it. As a pop icon she was used to receiving bountiful quantities of love and hate fueled by jealousy or disappointment. In short, fans could be the most brutal of people on the planet. \"What about you?\" She spoke as she sat down lightly on the edge of the machine's control board. The way she sat made it look like she was in complete control, resting but not putting too much pressure on the board itself. \n\nAltaria still watched from her perch, diligently observing Reina like a knight protecting a queen."
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "\"...I am known as the ghost gym leader in Dorimay... No wait-...Hmm, well, I am simply wandering the island, looking for some fun, Miss Florence... Maybe you'd like more of a challenge?\"Reina said, soon enough giving a bit of a smile to Florence, despite her jealousy of such beauty.\n\"Unless you have something better to do, I think I know a way we can both have a share of fun...\"\n\nMismagius would reappear once more, behind Reina while staring up to Altaria, glaring at it."
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{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "Bathed by the prismatic lights of the screens around her, the azure haired woman slightly tilted her head up in curiosity. \"Gym leaders,\" She spoke to herself as she lifted her body off of her makeshift throne. The way she carried exuded confidence in a gentle manner, not boastful but indeed sure of her self. Indeed, such a view of herself exhibited itself in the way she walked. It also applied to the way she stood, hips slightly cocked to the left with a fist on her hip and feet firmly planted. \"Lead the way, gym leader,\" Her voice melted the air with its powerful presence as she extend her arm, allowing Altaria to perch on it. With Florence's powerful aura and Altaria's dandyism the duo exuded enough confidence to share with everyone else in the room."
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "Taking a moment to recompose herself from the confidence this woman and her cloud bird had, Reina soon went ahead and started walking to where they can possibly have a proper bit of fun.\"...Hm. Then follow. Me Miss Florence, if you so dare.\"She spoke in a surprisingly more cheerful tone as she went, her Mismagius floating by her. She seemed to sway a bit as she moved, not much in the way of beauty or grace from an outside perspective. Just a creepy young girl shambling along with a ghost by her side."
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "Her lips curled into a smile and from then a small chuckle escaped. Florence's laugh was hearty in strength but refined and deep in its vocal tone. There was no doubt that she had dedicated her life to music. \"Daring is what I do,\" She placed a hand over her chest as she kept walking behind Reina. Altaria followed closely, gently floating and bobbing through the air as if she were a boat on a sea of clouds. \"Taria?\" The winged cloud spoke up over Florence's shoulder, prompting the pop star to place an inquisitive, and rather analytical, finger on her chin. \"Hmm,\" Her gaze washed over Reina, observing how she shambled. Her gaze had no scorn nor reprehension in it. Rather, it was a gaze of appreciation. \"Yeah, she's good material for the villa. Good eye, Altaria.\" The cottony dragon was pleased with her trainer's agreement, knowing well that they had both been shunned for trying to be themselves in the past. With that said, it was refreshing to see a person being themselves, genuine in their stride. Well, shambling in actuality.\n\n\"This seems like your kinda place,\" Florence stopped, observing a dirt battlefield with various surrounding structures simulating ones found in abandoned buildings. Broken beams, walls with graffiti and writing all over them, and stairs that only led to open skies. Yet, there was a sense of artificiality to it all, obviously so. This was the Sigford family's island after all and there was no way those people would have an abandoned building. Nope, this was made with a purpose and that was to simulate an urban environment. A graffiti-laden biome for street punks and shambling ghost girls. \"Shall we, miss Reina,\" Florence's hand lifted from her chest, gesturing towards the battlefield. Her voice had an air of respect with an edge that made it clear she was there to win but also have fun. There was no ill will nor judgments passed from her part. However, Altaria was busy judging the place. For a moment, the dragon had the eye of an interior designer, placing rugs and seats here and there. Yes, in her mind's eye she was making the place as fit for her trainer as possible. \"Maybe I'm pampering you too much,\" Florence teased Altaria as she gave the bird a sweet kiss on her forehead. \"Taria,\" She cooed, always pleased to receive reassurance from her friend."
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "She would stare around the battlefield once they had arrived, taking in the environment before she'd look back at Florence, soon speaking in a calm, yet cheerful tone.\n\"...It reminds me a bit of my hometown, yet it still feels... Alive...\"She looked around, before she'd wander over and stand onto her end of the battle, gazing over to the elegant duo.\"...We shall then, Miss Florence.\"She didn't really have a drive to win, thrive, or dominate over the two besides having her share of fun.\nMismagius on the other hand, gave a sort of giggling sound before floating over and becoming invisible once more. While her trainer wanted to just have fun, the witch-like pokemon wanted to win, show off to the duo and show them a thing or two about 'grace'.\n\"...Will this merely be our partners... Or did you happen to bring a team, Miss Florence?\"She said, readying herself and swaying some more."
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "\"Mismaguis over there looks like she's itching for a one on one,\" Florence leaned forward, suavely pointing at her opposition in a lighthearted tease. Cutting the act, Florence smoothly moved her keytar in place, its glistening keys and refined exterior ready to demonstrate its musical power. On closer inspection, one could see that the keytar had a keystone embedded, shining splendidly in a field of knobs and screens. On cue, a Rotom fashioned like an amp flew down, diligently placing itself next to Florence. Meanwhile, Altaria gently floated, flowing like the wind but eager like a beating sun. In her case, this was just another battle, another chance to make the queen of her heart proud. \"Altaria,\" She cooed, bowing her head as a symbol of respect before the battle. \"Your move, ghost girl,\" Florence spoke firmly, proudly playing the keys of her instrument to formulate a groove that would bring down the stars themselves."
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "\"...Either way, I don't plan on holding anything back!\"Reina said, soon enough giving a little mischevious grin, looking at the Rotom before looking at the Florence and Altaria. She went ahead and checked herself, before checking a bracelet of sorts she had, with a cracked screen. She giggled and hopped a bit, pointing to the two as Mismagius reappeared and disappeared continuously before appearing in front of her trainer, giving a small cackle, playfully giving a bow in return, a small puff of mist coming from her.\n\"I'm ready when you are, miss contest star!\"She swayed slowly before striking a small pose out to try and be playful."
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{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "\"Lets dance then,\" Florence proclaimed with style as her fingers danced across a white and black dance floor. The tune she played soared and descended through a cheery musical scale skillfully weaved with short bursts of melodic instances. It was an impressive mix of skill and artistry. As her song flourished, the keystone embedded in the keytar produced strings of vibrant energy that enveloped Altaria. As she became entranced in the lights, the cloudy dragon danced away with a draconic aura of her own. It was an iris of legendary energy revolving and waltzing through the air. However, the energy quickly dispelled intro fractals that decorated the air and, in that fantastical wonderland, a mega Altaria gracefully displayed her new form. \"Altaria,\" The blue dragon sang to Florence's melody, its speed and physical power increased from the prismatic Dragon Dance that had been performed in conjunction with mega evolution. \"Your turn to join in,\" Florence called out to Reina, her voice filled with passion as her song seemed to hone the cool air itself."
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "Reina was a bit amazed from the Mega Evolution, but she shook her head and smiled, twirling once and giggling some, Mismagius floating about and soon twirling into the ground, once more vanishing as a sudden eerie mist formed around the battlefield, fogging up the place.\"It takes a bit for our combined power to come out, but we'll give it our all regardless!\"She sounded quite cheerful, despite their disadvantage.\nMismagius soon enough reappeared in front of Reina once more, using a move known as Skill Swap in order to swap its abilities with the mega cloud birb, as to try and even things out.\n\"In the meantime, best ready to witness the power of ghosts!\""
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "Skill swap took away Mega Altaria's pixelate ability, rendering her Return attack useless against the mischievous ghost. Now the bird had the ability to... Levitate. \"If we cant dazzle you,\" Florence pointed with great force, a byproduct of her passion, \"Well rock your world instead.\" Understanding the command, Altaria reached greater heights as she floated up through the air. In the cusp of her flight, her cloudy body blocking the sun partly, Altaria let out a wondrously beautiful cry that combined with Florence's music. Soon after, the very ground beneath her began to shake violently. With the power of her voice, Altaria had summoned a powerful earthquake that split the battlefield into various uneven sections. A simple consequence of the whole place shaking down."
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "To be fair, Reina should've expected Earthquake, but she stood her ground, Mismagius doing the same, despite having to take the dance-powered quake head-on. Mismagius would slide across the cracked foggy battlefield, staring at Altaria.\n\"Well, how about we dazzle you instead!\"She spoke as Mismagius went ahead, and flashed in front of Mega Altaria, using a jumpscare-esque Dazzling Gleam to knock her down a peg, before backing up, using the fog to try to hide and evade any other attacks coming her way.\n\"...It is almost time-\"Reina swayed some more, giggling once more."
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "\"Altaria,\" Florence called out to the dragon, who was still soaring miles above the battlefield. \"Take five,\" The azured-haired woman commanded, abruptly stopping her music with a powerful chord. Altaria, perching herself on one of the broken concrete beams, far away from any action, used roost to heal back up to an excellent state of health. To add insult to injury, Altaria yawned as she did so. Her position was advantageous, given that she was far and high up on a pillar. However, she was still cautiously waiting for another ranged attack."
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "\"?...Hehehee! Then it's time! It's time!\"Reina said in quite the entertained delight, her bracelet seeming to spark and glow brightly, a sudden surge of energy enveloping the battlefield for a moment before the bracelet would fizzle and shut off.\n\"Mismagius, now! Show them our power combined!\"Suddenly, the fog would thicken to the point of blind, an Onminous Wind fiercely blowing throughout the area, causing some of the setpieces to rattle slightly as Mismagius' eyes glowed bright, piercing through the now thick fog and glaring to Altaria, now ready for her."
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "\"Altaria, dance the night away!\" Florence exclaimed, her fingers smashing against the keys producing a slow and powerful tune. Altaria, following her trainer's advice, released an aura that exerted immense pressure as she gracefully whirled around. The strength of the draconic nature of her dance combined with the powerful grace of her flight blew away the ominous winds. The result was an area free of fog, pristine in essence just like the knight that whisked the ghastly winds away. \"Now take cover,\" Florence pointed toward the various set pieces, shaken and beaten by the ensuing battle. Florence gave her friend a strong look of concern, wondering if she was still having fun. Altaria, however, had a determined look as she took cover."
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "\"...?...Oh my oh my- Either way, keep at it, Mismagius! Make them cower!\"Reina spoke, hopping some before gesturing towards the battlefield.\nOnce the fog cleared, Mismagius was enveloped in a cloak of white mist still enough, giggling and cackling some as soon enough, its voice echoing to reach out and attempt to attack Altaria and make her come out of cover, using Echoed Voice.\nReina seemed to be having fun either way"
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "Florence's azure locks moved with the fog and wind, dancing away within the moment of fun that this battle created. Within that frame, Florence was about to speak her command but only a tiny, frankly adorable, sneeze came out. All kinds of particles in the air had formed from the elements exposed in the battle. Florence kept doing her thing but Altaria was another level. Another level of anger to be precise. Altaria's usually elegant form of communication erupted as if a roaring flame had been given the spirit of a warrior and the soul of a crazed romanticist. \"Oh, that's right,\" Florence picked up the tempo, fusing her sound with Altaria's ethereal roar. \"Altaria loves to attack like an explosion,\" She triumphantly pointed at Altaria, who had gone directly towards Mismaguis with blinding speed and ferocity. Such was her tenacity that the echoed voice, while a direct hit, did not slow her down one bit. Altaria closed in on Mismagius, smashing into the ghost with the full-frontal force of her cloudy body in hopes of crashing them into the ground. However, that was just the start, for Altaria aimed to bury the phantom by following with a double dragon dance boosted earthquake. It was truly a combination of incredible speed and strength provided by a mystical draconic dance."
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{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "Reina watched a moment, watching the Altaria raging for a few moments before she soon giggled, swaying and twirling before speaking.\"Well that's quite helpful, ma'am!\"In her mind, Reina was a bit spooked herself, from the rage of such a Pokemon.\nMismagius braced herself, suddenly poofing into a cloud of fog and mist once crashed into the ground, either way in a critical state, a fog forming once more, although it was more enveloping the ghostly pokemon rather than the whole battlefield. It was stubborn, once more using Echoed Voice to attack Altaria head on. With the swapped ability and the general increase, it was hoping to at least put a dent in her before the battle would inevitably be over."
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "Altaria took off, lifting dust and fog in the wake of her ascent. Her speed was incredible as she moved like flash, leaving only vestiges of cottony plumage. Such was her majesty that, as she ascended to great altitudes, the trails of plumage appeared as if an angel had ascended to the great Aether beyond. So high was her seat in the heaves, so quick her repose on the heavenly fog of the sky, that the effect of the echoed voice was reduced greatly. At that moment, only the cry of a goddess could reach Altaria's presence. \"Altaria,\" Florence spoke with presence as her hands ceased to dance through the monochrome landscape of her instrument. \"It's time for the finale,\" Florence spoke with anticipation, the grin of a successful woman plastered over her semblance. Given council, Altaria sang from the heavens, a queen passing divine judgment over those below. As she spoke, the earth shook in awe and in complete reverence over the celestial conclusion. She commanded and the earth complied. Such was her power and yet, she was in service of a single azured-haired woman. For her, Altaria would give up her seat, resign herself to never fly again. Such was her devotion and such was her draconic power."
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "Reina was a bit rattled, eventually slipping a bit and taking a seat on the shook uneven ground. Mismagius wasn't doing any better, not having much of a choice but to take on the onslaught, eventually falling over and poofing in a faint.\nThe gal was dazed, defeated, and not exactly sure what to say now.\n\"I... Ow... Owowowow- That- that smarts a bit-...\"She said, taking a few moments to relax before soon getting up, swaying some and soon returning Mismagius to its pokeball."
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "\"Might've gone too far there,\" Florence spoke in her usual tone of voice, calm and suave, while softly scratching the back of her head. She stuck her tongue out, giving her lighthearted air. Altaria landed with a gentle waterfall of plumage following her descent. \"Reina, dear,\" She called out to her opponent, concern displayed in her voice and a balled hand on her hip. \"Are you okay?\" Her eyebrows softened and her semblance retained a protective aura."
},
{
"author": "Reina",
"message": "\"...?...Hm... Y-yeah- I guess so... Nothing I can't handle, Miss Florence-\"Reina said, soon enough making her way to Florence before looking up to her, smiling some.\n\"E... Either way, that was fun! You can probably take on Miss Agnes or Doc with your talents!\"She said once she readjusted and regained her bearings. She went ahead, then reached into her bag before handing Florence a gift; An odd sort of fruit, seeming like an apple, but with distinct grey spots.\n\"Here you go! A Tropius Fruit! I heard you can use it for makeup and such- Just don't eat it-\""
},
{
"author": "Florence",
"message": "Surprised, Florence placed one hand on her chest while the other rested on her cheek. \"You're really one of a kind,\" She spoke in a sweet tone befit of a soothing melody. Truthfully, Florence was used to receiving gifts from fans and admirers, mostly older men trying to gain her love through expensive objects. Yet, gifts from younger fans always managed to touch her heart and while Reina was not a devote fan, she was still a wonderful individual. Sensing it was time to go, Altaria lowered her body for Florence to get on. Altaria began ascending, flapping her wings elegantly once Florence was on her cottony back. \"Do me a favor, Reina,\" Florence called from the sky, holding Reina's gift as the sunshine created a resplendent backdrop. \"Keep shamblin' on, no matter what anyone says!\" \n\nWith those parting words, Florence was swallowed by the heavenly sea above..."
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{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would enter the arcade, rushing in. She was unable to contain her excitment. With all of her Pokemon by her side, Decidueye, Raichu, Ninetales, Ribombee, Lycanroc and Kommo-O, she'd get ready. Unfortunately for her, no Pokemon were allowed inside.* \"What, I have to return them? Oh, Shuckle. Now, who can play with me?\" *Selene would frown. If only anyone would be willing to play with her.*"
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "``Sawaturyo scratched his head as he just looked at a game, this was a game about training a Magikarp to jump? What kind of silly game was this supposed to be?`` \"I don't- Wh- what kind of person would play this?\" ``He questioned the game, his eyes quickly darted away from the cabinet, hearing a small bit of commotion from Selene and her Pokemon.`` \"Seems like a sad kid.\" ``He said to himself as his eyes returned to the cabinet and he sighed. As he stared at it, he seemed a bit confused and a bit startled.`` \"H-how? W-what? It confuses me.\""
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Since Magikarp Jump was near her, she'd approach Sawaturyo and try and make small talk. Selene was an expert at this game, she used to play it all the time back in Alola.* \"Hey, are you playing Magikarp Jump? Let's see who gets the highest score.\" *Selene would smile at him. Sawaturyo was lonely as well so Selene thought maybe these two could bond and play games together.*"
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"People play this?\" ``He slowly turned his head to Selene.`` \"I'm not even playing it, so sure?\" ``He agreed to, stepping back a bit so Selene could play first and see how he could beat her.`` *[Magikarp Jump? Who would come up with the idea to make this game? This sounds like a cash grab to me. I bet the graphics aren't even that good!]* ``Sawaturyo said in his mind, thinking himself correct, as he usually would.`` \"After you.\" ``He said to Selene.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*How nice of Sawaturyo to let her play! Maybe he could learn a thing or two by observing her.* \"Thanks mister, my name is Selene.\" *Opening her wallet, Selene would grab a coin and insert it. The game would begin and Selene would get fired up. You could hear her laughing maniacally, there's no way she would embarass herself in front of this stranger.* \"Have you ever seen a Magikarp Jump pro in action? Well, now you have.\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"Sawaturyo, you've probably heard of me.\" ``He said, confident in himself. He seemed full of himself, especially talking about himself as if he was someone. In the grand scheme of things, he wasn't. Just let him dream and believe in himself. He walked tot he side of Selene, mostly to see how the game played.`` \"This seems... Quite stupid. How does someone get so excited over playing a game about a fish Pokémon jumping?\" ``He questioned.`` \"How have we gone from slaying virtual zombies to jumping Magikarp?\" ``He asked once more.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would start jumping to the Moon (or Sun depending on which version you bought) and one could tell she had mastered the art of Magikarp Jump. She was aiming for an Arcade. Upon hearing Sawaturyo say his name, Selene would be confused. Her goal wasn't to come off as rude but she had to question who he was.* \"Sawaturyo? Who even is that, I've never heard that name before.\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "``Metaphorical glass shattered. He exhaled, losing his soul.`` \"Th-that's fine. It's just who I am.\" ``His eyes widened at how high she was making that Magikarp jump.`` \"I can see SOME appeal, but there doesn't seem to be a lot for this game. What even is the limit? There has to be one, considering a game has to be coded. I think I could win this.\" *[Are you really as popular as you think Sawaturyo? Y'know what? It might just be this kid, maybe other people know you on the island.]* ``He thought to himself as he scratched the back of his neck.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would end up finishing inside the top 3. She was disappointed with herself, she was aiming for the top. She'd snap her fingers together and would turn around to Sawaturyo*. \"Ah, so close. Guess it's your turn Saworio, try and beat that. You probably will, I did really bad.\" Since Sawaturyo's name was a tough one to say, Selene would mess up on accident.*"
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"It's Sawaturyo, but it's alright.\" ``He approached the machine, taking out his personalised wallet and taking out a coin, slotting it in and playing the game.`` \"Okay so if I do this then. That'll happen and then I'll, I see, I see.\" ``He attempted to make the Magikarp jump, it launching itself not very high, but making it's way past a singular cloud.`` \"Okay, so not as well as I thought. That's okay though, right Selene?\" ``He turned to her, hoping it was.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would smile at him and give him a thumbs up, wanting to encourage him since it was his first time playing.* \"It's your first time, don't worry Sawa. I shortened it down because it was too confusing.\" *Selene would start giggling, finding the nickname she gave him cute.* \"It kinda has a ring to it, doesn't it? Sawa, Sa-wa.\" *Selene would repeat his new nickname, trying to get used it.*"
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "``He felt a bit embarrassed by this, almost like a little sister calling you an embarrassing nickname. As she repeated it more, he got a bit more embarrassed.`` \"Sure, that's fine... At least I did a bit well.\" ``He said, slotting in another coin.`` \"But I might have the technique down.\" ``He began the game and the Magikarp launched itself up past 5 clouds, with a small bit of a background change as he passed the 5th cloud, the Magikarp fell back down into the water, making a small splash. He made top 10 on the leaderboard.`` \"That's not too bad, right Selene?\" ``He asked again, pointing at the screen.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would be happy for him and hug him from behind. What can I say, Selene is a touchy person.* \"Good job, Sawa. Top 10, woohoo. You still ended up behind me.\" *Selene broke into laughter and ruffled his hair. Teasing him made her feel evil, like she was Guzma or something.* \"I'm just joking, I'm just teasing you, you did well enough for just your second try. Want to play another game or do you just want to keep playing Magikarp Jump? Both is fine by me.\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "``Sawaturyo flattened his hair a bit.`` \"Maybe a bit less touchy, please Selene. And thank you. \" ``In Sawaturyo's opinion, she seemed like a little sister. That was fine though.`` \"That's up to you, Selene. Maybe we should play another game, I know one game you can't beat me at... And that's this 'old' game, I was an absolute pro at it, back in Kanto. It's called, Sinistaryu. It's really hard and can terrify people at certain parts, it's aged well I think. Knowing your generation, you could handle it, I think it's even here in the arcade.\" ``He said, looking around and finding it, walking over and leaning on it.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would get a bit nervous. A horror game? Selene didn't like the sound of it at all, maybe she could try and just watch.* \"Y-you can go ahead and play, I will, uhm, just sit here a-and watch, okay?\" *Selene would start nervously playing with her fingers. She despised everything horror related, films, games, stories etc. Every time a friend of hers asked to do anything horror related, she'd come up with an excuse to avoid from going.*"
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"Oh right, explanation time. It's not horror horror, it's not scary in nature, but still somehow terrifies you so it's scary if like you're a kid around the age of like 7, like me 12 years ago. The game's silent until the final boss appears with a menacing introduction and the music kicks in. I think. That sort of horror. No gore or anything.\" ``He said, reassuring her. He took out a coin and slotted it in, the game beginning, Sawaturyo controlled a little sci-fi starship sort of thing and went around shooting rocks and enemies. His eyes darted between the little map the game had and the main screen. After a few minutes of playing, a large sound was heard \"Bewear! I live! Run! Run! Run! Beware, coward! Run coward!\" To which Sawaturyo immediately got into focus as a large 8-bit Staryu like creature invaded the map, attempting to get up close and personal with his shuttlecraft.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene got scared and flinched. She'd turn away, hide her face and started biting her nails.* \"I can't bare to see, what's happening Sawa?\" *Selene had a reputation for being a scaredy Meowth (cat) and couldn't bare watching. That and Sawa's description and the voices made her tremble in fear. If only she had her Pokemon to hug.*"
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"I'm absolutely winning against it, the strategy is to get 13 special bombs and you basically win the game. You just gotta be careful and- II win!\" ``Sawaturyo said victoriously as using his little ship, used up all 13 of his bombs to destroy Sinistaryu and win. He took top 3 of the leaderboard, specifically 2nd.`` \"**12 years of patience have won me this battle. I am victorious from my past nightmares.**\" ``He said, as he had a smile on his face as he inhaled then exhaled.`` \"A trip down memory lane A good trip of a bad memory. That took way too many years of mastering.\" ``He said to himself, admiring his own talent in an old video game.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Sounds tough. But you did it. Congratulations!\" *Selene was happy and smiling at him, proud of Sawaturyo's accomplishments. Phew, thankfully she didn't have to witness the gruesome and horrific video game Sawaturyo just played. That's what she thought it was, Sawaturyo's words made her a little scared. Clenching her fist, Selene would wait for a fistbump from Sawaturyo.* \"Fistbump, friend?\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"Yeah.\" ``He fistbumped her, but not too hard.`` \"Do you wanna have a go on it or?\" ``He asked, raising an eyebrow.`` \"If so, I can help make it a bit easier for you. If not, is there any other games you wanna play since you might wanna miss out on this one.\" ``He continued on, standing there and stretching his arms a bit. Sitting down for a few minutes must've done a small toll on him.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would place a hand on her chin and give it some thought. Still a bit nervous and afraid of what would happen, Selene would hesitate at first but she'd end up agreeing.* \"Hm, I should probably give it a try, what's the worst that could happen, right?\" *Selene would nervously smile before inserting a coin.* \"So, uhm, what am I supposed to do now that the game has started?\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"So basically, pilot your ship to rocks and shoot them, but also shoot the enemies, but you have to be quick, really quick. And I MEAN quick.\" ``He simply explained.`` \"When you break a rock, you get a bomb, try to get 13 and you're set, basically.\" ``He continued.`` \"When Sinistaryu comes, I'll just tell you what to do. And the more rocks you break the more points you get, really.\" ``He said. He yawned as he watched Selene play.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Okay then, Sawa.\" *Selene gave him a thumbs up, while staring at the screen. She'd get fired up and in position.* \"And ... START!\" *Not even half a minute in, Selene would lose.* \"What do you mean Game Over? I lost already? Sawa, this game is too tough for me, can we play something ...\" *Selene would rub her arm.* \"Easier?\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "``Sawaturyo's eyes widened at the most confusing thing he just saw.`` \"Yeah, why not? You got any ideas?\" ``He asked, still in disbelief that she only lasted half a minute on that game. Okay, sure it was a tough game for a first try. Hmmm, maybe it wasn't a good idea to introduce her to Sinistaryu. Oh well.`` \"We got a few options like uhhh...\" ``He scanned the arcade with his eyes.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would start looking alright. She wanted to compete with Sawa and show off her skills against an actual human being and not just AI.* \"Hm, maybe something for two? That table hockey thingy, you know which one I'm talking about, right? Like, with the table and the ... Round objects.\" *Selene's description wouldn't be the best but one could get an idea of what she was talking about.*"
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"Ohhh, air hockey, yeah.\" ``He instantly knew what she was on about, then walked over to the air hockey table. He grabbed one of the uh, stick puck things that you use and prepared himself.`` \"I'll win this one.\" ``He said, confident that he'd win this. After all, he was an adult with longer arms and a quicker reaction time than Selena, hopefully.`` *[Come on Sawaturyo, you can do this. It's a child, a literal child, I can win against her in this.]* ``He thought to himself once more.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would jump from her hapiness. Her face would light up immediately.* \"Yes, yes, YES. That. Sawa, you're so smart.\" *Selene would walk over to the table and grab the puck, preparing herself. She'd stretch her arms and do a victory sign.* \"Hey, Rotom, once we're done, take a picture of me and Sawa, I want to commemorate this.\""
},
{
"author": "updoot",
"message": "\"On 3. 1, 2. 3!\" ``He declared as he s hot the puck forward with his hockey stick thing towards her, perhaps if she aimed just right, she could knock it back to him.`` \"Keep up, Selene!\" ``He said enthusiastically.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Hold on, hold on.\" *Selene would try and dodge it, accidentally putting it inside her net. She was frustrated to say the least. Grabbing the Hockey puck, she'd place it in front of her and get ready to shoot. She just wasn't going to lose to Sawa, nope, no way.* \"Okay, I'll admit, you got me there but not this time, GO, GET IN!\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"You can do better than that, Selene.\" ``He made a very harsh move by knocking to the side, it bouncing off the walls back into Selene's territory.`` \"You gotta be faster and sharper, make your opponent not expect the unexpected. Try and trick them.\""
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*And ... BOOM! Two to neil for Sawa. The match was completely one-sided.* Selene would start frowning. Rubbing her arm, Selene would ask a favour from Sawaturyo.* \"Hey Sawa, can you do me a favour and go easy on me?\" *Sawa was simply too good for her, levels above her. After all, Sawaturyo was a fully grown adult, while Selene hadn't even hit puberty yet.*"
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"I am- Yes. I can.\" ``He bluntly said, stopping himself mid sentence.`` \"Well, come on then, since I'm going easy on you, it'll be a fair match, so let's just have some fun!\" ``He said, flashing a smile at her.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Thanks.\" *Selene would take the puck out and get the game back rolling. She was smiling down, with new-found confidence now that she knew Sawaturyo wasn't going to go hard on her. Eventually, Sawaturyo would let her score and Selene would jump out of pure hapiness.* \"YES, YES, I DID IT, SAWA, SAWA DID YOU SEE IT?\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"Yeah I did, you're getting better, a lot better in all fairness. Without enough practice, which won't be a lot in all fairness, you could probably beat me normally.\" ``He explained, having a smile on his face. He readjusted his sunglasses and look at the score.`` \"You got 1 point to beat me, think you can do it?\" ``He asked her, raising an eyebrow.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Hm, Selene would look at the score and time.* \"Hm, let's make it whoever gets the next point, wins, okay? I feel like I could do, I'm on a roll.\" *Selene would smile and get ready. She was confident of beating him, maybe with luck on her side, victory would be hers.* \"Bring it on.\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "``With a small bit of force, he hit the puck into Selene's territory, like a light tap not a full force hit. It'd be so easy just to hit it back and win right now. Sawaturyo wasn't guarding his net right now after all.`` \"Bring it on, Selene.\""
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"O-okay.\", *Said Selene with a smile on her face. Confident of victory, she'd aim for the side with all of her power, a plan that would end up backfiring. The puck would end up in her own net. Selene would laugh and sigh, snapping her fingers. Even though she lost, Selene was happy she had fun.* \"Oh, so close. Well, did I do good, Sawa? Eh, am I an air Hockey prodigy?\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "``He chuckled.`` \"You want me to be truthful? Yes. You are.\" ``He said honestly.`` \"You had fun, right Selene? I hope so. All this has tired me out in all honesty.\" ``Sawatutyo admitted, everything had tired him out, especially the air hockey.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would stretch her arms and yawn.* \"I probably should go back, my mum will be worried about me. But first, let's take a picture, Rotom, get ready.\" *Selene would get near Sawaturyo, hug him, do the victory sign and pose.* \"On 3...\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "``Sawaturyo struck his signature pose, which I am unable to describe of how bizarre but somehow \"Cool\" To him it is.`` \"This was fun, Selene.\" ``He grinned as the camera took the picture.``\"But yeah, you ought to go home.\" ``He said, changing a bit of his tone.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene would take a look at the picture. She wanted to show her new friend to everyone. She'd grab his shirt and look him up in the eyes with a smile on her face.* \"Please, Sawa, can I upload our picture on the Internet? I want my friends to know about this cool guy I met at the Arcade and we played together and had tons of fun.\""
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "\"Yeah, tag me too. I'm sure some of your friends might know me, I'm"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*After searching, he'd eventually find and tag him, before uploading the picture on the Internet. With a hug, she'd show her gratitude.* \"Thanks, Sawa. You're the coolest. Bye!\" *Selene would wak off, happy to have made a new friend on the Island, the nice and polite, Sawaturyo. Her friends would be jealous they weren't his friends.*"
},
{
"author": "Sawaturyo Shiyo",
"message": "``Sawaturyo chuckled as she left, he yawned and stratched a bit before exiting the arcade and throwing out a pokeball, it being his Heracross, Crackdown and began walking away with Crackdown following him at his side.`` \"Good kid, just hope nothing weird happens. I dount it will, I'm famous, right Crackdown?\" ``It replied back with a happy smile to say yes. He rubbed it on the head and smiled.`` \"This island was worth coming to.\""
}
] | 95.5 | 4,426 |
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{
"author": "Rayden",
"message": "*Rayden looked at Harley in confusion. He understood that Bea was willing to enjoy herself... But what concerned him was the way Harley acquired the tokens followed by suspiciously returning her Pokémon*\n**\"Uhm... Is that allowed? Is that something normal that happens around here?\"**\n*That really didn't bother. He sent his Pokémon along, hoping for them to have fun as well*"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "\"It's allowed if they don't catch you~\" She replied, snickering. \"It isn't mentioned as a rule sooooo~\" She put some tokens in Rayden's hand and then went off to another end to let Copperajah enjoy basketball first."
},
{
"author": "woolenmother",
"message": "*((you two could continue without me. I have school tomorrow and I really want to clear out some spaces*"
},
{
"author": "Bea",
"message": "Bea began to play a couple of games. She had a fun time, and so did her Pokémon. She then realized that despite willing to hang out with her family, she would have to leave for a *\"Special meeting\"*. \"Agh! I promised Victor I'd give him something so I gotta scram. Still, it's nice that you're here, big bro. I look forward to you enjoying your stay\" Bea would say, hugging her brother. She split her tokens between Harley and Rayden and began to walk off. \"Oh and Harley... Don't get involved...\" She would say, giving her a death stare. Then, Bea walked off"
},
{
"author": "bekthehalls",
"message": "*(understandable. School is also giving ME a hard time)*"
},
{
"author": "Rayden",
"message": "*Rayden accepted his younger sister's hug. Hoping she would have a good time as well. He then looked at her as she walked away, noticing the stare she gave off*\n**\"She REALLY doesn't want us to get involved with her love-interests, doesnt she?\"**\n*Rayden crossed his arms, smiling. Looking upon the many games, he turned to Harley, maybe asking for guidance*\n**\"This is my first time in an Arcade... So might as well stick with someone who is used to it...\"**"
}
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{
"author": "Rayden",
"message": "**\"People enjoy getting hurt in this game?\"**\n*That sounded hard to believe, especially from Harley. He just didn't think it felt right. Who in the right kind would enjoy a game by getting hurt during the process? I did make sense for other games such as Soccer, but in an arcade? It just felt off. To attempt to prove this, he slammed the hockey paddle onto Kaminari's claw. The Dracozolt yelped a bit in pain before slamming his Claw onto Rayden's hand. Then Rayden slammed the paddle again, followed by another Claw slam, and immediately it turned into some cartoon shenanigans with both of them trying to hurt each other's hands*"
},
{
"author": "Harley",
"message": "She squinted and stared at them as Rayden literally tried to do what she mentioned. \"Wh- that's not- nevermind you idiots.\" Harley spoke, throwing the puck right at Rayden's head to get them to stop. \"The point of the game is to get the puck in the opposite goal. I just mean that, getting hurt, BY CHANCE, means that you were trying hard.\"\n\nHarley rubbed her temples a bit, wondering how much the life long training could mess up one's childhood. Rayden seemed to lack modern age common sense... And humor."
},
{
"author": "Rayden",
"message": "*Rayden luckily caught the Puck before it hit his head and slammed Kaminari onto the floor, forcing him to return to his Pokeball*\n**\"I got... Carried away...\"**\n*He wasn't playing the game, but he sure did try hard to beat his own partner up. Fortunately Rayden spared with his Pokémon back at the village, so it was fine. No hard feelings between them. He just knew that Kaminari needed rest. Now, he was ready to play again*\n**\"Now then. I'll be serving if you wish\"**"
}
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{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "``James stretched for a quick second before hurrying into the arcade. He mostly gotten over the cold that had plagued him for about a month. And on top of that the arcade had gotten some new games and he couldn't wait to try them out. He could feel excitement boiling in his blood. He was so happy as well that he could be out and about. Approaching one of the cabinets, it was titled, \"Fruit Ninjask.\"`` \"Oooo, maybe I'll try that one first!\" ``He said approaching the machine.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*To get her mind off the fact she was feeling kind of lonely without Ethan around and with Silver not wanting to hang out with her no more, Selene headed to the place she made her first friend in the Island of Aces, the Arcade. Maybe this time, it was going to have the same outcome.*\n\n *Noticing James' iconic long hair, Selene couldn't resist.* \"Oh my, is that James?\" She immediately rushed from behind and hugged him. She was so happy to once again see him. Had it been a month since their last meeting? Maybe even two?* \"OH JAMES, JAMES, I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!\""
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Wha- oh hey Selene\" ``He turned his head with a grin as he tried to somewhat hug back.`` \"Heh, yeah. Well, sorry about not seeing you. I kinda caught a REALLY bad cold, it sorta plagued me for about a month or two.\" ``He told her with a bit of a frail smile, sort of to show that he was okay now, Selene would probably squeeze harder in the hug. He liked her hugs hut they were sometimes too tight.`` \"Sorry I wasn't able to hang out because of it.\" ``He said a bit sheepishly.`` \"Good to see you though.\""
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene was glad to once again see him. As long as he was okay, Selene was happy. Seeing her best friend again really turned her mood around. She was hugging him tighter than ever.* \"It's okay, it's okay you big dummy, as long as you're fine.\" *Oh boy, she already had the best plan for the day. Playing arcade games with James up until night time. Turns out that her plan had successfully worked out.*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "``He let out a small chuckle as he broke out from the hug, then turned right back around to the arcade machine.`` \"This is one of the new games they brought in, Fruit Ninjask. I don't exactly know how to play yet, but we should find out if I start playing!\" ``He said with a bit of a rush, slotting in a coin and beginning the game. It's literally just Fruit Ninja but berries.`` \"Selene! You should try this when I'm done it's super g- *GAME OVER*\" ``The losing screen quickly cut James off as his timer had ended. Slotting in another coin, he moved to the side to let Selene play.`` \"Guess it wanted you to play, I've already put the coin in for you.\" ``He joked with a smile.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Wow, you suck at this game, no offence.\" *Selene giggled. Wow, he was really bad at this game. Beating his high-score would be a walk in the Park for Selene. No way did James lose in the first 5 seconds. A grin of confidence grew on her face, with Selene ready to show James what she was made out of. She stared at the screen intensely and waited for the game to begin.*\n\n\"Come on game, I'll show you why they call me Selene, the berry slayer.\""
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Hey!\" ``He said, a bit offended, but chuckled nonetheless.`` \"You got this, Selene!\" ``He said encouraging her. While watching her play, his eyes wondered to the other machines. Some of them looked new, one looked like a platformer, another looked like a Candy Crush sort of clone, they seemed like normal machines, one caught James' eye though, a \"Mighty Action X\", the platformer.`` \"Oho, I'll try that one next.\" ``Before turning back to Selene, he said that in a more devilish tone.`` \"Did... Did you not press the begin button?\" ``He asked, looking at the screen.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene turned to James, looking at him fully confused. She thought he pressed the button. She was feeling completely dumb. Now, it all made sense why the game wouldn't start. Initially, she thought the game was frozen or the buttons were stuck.*\n\n\"No? Don't laugh.\"\n\n*Selene pressed the start button and started focusing on the game. She slightly pushed James away as for him to not disturb her. That, and also he was more than likely going to tease her for forgetting to do such a task.*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"I won't! I won't! I promise!\" ``He said, watching her play, of course his eyes wondered once more to the other cabinets. As much as Mighty Action X appealed to him, the other games might be just as good as he expected. Of course, there were the original cabinets, Sinistaryu and Magikarp Jump such, there weren't really as many new games as he had expected. Just those 3. For now he would just wait for her to finish.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*After about a minute, Selene was over with it. She was careful enough but she simply wasn't fast. It was a good enough attempt, definitely better than James' one. Being the sore loser she was, Selene got frustrated at the game for losing.* \"OH COME ON, I WAS SO CLOSE!\" *To forget about it, she turned around to James and placed her head on his shoulder.* \"Now, what game are we going to play because I'm NOT going to touch Fruit Ninjask ever again?\""
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "``James gulped as she watched her get frustrated. He hadn't really seen her like this.`` \"Well, we could play Mighty Action X, it's one of the new games there.\" ``Taking her by the hand, he leader her over to the machine.`` \"To me, it looks like a platformer and an easy one too! I'll let you play it first, it seems like my kinda game and yours too.\" ``Continuing, he slotted a coin in the machine for her.`` \"Plus we need to test it!\""
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene was interested. What type of game Mighty Action X was? She had never heard of it and was hoping he'd start first to show her the basics of the game. It was a competition and she wanted to score higher than him.* \"Alright, alright, go first. And teach me the basics, please. I want to score better than you.\" *Selene once again placed her head on her shoulder and peeked over.* \"Come on James, show the world what you're made of.\""
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Heh. Alright then. First go it is.\" ``He said, starting the game. He had 1 minute to get to the end. Moving the little character between platforms, his score incrased each time, the more times you jumped, the more scire you got it seemed. On top of that, he leapt on enemy heads,giving hin extra bits of score. As the timer began to run out a lot quicker, he had reached the end of the level.`` **GAME CLEAR!** \"Oh uh, it seems like there's more levels, I guess I keep going until I die. Hold on Selene, I'll just die on this level so you get your turn.\" ``Being polite he let the enemy hit his in-game character, losing. Slotting in the coin, he let Sepene have her go by moving out the way.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene immediately caught up on him. Why did he lose? It was clearly staged. She wouldn't allow this. She had manners. Her mother had taught her better than that. She grabbed his hand and smiled at him, hoping to encourage him to once again play.* \"Oh, come on James, I know you're a gentleman but come on, please don't lose for me. Just play again.\""
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Ah alright. Thank you, Selene.\" ``He chuckled for a second as she called him a gentleman.`` \"Just, let me know when you want a turn.\" ``He said, slotting in another coin and breezing through the first level once more. As the little character kept jumping to end of levels, James was feeling a lot more happy with each victory.`` \"This game's real good! I wonder if there's a sequel or something.\" ``He said turning to Selene with a smile.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Yeah, me too.\" *Selene noticed an opportunity for a joke. A devilish smile grew on her face, realising that the potential she had on her hands was endless. James would absolutely love her joke and fall on the ground. James could see that Selene was trying her best not to smile.* \"Yeah, Mighty Action Y!\" *Unfortunately though, she couldn't keep it any more. She burst out laughing, thinking that this was the best joke ever.*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Heh! That's pretty funny!\" ``He said, laughing a bit at her joke.`` \"Then maybe, they'd have Mighty Action Z!\" ``He laughed a bit more continuing the joke. Unfortunately, this little joke had cause a GAME OVER for him. Getting out the last of his laughs, he looked back the cabinet, a bi surprised for a second, but nodded for a few seconds, entering his high score.`` \"Well Selene, I think it's time for your turn. Wouldn't be fair if I hogged it.\" ``He said moving out the way so Selene could have a go.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"AHAHAHA, THEN IT'S GAME OVER!' *Selene was already so cheerful that she couldn't resist not laughing at his joke. Her laugh was so loud, it could be heard from across the end of the room. She definitely was having fun with him. She entered a coin and started the game, not knowing what to expect.* \"I'll show you how a REAL princess plays videogames. Heh, not to brag but I am an expert at Magikarp Jump.\" *Even though it wasn't a game that required a ton of skill but she had great experiences with it in the past, even defeating famous influencer and Elite Four Member, Sawaturyo. Back home, she used to play Magikarp Jump with her friends all the time.*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"AHHAHAHA!\" ``He laughed along with her, before calming down quickly.`` \"Alright! I doubt you can beat my score then, princess.\" ``He teased`` \"Isn't Magikarp Jump one of the easiest games though?\" ``He questioned himself.`` \"I'm pretty sure it's impossible to be bad and get a bad score on Magikarp Jump.\" ``He just bluntly said.`` \"No offence though.\" ``He said, not wanting to sound like he was shaming Selene for her high Magikarp Jump score.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Of course she knew that she couldn't beat James' record but it was worth a try. Who knew? No one, even her did not expect to be Alola's first ever League Champion.* \"S-silence James, you're just telling me that to throw me off.\" *Selene persisted on that Magikarp Jump was a tough game.Yes, all you needed to do was press a button but still, Selene was an expert at this game, she wasn't going to allow James to take that off her.* \"It's the best game ever, you'll see!\""
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"I know it's good and, I never said it was. Also you said REAL princess, a-are you calling me a princess?\" ``He said a bit confused now, remembering what Selene said. James now sort of just stood there, mildly confused, deep in thought almost. Seems like Selene may have unintentionally made him stop bothering her for the time being.`` \"I- uh? Huh??\""
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene turned to him, losing her concentration of a spare second. She didn't know what he was talking about. When did she say that?* \"No, I didn't. AHHHH!\" *Talking to James threw her off but luckily, she was able to save her character just in time to avoid crashing and losing. It was a close call and thankfully, she turned around in time.* \"AHH, OH, COME ON!\" *She was getting into this. She really wanted to win. Her competitive side came out.*"
}
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{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"I'm sure he must be!\" ``Continuing, he looked around for a second.`` \"Why not show me how good you are at Magikarp Jump?\" ``He offered, pointing to the arcade machine of the game.`` \"I wanna see how good you are!\" ``He smiled, leading her over again. It felt good - exciting even to spend time with Selene again, even if she was acting a bit differently, but he didn't necessarily mind. He still kept his same-old grin on.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Now we're talking!\" *Selene smiled, thinking that James had found the perfect game for her. She was about to show off to James how cool she was. When it came down to coolness, she could even rival Silver. She really wasn't expecting James to beat her, no matter how he tried. She walked towards it and put a coin inside the slot.* \"Not to brag but I mean I'm really good at this game. It's not that complex of a game but it's really fun.\" *And there was the Selene James had grown to love. She was such a nerd but as of late, she had been trying to act cool.*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"I haven't seen too much of it, honestly. But it does sound simple.\" ``He said, standing to her side to watching, smiling all the while.`` \"You have a real high score on it, right?\" ``Tilting his head a tiny bit, he still kept a smile on his face as he questioned her.`` \"If you do, I'd expect nothing less!\" ``He complimented her. He couldn't hold his small amount of excitement to see how Selene would demonstrate her skills at the game.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Here, you can watch now.\" *Selene made way for James to get comfortable enough to watch. She didn't want him to squeeze his head just to do so. Besides, it wasn't anything special, simply a high score on a game designed for children.* \"Uhm ... Yeah, I have a decent enough high score. The first time I came here, I got top 3. My name's still there.\", *Said Selene, being reminiscent of the time she came here with Sawaturyo. It was a fun experience for her.* \"And ... We have takeoff!\", *Said Selene, with a smile as she watched Magikarp jump up in the air.*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"That's... It?\" ``He asked, looking a bit confused for a second.`` \"Top 3, eh? Wow, you must be good at this game then, Selene!\" ``He said with a bit of awe, it must be nice though, to have a high score in a top 3. Although, Magikarp Jump was a bit of an easy game. Closest James ever got was one back in Hoenn, though he couldn't remember the name of the game. How disappointing.`` \"I've gotten close to Top 3 before, but I don't remember the game, or how I lost. I could probably ask Marie and Morgan honestly.\" ``He told Selene, but this was purely out of context.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Uhm, y-yeah, what's wrong? It's a fun game.\" *Selene didn't know what he expected. The game was as simple as one would expect. It was simply a Magikarp jumping. Selene was fully committed to the Game and hoped that she'd finally make it in first place, after so much time trying.* \"Well, that's cool! What was the game like?\", *Said Selene, being interested in him. She was a great listener and was always looking forward to hearing other people talk about their stories.*"
}
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{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"THAT'S GREAT, SELENE!\" ``He hugged back, grinning. It was good to see her happy, plus First Place was always good!`` \"This is great! You really are good at this game, Selene.\" ``He complimented her, still happy.`` *[Heh, bestie. That feels nice.]* ``Mentally saying to himself, he felt nice knowing he was her best friend, that was good. He lightly chuckled after thinking that.`` \"Well, you have bragging rights now!\" ``He joked.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Thanks James, you're a really good friend.\" *Selene smiled at his compliment. He wasn't wrong, she had done it! Magikarp Jump? Completed it! Luckily for her, James was there to witness it. Now, she could actually support her true story with evidence. She grabbed her phone out and took a picture, sending it to everyone, yep, including James with the caption \"I made it.\" She was super happy about this and wanted to forever capture this moment!*\n\n*She couldn't help but smile at his joke, even though it was silly. Selene wouldn't brag about getting first place in a stupid arcade game but it was cool to have done so.* \n\n\"Yeah, yeah, I'm the best.\", *Said Selene, letting out a giggle.*\n\n\"Anyways, what do you want to play now? Do you want to continue or do you want to grab a bite and sit down for now and play more games later? Either way, both is good.\""
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "``In the picture, James flashed a grin of joy. Thinking about Selene's question, he tapped his chin for a couple seconds.`` \"Would it be alright if I had a go at Magikarp Jump?\" ``He asked.`` \"I just want to try it out.\" ``He sort of pleaded politely towards Selene, he didn't know why he was pleading, she would probably let him anyway.``\n\n\"We could go get a bite to eat after though, I think this place does have some snacks.\" ``He told her, his stomach growling.`` \"Or- uh, maybe food first, if it's alright with you?\" ``He asked once more, ready to ask for snacks rather than play a game.`` \"I have the money, so I can buy something for you as well!\" ``He offered in return.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"Oh, yeah,sure ... Sorry for standing in the middle.\" *Selene moved away, feeling bad for standing in front of the arcade machine. She hadn't even realised she was doing so. She apologized, hoping that James would forgive her. She stood behind him and peeked over his shoulder.* \"I'm rooting for you, James! Do your best!\"\n\n*Selene wasn't that hungry, she almost never was but since James' stomach was growling, it'd be impolite not to grab a bite.* \"Sure, let's grab some snacks and air down.\" *Selene smiled, obviously flattered by his gesture but she'd never accept any money from him. She shook her head and declined his offer.* \"No, thanks! You've already done far more than enough by simply being here! It's luck that brought us here together.\", *Said Selene, giving him a big hug from behind.*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"I guess it is! And that's fine, I just wanted to offer, and you got first place! That's something to celebrate over with food, y'know.\" ``Saying that, he strolled over the counter to ask for snacks like a hungry cat. Paying for a bag of chocolate pretzels, he opened the pack and walked back towards Selene.`` \"Are you sure you don't want any?\" ``He asked, opening the bag and put one in his mouth.``\n\n\"Ahh, these are so good!\" ``Was all he could say after eating one.`` \"You really gotta try one, Selene, you'll like 'em, I *Promise* You.\" ``He assured her as he offered the packet towards her, it was quite spacey, so there were quite a few pretzels in there.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"No, thanks, I ate back at home.\" *Selene shook her head. She had already eaten something back home. Besides, she already said she didn't want any, she had to stay true to her words. Yep, they look delicious and she knew that she would have loved them but she wasn't in the mood for any.*\n\n\"What did you eat for lunch?\", *Asked Selene, curious to see what he was up to.* \"Have you been eating?\" *Selene smiled, crouched down and poked him in his belly.* \"Boop!\" *Selene let out a chuckle and covered her mouth using her hand.*"
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"Ah, alright, alright-\" ``James was cut off when she poked his stomach.`` \"Y-yeah, I did, but... Please don't do that, Selene.\" ``He had a weirded out look on his face as he began eating again, filling his stomach and regaining his power and will. Moving over to a bin and putting the packet in, he stretched for a second and approached the machine.`` \"Okay... So I just...\" ``He inserted a coin and began playing. As Magikarp leapt up, it jumped quite high at the press of a button, but not as high as Selene, but to at least place himself in Top 15!`` \"Fourteenth! I'll take that as a win!\" ``He said with a boost of confidence.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "*Selene's face expression quickly turned from happy and cheerful to an apologetic one. She didn't want to make James feel bad, this wasn't her intent at the slightest. She quickly felt like the need to apologize.* \"Uhm, s-sorry for that, James.\" *She carefully watched James, hoping that he wouldn't make a fool of himself. As the Champion of Magikarp Jump, she always appreciated a good play. Seeing him finish 14th was a happy moment for her. It wasn't bad, actually it was decent enough. That's better than the first time she ever played.* \"Hehehe, good on you James! Great skills you've got there. Now, let's play another game.\""
},
{
"author": "James Ikoria",
"message": "\"It's fine, Selene!\" ``He reassured her again.`` \"It just caught me off guard, it's alright.\" ``He huffed with a bit of pride from her compliments.`` \"Thank you. Maybe if I play this game, I'll get everything to know about it, then I can beat you!\" ``He continued saying, chuckling.`` \"So, what do you wanna play? There's a ton of games, honestly.\" ``He glanced at few of them, taking note of one machine called Sinistaryu and that other new game.`` \"Hmm...\" ``He just simply thought to himself, wondering.``"
},
{
"author": "Selene",
"message": "\"O-okay James.\" *Selene let out a nervous laugh and rubbed the back of her neck, not exactly knowing how to feel. Thankfully, James seemed to be fine with it. If he didn't, Selene would have been super mad at herself. Hopefully, that was all behind them.*\n\n\"Uhm, no idea, heh.\", *Said Selene, letting out a chuckle and looking around.* \"We can do what you want. I don't really care.\" *Selene shrugged her shoulders and let James decide, knowing that he probably had more experience.*"
}
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{
"author": "Kris",
"message": "*Nearby is an entire 8-player mega cabinet dedicated to Daytona, otherwise known as the greatest arcade racing game known to man. Surprisingly, Kris is the only one playing it right now, which she assumes to be due to other kids thinking it's 'boomer asf', which is technically correct but incredibly disrespectful.*"
},
{
"author": "Silver",
"message": "However, she wasnt the only one to now be near the cabinet. As the moment Silver lost at his own game he scanned the arcade, spotting the familiar teenager and slowly creeping up behind her. Risking his life for this joke? Yes. Absolutely. It was funny. He reached over and grabbed a part of her hair, tugging at it and announcing. \n\"KRIS.\" \nNot very loud, at least not loud enough to alert anyone else of his presence. Simply being a little fuckwad to his buddy."
},
{
"author": "Kris",
"message": "*No reaction. Kris is hyperfocusing, and has apparently been winning quite a bit. It's clear how much she enjoys this game, even if nobody else in this arcade seems to. An old soul, maybe, or maybe she just likes it for the fact that it's not absurdly flashy or campy like modern arcade games, just a simple and clean racing game.*"
}
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{
"author": "coobergoob",
"message": "```Voided I think```"
},
{
"author": "Sean McAlister",
"message": "*Inside the Arcade it's very dimly lit. The main source of light are the arcade Cabinets, featuring titles such as The clawitzer machine, \"DIGlet-DUGtrio\", and Sean's personal favorite, \"Ultra Space Invaders\"Sean stood at his favorite and was doing phenomenally, drawing in quite the crowd as he was about to beat the high score that had been there for years. \"Come on... Come on...!\" He thought as people cheered him on. The screen display showed a pixelated Lunala flying through an ultra wormhole, shooting Moongeist Beams at oncoming ultra beasts. The score read 62,735 and the high score read 65,075*"
},
{
"author": "Agnes",
"message": "One thing you would least expect to see in an arcade is a celebrity or Contest Star. Agnes was both of those, at least back home, she was.\nShe would wear a more casual outfit to the arcade, although still with the knee-high boots and elbow-deep gloves for personal reasons. She would make her way around, her Mawile following close behind and her Togedemaru on her head, vibing in her hair. Eventually, she would overhear a crowd forming around the 'Ultra Space Invaders' machine. Looks like someone was on their way to beating the high score. Curious, she went to check it out, Togedemaru yipping and rolling atop the arcade cabinet while Agnes went and spectated the game.\n\"...Yo- Mind if I take a turn after you? Haven't played this one in a while.\""
}
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{
"author": "Sean McAlister",
"message": "*Sean's Sableye, Topaz away clinging to his back and when she approached, it hissed. He acted as Sean's bodyguard while he was playing. Seans attention wasn't taken away from the game and he quickly and quietly replied* \"Y-yeah... Sure~\" *His hands were moving to press the buttons at rapid speeds and his score only climbed higher and higher: 63,065, 64,980 65,030, then- the screen went black* \"W-what...? What happened?!\" *Someone had tripped on the cord and unplugged the cabinet. The crowd begins to murmur softly then dissipate, leaving Sean, Topaz, Agnes, and her Pokémon. Sean looks at the empty screen in disbelief, sinking to his knees in front of it.*"
},
{
"author": "Agnes",
"message": "Seeing the screen go black made Agnes cringe a bit- That has to hurt, working so hard for nothing. She would soon enough decide to pat him on the back in some sort of attempt to cheer him up while Togedemaru got to work. The *Ball* Rolled off the cabinet and bounded to the machine's plug. Yep, it was unplugged alright, and so, it got to work!\nTogedemaru called Mawile over for assistance, the two working together to plug the machine back in and get it up and running, Togedemaru not caring about getting zapped, since it can just store the shock for later while Mawile plugged the game back in.\nEverything was reset, but Agnes tried to cheer Sean up.\"Yo... How about I treat you to something to take your mind off things, my guy? Sure, we don't know one another, but hey, may as well stop you from smashing something.\""
},
{
"author": "Sean McAlister",
"message": "*Topaz crawled off of Sean and towards the other pokemon. His presence was generally unsettling, his unnatural yellow color, setting him apart from other Sableye, his body moved in such a jerky fashion, whenever the crawled it would make a skittering noise, and his eyes and head twitched all the time. Sean winced at the pat on the back and suddenly remembered another person was there and he reverted to his normal conversational skills.* \"T-treat...? I-I couldn't put you out like that... I don't wanna be a nuisance~!\""
}
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{
"author": "Agnes",
"message": "\"Please- You're not putting me out of anything- Think of it as a friend helping a friend out! M'names Agnes, by the way. How about you, pal?\"She said, smiling kindly to Sean. Togedemaru and Mawile looked to Topaz, before Mawile went ahead and greeted the Sableye, not all that scared by him.\n\"Now, let's get you some ice cream or something, alright big guy?\""
},
{
"author": "Sean McAlister",
"message": "*\"F-friend...?\" He thought. He only had one of those. Was he only allowed to have one? Would he have to choose???* I-i my name??? Oh uhm... Thats- Sean... My name is- it's Sean *He really butchered that sentence... He picked up Topaz and got ready to follow her*"
},
{
"author": "Agnes",
"message": "\"Sean?...Alright then, nice to meetcha, Sean! C'mon, let's get going, I know a real good ice cream parlor not too far from here.\"Agnes said, smiling sweetly to Sean before she got going. Togedemaru rolled and chilled out on her head while Mawile followed."
}
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{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "Allister looked around for a bit before settling in the Baksetball game. He walked towards it, but unfortunately noticed that someone was playing it. To make matters worse the other Basketball games weren't working or weren't turned on.He could ask for a turn, but his nervousness and his timid personality made it difficult to"
},
{
"author": "Allister's Gengar",
"message": "Gengar slowly appeared, a bit concerned about Allister's well being. But he knew what Allister's purpose was. He was here to have a good experience. He gave Allister a little shove"
},
{
"author": "Allister",
"message": "The shove caused Allister to accidentally bump into Jason, in return causing Allister to fall back out of surprise. \"*Uhm... Erm... S-sorry 'bout that...*\" He said in a quiet tone"
}
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{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "Oh no! Leon was sure they could at least buy their stuff but it was too late—they were already getting followed and the man's blood is rushing through him. \"Wait, wait! I want to-\" But Allister have already shoved him outside and he dropped his wallet! Dragapult will retrieve it for him but still! The Charizard balloon! He was still clinging onto it but he couldn't for long as they're exiting the store since they didn't pay for it. *\"Goodbye, buddy...\"* He throws the plastic inflate toward the workers that are hot on their heels before the two ran off to a certain direction. Arceus bless their stamina is strong because they really *Booked* From there! Yeah, stores aren't safe so, they ran in between two buildings—into a back alley.\n\nAfter running deep in there, the two squish themselves in a nook and hope to hear the footsteps after them grow distant. Leon's breathing heavily, waiting, before daringly sticking his head out from the spot. \"They gone?\" Leon actually didn't realize where they hid. He just went where his feet led him. Once he realized, he'd shoot Allister a smirk. \"I see. It's a place away from the public, the front—it's the back, Alli?'\" Oh he's so proud of himself on this pun—\n\nAnyway, the two might as well dwell here for now. Sneaking into town was risky after all."
},
{
"author": "Gym Leader Allister",
"message": "They needed to hide, and fast! A hidey hole stashed between two buildings? Sure, good enough. They settled down as the footsteps following them ran past, and Allister, fearing that he would go to jail or something, buried himself in Leon's cape and squeezed his eyes shut while he waited for the noise to go away. Eventually, he couldn't hear the footsteps.\n*\"They gone?\"*\nThe ghost leader shrugged, before eventually pulling away and looking around. It was... Cozy (?) back here, and a little claustrophobic, but that was just fine for Allister. Since he always liked stashing himself in ruins and caves back home. \"I-I think they are...\"\n\n*\"It's the back, Alli?\"*\n\"What?\" Allister immediately whipped his head around, glaring at Leon. Oh, he was *Soooo* Proud of that pun, they boy could basically see it on his face. \"Oh, haha!\" He rolled his eyes, giving the champ a half hearted smack on the arm. \"Well, l-looks like this is our new home for a bit. Not bad, I just wish our food was here with us...\" He sighed, crossing his arms. \"Any ideas?\""
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon kept chuckling even though Allister smacked him in the arm. He's normally bad with puns but Raihan taught him well. It's lucky enough that they ate breakfast though, or they'd starve! They probably need to stay here a while because Leon heard scuttling footsteps coming by again. He pulls Allister onto him, making them squish more against each other as if to blend into the shadows of this hiding place. \"Would you say that this is our fault we're chased like this?\" Leon whispers with a nervous laugh at the end. \"We probably have to stay here for a bit, so let's get comfortable.\"\n\nLeon leans back on the wall behind him, letting his arms drop to his sides since the footsteps have once again disappeared to who knows where. \"I wonder what the others would think if we told them we've been on the run this whole time? Would they believe it?\" He haven't seen any of the Galarians this whole time—not that he wanted others to get involved, but have they left already? As for other elites, he's not sure if we wanted to get spotted by them, too. Is it possible Sigford could've warned the champions, etc. To look out for \"Cape Man and Masked Boy\" Too?"
},
{
"author": "Gym Leader Allister",
"message": "As more people ran past them, Leon drags him into another snug hug, and Allister squeezes his eyes shut until they go away. So, this is what they're gonna do today, sit in an alley while they wait for people chasing them to give up. He frowned, pulling his knees to his chest and restinhis head on them. Still being hugged, but he didn't really mind anymore.\n\"It prob'ly *Is* Our fault...\" Allister sighed. \"Eh, least w-were as comfy as it's gonna get.\" Now that they're stuck here, he's started to wonder if this was all just a really, really, bad idea. Not like he intended to be sight seeing and laying on the beach during his vacation, but hiding from people out to arrest them wasn't part of his plan either. Still, he was somehow having fun. And laughed a little when he thought about it all.\n\n\"I don' think the-the others would like wh-what we're doing,\" He admitted, smiling a bit. \"They already think w-we make bad decisions.\" At least from what he'd heard, with Leon saying that the others called him an idiot, and Allister already knows how much people look down on him for being young. It was probably a good thing they weren't with them. \"They'd prob'ly tell u-us t' just face the consequences, huh?\" Did not sound like an idea the boy wanted to do.\n\n\"Pfff,\" He blew a strand of hair out of his face and leaned back. \"You think p-people would leave us alone if we didn't have the cape nd mask?\" He joked... \"Hey, where'd the cape e-even come fr'm anyway?\""
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "Now that Leon thinks about it, no one else would approve of their actions at all. Like every. Single. Person would probably get mad at them. Sure, this is an island getaway, but will this kind of shenanigan reach all the way back home? Are they really the only ones irresponsible here? Leon slumps more against the wall. \"You're right. Even my besties would drag me right to them.\" He's implying Piers and Raihan. Piers is definitely the more serious of the trio, and Raihan, even though he appears to be the goof, can be more adult in situations like this. It makes Leon slightly feel pathetic. *Slightly*, like a passing thought. At least Allister, the next best, is on his side. He smiles at this and pets the kid's head. \n\n\"You didn't notice huh? Dragapult brought it back for me.\" He remembered summoning her back back when they were at the mansion before, telling her to collect his things. If there's anything he can't lose, it's his precious cape. Leon hugs it around himself like a blanket and kneels down near Allister. \"I'm glad I have it back...\" The thing felt like a hug around him when he wraps it around his shoulders like this. It's heavy enough to put pressure when he does. \"I don't think we're wasting time,\" Leon says abruptly. \"Some would say that if we're not making new relationships in this meetup. I'm not sure if I met anyone new outside of Galar.\" He likes to laugh to throw things off. \"Well, there was Monika, I suppose... Alphonse, Eden...\""
},
{
"author": "Gym Leader Allister",
"message": "Heh, best part about not having friends he supposed, there was no one to complain about him. Or care if he messed up. \"Ye... They would huh?\" Allister chuckled a bit, somewhat relieved that they weren't here. They'd be so disappointed in the two. Same with Nessa. Heck, even Bea, if she heard about this. She would be so mad at him. But also worried! He was worried to. What happens when they're out of places to run to? He wanted to believe it wasn't that bad...\n\"Ack,\" Allister complained. He flinched a bit when Leon pet him. \"Th-thanks? Aah, I... Um... Didn' notice. That was nice of it.\" He smiled, before reaching up to ruffle Leon's hair some more.\n\n\"So... What *Do* You think of the other people here?\" He asked, after a bit of sitting around. He was now sitting with his hands laced behind his head, enjoying the shade that the buildings provided. \"Ack, th-this outfit is *Not* Made for the weather.\" He sighed, fanning himself with his hand. \"I'd give anything to change how we dress... What about y-you Leon?\""
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{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "He'd be lying to himself if Leon wasn't the bit surprised Allister reached up to ruffle his hair. What was that for? Well... Leon liked it either way. It felt nice. It's also comforting aside from the snug of his cape.\n\n\"I don't really have a big vocabulary,\" Leon starts. \"So I don't know what to say about them while sounding like I really mean it.\" He has to rake through his mind for the ones that stood out in this island vacation so far. Some come and go and that's it. A greet and then a bye. Nothing too much. \"They're all strong, alright,\" He says with a nod, crossing his arms. \"I only ever battled Eden, but they wouldn't be here if they weren't somewhat capable.\" There he goes again, sounding like a jerk. Other than that, Leon doesn't really know what he thinks of others. They're strong, yeah, but anyone else he could think to say about *Personally* (because they hung out more than a hello and goodbye) is Monika.\n\n\"I like my outfit!\" Leon pats his chest, dusting off the nonexistent dust. \"It has microfibers, allowing it to breath and ventilate so I don't sweat so much—\" ~~Leon, shut up about your microfibers.~~ Nonetheless, Leon tugs at his collar. \"It *Is* Hot, though...\" But since they were on the topic of relationships— \"Haven't seen someone your age around, Allister, but do you think it's... Impulsive to get *Into* A relationship at vacation?\" ~~That question may or may not be everywhere.~~"
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"author": "Gym Leader Allister",
"message": "Sure, the others here were strong, but nice? People he'd want to be around for any amount of time... Probably not. He thought back to the group that had ditched him back at the cafe, for seemingly no reason, other than to chase some weird romance... \"They're... Okay... Only met a f-few.\" Aah, who had he met so far? Irsia, of course. She probably already forgot about him. Same with Anvi. He kind of met Blue... Kind of. But he's pretty sure all he did was freak the guy out. Oh yeah, there was Alphonse and Cynthia, who freaked *Him* Out. And... Oh yeah! That one lady.\n\"Shut!\" Allister ordered, pitching Leon's ear. \"Th-the outfit's fine, 'm just unlucky nd l-live in the desert! Kay?\" He also thought it just looked stupid.\n\n\"Oh... Um... A-about relationships!\" He sat up, shaking his head. \"Remember that girl y-you um... Dated? I think? Sh-she wouldn't leave me alone! K-kept ruffling my hair, wouldn' leave me alone.\" He sighed, but her forwardness was making him giggle. Maybe that was a bad thing.\n\nNo relationships huh? Tell that to Piers and Raihan. But, oh, Leon probably hadn't heard of that yet. It wasn't his place to say. \"Impulsive? S-says you. Um... Sorry. That was rude of m-me. Nd... No. 'M not really thinking 'bout it. Guess 'm just used to being the youngest.\" He'd seen Iris and Red? Maybe? But they weren't *That* Close to his age...\nWait? Was Leon asking him about a *Relationship?*\n\n\"Whoa whoa whoa! N-no!\" Allister said. \"No, no! 'M n-not looking for a relationship. Um- if that's w-what you were askin'... Nd 'm not sure I ever *Will* Be. Mkay?\" Besides, everyone just saw him as weird and distant. No way he would meet anyone who was...\"Into\" Him. So to speak. \"But... Why do you ask?\""
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "\"UGH!\" Leon covers his ears at the mention of him dating, before noticing what he's doing and forcing a smile at the little boy. \"Shh.\" He would gesture with a finger to his lips. \"I'm not cut out for dating. I'm too busy trying to live my own life right now.\" There was moments he had with Monika that he'll cherish, but other than that, it happened. And that's all. \"Her Gengar mentioned before that it was to protect me, but I really wish she talked with me more. Sometimes I felt like I was the only one carrying our conversations, and next thing I know, it's awkward when we run out of things to talk about.\" He blushed a bit when Allister implied Leon to be impulsive. \"Y-yeah... I only agreed because... Well, I thought I could do better. I really did. But simply wanting to protect someone rather than love *Love* Them is different. I still consider her a good friend, though.\"\n\n\"It's alright! I'm not saying you should look into a relationship.\" Is Leon seriously talking about relationships now? This is something completely new for him. \"I wouldn't know—why I asked? Well...\" Leon reaches up to scratch his chin, trying to find a way to explain his curiosity. \"I was thinking about Hop, too. Some people around your age starts to get like that. But! You're different! You don't seem to care. I wasn't like that either.\" Where is he going with this? Ah! They're just stalling for time at this point. Leon peeks around the corner again, to see if they're able to make a break for it."
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{
"author": "LACK-TWO 'BLAKE'",
"message": "\"Rotom, remind me to NEVER trust Black again.\"\n\nThe brunette muttered in his usual stern tone as he walked down the alleyway, looking around cautiously whilst a familiar electric and ghost dual type Pokémon buzzed around him like a Cutiefly with a flower. He had taken a look around Sigville and had actualy forgotten the way back so in a reluctant attempt to find his way, he'd called his 'aquatance' Black who had most definitely given him the wrong directions.\n\n\"I can't even tell whether he did this on purpose or he's just an idiot.. It's probably both..\"\n\nThe Rotom giggled and nodded, continuing to buzz around him energetically as it's trainer continued to walk, mostly unphased by any of this."
},
{
"author": "grimsley",
"message": "`Who is this sassy lost child?`\n\n_ _ \nThe day had been a long one for the man even if he hadn't gone out travelling much today. These days it felt that he got exhausted so much more easier, perhaps it was the strong summer rays on his white pasty skin that made his mind go off in a dizzy decay. The thin man all though being relaxed couldn't help but want to sit in the unforsaken shadows even if it was for just a moment so simply have some room to breathe to himself. \n\nIt was often that he smoked, he wasn't fond of the smell but what he did like to do was take a few puffs from an electric cigarette instead. He only allowed himself to do so if he was feeling *Nice to himself* As he said or just felt like taking a moment to show himself that he wasn't a complete stone heart and that he cared and loved himself too. \nSelf love is important too sometimes!\n\nThis time around Grimsley had chosen to wear a black short sleeved collared shirt with very thin white stripes, slim-skinny pants that hung off his legs quite nicely, a belt that looked much to expensive and designer circular shades to hide his face. It was a holiday after all, he could look as ominous as he wanted it wasn't as if he was going to run into someone he knew. *Especially not in a shady alley way.* \n\nHis ace Pokemon, Bisharp, stood in front of its trainer in its usual menacing stance. It caused the dark type trainer to chuckle before coughing in the mint scented air around him. \n\n\n\n\"It's a holiday, please do relax.\""
},
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"author": "LACK-TWO 'BLAKE'",
"message": "The rotom seemed uncomfortable from the odd smell that made it's way over, looking at it's trainer and giving them small electric shocks to try and tell them something.\n\n\"Rotom, calm down, what is it?\"\n\nShaking his head a little, Blake continued walking, the Pokémon by his side giving off a faint glow like a dim lightbulb that had a blueish-orange tint to it. Walking praticaly right past Grimsley and Bisharp without even noticing them, the man speaking made him jolt and on instinct, get a knife from his pocket and point it at them with a completely straight face.\n\nHowever, once he realised who it was he slipped the weapon back into his pocket and folded his arms, wondering what they were doing there. His rotom on the other hand, shuffled into his satchel and seemingly possessed a handheld fan that was in there, getting back out and blowing away the smoke in it's new form.\n\n\"My apologies, Sir.\"\n\nOh yeah, just be all 'My apologies' when you jUST POINTED A *KNIFE* At someone ya emotionally struggling bastard-"
},
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"author": "grimsley",
"message": "_ _ \nFor a man as *Grim* As himself he'd have been lying had he said that he wasn't enjoying his time here. For the first time it didn't feel too bad to sit there soaking up the warmth sunlight in oppose to being seated dramatically on the couch in his elite four quarters *Or* Dramatically staring off into the distance awaiting for the next child to squander up the long flight of stairs only for him to absolutely crush them. \n\nHe was very sound sensitive, the first few whispers between the rotom and the trainer had caught the dark type specialists attention although he dare didn't turn to show that he was listening. *It wasn't his fault that he had sharp hearing.* If i'm being honest, Grimsley often stealth trained with his team. He'd keep himself blind folded and make them make advancements towards him and he'd get himself to guess which angle they were coming from, it was the reason why he never was one to be jumpy around sudden surprises. \n\nHe raised a brow whatever kind emotion that had been splayed on his face moments before now completely gone. His bisharp moved in front of its trainer like a mini guard splaying its own sharpened blade. Grimsley rolled his eyes slightly and pat the steel type Pokemons head softly as if he was telling him that there was no need to be so *Rash.* \n\nHe cleared his throat slightly another stream of mint smelling clouds streaming from the side of his mouth a more enchanting smile embracing his face. He may be on holiday but that didn't mean he was going to start acting any less polite to the people around him- *Or at least he wasn't going to try doing that on purpose.* \n\n\n\"You know... Carrying sharp weapons like that is illegal around here I could get you arrested.\" He purred in a mocking manner."
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"author": "LACK-TWO 'BLAKE'",
"message": "He looked up at the dark type trainer with a face devoid of expression, glancing over at the Bisharp for a moment before directing his attention back to the man infront of him.\n\n\"You gave a giant blade creature right next to you which could *Easily* Do more physical harm than a small switchblade.\"\n\nThe brunette said calmly, muttering something along the lines of 'Besides, thats not the only one I have' inaudibly under his breath. The Rotom (which was now Rotom Fan mode) floated up to beside Grimsley's face and blew air at them, trying to disperse of the bad smell. It seemed to be a bit uneasy with an unknown scent, but at least Blake didn't have his Dewott out, that little water type probably had some kind of OCD as it got aggravated when things weren't in a specific order and such."
},
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"author": "grimsley",
"message": "_ _ \nHad the boy been able to see his eyes through the dark shades he'd have seen that there was a playful mocking shine dancing through the the dull shades of blue that seemed to yet not understand the meaning of fair play and life. Charmed, he let out a small chuckle bringing his hand to his chin as if he were thinking for a moment. \n\n\"My aren't you the life of the party?\" He mused as if the trainer in front of him hadn't said a word. His Pokemon however seemed to have taken much offence to that comment, had the dear old man not been here he would have charged at it. The bisharps senses like its trainer was more than just a little enhanced. His bisharp moved so fast that it could reflect every single grain of sand that was fired at it. \n\nWhat an *Odd* Young man indeed, unlike the rest that Grimsley had encountered always being so polite in front of him or far more energetic- *Dare he say it but he found it disgusting almost.* Playfully he puffed out one last cloud of spear mint smelling air turning the cigar off and slipping it in the safe spot in his pocket before chuckling slightly. *This one felt different, His body language and disrespect couldn't have made that thought anymore apparent.* Perhaps even his Bisharp felt the same way, maybe that was why he seemed to have taken so much offence."
},
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"author": "LACK-TWO 'BLAKE'",
"message": "\"I don't get invited to parties. Even if I did, I wouldn't go.\"\n\nBlake said, tilting his head a little to the side. He knew Grimsley was mocking him, teasing him and just straight out making fun of him, but he didn't care, he couldn't care. His Rotom continued to blow away the mist, once the last of it had been dispersed into the air it hovered beside it's trainer and un-possessed the small handheld fan. Barely letting it drop, the brunette caught the handheld fan whilst maintaining direct eye contact with Grimsley. Most would of taken that as a sign if a challenge, but to him it was honestly just reflexes.\n\n\"So, what are you doing here anyway?\"\n\nHe said in a monotone way, tucking the small fan into his satchel as if nothing had gone on. He did take a quick glance over at the Bisharp, knowing he had aggravated it without meaning to. It's not like he cared that he did, but at least he knew now to call the giant walking blade creature a-...Giant... Walking... Blade creature... Yeah-"
},
{
"author": "|Grimsley@ gima ai.+UnOVA DARKnE",
"message": "`you're no fun at all.`\n\n_ _ \nHe couldn't help but childishly scoff at that. Out of all responses the man had wanted he never did think someone would actually take it quite literally. *What a bore, it nearly made him seem interesting almost.* The grin on his face was that off a cheeky purloin. \n\nIts not that he was making fun of Blake but would it be a crime for the tired man to live his life every once in a while? Perhaps but this most certainly wasn't an unpleasant encounter now that he had taken a good look of the boy that stood in front of him. He may have been giving off the energy that he was uninterested in him, found him a bore even but nothing warmed his soul more than bitter angsty children. \n\nBlake would have had a hard stare returned from the small bisharp causing its trainer to scoff slightly bending town to scold it gently. \"Now now Bisharp he means no harm.\" He said in a tone completely different to what he had been using before. The man stood back up at his full height 6'1 and looked down at the boy once more. He didn't seem to be having a good day, he was more curious then he should have been but he couldn't help but ponder what possibly could have ruffled his feathers. \n\n\"Oh you know, I was simply exploring the island... Fine place isn't it?\" He said which is something completely uncalled for the man to say. To complement a place for it's beauty- even if he had called it out very simply and vaguely. \"How about you? Kids shouldn't be running down alleyways... You never know who's waiting on the otherside.\""
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"author": "LACK-TWO 'BLAKE'",
"message": "Blake was honestly a little confused, why were they grinning like that? Did he say something funny without knowing? Was this situation funny to them? Well, he knew Grimsley was a bit of an odd person but what had happened for then to find this in any way funny?\n\n\"It's different to say the least.\"\n\nThe Rotom sighed, satisfied with itself as it rested down in it's trainer's shoulder. The boy pet the exhausted ghost and electric dual type Pokémon gently, it buzzing in a happy and content sort of way.\n\n\"Oh, Black gave me wrong directions because he's a dumbass.\"\n\nHe said blaitantly, groaning a little at the mere mention of the other Unovan boy. They were just so *Loud,* It gave him headaches half the time just being in the same room as them, let alone when they get all exicted about battling and beating everyone and winning the Pokémon league and yadda yadda. Honestly, Blake had no intrest in any of that stuff, he just came here to get AWAY from people like Black."
},
{
"author": "|Grimsley@ gima ai.+UnOVA DARKnE",
"message": "`I'm not a fan of speaking but i'm speaking now so hear me out`\n\n_ _ \nIt was grin that he normally possessed on his face, the kind of smile that he put on when he was intrigued by something. Intrigue that he'd dare not show with his eyes or dare not convey with his vocal chords. \n\nHe nodded his head in agreement to Blakes answer. Different... Different was good sometimes, it made things more memorable in his opinion but alas not everyone thought the same now did they? What would be the fun in that. \n\nHis bisharp finally let stood out of its menacing stance taking her place back behind the elite four members legs where it stood seeking some kind of safe refuge there. He loved her very much despite the various occasions where his shirt and skin would have been lightly pressed against the blades of the pokemons body when he'd tried to have hugged it in the past. He wasn't much of a handsy person anyways. \n\nBlack.. Black... Oh yes! How could he forget? The kid certainly did leave a lasting impression on him when they had first met that was for sure... He gave off the impression of being the kind of kid that you could bait out into a white van. *A thought he'd never dare say out loud, he though off many things he shouldn't say.* \n\n\"Oh my... Perhaps I could be off some kind of assistance maybe?\""
},
{
"author": "LACK-TWO 'BLAKE'",
"message": "Honestly, you probably could lead Black into a white van. He'd be hesitant and sceptical at first of course but if you promised something like a battle or hell, even going so far as a gym badge, then he'd follow you in like a little brown haired (or rather feathered) duckling with red, white and black cap on. His Pokémon would probably get him out if there was nobody else, and if Blake happened to be there then he'd just let them get taken.\n\nWith the Rotom rolling off of his shoulder and into his arms, Blake seemed to ease up with his Pokémon's contact. His usual stern expression softened as he pat it's head gently, the Rotom giving a squeaky buzz as it's trainer looked back up at them.\n\n\"I think I'll be alright Sir, I have nothing really to do and I'm sure you're busy or would just rather be left alone.\""
},
{
"author": "|Grimsley@ gima ai.+UnOVA DARKnE",
"message": "`Me? Busy? N e v er `\n\n_ _ \nBlack wasn't the brightest person in all honesty but thats how most kids were, *Stupid.* He didn't hate them through and through like that but he was the kind of adult that sit and laugh all high and mighty about the underlings but it wasn't like he was wrong most of the time. Such foolish people indeed, no one would ever understand how it was like to live the high life, life that was truly glamorous and enjoyable. \n\nHe glanced down at the small Rotom, *How cute.* He took in a sharp finally taking off his rounded shades to get a real good look of the trainer. \"Left alone? Pish posh i'm on holiday for goodness sake am I not allowed to try socialise with my own free will?\" He announced in an equally under whelming tone almost sounding sarcastic. Though it may be true that he wasn't amused by others he wouldn't feel satisfied till he could confirm to himself that there *Was indeed* Nothing special about Blake. \n\n*Just like the other mindless kids*"
},
{
"author": "LACK-TWO 'BLAKE'",
"message": "\"Well, of course you can.\"\n\nHe said, he would of folded his arms or put them by his side but his Rotom was still sleeping in his arms. Not that he minded of course, his Pokémon were the closest he considered to actual friends, so he was willing to at least let them sleep in his arms.\n\n\"My apologies if that offended you, Sir.\"\n\nWas he really sorry though? If he could regulate emotions properly then he probably would of been, but with him being him? It was hard to tell. He wasn't as readable as other kids, his expression and tone were devoid of what normal kids usually had an abundance of.\n\n\"I suppose I am just not used to people talking to me..\""
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"author": "|Grimsley@ gima ai.+UnOVA DARKnE",
"message": "`you're being too polite`\n\n_ _ \nMaybe it was his constant formality? Something about the boy just had him rolling his eyes as if he was still an ignorant teenager. *Maybe it was because he reminded him too much of himself to a certain extent you never really could tell with the old haggler.* \n\nIn all honesty the man would rarely get that close to his pokemon, they were all soloists in a sense and they didn't often show affection to him. His Krookidile would often snap at him, the way that him and the big beast would get along was stirring up a whole lot of trouble with random wild Pokemon. With his Liepard? Well... He'd play guessing games with it so that was another way those two got along and well although him and his team didn't openly show their affection with hugs and treats they most certainly did get along through their mischievous ways. \n\nPerhaps the elite four member was more childish than he displayed himself to look like. He looked at him his own eyes as equally dull as Blakes as his gaze wavered round for a moment as if he was searching for some kind of flaw on the boys face. \n\n\"Ohoho don't be sorry i'm just teasing is all, I too don't often get the chance to speak to people perhaps we're both just lonely.\" He mused with a delicate chuckle"
},
{
"author": "LACK-TWO 'BLAKE'",
"message": "Blake seemed slightly uncomfortable at the way they were looking at him like that, what did they want? Were they trying to find something on him? Was it his Rotom? Well, he probably should of expected this all by now, it wasn't the first time people had looked at him funny or questioned the way he acted and it probably wouldn't of been the last.\n\nUnlike Grimsley, Blake and his Pokémon got on extremely well. They were one of the few things he knew how to genuinely care about and how to love, he felt like the slithers of emotion he felt when around them were genuine and not forced upon him. He didn't mind all their little imperfections like his Escavalier being partially blind, his Gliscor being a bit clumsy, Kabutops liking to hug him or hold his hand despite it's blade-arms or his faithful partner Dewott with it's want to keep things perfectly perfect and clean, they all made his Pokémon special in their own way, and he loved them for that.\n\nLooking up at the man whilst still holding his Rotom softly in his arms, he wondered what to do. It was a little awkard just standing in an alley like this, people could get suspicious.\n\n\"Uhm... So... Do you want me to go or?-...\""
},
{
"author": "|Grimsley@ gima ai.+UnOVA DARKnE",
"message": "`Light travels faster than speed. That is why some people are bright until they speak`\n\n_ _ \nHe slide his shades back on to avoid any further odd looks from the child. He had a very bad habit of looking at people even though he struggled to remember names and faces- For a man of his sorts his memory was very fickle and he wasn't proud of that but he wasn't about to go up and running around to hide that factor of his mind. \n\n\"Oh pish posh I might as well get you an ice cream as a sorry for taking your time, say it is quite hot today.\" Grimsley responded that dodgy smile of his melting into something more friendly and welcoming, that was his way of deciding that the kid was what he'd call *Managable.* \n\nHe turned around and made his own exit from the Alley way his bisharp waiting for the strange kid to follow after. Had Grimsleys sudden exist not make it obvious enough, he wasn't about to take a no for an answer. He was trying something different, he knew that he wasn't going to be acting as open and friendly once he returned to Unova so he might as well enjoy himself."
},
{
"author": "LACK-TWO 'BLAKE'",
"message": "\"Oh... Uhm... Thank you?..\"\n\nA little odd, he was sure he was the one wasting *Their* Time, not the other way around. Although, he wasn't going to argue about it or even question it that much, he wasn't one for deliberately starting arguments. Sure sometimes he did cause a debate, but it was usually by complete acsident and he didn't intend to do it at all.\n\nFollowing the dark type trainer of the elite four, he looked down at his still sleeping Rotom. He would of thought Rotoms had alot of energy with being an electric type and- y'know- Rotoms are usually depicted as being energetic, but he didn't mind that this one was sleepy alot. He found it a bit adorable, the was it buzzed in it's sleep like a little bee."
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"author": "|Grimsley@ gima ai.+UnOVA DARKnE",
"message": "```CLOSED SCENE W/ILIMA```\n\nThe man finally stopped his panicked run, slumping in the familiar back alley that he had walked across once upon a time. He allowed himself to bash his head on one of the brick walls for just one time. Smoke, he needed to smoke. He needed to get this off of his mind. The loud deafening claps of the fireworks lighting up the sky could be heard and it wouldn't have mattered for how far he ran off, the loud thunderous noises always seemed to have been following him. It was those loud sounds that he usually found so comforting and welcoming that now felt very foreign, like strangers, like he didn't belong. Thats right... He didn't belong on this island whatsoever, he didn't have the slightest needs to go off romanticising about pretty strangers, he should have been back in his elite four quarters back in Unova. \n\nHim and that boy lived in completely different worlds, it was foolish of him to kiss him and then have the audacity to leave so quickly. Shame on him, he didn't even know what his sexuality was! Without a doubt he regretted it yet he still couldn't help but wonder how he felt, if he was okay or not. He wasn't so sure about anything anymore, the moment he got to the mansion he was going to pack his bags and go back to some place that he was mean to call home. Smoking was bad, it was terrible and he hated it. He knew the amount of fatigue it had passed up on his body in the past but sometimes he forgot the years and amounts of will power he had put invested in trying to cut these habbits. \n_ _\n\nHis vision remained almost hazy as he fumbled around for a moment more, finding a dice charm that had a semi scrunched cigar the words '*Good luck*' scrawled on the top. Just this once, he'd allow himself to dip back into that intoxicating algorithm. Just this once, he'd allow himself to sulk and sob within his own embarrassment. He was always so direct with people, he was always so calm and collected, he was always so sure about what he wanted even if he pretended he wasn't but now? He wasn't so sure... Love is for fools anyways."
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{
"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "```So far far away.```\n\nIt was no surprise the pink haired trial captain was left in shock and dumbfounded the moment the man landed his lips on his, it was something he wasn't preparing for and nor did he think Grimsley would like him... In this way at least. They were supposed to go watch the fireworks together, supposed to sit in the grass and discuss about everything and nothing, perhaps maybe fall asleep in each other's arms at some point out of tiredness. \n\nAh... Yes he was so tired, so exhausted from his day. But he had to find him, he had to know what happened, he had to understand. Ilima hated when he didn't understand something, it was unbearable to him which is probably the reason as to why he was ever so stubborn with anything and dedicated in anything he was doing, he was a man anyone would look up to, although they did not want to know what problems was hidden behind the tan skinned man's figure. He was seen as perfect, flawless even! But it wasn't the case, oh far from there, only fools would think of him ever so greatly, people were being manipulated by the image he wanted to show of him, it wasn't that complicated after all. *Hiding behind an image wasn't so difficult, play nice, play kind, be polite and think of yourself as the greatest... Yes that was what he wanted to show, but it wasn't who he really was.* He'd hate himself for playing a role within his mother's shadow, he felt like he was the actor, and his mother was just a mere scriptwriter manipulating him indirectly. Oh yes he loved her, he loved her so much! But sometimes he wished he wasn't born in a family where this situation applied to his personality. *He wanted to be himself but he didn't even know who he himself truly was, he lied to his mind for so long now he felt like it was impossible, he wished he could think meet himself, his true self, and get to know him. He bet it'd be fun.*\n\n** **\nEven if Grimsley did fall in love with him, did he really? Didn't he fall in love with the fake him he made up his whole life? He probably did for he never truly showed his true nature to the deep blue haired man, it saddened him, it made him so upset. He felt sorry... Was it why Grimsley ran away? Did he find out about his trickery and realized who he was? Maybe... But then he found himself thinking a bit too much, ah. He was probably overthinking all of this, didn't he? Well..\nNow he found himself in this back-alley where he believed Grimsley ran to, he was pretty sure he saw him take a turn here. He wanted explanations, he wanted to have a talk. And if it was even possible, give him a soft kiss back. \nHeavy breathing from running so fast trying to catch up the man, he held onto his chest as he tried to grab some air, but he had no time to waste. Peeking from the wall he glared at the tall familiar figure that stood here, holding onto his chest even more tightly.\n\"Grimsley. Why?\" Was all he said."
},
{
"author": "|Grimsley@ gima ai.+UnOVA DARKnE",
"message": "`back to being a five year old again`\n\nSometimes people wanted to know too much. Sometimes people were way too informed, some people were beginning to get too close to him for his comfort. He wasn't overly secretive like that or anything but here right now? He felt himself wanting to shrivel away like a flickering candle. Trust was so hard, he barely even trusted Will and heck he's known him forever after. There were even some things that Alder didn't know and that made him feel like he was committing an unspoken crime sometimes. Maybe, just maybe it was the fear of getting close to someone and opening up to them, sharing feelings, being kind, being compassionate. He had all the patience in the world but he wouldn't spend a single drop of it on himself. He was too stubborn and he would always be that way.
\n\n
*It was the fear of becoming another version of his father.* It was that fear alone that kept him isolated from the others, it was that fear alone that made him want to reject his friends, it was that fear alone that took away countless hours of sleep, fears and worries like that which made him act that much more suspicious. He longed so much to stray away from the way his father acted and he doubted very much that he would be capable of treating anyone the right way that they deserved to be. Besides, he simply assumed that everyone around him was an enemy, that they disliked him. Anyone would feel shocked and dumbfounded to suddenly be left like that. It could have ben so sweet, they could have been sweet together.
\n_ _\n\nWhat did he really think of Ilima? He was far from perfect. Any normal small minded person would easily think he's a charmer, that he was always so flawless and seamless but that was something he could see past that. No one was perfect, even the happiest of people had to have some kind of issue that happened to them in the past, some kind of flaw or fault in their personality. Ilima got flustered too easily, he was the kind of man that seemed to easily be woooed by a magic show. He almost reminded him of the innocent pure youths but he felt like there was something more. He loved him, and that was the part that hurt most. Falling in love was what pained him the most.
\n\nHe was blinded by his own salty pricked tears so to suddenly have someone suddenly clutch onto his chest was a surprise. It made him instantly wipe his eyes quickly and instantly crunched up the cigar not wanting to seem rude. *Dear lords he's still trying.* \"...\" He stayed silent for a moment before looking away. \"Because I like you dumbass.\" There he goes off again sounding like a troubled teenager again. He mentally kicked himself for it."
},
{
"author": "Ilima *.",
"message": "```Running away isn't an escape from your feelings.```\n\nIt happened the younger one would question himself if he'd ever find someone to make his real self come out, someone that'd open his eyes and push him to be independant. Why did he care about his mother's career and image so much anyways? It was so simple. The love of a son for his mother. She is an idol to him, the person he's looking up to, the person that cared about him when he was a kid when his father would simply be away working in another region.\n\nThese passionate eyes he had whenever he would witness something that truly pleased him was his real nature, the person he was. He was a passionate man for anything beautiful, he was a man with feelings, emotions, yes he did get sad, more often than what anyone could think if anything. Yes it'd happen from time to time he'd take a pillow and scream into it and cry himself to sleep hoping that no one would ask to enter his room at this exact moment. He was a puppet, or at least that was how he felt but he wouldn't dare to openly talk about it for who would care anyways? People loved him for his image of the perfect being! Who needs to know what he is going through? Absolutely no one! \n\nThe reason as to why he was getting flustered so quickly was because the way he acted with Grimsley was more natural, it was like he was slightly free from his prison for once. When the taller man complimented him, he felt like he was complimenting his *Actual* Personaliy, and not his happy mask. No one ever could witness this part of him, but Grimsley did somehow. Maybe then, he was the one that could pull him out of his misery...? \n\nHe liked the dark specialist more than anyone would guess, he liked him for being an observer, for always picking out small almost unnoticeable details. It showed that the man showed interest in something, and when he did he really focused on it, he was an interesting man to say the least.\n\nNot only that, but he felt like he was flourishing when he was next to him, he felt like it was different. He never felt this way around anyone, not even friends. It was a warm feeling that invaded his chest whenever he went to be a little close, his stomach knotting itself as if butterflies was about to burst out of him. It was an odd comparison but it did feel like it, ah...\n\nHe decided to approach the man, and glared up at him with narrowed brows. He wasn't about to be reassuring, he felt like Grimsley had to understand and hear these next words.\n\"...Then why did you run away?\" He questioned before shaking his head.\n\"You ran away without leaving me the time to react or say anything, Grimsley. How did you expect me to react?\" He added to his questioning, but he quickly slapped the cigar away from the other's hand.\n\"Cut the crap with this, it won't save you.\" He snarled a little, but it was out of concern. He didn't feel like acting. He worried immensely for the other to the point tears formed up in the corner of his eyes as if he couldn't handle his concern and frustration. If anything, he even grabbed the Elite 4 member's collar and pulled him down in closer so he could look at him straight in the eyes.\n\"...You are the dumbass.\" He finally replied before tears started to run down his cheeks, visibly being upset and overwhelmed by feelings."
},
{
"author": "|Grimsley@ gima ai.+UnOVA DARKnE",
"message": "`i'm a bad bitch you can't stop me! I do what i want`\n\nHe like Ilima glowered at the mention of mother. Mothers were such a sweet thing, they were always there, so loving and caring, anything and everything he ever wanted. Too bad that she no longer was around. The way she passed away fuelled him with great fury but even then, there wasn't a single thing in his power that could take back the past. No matter how much he wished on stars and prayed for some stupid jirachi to appear he could never see her again. \n\nIt was true that he focused on things a bit too much but he always assumed that habbit of his started up when he had started working as a casino dealer. *He had been doing it for ten years and the people in the casino were always so interesting, it was impossible for him to not pay attention to them.* Of course that wasn't the only reason why he was always paying attention to his surroundings, why he always seemed so paranoid around places, why he seemed so dodgy. \n_ _\n\nHe understood very well, and he didn't wish for Ilima to stop. Being yelled at was never nice but everything that was happening was something that he without a doubt deserved. He kept quite, the areas he had slapped stinging leaving his pale white skin a gentle pink. Still, even though his eyes were slightly wet his stare was still as strong as ever, *His lips on the other hand? They were quivering.*\n\n_ _ \nHe didn't show any signs of snapping back, instead. He took a deep breath and looked to the ground again for he feared if he held his gaze for any longer he really would break out in a steam of tears. It wasn't until Ilima started crying he really was beginning to feel the cause and affect of his actions boring into his skin. \"I love you so so much that it hurts.\" *That wasn't what he was trying to say, he was trying to say that he simply assumed that-*\n\n_ _ \nNoting down his assumptions was only going to make him seem even more in the wrongs! Not that he wasn't in the wrongs in the first place... \"Forget what i said.\" Grimsley quickly mustered, clearing his throat with a loud *AHEM.* \"My actions throughout the evening has been utterly despicable, I have no explanation for why I did what I did but just know that I truly am sorry for hurting you.\" And just like that, he put back up his shields.\n\n_ _ \nJust like that, he brought up a slender white hand and gave the poor Alolan boy a pat on the head, just like he did at the start of the night. Just like that, he gave him possibly the most sweetest but sincere smiles he could muster his tongue being heavily clamped as the ball in his throat only swelled up that much more.\n\n_ _ \n\"I'm sure I mentioned that I would disappoint.\""
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"author": "Sigil",
"message": "The source of the smoke slowly turned, facing a white-clad man who was either a mafia member or just really fancy himbo. It slowly floated towards him, staring appraisingly at his jewelry as if it personally approved of his choices. Meanwhile, its trainer wondered why it was trailing off all of a sudden, and he followed with a huff, \"Well now.\"\n\nHe looked up at Glace with a shady glance, a bunch of things running through his mind. \"Nice gems\", he remarked, pointing with a gloved hand at the brooch; he would probably ask about them if it weren't for the fact that he was hopelessly lost, and he cleared his throat, \"So uh, what brings you to a place like this? You don't look like the scruffy type\". Sigil slightly cocked his head to the side, \"Unless...\""
},
{
"author": "Glace-Hiver-Lumiere-Lustre",
"message": "*Glace was having a nice stroll... Again. He took a lot of strolls to clear his mind. Was he in a alley? Oui. Why? Simple, ice cream order. Glace loved ice cream as much as he loved his mother... Okay maybe more. He had gotten the text from the ice cream seller. It was trusted ice cream, don't worry. Nothing shady. Well he was in a ally. But, anything for ice cream. Glace was wearing a white stripped trenchcoat today, with a diamond necklace and a pair of lacey white cloves. A pair of black pants and white boots and boom. Fashion skills. And too top that off, a diamond brooch. Damn boy. Now back to the deal at hand. As he walked in the alley he saw, smoke? Glace had seen smoke before, oui, many times in fact. His dad was a heaver smoker who loved his cigars more than him.*\n\n*Glace jumped a bit. He placed a hand on his chest to chil out ~~get it~~. He eyed the man in front of him,\" Oui. I'm just on my way to get something.\" He was ready run out of there if he happened to even t o u c h him. Overdramatic as always. Glace tried to maintain a calm look and manner. He made sure to balance his voice, so he didn't sound on the edge. If this man mugged him-*"
},
{
"author": "Sigil",
"message": "Fancy clothes, trench coat, and a certain something to acquire, definitely a mafia man. Sigil looks a tad suspicious, could there be some sort of... Activity in the island? Well, he can't exactly talk, but he can probe, \"You're out to get something? In a place like this? A bit suspicious\". He holds his gaze, the galarian weezing at his side looking *Twice* As suspicious as it judgingly puffs out steam."
},
{
"author": "Glace-Hiver-Lumiere-Lustre",
"message": "*Glace raised a brow,\" Are you accusing me of being part of something? Yes I am part of Alola's Elite 4, but nothing more. Hey I ryhmed-\" He put a hand on his hip. Oh my God don't have a brawl Glace can only slap peoples face. Glace had some worried thoughts now. And the smoke was terrible. Like chile please.*"
},
{
"author": "Sigil",
"message": "\"Hm? Oh no no, l didn't accuse of you of anything at all. If it isn't anything unscrupulous, mind telling me what it is?\", he asked, taunt and ready to leap like a hissy rat if things got ugly. While the other man looked flamboyant and somewhat harmless, people in trench coats are either incredibly hapless or somehow have a machine gun stuffed in there; Sigil did not want to take his chances. \"I could perhaps help you, once l stop being lost, that is\", the weezing stopped blowing steam, and has settled on looking at the two converse with a judging look."
},
{
"author": "Glace-Hiver-Lumiere-Lustre",
"message": "*Glace tensed up a bit,\" I need more ice cream and I know a guy who makes the best.\" As he spat it out Glace was doing a idle movements. It was a tendancy of his. Now he noticed the intense look of the man. Like um, do I lOoK liKe- Ahem. Glace just wanted his ice cream but nOo... God he's being bipolar now. Glace was starting to get aggitated by this encounter.*"
},
{
"author": "Sigil",
"message": "His look devolves into pure confusion, \"Wh-\", he takes several moments to process it, like someone told him the baby was him with no context whatsoever. Sigil noticed his weezing being a bit of a bitch and recalled it back to an odd, pure black pokeball with dark blue linings, \"Uh, are you alright?\". He steps back a bit, \"Apologies for the misunderstanding\", he deftly said, \"But l haven't seen anyone in this area for a while, and l've been here for hours\""
},
{
"author": "Glace-Hiver-Lumiere-Lustre",
"message": "*He nodded. See? Mistunderstanding,\" Yeah your Wheezing was a bit too much for me. It's okay now.\" Glace pulled at one of his gloves to make it tighter,\" I shall be on my way now... What's your name? Not to be nosey.\" Ice cream, here comes Glace.*"
},
{
"author": "Sigil",
"message": "Oh boy, daddy or mommy issues? A bit hard to tell, \"Huh, you could have said so earlier\", he suddenly scrambled up the alley wall, balancing on the thin edge, \"The name's Sigil... See you, l suppose\""
},
{
"author": "Glace-Hiver-Lumiere-Lustre",
"message": "*Omg. Glace watched,\" Wow... Ahem, I'm Glace. Au revoir.\" Glace hurried out of there while checking his phone with the text of 'Where r u!?!??!'. He sighed deeply in relife. That was very intense and he didn't like that.*"
},
{
"author": "palen___jumz",
"message": "`they outta tgeree`"
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{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "Zoro and his Infernape partner, Meteor, have gotten somewhat lost due to taking a wrong turn somewhere. Now they were in the back alley, Zoro sitting down to take a little break while he got his bearings. Meteor just ranted for a short while, then huffed and sat down."
},
{
"author": "Victor",
"message": "Nearby, there was a lot of yelling and soon, Victor ran into the alley while people ran past it. The boy huffed with effort and didn't notice Zoro. \"Damn, that was amusing but also hurtful sometimes.\""
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "\"...Hm?...Hey, you. Do you know your way around here?\"Zoro asked Victor before getting up, dusting himself off.\nMeteor hopped onto Zoro's back and glared at the galarian lad, soon having a small realization."
},
{
"author": "Victor",
"message": "\"Oh- hello. I guess I do, why?\" He asked as he glared back at Meteor. \"Your chimp doesn't seem to like me.\" There was now another thing yelling, and it turned out to be Victor's Appletun, whom he picked up and held in his arms."
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "\"Because me and my brother here, are pretty much lost.\"Zoro said, then looked at the Appletun before leaning forwards and looking at it.\"Now what's got you yelling, friend?\"\n\"...Your hat looks like a pacifier for a Munchlax.\"Meteor decided to speak."
},
{
"author": "Victor",
"message": "\"Brother?\" He sounded confused, but shrugged. \"Coo- THAT CAN SPEAK!?\" He was now tensed up, backing away a little bit. The Appletun just seemed tired now, flopping over Victor's hands. It gave a \"Mmlemph,\" To Zoro as a sign of acknowledgment."
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "\"Yeah, I can speak. Got a problem wth that, bobblehead?\"Meteor spoke, sticking his tongue out. \n\"Yeah that's the usual reaction- Anyways, looks like your buddy here needs a nap... But... You're from Galar, right?\"Zoro asked."
},
{
"author": "Victor",
"message": "\"I'll have a problem if you don't shut your mouth, Banana Brain.\" Victor said with a glare before looking down at Appletun. He gave them a little scratch behind his ear before setting them in his beanie. \"And yeah, I'm from Galar, why?\""
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "\"Oh! Real creative. Now what'd happen if I were to pass ya one, ya-\"Meteor's mouth was covered by Zoro as he began flinging a whole bunch of... Incredibly creative insults at Victor, although they were muffled from Zoro covering his mouth.\n\"Well. I've been wanting to battle Galar's champion for some time. But eh, I wanna experience Dynamax firsthand, to be ready.\"Zoro said, scratching the back of his head."
},
{
"author": "Victor",
"message": "Victor stopped himself from laughing as Meteor was restrained. \"Is that so?\" He said, looking at Zoro. \"What are you proposing?\" He asked. He seemed happier than usual, but the screaming monkey probably had a hand in it."
},
{
"author": "Zoro",
"message": "\"Well I propose we have a battle... Ah wait, forgot to introduce myself. I'm Zoro, Champion of Dorimay. This is my brother and ace, Meteor.\"Zoro said, smiling kindly.\"So what's your name?\"He asked"
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{
"author": "Guzma",
"message": "It was impossible to find a few minutes of peace around here. The damn place was like Alola - too bright, too friendly, full of sickeningly jovial people who just wore down on his last nerve. \n\nWhere's an ex-gangster to go for a moment of respite? Shady back alleys, of course. It wasn't perfect, even these places were a bit too clean, but it would do. \n\nLeaning back against the wall, Guzma looked up at the sky through the gaps between buildings as he let out a smoke-filled sigh, kicking his heel against the brick at his back, bored. He was gonna have to find some people to pester for donations sooner or later, but his social battery was running real fuckin' low in a place like this. He was irritated, bored, and itching for a fight. \n\nAs frustrating as sparring with Hala and getting put on his ass six times in a row was, at least it let him vent and tire himself out. Right now he felt as if someone so much as looked at him wrong he'd blow up."
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "It wasn't like Leon had anywhere particularly to go or anyone to meet. But the thrive of the plaza had him interested as he walked around with the same curiousity of an indecisive kid in a candy store. Although the plaza is quite the huge place, Leon wondered if there was more to it than the stores up front. In an island as big as a region, he'd hope there would be some secret tunnels and the such! And what without some exploring to do? But alas, as the rumors are *Probably* True, he got himself lost in one of the back alleyways. He's a competent trainer! Besides, relying on John for this kind of inconvenience is a hassle. It's a wonder how patient his buddy has been for so long.\n\nIt's a bit particular that a place that seems filled with activity would be so empty in its alleyways. Maybe it's in their mindset to think that's where all the bad people lurk—as if! But as Leon traverse, he found some walls looking recognizable. He swear he turned here before. Or was it there? Now his head starts milling with thoughts. Is it possible they made this place so that crooks get trapped from attempted robberies?! That's very clever, but here he is now. Trying to pace himself, hand to chin, thankfully, Leon spotted someone within the shadows of this confined space. Giving a yell, he waves as if the two were friends and rushed on over. \n\n\"Hey there!\" He slows down once nearing the stranger, unaware of anything that can go bad. \"These alleyways are tricky, aren't they?\" Trying to play it off, he scratch the back of his head in sincere apology in case he's bothering this person. \"I might need some help, if you don't mind!\" Unbeknownst to him was the rage of the other person, his own face shining with a smile."
},
{
"author": "Guzma",
"message": "Ah, yes. The peace of the back alleys, where indeed only the shady people lurked. And yet, despite all his efforts to look as shady as possible in an attempt to be left well alone, someone showed up anyway. \n\nThe lanky man could practically hear the sunshine in the other's voice as he was called out to. Like so many other damn people in this forsaken place. His hands fell limp at his sides, one of them holding a cigarette between thumb and index finger. White hair brushed against brick as he tilted his head even further back, eyes like loaded stormclouds hidden behind shadowed lid. \n\n*\"Uuuughhhh...!\"* Guzma groaned out in annoyance, opening one eye and glancing at the guy who dared disturb his only moment of peace. Upon seeing the size of the dude, the other eye opened as well and he lifted his head to get a better look - only to look away again a moment later. \n\n\"Tch. Get lost. I ain't in the mood.\" He grunted, raising his hand to drag on the cigarette once more. \"I'm this fuckin' close to snappin' so I advise you take off 'fore I wipe that damn smile off your face.\""
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon didn't notice the cigarette before, and he personally disliked the smell. Seeing the smoke waft up when the other man took a drag made Leon fan his hand in front of his face. He still coughed from it, turning away. Leon might be densed but he can tell by demeanor and the tone of the other man's voice that he's an angry bloke... As of now. Is that why he's taking in that cigarette? \"You know-\" He coughs once more, turning away before facing the bleached haired individual again. \"-you shouldn't smoke.\" When he thinks about how it effects him and Leon himself, he was more adamant about it. He knows Piers probably did it before. Heck, Raihan wanted to start. Leon doesn't see the fun of it. He frowned for a second, his head tilting from the threat of the other. \n\nHis mouth is quicker than his mind sometimes. It came from him being a brat before. \"I'm already lost so I can't really do that.\" He nervously chuckles afterwards, a second late in realizing that he admitted to be. Wanting to point out the other's habits, he points at the tube. \"If you're stressed out, I suggest smoking isn't the answer.\" He coughs out once more, facing away like before. \"How about a Pokémon battle to lessen that up? It's better then penting it up with some coffin nail.\" He's referring to the cigarette. Scratch that—Leon's words can be a bit blunt but he's obvious to it meaning any harm. But he really means it in the best way possible. Closer inspection, was this man a thug? Leon thought there wouldn't be them around here. Would he mean any trouble? Then the champ welcomes that. His arms are now crossed but they twitch in anticipation."
},
{
"author": "Guzma",
"message": "The coughing was a subtle enough hint that he was prepared to ignore it. Then the man had to open his mouth and give him a lecture about smoking. \n\nGuzma looked Leon up and down, taking him in and sizing him up. He looked pretty jacked, but he also looked fairly slow - and he clearly wasn't all that bright if he wasn't getting the hint. He liked those odds. \n\nHe still wasn't shutting up about not smoking. \n\nTaking the last drag of his cigarette, Guzma held the smoke in his lungs for a moment while he dropped the end and ground it out under his scuffed up sneakers. Only then did he lift his head and blow the smoke directly into Leon's face, taking his weight off the wall and stepping in closer to him, getting up in his personal space and right up in his face. \n\n\"Turn around. And walk away.\""
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "The other stayed silent the whole time so Leon thought he got through to him. Well. He took that one drag but that was probably it. Grinding the stick under his foot, Leon was sure he was going to be lead out from this place. But that wasn't it. Instead, he got a face full of smoke and he coughed again, turning away like usual. That was rude but he was going to let it slide. That's how it is with certain people isn't it? But as soon as Leon turned back to face Guzma, their mugs were just inches apart. He heard his words.\n\nBut he didn't heed it.\n\nHe predicted this, but there's always the thought that it was going to turn out better. Smiling, he still has his hands crossed. \"I won't,\" He says sternly but with that uplift in his voice still. \"Someone's asking for your help. Why don't you?\" This is when his arms begin to unfold and he grapples Guzma just under his armpits, leaning close to his ear. \"Besides it's better than hiding in here, is it?\" Leon didn't want to pick a fight but he'll try to refrain it. And sometimes that meant some intimidation. Right. Under that smile of his, Leon knows how to put his foot down."
},
{
"author": "Guzma",
"message": "I wont. \n\nTwo simple words, enough to cause a dark grin to spread across Guzma's face. Oh, how he'd been hoping this idiot would say that. Didn't Hala always say he went looking for trouble? Well here he'd been, trying his best to avoid it, and yet it had found him anyway. You know what they say. Never look a gift Mudsdale in the mouth. \n\nMaybe for anyone else, they might have been intimidated by the six-foot guy and his... *Absurd* Pecs, but Guzma wasn't just your average guy. Nor did he want to be. Leon's first mistake was leaning in close to mutter in his ear, and he paid for it when the taller man tipped his head back, aiming to bring his forehead down on the bridge of his nose. He was a street rat, used to fighting dirty, and he didn't intend to change that now. He may have always kept his Pokemon battles just about legal, but here in the back alleys with nothing but bare fists and wits, he'd do whatever he had to."
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "That hit to his nose might as well break his nose and Leon recoils back just as his hands slipped off from around Guzma. Taking a few steps back, his vision was blurry, his heart beating frenziedly in his chest. Normally anyone would be scared. That skull bash could've been enough to make someone pass out. The champ can already taste the iron and the a bit of copper at the tip of his tongue. He wipe his arm across his nose just in time to see blood. Instantly, he got worried—only because he thought what his friends would say. Leon, at this moment, doesn't care. Getting hit physically without a Pokémon battles is... Still just as exciting. \"Aheh, you didn't have to get angry.\" He try cleaning off his nose and sighs. \"Alright then.\"\n\nDropping his cape off his shoulders, Leon stretch his arms over his head. \"You shouldn't just fight someone,\" He lectured, although his words are not matching with his actions as it looks like he's warming himself up. He looks Guzma up and down, his eyes, even in the shadows of the back alley, had a certain glare to them. Even with the baggy clothing, he can tell the *Thug* Means every bit of power he holds. He's going to try again reasoning with words before he has to reason with his *Fists*. \"I'll let it go. How about, if you show me out, I'll treat you!\" That same knowing smile is on his face, his head cocked to the side and his fists to his waist. He takes a slow step toward Guzma. Once again, his words sound nice, but his tone for \"Treat\" Begs to differ."
},
{
"author": "Guzma",
"message": "The brief moment of stars spinning in his head at the impact with his nose, the way the other steps back, the blood leaking from his nose and smearing across his face and up his arm... It's like the hit of a drug he's been unknowingly withdrawing from. It brings all his hard work to improve himself crashing down; undoes all of it - if only for a few minutes. \n\nFuck, if it doesn't feel good. \n\nHe'll regret this later, without a shadow of a doubt, but that was a problem for him to solve in the future. Right now, that didn't matter. Right now, he was high on adrenaline and the promise of pain, given and taken. \n\nShifting his weight, Guzma widened his stance and lifted his fists like a boxer in the ring. With a little tilt of his head, he offered the champion his best predatory grin, steel eyes glinting with a primal excitement in the low light of the alley. \"Kid, this *Is* A treat.\" He said with a brief laugh."
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "For a second, Leon regretted getting so pumped up. But this was getting to be so much fun! The man isn't taking the bribery—which wasn't a complete *Bust.* Maybe it's because Leon is a bit angered, admittedly, at getting hit. He never feared or ever want to show his fear, so Guzma's threat from earlier only got his adrenaline rushing like the currents in a waterfall! He holds his hands up too. \"Oh. Your treat then?\" Planting a foot in front of himself and then twisting his body so that his right shoulder with his fist was facing the other, he gets into his stance. So the thug can box? Perfect! This is almost just like learning the different battle styles of trainers.\n\nJust in a different sense now.\n\nIt's time to take the initiative. It's already set they were going to throw hands, so might as well make the fists go flying. Taking a few quick steps forward, it's not until he's close up that he places his foot down firmly and swings his left fist forward. Shifting his weight into the punch, Leon made sure he had some at the back of his heels in case to distance himself. \"So who do I owe the honor? I'm Leon!\" Introductions sounds as good as ever right now."
},
{
"author": "Guzma",
"message": "Oh boy, he's rusty. He can tell that immediately as he slips into position. It doesn't feel as natural as it once did, but the memory of it was definitely still there. It's been a while since he's punched anything that actually hits back, so this was definitely going to be an interesting one. \n\nSteel eyes follow the progression of the other as he moves forward. One, two, three steps, plant the foot - the swing is coming. What's his move? With a huff, Guzma leaned to the side and ducked down under the outstretched arm. By the time he came back up the other side, Leon was introducing himself. It's a little known fact that the subconscious thought that goes into forming sentences slows the reactions - that's why cops in movies always wait until the bad guy with a human shield opens his mouth before shooting. \n\nNaturally he followed their logic, throwing his right fist forward in a jab aimed directly at his jaw as it moved - maybe if he was really lucky he'd even bite his tongue. \"Don't talk.\" The older man said quickly, taking half a step back to prepare for the next blow."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "There it is. No one would just stand there like a Sudowoodo, taking in a punch so he anticipated the attack. Talking was bad, yeah, Leon should've saved his breath. Since his weight wasn't entirely in that blow, he managed to shift his weight again, ducking to the side of the punch just barely. That got his cheek grazed, the blow making his eardrums pop. He takes this moment to follow up after that back step and grapple the extended arm of Guzma, holding it tight enough to place it over Leon's shoulder, his body twisting, to throw the other man over his shoulder. \"O-KAY!\" He shouts in more of a grunt as he attempted to lift the bleach haired man off his feet. The champ plants his foot in between Guzma's feet as a way to make him topple in case he starts kicking."
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"author": "Guzma",
"message": "Oh, no. Guzma knew the instant his arm was grabbed that he was in trouble, but it didn't seem like there was a whole lot he could *Do* About it. \"Mother fu-\" He tried his best to jerk free, to kick at his opponent, but the buff guy was too strong - his wiry, lean frame wasn't much of a match. He was helpless to do much as he was lifted, but he did his best while he was there. \n\nTwisting, he tried his best to hook his arm around Leon's neck - he was definitely going to hit the floor, he couldn't prevent that, but he'd be damned if he wasn't going to try and bring him down too. \n\nA shout escaped him as he collided with the ground, the air forced from his lungs in a rush that left him winded and dazed. Despite that, he did his best to recover, rolling onto his hands and knees and clawing for a breath as he staggered back to his feet."
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"author": "lone.the.star",
"message": "Feeling the weight fall over, Leon was deeming this successful—and he was about to give this man a hard pound to the ground but then he felt himself getting choked. Basically having to hold his breath, the only way to make him let go was for him to take this hit. Just as soon as Guzma's body slammed into the ground, Leon smacked down just the same. He always have to try determine what's going to happen next and then bounce back from it. Even thought it still hurt. Unfortunately his breath was stolen from that choke hold, but he bounces back on his feet while the other staggered back up. He must take advantage of the moment!\n\nNot wanting to give the other rest—since he started this!—Leon quickly followed up with his light footwork. He throw his feet forward to kick the other's knees, ready for him to topple. If he didn't keep himself moving, he'd feel the burden of his hits. His back felt on flames from hitting the not-so dusted off ground. Observing the other more, he doesn't seem to fight as much. Or at least. Not anymore. Assuming with someone looking like this, nearly breaking his nose, he thought he would be more well fit. \"Tired?\" He breathe out. Arceus knows how long he's going to go before he calls Uncle?"
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"author": "Guzma",
"message": "Tired? No. He was simply dazed for a moment, and seeing if he couldn't use that to try and lure Leon into a false sense of security. A false sense of security that almost got him put on his ass again as he kicked out at his knees. He jumped back, trying to think of his next move.\n\n\"Damn... You're quick, kid. Quicker than you look.\" \n\nHe really was rusty. Arceus, what had happened to him? Tapu Koko would be disappointed if he couldn't even win a fight he had started. It had been too long since he'd fought like this, that was sure. Where was his primal rage? Where were all the anger issues he'd spent so long fighting? Hala would be proud - and that made him sick. \n\nThere was conflict in his eyes for a brief moment. He wanted to be better, yet at the same time, he didn't. Some stubborn part of him just wasn't ready to let go yet. For all the good in his heart of hearts, the power trip was too alluring. He knew what he had to do. What he had to think of.\n\nWith a quick shake of his head, Guzma let out a yell and came at Leon *Fast*, charging at him with a fist raised to let fly with all the momentum he could build up."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "Like every time, Leon takes in the compliment. They're having fun, right? The more their bodies do the talking—fists, kicks, tackles—the more Leon has the sense of bonding. It's from his mind of being a good sport. He also heard that physical contact is a good form to connect with each other. \"Not all of this is for show.\" He lets out a laugh, but his form still stands. His hand is out in front of him, palm open, but fingers pressed against each other, as a way of defense. Idle chatter makes it better. \"Master would be disappointed if all I did was focus on my fists rather than my whole body.\" If both of them comes out of this fight less than a bleeding mess, Leon would offer his hand for this guy to be his training partner. \n\nThere's a moment between the two, Leon's heart is pumping, his breathing heavy, but his smile seems stuck to his face. He's having absolute fun! The thrill of it is something he couldn't do back in Galar, obviously. Oleana gets him for that. As long as it's not the face, it should be fine. Oh. But there's that bloody nose thing so... That plan is over. He escapes from his thought when the sudden war cry exudes from the man across from him and the sudden rush got Leon's eyes widening. He was *Quick!* If Leon's eyes wasn't trained, he would've collided. Almost as if last minute, the champ pulls along by instinct. Getting in a more defensive stance, he ducks down and to the side, both hands to the ground to support himself, as his leg swings in a low sweep. He aimed high enough between the ankle and knees in case Guzma decides to last minute jump the attack."
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"author": "Guzma",
"message": "He can't help it. Maybe part of him starts to kind of like the guy. He was clearly right - it wasn't all for show. If his reactions were anything to go by, he sparred far more often than he did. Unfortunately (hopefully) for Leon, that did only add fuel to the fire, though. This time last year, he wouldn't have had much of a problem beating his ass. \n\nMaybe that was the problem. He was trying to fight clean. Since when had he done that in a fist fight? And why was he trying to do it now? \n\nAs soon as Leon disappeared from view, he knew he was going to go down again. *Again.* Just like with the old man. \"No!\" He yelled, managing to flail and grab hold of a drain pipe attached to the wall, keeping himself on his feet and lashing out with the entire sole of his foot, aiming for what he hoped was the other's stomach. Or lower - in fact, that was probably better. He'd be willing to bet the younger male had mad abs under that shirt. *\"I won't go down again!\"*"
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "This guys has quick reflexes! Leon's always the one saying utilize his surrounding but here he is: getting juked. The problem was, he *Didn't* Know there was something on the wall for the other to cling on! When that foot came flying, Leon's hands flew up from the ground just as fast as it came. But aside from it softening the blow, he still got hit. Like a shock through his body, Leon fell back on his arse since he wasn't holding himself up anymore. He grit the back of his jaw as he felt it coursing through his body. That kick was just between his stomach and groin but even that much was enough to make him want to hurl. He didn't expect this. With how much the other was flailing his kicks, it was probably by mistake. Still, it was a really low move.\n\n*\"Get up! Get up!\"* He screamed at himself in his mind. Despite his knees feeling jelly and his stomach twisting in knots, Leon pushed off from Guzma so that he can distance himself. But, he forgot how narrow the back alleys is, so his back hits against a wall. This is fine. Super. He's a little disappointed at himself for almost getting haggard just because his nuts was near neutered by a kick. Using the wall, he gets himself up standing again, fists in front of his face to defend for any following attacks. He'll have to depend on grappling and dodging for now until he's cool down. More importantly, he has to try subduing this man. Leon can notice the difference between the two fighting style. He's defensive. The other is offensive.\n\nEither way, it still stands. No matter what, Leon hates to lose."
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"author": "Guzma",
"message": "Well, that was one thing they had in common. Guzma couldn't stand losing. He'd been getting better at taking losses in Pokémon battles, sure, but this whole situation just threw him back into his darkest days where he'd do whatever it took to win, no matter how dirty. \n\nSo when Leon was still trying to recover, he made his move. Letting go of the wall, he curled his hands into fists and straightened himself up, quickly closing the gap between them. The guy still looked like he hadn't quite got over it yet, despite his attempts to defend. And Guzma had him up against the wall - literally. \n\nGoing for his face right now wouldn't do much good when he was blocking it - so instead he went for the gut. A solid punch to the stomach *Might* Just be enough to get him to double over, combined with the residual feeling of almost being kicked in the balls. And if it was, well. Who would he be to turn down the opportunity to throw him down on the ground?"
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "Of course he would take advantage of him being pressed up like a snared Ratatta. This really wasn't looking good for Leon. He gasps out from the hit to the stomach. It hurt as much as a clean hit to the gut would. But Leon used this close quarter chance to grapple Guzma just as he planned. Being thrown down to the ground, Leon once again clings onto him. One arm around Guzma's arm, and the other with his hand at the collar of Guzma's jacket. Leon was the one getting excited before so why was he holding back? There's him wanting to be a good son, but once before, losing doesn't sit well in his stomach—that and that near crotch hit from before. \n\nHe made sure to grip harder even with the collision of the ground. He had Sharpedo nipping at his feet before. This shouldn't be much! Although even in the midst of this, Leon give kudos to the thug. He's got power. Guzma pointed out before that Leon is quick, so he should prove it even more. Yanking Guzma down by the collar, he frees his arm from before and throws an uppercut at the other man's chin, hoping that would make his skull rattle. Leon was already anticipating for the next attack if this one hits or misses. He's sore, but looking forward to what's going to happen next got his mind busy. His master once told him to dissociate his mind from his body and then the aches wouldn't hurt much at all. Obviously easier said than done, but Leon had learned that since a long time. How else could he just stand there before slowly realizing his head was burning from a misfire in one of his Pokémon battles?"
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"author": "Guzma",
"message": "\"Son of a *Bitch!\"* He yelled, unable to keep himself from being dragged down again too.\n\nJust a few moments ago, her been struggling to find the rage that had fuelled him for years. All if a sudden, it was back with a vengeance. The seething red-hot fury of getting his was beat and wanting - no, *Needing* To one up the other guy was back. Rage burned the fuel that was his own inability to succeed until he glowed like hot metal. His own willingness to hand himself over to it, to absolutely *Lose his shit* Was terrifying. But it was also comfortable, in a weird kind of way. It was familiar. He knew this feeling. He could rely on this feeling. No matter what changed, this raw anger would always be somewhere inside him. It was a poor excuse of a constant, but he'd take what he could get. \n\nAdrenaline and anger were wonderful painkillers. If not for them, he maybwell have been in agony right now, after slamming into the ground as hard as he had earlier. But no, right now he was all instinct, all lightning reflexes and aggression. His head jerked to the side just in time to avoid the uppercut, knuckles grazing his cheek. Quickly, he turned back, his lip curled back like a feral Lycanroc as he gripped Leon by the shirt in his left hand and used the right to throw punches."
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{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon was sure his succession in moves—how they transitioned to the next, hitting or not—would be an element of surprise. Being able to shake off the attacks and then complete his auto run is what made Leon quite the rough houser. But this man above him move so instinctively as if the two were in a dance. As if they both choreographed this. After taking a few of those punches, which Leon had to chomp down real hard on his teeth to take them, he stopped anymore with his own hand, holding the fist of his opponent. \"You...!\" He grimaced through his teeth.\n\nHe was starting to get frustrated, his brows digging so deep in his eyes. Before Guzma could switch off to use his left hand to punch, Leon raises up his leg to attempt kneeing Guzma in the stomach before using the ounce of strength he has to throw him off him. Thanks to those muscles of his, it served as padding to an extent. Leon swears if he was nothing but all bones, he'd be on the ground coughing still . It seems this thug was planning to fight to the death after all. That smile made him think he was battling a Pokémon for a second. It reminded him of his training sessions with his own Pokémon. For some reason, this enthused him even more. If throwing him off was successful, Leon would get up on his feet, readying his back to his stance once more. He can't show the other that he's weakened."
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"author": "Guzma",
"message": "For the first time in years, Guzma felt like he was really *Alive*. Some thing about the back and forth of a fight was too satisfying - the give and take here was so well matched that it was almost like another kind of instinctive dance. Better, even. \n\nOr it would be, if the guy would *Hit* Him already. \n\nThe knee in his stomach winded him again (he didn't have nearly as much muscle for padding), then suddenly he was sprawling on his side, not entirely sure what happened between the events. Had he been thrown? He must've... \n\nWith a groan, Guzma slowly pushed himself back up, first into his hands and knees. That last one hurt something in his shoulder, the movement of it sending jolts of pain singing through him as he got back to his feet with a laugh. \n\n\"I like you, Leon. Name's Guzma.\" He rolled his shoulder and let out a groan at the resulting stab of pain. \"You ain't never gonna win a fight on defence, y'know. *So come hit me already!\"* The taller man taunted, holding his head at an angle as if in invitation. He didn't want to come away from this without shedding a little blood."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "The champ has to admit that he was getting beaten in this. Street fighting to his martial arts are such different fighting styles yet *The other* Can keep up. But maybe it's because Master Mustard emphasized Leon using it as a way of self defense than for outright combat. Probably why his moves are passive too, not really involving a hit to the noggin. Ah, well, there's the offensive too—why else would he had such ruthless trainings then?\n\nHe finally revealed his name. Leon sighs through his nose and smiles warmly now. \"Guzma, it's nice to meet you!\" Now he can finally finished what he was getting at too. \"*I'm* The champion of Galar!\" Liking means he's having fun, too, isn't he? At least he doesn't seem grumpy anymore. A little horse playing always seem to do the trick! Anyway, the thug man was right. Leon *Has* Been staying on the defensive. \"I didn't want to hurt you,\" He said, split between that being true and false. \"Besides, winning isn't all about hitting an opponent until they're unconscious. It's also—\" And then he suddenly breaks into a sprint, his arms swinging at his sides to build up the momentum. One second already he was in front of Guzma, and then the Galarian jumps up, his legs wrapping around the others man's neck. \"-when they give in.\" He twists himself quickly around, so that it looked like he's riding Guzma's shoulders.\n\nThat's when the squeeze from his inner thighs came in. Leon tries pressing hard against Guzma's neck, focusing on the carotid artery."
},
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"author": "Guzma",
"message": "Guzma raised his eyebrows as he mentioned being the champion of Galar. That was... Unexpected, but it widened his grin all the same. He was throwing hands with a champion. Him. Guzma. The low-life thug. Fighting a champion. Oh, that felt good. \n\n\"Don't wanna hurt me?\" He snorted. \"But I *Want* You- shit!\" He definitely wasn't prepared for the height in that jump, nor the way he got a face-full of champion crotch, the weight of the bulky man toppling him easily. He barely even had time to stagger, his high centre of gravity causing him to fall backwards before he could even react. \n\n*\"Fuck,\"* He wheezed, hands coming up to grasp at the thighs around his neck as he lay on the ground, half strangled and dazed, head spinning as he clawed at the legs that held him. \"If you wanted to give me a face full of dick, you coulda just asked...\" He gasped, closing his eyes and going still. \n\nAdrenaline, pain, excitement, *Being choked with some admittedly glorious thighs*... It was all a bit much. Fighting wasn't at the forefront of his mind all of a sudden, instead his thoughts grappling with the most depressing thing he could think of on the spot."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "It excited him as Guzma struggled on the ground, knowing he got him ensnared. He couldn't help smiling widely, his teeth showing in a crazy grin. Leon figured that the other man would stagger over so he braced the fall enough to hold on. \"Ah?\" He replied to Guzma's racy comment. \"Now that you think about it-\" He squeezes his thighs together harder, knowing that the reason his opponent can talk is because he's still receiving some air in that throat of his. \"-that's another way to choke someone, huh!\" As dense as the champ looked from the outside, Raihan's influence probably tainted a bit of it. \n\nGetting into it, Leon usually breaks out from his usual character. He's battle hungry now. It's all so exciting. Someone could definitely get high from this adrenaline stuff! \"Do you give up?\" Leon grunts while shifting his legs to get to the carotid artery more. \"I don't want you to pass out or I'll be stuck here... John's wings are going to rub against the walls. My pal's been working so hard already, so I wouldn't want him to-\" And he continues on having a conversation as if he isn't suffocating someone. While so, he watches the face of Guzma, waiting for the tap against his legs."
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"author": "Guzma",
"message": "As much as he wanted to curse again at the comment of the other viable choking method, not enough sound could escape his throat with it being squeezed even harder. He was bright red by this point, but as tightly as he was gripping to Leon's thighs, he wasn't tapping out yet. \n\nPass out? He could have laughed, if he'd been able to breathe. Of course Leon would have no idea, but Guzma knew how much of this particular kind of treatment his body could handle. The sound of the champions voice was starting to go fuzzy, almost sounding like he was underwater. Black spots began swimming in front of his eyes, and eventually he knew he had to give in. \n\nFace purple, he lifted his hand to tap on the others thick thigh, clawing in a gasp as soon as the grip was released. He rolled over onto his hands and knees with a cough, chest heaving and shudders rolling through his body."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "It was something to see someone's face turn their natural color into purple. Guzma actually held out very long and Leon was starting to wonder if the man swims or dive for a hobby. It's when he felt that tapping that Leon slowly released his legs around the other man's neck. He can see the veins as they try coursing blood and air in his face. That's the part where Leon felt bad. \"Sorry about that,\" He said and stood up, a hand on his knee, leaning forward, and the other hand extended out to the bleach haired male. \"I didn't want to hurt you,\" He repeated. He was really concerned. Once battles are over, Leon is just a guy who gets too excited for his own good. \"That was fun! Aheh, I didn't expect a fight, but you sure gave me a good one!\"\n\nAnd then Leon felt the need to boast. \"What a champion time, that was!\" He withdraw his extended hand quick just so he could pull out his silly move, three fingers up in the air. It's become a habit to say his catchphrase. The blood was still running through his body, but Leon decided to drop his defenses. It's over now. At least, that's what he believed. Once again extending his hand to Guzma, he pats the man's shoulder. \"What a thrilling fight. I wouldn't mind another round.\" Why did he even say that? Just as soon as he did, he breathes out deeply. \"I bet you got in a lot of fights in your lifetime, Guzma.\" His moves weren't as passive as Leon's, they literally pack a punch. It was a really good clash between fighting styles. \"It was actually good to train with a person since I've only did some with my Pokémon partners, yep!\""
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"author": "Guzma",
"message": "'I didn't want to hurt you.'\n\nGuzma couldn't help but laugh as oxygen returned to his blood, the dizziness and black spots slowly fading as he looked up, watching him pull that silly pose. He sat back on his heels and looked up at him, hesitating a moment as he looked up at him. \n\nThere was a stab of satisfaction as he looked up at Leon's blood smeared face. He grinned back, reaching up to take his offered hand to get back to his feet. \"Yeah. You're damn fierce, can't deny that. Not bad at all kid.\" He coughed again, wiping his mouth with the back of his arm. \n\n\"Could say I been in a few fights before. An' you clearly have too. Too bad you ain't a street fighter though, I was sorta hopin' I'd come outta this bloody.\" He muttered, nodding to him as if to gesture to his nose as he lifted a hand to rub at the side of his neck. \"Can't argue with your thighs either. Arceus, you clearly work hard... Ain't been in a thigh grip like that since...\" He looked at him again, and chuckled. \"Guess you don't need to know about that.\"\n\nHe would have been lying if he said he'd thought it would have been that easy to use arousal to put an end to his rampage, but damn if it hadn't worked in the champion's favour. All the fight was just sucked right out of him."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon welcomed the compliment. He's a sucker for those. \"I've used my arms but I needed to catch you by surprise. Your reactions are good, I'll give you that.\" He puts his hands to his waist and lean a bit to his right leg. When Guzma mentioned \"Bloody\" Leon shook his head with widen eyes. \"I wouldn't do that! Unless you deserved it.\" He said this with a smile. Bringing a hand up to his nose, he wipes it and sees the blood. He stares at it a bit, his eyes hard, before wiping his nose more. Since the adrenaline was dying down, he was starting to get dizzy from it, the iron taste coming back. \n\nThe thigh comment flew over Leon's head. \"Oh so you've fought people like me before?\" Leon asked, wondering that's what Guzma meant by the vice grip. \"So you're seasoned, huh!\" Leon looks Guzma up and down, observing him, interested in the experiences he probably went through. \"I've only fought for self-defense. It comes in handy being a champion and all that. You would be surprise how many times I've almost been jumped-\" He realizes what he's saying and instantly shuts himself up with a laugh. Unfortunately as much fans as he has, there's some that wouldn't mind hurting him. \n\n\"What got yourself so mad, Guzma.\" He tries looking into the other one's eyes firmly, his head tilted. As much as he wanted to sound light in his tone, it was stern. His nose got smashed from it, so Leon was a little frustrated. His irises are brilliant in this angle as if he's sizing Guzma up in a way."
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"author": "Guzma",
"message": "Wanted to catch him off guard? It had definitely worked. \"My reactions are quick cuz they had to be. Grew up rough, spent a lotta time scrappin' cuz I never knew how to curb my anger.\" He muttered, looking the other up and down. He wouldn't know anything about that. This guy was clearly a pretty boy. Probably grew up in a nice area with loving parents and lots of friends to play with. He definitely looked the type. \n\n\"Seasoned? Yeah. Like you? Nah. People I fought were scrappers. Not... Trained in martial arts or whatever the fuck. I recently tried to pick up boxin' for stress relief, but... Well, you saw how long that lasted.\" Guzma sighed, rubbing at the back of his neck as he stretched out, groaning in pain as his back radiated an ache that remained from behind slammed down on it. He stood up straight from his usual slouch to try and relieve it, but went back to slouching again when he found it made it worse. \n\n\"People here are too nice,\" He responded, returning the look unflnchingly. This wasn't the first time he'd been sized up. \"I ain't used to the bright atmosphere. It's really grindin' my gears. Back where I come from everyone looked at me like a broken Muk crystal. I'm used to bein' hated, so I don't know how to deal with niceness.\" He admitted with a sigh. No matter what he did, or how much he offered in repentance, there were always those who refused to change their opinion of him."
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"author": "Leon",
"message": "\"You kept up pretty well,\" Leon commented, habitually slapping the other man on the back as his way to say \"Good job!\" But seeing as he was already struggling to stand up, Leon regretted it and brought that same hand up to scratch the back of his head. \"Hm, it doesn't seem easy. I know a friend who was just like you. He's doing better now, but I'm not sure he knew how to fist fight to save his life. It's some dedication for you to teach yourself.\" So Leon's impression of this guy being a thug wasn't too off the mark. Even though Leon had bad experiences with street dwellers, Guzma is here for a reason. Aside from getting sucker punched (or more like sucker headbutt), the way they're together talking now proves he's a good man—just someone who struggles with controlling his feelings.\n\n\"Huh, is that so?\" Leon was confused with what Guzma meant. \"You're tired of people being nice to you?\" He thinks for a second, his mind slow. That sounded like the most absurd thing but that's what Leon was collecting as of now. \"You'll get used to it!\" He encouraged before slowly making it over to his cape that lie on the ground, bending over, the brunt of those back breaking falls overwhelms Leon, and he groans. Even if he trained like this before, battle wounds are still wounds. And they hurt. \"Rgh... You know, that near low blow surprised me.\" He wanted to admit his annoyed by that, since he believed battling morale always didn't involve lower than the belt. But he let it slide since Guzma probably had to use some shortcuts to survive.\n\n\"Now that I defeated you, can you give me a hand and show me the way out of this maze?\" He stands back up and pop his back, hurting more, but he doesn't make any sounds to appear tough."
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{
"author": "Guzma",
"message": "\"Ugh.\" Guzma made a disgusted noise, crunching his nose in a grimace. \"Don't patronize me. I ain't old enough to be slowin' down.\" The way he'd said he'd kept up well? Then go on to praise him like a kid in class? It was enough to spark irritation again as it rubbed him up the wrong way. \"I didn't have a choice. My first Pokémon wasn't strong enough to defend us, so I had to do it myself.\" After that, well. Fighting was like riding a bike. The ability never left. \n\nHe could tell the fact he was annoyed with being so kind was confusing as hell to the other man. That only really made him more confident in thinking that he'd grown up pampered. \"I ain't sure I will...\" He huffed, rolling his eyes at the cheerful comment. Get used to it? Please. He wasn't even sure he wanted to.\n\nWhen Leon bent down to collect his cape, Guzma wasn't ashamed to admit that he stared. With thighs like those, he at least had to find out if his rear *Matched*. \"Hah! I thought it would. You're all self-defence, which means you think too honourably to expect someone else to go for the nuts, leavin' em open for a good kick. Might wanna remember that. People like you wanna see the best in people, but that just ain't how our cruel world works.\" \n\nHe looked away again as Leon stood back up, snorting to cover up the next flash of annoyance. \"You didn't *Defeat* Me. I ain't some challenger comin' for your spot. You only won cuz my mind wasn't so much on *Fightin'* When I had your thighs wrapped around my neck.\" Despite his words and sharp tone, he jerked his head to one side as if to say 'follow me', tucking his hands in his pockets as he began to traverse the short series of alleyways, hoping he remembered it right."
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "His eyes furrow after hearing Guzma's reasoning. \"That's not fun,\" As he walks up next to the other, trusting him to lead the way. He drape his cape over his arm. \"When we fight again, let's have fun, alright?\" It'll be a shame if Guzma's intentions was to simply \"Shed blood\". He didn't know much of him obviously, so Leon oblivious proceeds to give his wisdom. \"You can change! Anyone could change if they're serious about it. Just don't give up! Aheh, except for tapping out.\" Competitive as he is, the champ tends to show off a lot. Vice gripping is an easy form for that. It's somewhat enjoyable to *See* When his win is in the horizon. \n\nA chuckle escapes from him. He's going to take *That* As a compliment. Guzma seems really focused on the thighs part, and it got Leon self-conscious about for a split second before returning to himself. \"Ah, I hear you. I expected that you would focus on my legs rather than struggle. You would've lost faster that way anyway.\" His need to get on Guzma's case may or may not be intentional. He walked further on ahead so that he's in front of him. \"If I didn't know any better, I would say you almost held out long enough to go to nirvana!\" He meant death. \"Next time, you want me to refrain from doing that?\" He tilts his head to better see Guzma's expression."
},
{
"author": "Guzma",
"message": "\"Not everythin' is about fun, y'know. ...But I guess I wouldn't mind fightin' with you again...\" He added, scratching at his undercut. That definitely had been fun. Nostalgic, exciting, and a hell of a rush. Even though it was terrifying to go back over to that dark side of himself. Terrifying and dangerous and the kind of thing he should avoid at all costs - and yet he wanted more. A small part of him *Wanted* To be able to have that high. The only problem with that was that he had to stay in control and not lose himself to what was essentially a relapse. \n\nLeon continued on, and that only cemented his suspicions. His heart sank. \"Actually... If I'm gonna stick with this change then I'd better not... Fight you, I mean. I don't wanna fall back into the hole I just climbed out of.\" He sighed, sounding as if the weight of the world was on his shoulders. \n\nShaking his head quickly, he tried to clear the rainclouds from above his head, putting his signature cocky smirk back on his face. \"Almost. Gotta say I'm pretty sure I made it up to Cloud nine though.\" He snickered, taking a deep breath as if to remind himself that he could still breathe properly. \"I mean... Maybe not. Think I might have enjoyed it a bit too much.\" He responded, glancing back at him with a grin. \n\nLooking back forward again, he paused and leaned around a corner to check that it was the right way. He wasn't exactly pleased that it was, but he was glad that it likely signalled getting the champion out of his hair - at least until the next time they got together for that fight. \"Aight... Looks like that's your out. Ain't gonna get lost tryna walk in a straight line are you?\""
},
{
"author": "Leon",
"message": "Leon can tell there was something in the air, but he can't quite put his finger on it. Usually his words reached the hearts of the loneliest but Guzma doesn't seem convinced by his. Maybe it only effect kids and this guy right here isn't a kid. In fact, it's as if the champ is making things worse. Apologetic actually, Leon lowers his head in a quick bow. \"It's that bad?\" He pauses and put a hand to his chin, thinking. \"You just need a new approach to it. You said you recently picked up boxing, pick it up again! Besides, I'm not the *Unbeatable* Champion for nothing if I can't take several hits.\" He pats his own chest in this declaration, only to remember that's where he was pounded earlier by Guzma, wincing to himself. \"I can't imagine if we can't fight again. It doesn't need to be fist to fist, I love Pokémon battling even more! Don't you think it'll be easier to contain your anger that way?\"\n\nThe confession made Leon's brows raise in curiosity. Is he what they call... They call a masochist? \"Then I'll make sure not to let up next time,\" He says in a low voice before smirking back at that grin. \"Since you like it so much. Hrm, actually, unless you beg 'uncle!'\" Seeing Guzma peer around the corner, he realized that the right path was found and the Galarian rounds the corner. \"Thanks! Hey, this place is built like a maze. I wouldn't blame *Anyone* If they got lost.\" Walking forward, he looks over his shoulder just as her passes the other man. \"Aren't you going to come with?\""
}
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{
"author": "pekipeki_704",
"message": "Shizu had found herself lost as she went into a dark alleyway on the Island of Aces. It was a while since she had went outside of her little dormitory, and now she was out and about once more, her Aegislash being outside it's enclosure and helping in finding her way."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "Meanwhile Baxter was here on purpose, The back alleys of the island reminded him of when he first got introduced into pokèmon, The lights leading to the underground, The underground itself the stone black bricks that made the foundation, It was a somewhat weird memory lane for him, His hand rubbing against the wall as he knew his way out, But had chosen to take the longer direction, Soon enough he would see the shine of metal peirce the darkness, And held tight to his bag strap which held all his pokèmon and pokèballs."
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "*Shizu heard a bit of rustling, and so did Aegislash as it went into Stance Change, swapping into his Shield Forme. She would quickly give Aegislash a few pats to relax his guard a bit.* **\"Calm down a bit. I don't think he's a threat.\"** *She'd then look at a man's silhouette in front of her.* **I'm sorry if he scared you a bit...\"**"
}
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{
"author": "pekipeki_704",
"message": "Shizu was actually taken aback when the man, who introduced himself as Baxter, said that he grew up in Kalos, but in a location so remote that not many Pokémon even live there. \"That's so strange, since you'd see Pokémon everywhere, but I won't argue. You'd find these guys around Parfum Palace sometime, and that's how I got him,\" She said, reaching high to give Aegislash's rough shoulders a pat."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "\"Interesting, I was really filtered when younger, I would never know\", Baxter said as he looked at the Aegislash inspecting nearly everything about it, And remembering how it seemingly changed it's appearance, It would peak interest but he would ultimately keep to himself, \"Speaking of pokèmon, If you do know, Is there anyone of somewhat high status that you know of?\", Baxter would say, Waiting for response rather curiously."
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "High status... A clearly defined yet constantly mysterious class of society. Was Baxter referring to celebrities in general, or was he asking about something else? Perhaps it was what he was asking. \"I've been able to travel to Sinnoh to raise my skill more, and I actually had an opportunity to battle Cynthia, if you know who she is.\""
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "\"I don't, Care to explain?\", Baxter would begin to try and remember anything about this person, Seeing as rumors would go around about pokèmon when he was a kid in Kalos, But would come to a stop as he would place his mind on the term high status, Thinking to clarify it more."
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "Shizu was utterly confused when Baxter said that he'd never heard of Cynthia, and she decided to switch the subject of the show. \"Never mind... Erm~, anyways, what about Diantha? You've got to have heard of her...\" In her head, one thing stood out: if he didn't even know this one, then it just would confuse her as to how isolated he was. Meanwhile, her Aegislash looked around the alleyway."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "Baxter would be quiet, Silently thinking but I'm knowing he had no idea, The silence being clear of his answer, \"I would imagine that these people you are talking about are high status?, Or at least great pokèmon trainers?, Baxter would lean against the wall waiting in response as he spinned a empty pokèball on his index finger."
}
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{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "Fortunately, Aegislash was already out and his jolly self was also looking for a battle as well, taking note of the Simisage. It resembled Pansage from the Santalune Forest that she'd last been to years ago, but assumption weren't to be made. \"Aegislash, Swords Dance!\" Shizu called out as Aegislash's blade body began to glow a bright orange at the sharp edges, increasing its attack factor sharply. Literally."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*Simisage looked at the sword with curiousity, But quickly coming to when Baxter's voice came to it, \"**Simisage, Lowkick**\", Simisage would quickly follow and start doing multiple acrobatics towards Aegislash, When close enough, It would curl into a ball still gathering speed, Then opening itself to reveal Simisage throwing it's leg at the Aegislash low, Air could be seen moving around the leg.*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "While the kick did from Simisage did catch Aegislash's guard a bit, it was rendered virtually ineffective due to the type matchup. \"Not bad... Aegislash, use Gyro Ball!\" Aegislash went into its Blade Forme and began to rotate at an extremely high speed, becoming a gyroscope with orange streaks of power before attempting to slam into Simisage."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*Simisage would see the powerful display coming towards it, As would Baxter, He would think for split second as he would then shout out to the clueless Simisage, \"**Spiky Shield!**\", The Simisage would begin it's command without question as it grabbed it's large hair and pulled it forward in front of itself forming a circular shield with spikes pointing out of it at the spinning Aegislash, Baxter gulped before he watched the clash of the pokèmon.*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "Shizu observed on as she focused on the heat of the battle. Simisage knew Low Kick, which wasn't effective against her, and Spiky Shield, something that still affected her battle style. Aegislash flinched a bit as it bounced off the Spiky Shield. \"Aegislash, use Swords Dance once more!\" Aegislash's power was now tripled and it was much more of a threat now, him glowing an even brighter orange, vibrant or even fluorescent if you will.\n`Attack Factor: 3x`"
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*As Simisage whipped it's hair back into it's rightful position, Baxter would evaluate the situation, Closing his eyes to have piece of mind and think, He thought over almost every possible idea of the battle that he could think of, Not sure if he was right at all, A cold sweat would start to form on Baxter as he Opened his eyes, \"Aegislash..\", He said under his breath as he then spoke again, \"**Throat chop**\" He said as Simisage followed, Digging it's feet into the ground then lunging at the Aegislash, Both of it's hands in front of it with a darkish glow surrounding them.*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "Shizu had a plan in mind to counter the super-effective attack, increased in lethality due to Aegislash being in Swords Forme. Aegislash had two marks on its blade, but since none of its attacks based itself on sound, it wasn't too much of her concern. \"While you still can, use Gyro Ball!\" He began to spin rapidly, slashing Simisage over and over while spinning with intense speed."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*Baxter knew as soon as the Aegislash spun once more that the resilient Simisage wouldn't be able to withstand the intense speed of the attack, So he withdrew Simisage as it called it back to it's pokèball and threw another one out, This time, The light from the pokèball made an entrance for the anti-climactic Farfetch'd that made itself seen, It held it's celery stick close and wore a semi-chipper expression, Due to it's size and appearance, The first impression was that it was potentialess and or hopeless.*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "The youngster would pout as a Farfetch'd, a Pokémon that she recognized, popped out of its Poké Ball in exchange for withdrawing Simisage. \"Come on... What was that?\" Shizu considered that there was something that would be more favorable against a Farfetch'd than there was a Simisage. Before Baxter could reply, she responded, unlike her normality. \"Well, that's fine. Aegislash, Swords Dance!\" Now, Aegislash hit its peak, emanating a golden aura from itself, power now quadrupled.\n`Attack Factor: 4x`"
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*Farfetch'd went from a chipper happy attitude to a steamy angered expression as it heard her disappointment, So much that it weilded it's celery stick as a sword, And eagerly awaited Baxter's command as it stared down Shizu as well as Aegislash, \"You probably shouldn't underestimate him, I think he got mad\", Baxter would say in a jokingly semi-cocky fashion*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "\"Underestimating? I believe we both are assuming the same of our latters. Let's not do that, shall we?\" Shizu was certainly underestimating the potential this Farfetch'd had. However, she had the upper hand in the battle, so she was more careful about trying not to lose it. \"Aegislash, Gyro Ball!\" Aegislash followed orders and slammed into Farfetch'd at full throttle and with full power.\n`Attack Factor: 5.5x (STAB: 1.5 | Attack Boost: 4)`"
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*\"**Brutal Swing**\", Baxter would say calmly as the determined Farfetch'd would look up on from their perspective, A towering spinning Aegislash of power, But as it got the closest to it, It would wind it's feathered wing as well as it's celery back, And swing it at the spinning Aegislash, A purple aura and glow coming over it's feathered wing and celery as it attempted to match the power and speed the Aegislash came at it with, Held plans for his Farfetch'd's fate*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "From the back of Shizu's head, Brutal Swing was a Dark-Type Physical Move, something that didn't go well with Aegislash, being half-Ghost. But there was still something on her brain that was about to shoot sparks. \"Spin faster, Aegislash!\" Aegislash followed, spinning even faster, completely overpowering the Brutal Swing in speed and strength, and smashed the Farfetch'd's defenses."
}
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{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": ".*The Farfetch'd, Being on the outskirts of the swinging motion, Would only be touched and would be sent straight into the neighboring wall, Baxter would think that was enough for the Farfetch'd, Returning it to it's Ball, Before he reached to grab his next ball, He stood for a second, Then without hesitation he threw, The light forming the entrance to a Poliwrath, It stood tall, Angry and agitated, It was clear this Poliwrath was easily angered and hot tempered.*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "First, a Simisage, a Farfetch'd, and now a Poliwrath. Baxter was slowly revealing his entire party as her Aegislash almost effortlessly swept the team. Shizu was confident that she could take on even this hotheaded brawler. \"Aegislash, use Shadow Claw!\" Aegislash obeyed and a ghostly claw swiped at Poliwrath with the same golden aura as its user."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*Unknown to Shizu, Baxter was beginning to let his ego did into his actions, He knew his Poliwrath was equipped for this situation, Now heated that he was down to his third pokèmon he became more involved in his head than anything else, \"**Poliwrath, Counter**\", Poliwrath quickly obeyed as it opened itself to the Shadow claw from Aegislash, As it slashed at the Poliwrath, It stayed resilient, As it then with intense power and force lunged at the Aegislash and attempted to run it's gloved fist straight into the Aegislash*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "Despite Counter being indeed a fighting-type move, Shizu did not foresee such a move, and presumably, Aegislash 'The Tank' was taken down by Poliwrath. \"You did well... Aegislash. Now, go!\" She unhooked one of the two remaining red-colored Poké Balls, and out came Beedrill that brandished a Mega Stone, a Beedrillite, on her tip. Maybe Baxter didn't notice that the stone embedded into her barrette was actually a Key Stone, as she took it off and a bright light emerged from both stones as she was shrouded in a cloak of light before completing the transformation.\n\n\"Maybe you didn't notice... But the stone on my barrette was a Key Stone. And with my Aegislash's attack, I know your Poliwrath is weak. Now, Beedrill, use Fell Stinger!\" Beedrill, with a strong will over its Mega Evolution form, followed and it made a literal beeline straight to the center of its swirl. \"You can't counter this one, can you?\""
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*Baxter was secretly surprised at the mega evolution that the Beedrill preformed, He recognized the mega evolution from his battles with the league in Kalos, Although surprised, He was serious, Baxter and Poliwrath both, Which was only angered more by counterblowing the Aegislash, Awaited Baxter's command, Which Baxter soon replied, \"**No, Poliwrath, Icebeam**\", As the bee went straight for the center of Poliwrath, It would now be coming for a powerful beam of Ice coming straight at, The beam of Ice froze the air around it*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "While the freeze beam came at it, Shizu's Beedrill was on it before Shizu even spoke, dodging the Ice Beam with its superior speed, moving to the right of the beam before centering itself once more to strike Baxter's Poliwrath clean to the center with no room to even use Counter.\"That was... A bit cold,\" She giggled a bit. Truth be told, there was a good reason why she chose Beedrill, of all other Mega Evolution Pokémon: Speed and Power. If the hit landed, Beedrill's power was multiplied by more than twice its norm since Poliwrath was in no condition to take a second hit."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*Poliwrath would look to the side of which Beedrill came at it, And as the Ice Beam stopped it would get violently hit by the Beedrill, Sending it to a now broken wall as it hit it with full force, Only a light sending it back to it's ball would be seen, Baxter looked at two of it's pokèballs as he silently debated which one to use, He took one and threw it out, A great and familiar Nidoking would make itself shown, Baxter closed his eyes as he thought deeply about what his actions could be as the battle raged on.\n\n\"**Sludge Wave**\", Baxter would say his eyes still closed as the Nidoking would start to sweat a purple liquid, Then it draining out of the Nidoking's skin profusely, Eventually become a great wave that would greatly Shadow over the Beedrill*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "Quickly moving out of the way of a Nidoking, Beedrill was able to move out of the direction of a wave of poisonous sludge. Shizu, despite having only shown two of her Pokémon during the entire battle, had taken out two of them and incapacitated one with immensely low health. Knowing that she has a clear upper hand, she isn't any more willing to rush on Baxter's Pokémon. \"Beedrill! X-Scissor!\" It obeyed and despite the move dealing half of the damage to Nidoking due to typing, it was recovered and even surpassed due to the attack boosts. There was a mild chance that the very move could either leave Nidoking in critical condition or knock it out entirely."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*The Nidoking instinctively tried to block the X-Scissor, But the power of the Beedrill was vast, It overpowered the Nidoking's defense and left it damaged on a knee, Still holding on, It rose back to it's feet as it then heard Baxter once more, \"**Earth Power**\", The Nidoking got serious as a heat aroma gathered around it, It closed it's eyes as it then unleashed a shockwave through the ground as well around itself, Sending the ground under and around the Beedrill up in various spiky and jagged fashions, It was a vast, Powerful and dangerous move, The fire like aura not bursting around the Nidoking as the move raged on*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "Shizu quickly realized it was the end of Mega Beedrill here as it was blasted; she was a glass cannon and she knew it. Light withdrew from the Beedrill as it reverted back into its normal form. \"Thank you, Beedrill. Now go!\" After she unhinged her last red Poké Ball and out came a Crawdaunt. \"Quick, Crawdaunt, use Crabhammer!\" Crawdaunt obeyed and formed a small torrent around his pincer before swinging it at Nidoking."
}
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{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*Baxter kept his eyes closed as the Nidoking heated down and breathed heavily as a move rushed towards it, It was weakened and tired but was also resilient, Physically and mentally, It heeded to Baxter's will, \"**Double Kick**\", Baxter said as Nidoking quickly tried to halt the Crawdaunt's Crabhammer with 2 consecutive kicks to meet it halfway through*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "\"Come on, Crawdaunt, you have this!\" Shizu was cheering Crawdaunt on now. The first double kick clashed with the Crabhammer, being a close call for Nidoking when it brought out a second kick, slamming him into a wall but not breaking it. She'd walk over to Crawdaunt, whispering her plan to him in a matter of no more than 15 seconds. \"Crawdaunt, use Crabhammer once more!\" And thus, was where the trick came in. It was really a basic right hook made as a decoy for the real deal: Avalanche, ice forming around the left pincer as it slammed on the ground, causing a massive amount of ice to form and possibly overpower Nidoking by basically burying it over. It was a win or a draw for this matchup."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*Nidoking saw this in awe, And Baxter would open his eyes finally to his ultimate and or final decision, \"**Nidoking, Giga Impact!**\", Nidoking would put it's arms together as it then ran straight into the wave/avalanche of ice attempting to bury it in a brutal fashion, Wind shifting around it as it ran, And a yellow outline forming around it, It ran at incredible speeds*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "It was apparent that this Nidoking was a strong one, taking out her Mega Beedrill, and alas, the Crawdaunt that was oh ever so close to beating him as he was slammed straight into the wall. \"Have a good rest, Crawdaunt... Now go, Dragonite! Dragon Dance!\" She unhooked a Great Ball this time, releasing a Dragonite, which let out a massive roar, enhancing its power and speed upon entering the arena. The plan was simple: It was to use Dual Wingbeat on Nidoking to knock it out, and sweep any remaining Pokémon."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*Nidoking, Tired, Beat, Injured and overall worked out, Used it's final and most powerful move, Which was a move that needed rest after use, Baxter knew that Nidoking fought valiantly and stood stoic as it rested from the Giga Impact, Leaving it completely open to anything to happen to it. The Nidoking looked to Baxter for a second as it then looked at the oppose that stood in front of it, Even after everything, Still it stared at the mighty dragon with will and fight, Seeing as it was all it could do to show it was still strong in this checkmate moment*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "While Nidoking was still in a need to rest after that Giga Impact, she wanted to take it as time to begin stacking and racking up the status effects. \"Dragon Dance, one more time!\" Dragonite let out yet another roar that boosted its speed and power once more. The main objective? Go into Outrage and allow the Lum Berry to do its work before continuing."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*Baxter knew what she was doing, It was a dangerous game to play for his Nidoking that was now replenished from the Giga Impact, He didn't have a plan at the moment, But he knew that Nidoking was most likely not equipped for the dragon, He thought about his last pokèmon, And quickly, Came back to his Nidoking as he exclaimed, \"**Nidoking, With all your might, Double Kick**\", The Nidoking dashed towards the Dragonite and short hopped in front of it, Attempting to send 2 kicks to the dragon at once*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "Dragonite was now capable of entirely outspeeding and overpowering Baxter's Nidoking after two Dragon Dances, and with Nidoking's condition apparent, Shizu knew it. \"Dragonite! Use Dual Wingbeat!\" Dragonite's wings had a brief clash with Nidoking's kicks before sending it off, knocking it out of the battle."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "*Nidoking was sent to his ball as soon as he was was hit and sent back, Baxter held the ball for a moment, As he then grabbed and looked at his last pokèball, He threw it out, The light entrance was for the Gallade that appeared out the pokèball, It stood mighty, Ready to move to Baxter's will, \"**Swords Dance**\", Baxter would say as the Gallade gained duplicate additional power and stared down the Dragonite.*"
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "Shizu was aware that Gallade was a threat. It was already a fighting-and-psychic combo, meaning that any attack from it was a serious issue, and became DEFCON 3 with that Swords Dance. \"Dragonite, use Dual Wingbeat, quick!\" Dragonite let out a massive roar before essentially outspeeding Gallade with any chance for rebuttal and slammed its wings at it given there were no counterattacks."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "Baxter saw this coming, And as. Gallade tried to block and got hit, Being in the motion of flying back, Baxter returned it to it's ball quickly, Baxter strapped his final pokèmon to his bag strap as he thought in silence, The trainer he fought was truly ruthless and powerful, Though he was able to beat three of them, He still lost, Which in his mind was a major set back for his original goal, His mind first went to training and switching his pokèmon out, As he stood their in silence looking to the ground."
},
{
"author": "Shizu",
"message": "It was clearly quite an interesting battle. It was her first full-party battle on the island, and she'd even beat out a party that was larger than hers. Shizu withdrew Dragonite, returning her to the Great Ball in a light beam and then extended her hand to the gloomy Baxter to shake his hand and cheer him up a little bit. \"That was a great match; you're awesome!\" She beamed with joy in her face."
},
{
"author": "Baxter",
"message": "Baxter's eyes stayed at the ground as he remained in his head, He saw the hand come into his sight to greet him as he looked at the ground, Looking up, He would see her offering a handshake as well as her praise for the battle, Hesitant, But willing, He slowly moved his hand up to indulge her handshake, He smirked a bit on the surface, But inside was eaten by his ego and desperately wanted to do something to become stronger, \"Thanks for the battle, It wasn't only great but eye-opening\""
}
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{
"author": "allora",
"message": "*Vampette and Aviva found their way here after leaving the airport, assuming Mari was following them.*\n\"This isn't the mansion you were telling us about, Vampette.\" *Aviva said as they approached.*\n\"I know,\" *Vampette replied.* \"I'm hungry. Figure we could get some snacks to take there, make sure we're on good terms with everyone.\""
},
{
"author": "Mari",
"message": "\"Well if your hungry, you know I can always cook something.\" *Mari said with her hand in her jacket pocket. Lilligent was still very excited. Mari giggled at this.*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "**A noble looking man walked into the bakery, an Altaria following close behind. He ordered a cinnamon roll and black tea, sitting down at a table close to the foreign elite members.**"
},
{
"author": "allora",
"message": "\"Wait, you can cook?\" *Aviva asked Mari.*\n\"Yeah, didn't you know?\" *Vampette asked Aviva in return.* \"Hana bakes too. They're both good food makers.\""
},
{
"author": "Mari",
"message": "\"I thought this was common knowledge. I mean, I did grow up in Galar before moving to Nightshade.\"\n\n*Mari tilted her head a little. Lilligent sat in a near by chair.*"
},
{
"author": "allora",
"message": "\"To me it isn't,\" *Aviva replied before ordering a couple of cinnamon rolls. Vampette would follow behind, asking for the same thing. They'd both sit down in a seat close to the noble-looking man.*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "**Ciel glanced over at the group of chatty girls, sighing. He didn't care for them, but he was bored. He started up a conversation with them.** \"Where are you girls from? I haven't seen you around.\""
},
{
"author": "allora",
"message": "*Vampette turned towards Ciel first.* \"Ah, we're from the Nightshade region. Just got here some time ago.\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "\"Interesting... A pleasure to meet you.\" **He stook a sip of tea, exuding a royalty-like aura and manner.**"
},
{
"author": "allora",
"message": "\"A pleasure to meet you as well. May I ask who you are?\" *Vampette would ask as Aviva leaned back in her chair and popped her back.*"
},
{
"author": "Mari",
"message": "*Mari was currently doing her daily routine of spoiling the shit of Lilligent. Lilligent was very happy with this and made happy noises as she swayed back and forth happily*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "\"I'm Ciel, current champion of the Unova region! I specialize in Flying-Types, just like my mentor, Skyla.\""
},
{
"author": "allora",
"message": "\"Ah, a fellow Champion!\" *Vampette would smile.* \"The name's Vampette. I'm the Champion of the Nightshade region myself. And, ah, this is half of my Elite 4. The goth-looking one is our resident Pokemon therapist, Aviva, and the one spoiling her Lilligant heavily is our resident Pokemon beautician, Mari.\"\n\n*Aviva's back would pop loudly.* \"...Ohhhhh, that feels way better.\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "\"It's a pleasure to meet you.\" **Ciel nodded his head.*"
},
{
"author": "marxwitharms",
"message": "MA: \"Awwwww who my precious little angle? Oooooooooo\" *Lilligents eyes sparked as Mari continued to spoil her*"
},
{
"author": "allora",
"message": "*Vampette smiles and rolls her eyes.* \"To you as well. The rest of our group isn't here yet for various reasons, but if you ever meet them, their names are Zelda and Hana. Zelda's our resident DJ, she runs a club in our region, and Hana's our resident matchmaker, she tries to help create happy couples.\"\n\n\"Zelda's always late, by the way,\" *Aviva adds.* \"Never rely on her to keep a good schedule.\""
},
{
"author": "Mari",
"message": "*Mari continued to spoil the shit out of Lilligent until Lopunny came out and got jealous. Mari giggled and hugged the two* \"Awwww you don't need to be jealous, you know I love you all.\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "\"Very nice. I can see you're not from the main regions. I hope you get used to life on this little island.\""
},
{
"author": "Mari",
"message": "\"I'm sure we will. We're a tuff as nail group!\" *Mari smiled stilling hugging Lopunny and Lilligent*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "\"Isn't that cute? Your Pokemon seem to like you a lot.\" **Ciel studied Mari and her Pokemon, his Altaria nuzzling his shoulder.** \"I know boy...\" **He gently patted the majestic bird's head.**"
},
{
"author": "Mari",
"message": "\"I care a lot about them alot. I wouldn't be who I am today with out them.\" *Mari smiled*\n\n\"Although... I'm too hungry. I'm gonna try and find that mansion. I hope you all have a good day.\" *Mari said as she left with her team of pokemon*"
}
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{
"author": "trickymark",
"message": "Gladion walked in with Monika in hand and looked at the food on display, just looking at them made him hungrier. Monika was also gawking over the food with him, she looked at him, \"Can you remember my favorite pastry?\" She smirked at him, he chuckled nervously, \"If I remember correctly it was the Alexandertorte.\" Her eyes shimmered, \"Even the name makes me hungry..\" She looked to see if they had any, and they did! She went up to the counter and ordered a few, and some Apple Strudels too, because she knew that was Gladion's favorite."
},
{
"author": "Gladion",
"message": "He was touched to know that she also remembered his favorite pastry. After receiving the items they walked to a little table for two outside. He chuckled when Monika just immediately started to dig into her Alexandertorte's. The sparkle in her eyes made a little blush appear on his cheeks. \"So, have you met anyone here?\""
},
{
"author": "trickymark",
"message": "She finished her food unusually quickly, she looked up at him and wiped her face with a napkin. \"Yeah! I've met quite alot of people actually!\" She was going to list them off for him, he might recognize some of the names, \"Jade, Crystal, Noelle, Akari, Eden, Elizabeth, Alphonse, Leon, and..\" She gritted her teeth, \"Raihan..\""
},
{
"author": "Gladion",
"message": "He recognized Jade, Crystal and Akari, but when he heard Leon's name, his face darkened up, \"Leon..?\" He knew that she was obsessed with him even back then, but was she really able to meet him in person..? \"So... What's Leon like..?\" He took a bite of his food just to try and cheer up from his bad mood."
},
{
"author": "trickymark",
"message": "She took out her phone and scrolled through pictures that Akari sent to her, \"He's really kind and caring to me!\" She gave him his phone and let him scroll through her pictures."
},
{
"author": "Gladion",
"message": "He scrolled through them, they were all pictures of them just having a good time, and it didn't really bother him that much, until the last one. It was from a distance, almost as if it was taken in secret, but it was a picture of them... Kissing at the top of a mountain..\"I... Uh..\" He handed her phone back to her, \"Cool..\" He rested his elbow on the table and then his chin on his hand and looked away from her."
},
{
"author": "trickymark",
"message": "She raised her eyebrow and looked at her phone, when she saw the picture she almost fell off her chair. **\"MIMIKYU!\"** She nearly shouted, she stuffed her phone in her pocket and looked over at Gladion, \"Are you... Alright?\""
},
{
"author": "Gladion",
"message": "\"Fine, I'm fine.\" He sighed and looked back at her with a forced smile, \"It was nice seeing you again, but I think I should take this to go..\" Before she could say anything he picked up his food and walked towards the mansion."
},
{
"author": "trickymark",
"message": "She raised her eyebrows, \"Oh... Okay..! See you later..!\" She waved to him as he was walking away, \"Did I do something wrong..?\" She asked to herself."
}
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{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "Hau came in by himself, he didn't want to disturb anyone with his Pokémon, so they were in their balls in his bag. He was wondering if they made malasadas. He was also curious for what else they had. The nice aroma of the bakery made him even more curious. So yummy he could almost taste the air."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "Mark kinda tiptoe in, not noticing hau. He slowly closes the door and sneaks up to the counter \"Ok... So far so good... Just a little further... And we will be good\""
},
{
"author": "angsilaw",
"message": "Hau Lmao nope, Hau notices Mark and waves to him, \"Alola!\" He smiled and did his double wave. \"Who are you?\" He asked, he wanted to meet everyone here, even if that'll be tiring. \"I'm Hau! I come from Alola!\" He smiled."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "He jumps \"AHH OHH UHHH\" He quickly recovers however \"Hi... Uhh... I'm mark narbeth... Sinnohs champion... Nice to meet you... Uhhh... Was not expecting someone else to be here if I'm honest\""
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"Really? I plan on coming here everyday. You should always expect someone, or else a trainer could challenge you to a battle. Keep your guard up!\" He laughed. He seemed relaxed. \"So, are you Sinnoj's new champion, cause I thought Cynthia was.\" He asked."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Well, she was defeated a bit back by someone else, and then i rose up soon after, so yeah, i am the newest champion of sinnoh. Soooooo alola huh? Heard some things about that place. You guys have that massive stuffed bear thing right?\""
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"Bewear? Yeah, there's a reason why it's called that. It'll try to hug you but it's stronger than it thinks. It kills you with a single bear hug, or just almost fatally injure you. But their pre evolution is cute!\" He mentioned. \"What's it like in Sinnoh?\" He asked"
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "He puts his finger up and thinks \".... Well, fair to say we have our own bewears in the form of big purple balloons. We also have nice lakes... Its peaceful, beautiful... And contests, we have good contests... And we have living venus fly traps... So all in all its pretty great\""
},
{
"author": "angsilaw",
"message": "\"You mean Drfilooms? We have those near the grave sites in Alola. Kind of creepy. I did research on them and they take away children and drop them while in the air...\" He seemed shaken from the idea. \"And bug traps? Like Carnivine? I've heard about those. But what do you mean contest? I never heard of those.\""
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Oh, well, it's more about looking good than damage, the first round is using moves to combo them off the other, second round is about battling while being graceful. It's quite a site, and even better to participate in\""
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"That sounds cool! I should visit Sinnoh sometime soon!\" He looked pumped up, stars in his eyes, shining brightly. \"So moves that blend together sort of?\" He asked. He has many questions he wants answered."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Yeah, for example, using ice beam to create a loop de loop and then use flame wheel to go round it, or have a move like razor leaf be used with something like twister to create a swirl of leaves. It's all about beauty.\" He smiles. He was getting used to being around hau, or at least enough to talk about the one of the subjects he enjoyed talking about."
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"That sounds hard... I've gotta try it!\" He seems eager. \"I'm not sure what I could do but Blacephalon makes fireworks! Maybe it could be a great help!\" He nods to himself. \"That sounds amazing. Have you participated in them before?\" He asks, obviously curious."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Yep, got a mismagius that's great at them. Weve had our fair share of wins and losses, but to be fair we did lose to some great trainers.\" He thinks for a sec \"Wait... Blacephalon? That name sounds... Familiar but I can't put my finger on it... Hmmmmm\" He shrugs \"Eh, probably just another trainer mentioned it\""
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"Blacephalon is my Ultra Beast! I got it back a few months ago! We've had a really great bond. O you want to meet it?\" He asks. \"Blacephalon can make fireworks and can juggle its head! Oh! It can make its head explode too!\" He said excitedly. \"I don't know how it's still alive but it is!\" He smiled."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"... You know considering the things I've seen, including a living alphabet, that's probably not the weirdest thing I've seen. Sure, why not, it can meet infe-\" It's at this moment he remembered why he was here \"OH SWEET MERCIFUL ARCEUS! INFERNAPE! I nearly forgot\""
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"Isn't Infernape one of the final evolutions of the Sinnoh starters? That's what I heard.\" He responded, \"What happened?\" He asked. \"Did something happen???\" He seemed worried. \"Did you leave him in your room or something?\""
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Nononono, hes fines, well, he is in my room but I want him there it's just-\" He stopped \"..... Actually you know what, its nothing, it's all fine. And starter?\" He seems slightly confused about the term 'starter'"
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"Starter Pokémon. The ones you start your journey with! Like my Primarina. He started out as a small Popplio.\" He answered. \"I didn't know people didn't know what a starter was!\" He came off a little bit insensitive on accident, but was genuinely surprised."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Ohhhhh, well, yeah, I guess you would say infernape was my starter, started as a chimchar of course. Yeah, dont normally hear the term, after all, any pokemon can be a trainers first in a way, so really, any pokemon can be a 'starter'. Normally I just call them my partner pokemon\""
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"Oh? Maybe it's some weird dialect thingy. We are from different regions so that's probably the case. But that is true! I'd really like to meet your Infernape soon! Why did you come down to the bakery though?\" Hau asked."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "He freezes \"..... Its probably going to sound wierd or dumb or probably both.\" He looks down at the floor slightly embarrassed"
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"There's no dumb reason to be at a bakery!\" He insists. \"I couldn't resist coming here! You can tell me!\" He promises. \"I came here for some malasadas if they have any.\""
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Well...\" He sighs \"Todays the anniversary of when me and infernape first met, that in itself we usually just have a moment and move on but... This is the first anniversary since I became sinnohs champion, so I wanted to do something special, I special ordered a cake, got a present for him and my other pokemon, found some nice clothes, that sort of thing. Soooo yeah, probably a weirdo now\""
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"Don't be silly, I'd do the same thing! (I have done it before actually haha!) It's a special occasion! Do it how you want to!\" He suggested. \"Nothing weird about it, and I doubt your Pokémon will find it weird! Have more confidence!\" He smiled, \"Just know that I'm not judging, and no one here should!\""
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Wow, ok, that went... A lot better than I expected.\" He chuckled \"Yeahhhhhh, turns out becoming champion doesn't automatically solve the social awkwardness issues. Still trying to get used to people\""
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"You need to work in your confidence. You are going to have to go on a red carpet or something at one point. You're popular in Sinnoh so you need to be prepared for it!\" He put his hands on his hips and shook his head."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"I'm getting better, though admittedly that incident at the gate didn't help matters. Still though, I'm getting through it one step at a time, and the rest of my team are definitely helping the best they can. It's kinda why I went to this place in the first... Place... To try and help with my, insecurities\""
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"Oh, I thought it'd be something like... Just wanting a vacation. But I'm glad you're working on those skills! Sorry for being so blunt, I didn't mean to.\" He apologized and did that stupid anime head scratch thing. \"Hope you do get better at this though!\""
}
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{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"Well, that too, but if you can get 2 spearow with one stone then why not? The elite four and gym leaders are having a bit of a shuffle right now anyway, so there really isn't a point of me just sitting there.\" He smiled \"And don't worry, I understand about the whole blunt thing, its just who you are\""
},
{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "\"Ah, thanks for letting me know it's fine but I don't think it's a good excuse that it's just my personality...\" He sighed. \"But thanks for understanding!\" He really appreciated that."
},
{
"author": "yoshistarhunter",
"message": "\"No problem\" He leans on a window \"Everyone is unique, everyone has their own issues. Heck, this is the first time in a long time ive been outside without a pokemon to acompany me, usually infernape to be fair if not the entire team\""
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "The bakery was huge and fancy too! There was an display of different types of cookies, cakes, pastries, and wah! A chocolate fountain but wait! There's dark chocolate, white chocolate and milk. They definitely had a variety, Iris eyed on the more expensive stuff. Of course that would be the kinds of desserts adults would go for, it probably tastes great. \"I want to order everything~\" Iris chirped than looked behind her as she was leaning over the display case. \"Hey Red how about you order all the cookies and I'll order all the cakes! Maybe Anvi can order all their pastries! \""
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan enters after Iris and takes off his sunglasses. Just in time too! As the shorty Iris started rambling on about ordering everything! \"Hol' up! You're not gonna order everything in here! What about the other residents, ah? Geez...\" He shakes his head. It's a wonder where all of that food goes when she's kept so small. \"We can order a handful, but not everything! Ya guys better share this time.\" He crosses his arms. Now what is *He* Going to order? Maybe a small gourmet cupcake or Alcremie cream as well. But since Raihan is out of Galar, he should try something new. Oh well. He'll just let the other order first."
},
{
"author": "Sonia",
"message": "She followed him in, it all looks so delicious! \"Oh wow!\" She seems to be observing the food a little too much. She then turned to Raihan, \"What are you going to get?\""
},
{
"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "Cynthia had to admit, this was the best bakery she'd ever seen, but before she could waltz up and order anything, she noticed a young girl excited over the endless array of sugar. Squinting a bit, the girl almost looked familiar... Cynthia did a double take, stepping a little closer.\n'Iris!' She realized. Of course. Unova's champion, who Cynthia remembered hearing about while she was in the region. What was she doing here? Then again, what were any of them actually doing here. Well, someone to talk to sounded nice. \nAaand, she was standing in the way...\n\"Iris!\" She called. As she walked up to the other champion, a gentle smile on her face, Cynthia noticed they were making plans to buy everything... Well, who was she to blame someone for loving sweets."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "\"Good idea, Iris, but I'm afraid that's not going to happen today.\" Irsia laughed, walking inside. Just walking in surrounded them with the sweet scent of sugar. Irsia took the time to look around the display cases. The attention to detail was stunning; she looked behind to see people and Pokemon working diligently on the freshest desserts yet. \n\nAnvi pulled Irsia over, wondering what all Iris had said. Oh, so the pastries, cookies and cakes were what they needed to get. Irsia mentioned that he could get whatever he wanted, but habinfna good portion to share with new friends would be nice... He eyed the almost sparkling food, tapping his lip as he struggled to make a choice. \n\n\"Oh, look at this—\" \nIrsia glanced up to a poster with several pictures of different desserts. Seems like they could get combinations of them in a larger size. \n\"This one has malasada with Alcremie cream inside of it. Its placed on top of ice cream and berries.\""
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red pressed his face on the display case. Such a variety of aesthetic looking desserts! Some are even shaped like cute Pokemon but something else catches the boy's eyes. What's this? Ube roll cake? They never had this flavor in Kanto. It's so vibrant and purple. He poked Iris, and pointed at the dessert.*"
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Aw what a bummer! And relax Raihan Red and I will share this time we are the Tyke Couple after all,\" She laughed. The girl continued to stare at the display case wondering what she should order, Red caught her attention. \"Ube?? (She pronounced it as \"Oo beee\" Or something like that) Sounds delicious! We can both get that!\" A familiar voice rung on her ears and she turned around. \"Cynthia! You're here!\" She bolted to the woman excited. \"I figured you'd be here and in one of the best places too. What are you gonna get?\""
},
{
"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "Cynthia was taken aback by how... Direct Iris was. She let out a small chuckle, thinking, 'oh great. I didn't even think about ordering anything... Plus I just ate, so I'm not sure if I want anything...' That was until the scent of fresh baked cake managed to drift it's way to her nose. She inhaled the heavenly scent and decided, 'why not. It would be good to eat some cake and catch up.'\n\n\"Well, I'm definitely not ordering the whole bakery,\" She said, raising an eyebrow. \"I guess I'll go with something mild... No, something flavorful, that's the best option...\" Cynthia ended up starting at the endless selection of food for a bit to long.\n\"That one,\" She said, pointing at a red tart with some kind or berry. It looked like the kind of thing you'd find at a fancy bakery, and she didn't want to hold up the line."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"Combinations? Sounds nice~\" He notices Sonia asking him what he'd like. \"Erm, I'm probably gonna get something light. Like a crepe maybe? You?\" Now that he thinks about, usually females are suckers for sweets. Is Sonia going to order in multitudes, too? And then there is another person that seems to be entering their group. Cynthia?! He have heard of the woman. She's iconic for being the revolutionary female champion. Although he's not a hardcore fan, he still has respects for her. Back to deciding his order, Raihan sees Red pressing his face to the glass. *\"What a kid.\"* But it made him relax to know the silent boy is a pretty chill guy. Since the others seem to be wondering still, Raihan went ahead and place his order. A crepe."
},
{
"author": "Sonia",
"message": "She decides she's just going to ~~steal Raihan's food~~ not order anything. She just stood in the back and looked at her Rotomphone, looking up some information about Ultra Beasts. She saw something, Monika, Elite 4 of The Alola Region, she flinched and shoved her Rotom Phone in her pocket aggressively."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Iris giggled, \"That looks good!\" It seemed really plain for her though, she really wanted to try that wacky purple cake Red wanted. The girl shook her head for she had a bad habit for imitating what adults do. The girl contemplated about her choice she really wanted to impress the adults around her but at the same time would rather have something she'd enjoy."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Irsia would decide on that! That way she could have three different regional deserts in one. She looked over to Sonia and Raihan. Ah, the classic 'not going to order but take some anyway'. It would be easier just to ask him to purchase something for her, if this was a way to flirt...\nSpeaking of which, did Iris say something about being a Tyke Couple? She'd ask about that later. \nIt seems Gardevoir had her eyes on a special looking cake... One that was decorated in light pink sugar dust and looked just like her! Her eyes practically sparkled as she stared at it. \nGrookey seemed to take interest in a pastry that had nuts and berries on top of it. \nIrsia then noticed Iris and Red contemplating about buying the cake. \n\"I'd say go for it. Tell you what, if you want to try it, I'll by a whole roll and then we can all share.\" Irsia offered."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red smiled and bowed to Irsia in gratitude. That was sweet of the lady to do that for them! He did feel bad for ogling at the dessert. In return, he gave some money to her.*"
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "Irisia was kind enough to buy a roll for them .\"Yes please!\" Iris pointed at the purple cake, even though Irisia knew that's the one. \"This one!\" How do you say it? Ooo beee?\" She laughed, relieved from the pressure of picking a dessert. \"Oh can we get a set of macarons too? I've always wanted to try those fancy cookies!\""
},
{
"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "Cynthia received her tart, delighted with the scent. She turned towards Iris, and the others in her group, most of which she didn't recognize. Except for red. Of course she could recognize other champions, but there were some other people she wasn't quite sure.\n\"Oh, I don't believe I've met you before,\" She said, directed at a girl with a Gardevoir who was interested in a cake.\n\"I know you red, champion of Kanto, after all, how could I forget. And, you,\" She looked at Anvi. \"I could have sword I saw you when I first arrived. Friends of Iris?\" She asked them. Judging by the girl buying her the roll, they were at least on good terms.\nThe purple roll looked good, if not a little dubious by color alone. But Cynthia smiled, mostly due to the bundle of joy known as Iris that currently was in the room with her."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "\"I don't see why not.\" Irsia said. She gets the attention of one behind the case and points to both the ube cake and a set of macarons. One with multiple flavors would be best, so they could try them all. Just by the looks of the place, she was sure the desserts were delicious. She also asked for the fruit topped tarts and the special cake. Oh, was someone talking to her? She turned, seeing... Yet *Another* Famous face! Picture!! Maybe not yet. \"The champion of Sinnoh herself, yes?\" She grinned. Anvi had looked up but not quick enough to make out what she'd asked., so Irsia helped him out. He nods to answer her question. Irsia spoke next. \"Oh, I'm just here with everyone else, hardly anyone known. My name's Irsia, it's an honor to meet you.\""
},
{
"author": "angsilaw",
"message": "Hau walked in late, he was making sure his Pokémon were alright and just had a little bit of fun with them. \"Hi guys!\" He waved. He grabbed out some money from his bag and ordered 50 malasadas. \"Surprise me with the flavors please!\" He asked, ask and receive. He was giddy for some malasadas and wanted some. He just had some earlier but oops. He has an addiction!"
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "50 Masaladas?! That is a lot of money to spend, but maybe he's storing it up for later. There's no way he'll eat those in one sitting. When they were handed the roll and cookies, Iris's face was beaming she ran to one of the larger tables, sitting down, \"Let's take a seat and devour these!\""
}
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{
"author": "Hau",
"message": "Once Hau receive his malasadas he sat down at a table a bit farther from the rest of them and just started gobbling them up with his Pokémon. Hau ate most of them (like 30). So many different, delicious flavors! So yummy. Hau has an addiction."
},
{
"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "\"Oh,\" Cynthia said, looking at what was going on with curiosity. These people were really dedicated to their baked goods she supposed. \"Aah, so you know who I am,\" She said, in response to Irsia. \"You're correct, though you may call me Cynthia. And what should I call you?\"\nMeanwhile, Hau ans Iris were really eager to sit down and eat, so she gestured at the table the group had wordlessly chosen.\n\"I guess we can sit and chat there.\""
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "\"Irsia is just fine.\" She said. She paid for the whole package of things and waited for them to box it up. It was a large order so she and Gardevoir helped out. Good, they already had a table. Irsia came over. Maybe they needed to get another table. So, there was a other one that was pushed over to them. \n\"Macarons, pastries, and ube cake, all right here. Did you all get utensils and napkins? Oh, I'll grab more.\" She turned and went to get a big mound of them, just because she knew there could be some messy eaters."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "Raihan received his crepe. It's ain't bad. A sundae kinda type crepe. Creme, strawberries, banana, while being drizzled with chocolate syrup. Wait, that's what the typical crepe would look like. \"Thanks~\" He says to the employee, giving them the payment only to tell them they can keep the change. He goes over to join the rest as they were getting settled down. The kids were really having it with their baked goods. It's really something that they can eat so much. This crepe itself seems like a handful to Raihan. He might have to share. \"Sonia?\" He noticed that she didn't order anything. \"Want a bite?\" He offers, holding it toward the Galarian professor."
},
{
"author": "Sonia",
"message": "She was zoned out and she flinched when he said her name, \"Huh? Oh, sure!\" She took it from him and took a small bite, \"Mm! It's good!\" She handed it back to him, maybe she'll order it another time."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red dashed to the table and next to Iris. Right away, he dug his fork onto the ube roll cake and plopped it into his mouth. What an interesting flavor! It had a sweet, nutty taste to it! He cut a piece for Iris to try.* \"Ahh\", Red wanted her to open her mouth."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "She blushed, embarassed, \"Ahh?\" Red seemed really excited about it, so she ate the cake off of his fork. \"Wow! This tastes amazing!\" Her expression lit up, and she took her own fork to cut her own slice. She placed it on one of plates. \"Good call Red!\""
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Irsia brought back napkins and discovered that everyone was already eating. Well, at least they were enjoying themselves. She sat down and scooted a cup close to her. Ah, creamy ice cream with a malasadas placed on top. She carefully pulled it apart, now scooping some of the ice cream with the cream filled malasada. \nGrookey was making all kinds of a mess with the tart as it sat in Anvi's lap. Swablu pecked at the berries and crumbs that fell."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "After finishing quite a lot of slices of their roll, Iris took a few napkins and wiped her face. \"Thank you Miss Irisia!\" Iris smiled, she stared over at her dessert. The ice cream with the masalada inside looked delicious. It mesmerized the girl. She shook her head and jumped off of her chair. \"Ah by the way! Anvi, Raihan! Do you guys want to do a double battle after this?\""
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "\"You're welcome.\" She nods, taking a bite of the combination. She could see why it was a special combo; this was brilliant! She noticed Iris eyeing is and wondered if she wanted to try. Then again, she had a lot of sweets anyway. Irsia tapped Anvi's arm so he paid attention to Iris. Anvi looked up, getting a bit of cream on his cheek. One word was all he needed to understand: battle! That'd be great. He puts down the pastry and nods. He gives her a smile and a challenging look."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Awesome! Red and I have already decided on the teams for the double battle,\" She put her hands around Red's shoulder. \"You and Red will be partners.\" The girl pointed at Raihan confidently, \"And Raihan and I will be partners! How does that sound? Good? Good!\" She's assuming everyone around will comply. \"Maybe Miss Irisia you can be our referee!\""
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Anvi didn't mind any arrangement. He was excited just to get his pokemon out, show what they could do! He wondered what Iris said after that but it wasn't too important at the moment. So he and Red, he looked like a strong trainer so he was sure they'd be a formidable team. Irsia listened with interest. Oh, a ref? She'd see the action up close! \"All right, I'll do that then. It'll be quite a sight to see Champions and strong gym leaders battle. Do other regions have Tier Battles? Oh, nevermind.\" She put a hand to her cheek and laughed."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Tier Battles? Ooo! That must be a style of battling in your region! \" Iris asked excited. \"In Unova we have this thing called Rotation Battles! It's like triple battles except one pokemon has to attack at a time. It's like roulette!\""
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Irsia nodded to her observation. \"I recall hearing about those. Those look so interesting, I'd love to try one out sometime.\" She tapped her cheek. \n\"Tier Battling is gym leader exclusive, however. That's what makes them so popular, I believe.\" She thought aloud. She ate more of the ice cream and malasada."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Gym leader exclusive! So would it just be gym leaders aganist gym leaders? Or is there a certain style to it?\" Iris tilted her head, interested on knowing more about this Tier Battling."
},
{
"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "Cynthia yawned, finishing her tart with one last satisfying bite. It had been surprisingly good, considering she'd bought the first thing that looked appealing so as not to hold up the line. She looked over at Iris and Irsia who were talking about Tier Battling and started listening in.\n\"Sounds fascinating,\" She said. \"Sinnoh's pretty into contests, but those aren't really my expertise. I hear in Galar, certain trainers can make their Pokemon gigantic. Now that sounds like something I want to see.\""
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"A battle, huh?\" He finally spoke up after listening in on the ladies talking. He was partly browsing on his Rotomphone and eating, not wanting to talk with his mouth full. \"Sounds interesting! I really thought you'd like to team up with Red so you can get back at Anvi and I, but I hafta admit, I don't mind this too!\" He holds a fist out to Iris for a fist bump. \"Show these silent guys what for, eh?\" When Cynthia mentioned Gigantamax, he chuckle in a husky tone. \"Yeah, it's called Dynamax, but those that can change their physical appearance when they're in their humongous state is called Gigantamax.\" His eyes go over to his Dynamax band. \"I wonder if ya could even Dynamax on this island...\""
}
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{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "\"I have a student who adores contests, especially those in Sinnoh. Come to think about it, he really likes Sinnoh in general...\"\nWhat a sweet boy he was. Still timid but full of potential. And then Galarian battles! \n\"Gigantamaxing is really really popular on TV back home. It's a huge thrill, so hopefully one day I could see it in person.\" Maybe that would have been a little risky, Raihan. \n\"This island is rather small, maybe not. Oh, Tier Battles. Yes, it's gym exclusive. In order to have one, a gym leader must challenge another one. Whoever wins must switch tiers with the winning leader until another challenge is announced.\""
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Wow! They can do that? Maybe we should do that kind of stuff in my region. Than again poor old Grandpa will be challenged a lot! \" She laughed. She looked around the group seeing if everyone was finished with their desserts. She's already seen Red's team, but she would love to see what pokemon the other two had! \"How many pokemon are we deciding on? Wait as the ref you can probably decide on that Miss Irisia!\" Iris giggled."
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "He puts a hand on his chin, thinking and quite calm from his usual teasing demeanor. \"If it's a double battle, it'll make sense if it's three Pokémon for each of us.\" Raihan is used to double battles *By himself* So battling with another person on his side could be tricky. He'll have to make sure they don't get in the way of each other if they were to go out. \"Pfft, since I want you guys to have a chance-\" He refers to Red and Anvi. \"-I won't be Gigantamaxing.\" His smug grin is back on. \"Just make sure to tune in on my stream once I'm back at Galar and battlin'! Then you can see the beaut of Gigantamaxing!\" It's a shame, because live where it's right in front of your eyes would've been better."
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"That is a galarian thing after all, but I was wondering... Can we do mega evolutions?\" She asked. Iris didn't really mega evolve herself, but she knew that Red can do that with his Charizard after battling him before."
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "Irsia was aware of all these extra battling techniques, and they were a lot of fun if you had them. She wasn't sure Anvi was that type of person... As she listened, Irsia signed for Anvi again. He tilts his head and gives it a shake. Well, if they really wanted to he wouldn't *Mind*, but...\"I prefer battles without techniques like that. It's fine to use them, if every has them. Otherwise it could be unfair. That's what Anvi says.\" Irsia said. \n\n\"I know either way, Anvi will still be serious about his battling. It'll be fun, won't it?\""
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"Mega evolution? I've heard about it. It's almost like Dynamax except for the 'becoming humongous' part. And, it seems they're able to keep their form up much longer. It's just that being so *Big* Can get you so winded, y'know. So they return to their original size after some time.\" Raihan waves a hand at them. \"Eh. I don't need Dynamax, Gigantamax, or anything to beat anyone. I'm capable without anyway.\" He gives a smirk reassuringly. \"It will be fun, alright.\""
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red finished his ube cake and nodded in response. He wasn't sure if any of Anvi or Raihan's Pokemon can Mega Evolve. That would be unfair to use Mega Evolution or Gigantamax. It's better to battle without any of that fancy stuff, right? He's better off either way.*"
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Seems like we all agreed on it! Three per person, no mega evolution or gigantamax. \" Iris nodded. The girl looked to see if everyone was done. \"Have we finished our desserts? Because I sure am hungry for a battle!\""
},
{
"author": "Raihan",
"message": "\"I bet ya feed off of battles, eh? Reminds me of a certain someone.\" He fix his sunglasses back on even though they're still inside. \"The work for y'all?\" If it's three Pokémon he can only pick, they have to be the right ones. Raihan has to study Iris more so that he can support her and himself while they battle. Double battles are teamwork after all! It seems the dragon trainers are finally gonna be able to agree with each other and not bicker. *\"When it comes to battles, I like to be more professional anyway. I guess it became a habit after trying for champion spot so many times.\"*"
},
{
"author": "nomimasu",
"message": "\"Yeah! Red and I battled there before,\" Iris agreed. There was a different kind of tone coming from Raihan, he was more.. Serious than his usual self. \"I may be young, but I'm not called the Unova's Dragon Master for nothing. \" She pointed confidently at the two. \"Brace yourselves! We're going to defeat you guys!\""
},
{
"author": "maki_cheese",
"message": "\"I think we're just about finished.\" Irsia took the last few bites of her ice cream and then packed everything up that was extra. \n\"That sounds like a nice place. I should have expected there to be a stadium here.\" \nAnvi nodded and packed up the rest of his pastries, then helped Grookey clean up. Good thing he went back to his room and got his Pokemon. Anvi then stood up and got ready to go."
},
{
"author": "akiramenaide",
"message": "*Red got off of his chair and headed to the \nAfter eating that ube cake, he was feeling more confident about his battle abilities! He adjusted his hat and smirked. Iris and Raihan are in for a surprise.*"
}
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{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "｡☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆｡"
},
{
"author": "Basil Thorn",
"message": "**On his way to the mansion, Basil got a bit hungry- (gotta make sure to eat something- it's important kids) and so- he tipsy walked into the bakery, looking around before seeing the owner of the shop** Ah... My good sir~ *Hick* How are you today on this joyous day?~ And would do you sell?"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "Tom the baker: **Having his back turned to Basil for now, he was looking at the stove, just as a alarm clock rang and he opened the stove while calling out to him** Well hello there mr. And welcome to Tom's bakery- Hohohoho~ I am feeling grand today! **He then pulls out a plate from the stove in the back and brought it to the front, placing the fresh delicious treats behind the vitrine, before smiling at him** How are you, topsy turvy fellow? And.. As you can see I am selling the finest croissants, pretzels and buns on the whole island!"
},
{
"author": "Basil Thorn",
"message": "**Squinting his somewhat tired eyes at the vitrine, taking a few seconds to look at everything in there, he then looked at the man before him.** Well... Those all look amazing as far as I can see... And they smell even better **Indeed, he freshly baked goods filled the whole place with an almost mouth-watering aroma, so choosing was really hard for basil** ...Hmm... Say if you had to choose.. Which would you take, Tom? **Slowly blinking, he realized that his question had been returned and so he smiled his usual mischievous but jolly smile** And I am good my fella, oh.. Right. **Slowly straightening up and trying to keep his composure because the poisons in his blood made everything seem so funny to him...** Where are my manners? My name is Basil, Basil Thorn~"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "Tom: Hoho! Nice meeting you Basil and I would recommend the buns, they are really great and I am proud of them the most! **He lets out a hearty laugh and takes out a bag and awaits for basil to choose how many** How many would you like \"Mr.\" Thorn? **The happy smile on the elderly man's face was so warm and friendly- just like the man that had it. Twirling his big ol mustache with his other hand, he honestly looked like a very pudgy grandpa wanting to spoil his grandchildren**"
},
{
"author": "Basil Thorn",
"message": "Hmhm... I see... The buns huh...? **The energy that the old man has is just infectious to the point where Basil was just smiling from ear to ear... Or perhaps it was just the toxins- who knows** Well then Tom! Give me five of your best buns! **He then notices something out of the corner of his eye and blinks in surprise- the baker isn't wearing to gloves like he thought... The right hand, that he thought was a glove, was actually made out of metal- copper or bronze perhaps** Um- Tom...? If I might ask... What happened to yar hand?"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "Tom: **Raising an eyebrow as he put 5 fresh buns out of the vitrine and put them into the bag, before closing it and laying it on the counter, Tom sighed** That? Bah... Don't worry bout it mr. Thorn... Just an accident I had years ago in Alola, a nasty dark bugger with a huge mouth bit me hand off. **He smiled oddly enough fondly and barked out another laugh** \n\nBig mistake on the mons' part, since while it was distracted I beat it with me Ribombee and me Kricketune! Should hav' seen it's look on it's face as it got hit by 'hat X-Scissor and the Dazzling Gleam! **He slapped the counter with the metal hand, leaving a small crack, as he seemed to remember the hilarious look on it's face, slowly calming down afterwards.** Aahhh... Anyways, I later had to get a replacement for me hand and well here we are and I got a brass hand now... Which is also funny since me name is Tom Brass. **He glanced at the bag and smiled at Basil**\n'hat be 500 poke, please."
},
{
"author": "Basil Thorn",
"message": "**Listening very closely, even through the tipsy haze, the ground type gym leader couldn't help but be a bit in awe, handing the baker the money, before even talking himself** That... Phew. That's amazing Tom... Ya must have been an incredibly strong trainer back then... Oh and also, thank ya for the buns, my friend~ Wororororo *Hick* **Grinning at the baker, he actually put some more money on the counter and before Tom could say anything, he held up his hand** Ya gave me both some treats and shared such a story with me... Keep it~ Anyhow though, while I would like to stay here longer, I should check into the mansion.\n\n**The older man in turn smiled back at him and laughed, while saying \"Bahahaha, alright- but ya better visit me sometimes and get some more buns, got it boy?\"**\n\nYou got it, worrororo~ **Basil just laughed and a bit wonkily walked out of the bakery, feeling much less intoxicated by now and pulled out a bun. Biting into it, he couldn't believe how good it was... Especially now that he met a new friend. So while laughing heartily like the man inside the bakery, Basil made his way to the mansion again with a light warmth filling his chest.** Worororo~ Lets see if others in this place are like Tom~ worororo~ who am I kidding? There can be only one of him, worororo~"
},
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "｡☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆｡"
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"author": "laydeemoff",
"message": "It was late, but the ringing of the bell, signifying that a customer was here was enough to stir the worker from his napping as Allister walked in, his usual hunched over posture returning (minus the swaying, since that was more a result of him being tired all the time) as he walked up to the counter. Looking through the goods, this place still had a full inventory despite the late hour, he picked out a cookie and said, \"That,\" While dropping down the right amount of money.\n\n\"Certainly,\" The worker said. He pulled out the cookie and started packaging it in a fancy cardboard box, honestly a waste in Allister's opinion. Seriously, he was right there, just hand it to him. Oh well. \"Say,\" The man said. And Allister had to stop himself from sighing at the attempt at socializing. \"You wouldn't happen to be that little gym leader from Galar would you? Wow! My son absolutely loves you, can I get a picture? It would really make his day!\"\n\"Uh...\" Luckily for him, something started beeping in the back room, leaving him time to walk off into the corner of the bakery to enjoy his cookie and text Piers:\n\nGhost Child: Piers. Do you have a moment?\n\nAfter a few frustrating moments with Nessa, again that would need to be solved later, Piers had actually texted back faster than expected. Did Rai already bother him or something?\n\nGhost Child: Piers. Do you have a moment?\n\nPunkTrashrat: Sure. What's going on?\n\nAllister Paused, taking a moment to think about what he should say... Just be direct, he decided. It's been working so far, right? He sighed, opening the ~~stupid~~ box with his cookie in it. Taking out the cookie, it smelled amazing, and with the bakery empty as a ghost town now, he saw no harm in taking off his mask to nom on the delicious snack.\n\nGhost Child: Um... Look... I think Rai wants to make up. Uh, I'm not saying you have to, but um... Look, just, maybe meet him? Forest clearing. That's where I said to meet. Uh, sorry.\n\nHe waited for the reply, while eating. He needed to head off soon anyways, since his plan would mean he has to get their first... Squinting, the boy looked out the window of the bakery to see if Piers was doing anything. Just then, he saw something flash and he blinked, spinning around...\n\"C-could you not?\" He tried to gentle ask.\nThe worker who he'd presumed was gone was sitting behind the counter taking photos of him. \"Um, rude?\" Allister shrieked, covering his face when the guy took another photo. He grumbled, crumpling the packaging from his cookie into a ball and throwing it before leaving the store. He was *Done* Here, and headed for the forest clearing.\n\n｡☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆｡"
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Alphonse with his guitar on his back was walking through the Plaza looking for a good spot to sit and decided found a good outside the bakery. He enters the bakery ordering a few sones and a crossiant before sitting outside enjoy the island breeze. He lets out his team to strech and relax some sat by Alphonse others lied by the fountain while other flew and wandered around not going off too far from Alphonse. He takes out his guitar and strums a few peaeful notes nothing too loud as to disturb the peace if only it added to it."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Cynthia had arrived on the island only earlier that day but decided to stop in town before making her way to the mansion in order to make sure she wouldn't have to get anything later in the evening. One of her stops happened to be the bakery in Sigville. She wanted to grab a gift for a friend she had just learned made it to the island before her. After buying said gift, she exited the bakery and stopped as she listened to a man play a guitar. An instrumentalist herself, she appreciated seeing others play music. \"That sounds lovely.\" She finally spoke, taking a closer look at the guitar."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Alphonse looked up and saw the blonde woman infront of him, he was to focoused on what he was playing to notice her, which he has a bad habit of doing, a tunnel vision of sorts, he's not sure how else to describe it. \"Thanks, that means a lot\" He replies, he takes any compliment to heart and even some criticism. He gives her his usual charming smile. The guitar was a rich redish brown color that looks old and a bit worn from years of use but somehow it added to the look of it from the neck of the guitar and its frets to the body."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Cynthia gave a small smile back. \"You play often, I take it?\" She asked. She could tell it was an old guitar, though she had never learned how to play. Her musical skills were with a piano, which she had learned from a young age."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al looks down at the guitar seeing how much its been worn down. He looks back at her with a light cuckle and nods. \"Yeah I've had this for years and I've played for as long as I can remember.\" A responds remembering the memoreis of him playing the guitar and piano as lessons that his father wanted him to take."
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"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Cynthia leaned back and rested against the edge of the table behind her. \"I never learned, but the guitar was something I wanted to play. I did learn the piano, though.\" She looked out to the plaza, watching other people go about their business. She somewhat hoped the family that invited her here had a piano, so she could play."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Alphonse motions for her to sit next to sit on the chair next time. \"You can sit here if you want\" He gives a friendly smile. \"I know the piano as well, my dad wanted me to only play piano but my mother peaked my interest in it so she ended up teaching it to me on the side.\" He smiles at the happy memory if him playing the guitar with his mother her teaching him the chords and notes. \"You know the family does have a piano inside the mansion if you're ever interested in playing it sometime\""
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Cynthia took Alphonse up on his offer to sit, setting down the bag containing the gift she had bought on the table. She listened to him speak, but then he mentioned what she had just been thinking. \"They do? Perfect. I was hoping they'd have one.\" She then glanced at Alphonse. \"I take it that means you're one of their guests as well?\" She wasn't wholly surprised that she happened upon one of the other guests. Cynthia knew the guest list wasn't small."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Alphonse nods at her answer. \"Yes I\"M one of the Eliete four at my current Reigion\" He rubs the back of his neck revealing a bit of metal on his arm. \"I'm Alphonse, by the way nice to meet you\" His left hand reaches out for a greeting."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "\"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Alphonse. I'm Cynthia, former champion of the Sinnoh Region.\" Cynthia smiled and took Alphone's hand for a handshake. She saw the bit of metal on Alphonse's arm, but decided it would be best to ask later, if she got a chance. \"I wasn't sure if I would even come on this vacation, but I figured I could see some friends of mine. And nothing is stopping me from doing some work here if I need to.\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "As she shakes her hand she would know that his hand is metal as well just from the pure feel and hardness of it as it didn't feel like a normal hand should. \"Well we all need som sort of vacation, you shouldn't be so focoused on doing work so often, Carpe Diem, or sieze the day as they say and you can't do that by working all the time\" He replies."
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"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Cynthia couldn't help but look down at Alphonse's hand as they shook. She quickly assumed that it must be a high-tech prosthetic of some sort. She glanced back up at Al's face. \"I suppose that's a good point... I will try to enjoy myself. Though, a good friend and research partner was invited, so work is probably going to happen regardless.\" She chuckled."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Alphonse sees her look at his hand and ends up chuckling lightly he takes off his jacket and shows her his fully robotic protesting just to put rest and questions. \"I have a robotic arm\" He says as it's silver and metal and it shined lightly in the sun. \" And I guess if your reasearch partner is here I guess it can't be helped\" Al admits with a nod."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Cynthia observed the metal arm, visibly impressed by it. \"I've never seen a prosthetic quite like that before... Technology is really improving faster than I can keep up with, it seems like.\" She smiled. \"Also, yes, he's already arrived. I thought I'd make it here before him. Maybe you seen him, his name is Zephraxe.\" Cynthia said. She doubted Alphonse would have met him, though, since Zephraxe isn't exactly sociable."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Alphonse smiles widely showing off his natural charming smile. \"Aww thanks I worked real hard on though I did need some help with programing it and installing it.\" His royal blue stared into her grey eyes. \"Oh I don't think I've met them yet\" He rubs the back of his neck a bit and due to the lack of a jacket his physique is show a bit and the shirt certainly isn't helping."
},
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"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "\"Oh, so you're the engineer behind this. Impressive work.\" Cynthia leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs. She did her best to not be distracted by the man's body or let her own eyes linger in his for too long. He was clearly flirting with her, but she wasn't about to let him know whether or not she was into him. \"Ah, I'm sure you'll see him sooner or later. I'll be the one telling him he needs to relax and take a break from work this time.\" She smiled."
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"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Alphonse rubs the back of his neck. \"Oh it's really not that big of deal\" He says \"I'm sure you've done more impressive things in your life.\" He continues trying to down play his accoplishment. \"Hmmm from the sound of it I would have thought you would be the one being told to stop working\" He jested in a friendly matter."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "\"Nothing too impressive, at least not without the help of my Pokémon,\" Cynthia said, not wanting to dismiss what she has accomplished while not leaving her team out of the picture. She did feel she made it as far as she has because of her Pokémon. \"Not when Zephraxe is around, no.\" She smiled and laughed softly. \"The amount of work he and that Latios put into their research makes me tired just thinking about it.\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Alphonse nodded in agreement with her statement \"Yeah I get what you mean, sometimes I feel like I wouldn't be anyone if it werent for my pokemon, they've all done so much for me\" He smiles as he watches a few of his pokemon interact with a few strangers happily well except for Danny, his Dragonite who seemily was actively avoiding everyone wantint to fly around than anything else and avoiding other pokemon that came her way. \"I'm very appricative for what they've done.\" The two closet to him were Fafnir a Salamence and Dez his Garchomp which were both behind him with Fafnir watching the others fondly while Dez was a sleep relaxing and unwinding. \"Well then he must work hard which his admirable\" He replies to the mention of Zepher. \"Which isn't a bad thing a good work ethic can make even a Magikarp turn into a Gyrados.\""
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{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "\"He and his team are as fierce as one in battle.\" Cynthia said, referencing Alphonse's last remark. She spoke as she observed Al's team, taking note that he was definitely a Dragon-type specialist. She would have to introduce her own Garchomp to Al's at some point. \"I'm sure he'll want to battle while here, so you'll get to see him in action.\" She then gestured to Al's team. \"Which one of them was your first partner?\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "\"Well then I can't wait to meet him\" Al says with an excited tone as he hears of this Saverask. Al looks back at Fafnir and Fafnir looks back and they both give each other a smile and nod. \"Well my Salamence here, Fafnir has been my partner since I was a child. He's honeslty one of my best friends.\" He says with a chuckle."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "\"Fafnir.\" Cynthia smiled and repeated as she stood and up and walked over to the Salamence. \"You're a powerful one, aren't you?\" She asked, holding a hand out to the large dragon. \"Does dragon training run in your family, Alphonse, or did you decide on it on your own?\" She glanced at Al."
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "\"W-wait he-\" Alphonse stands up quickly trying to stop her as from past experiences even with other experienced Dragon Trainers Fafnir has always been hightly defnsive and warry but Fafnir simply growled briefly before sniffing her hand and gently placing his head on her hand, accepting her gesture. This dumbfounds Alphonse \"Huh... Nevermind\" He scratches the back of his neck a still shocked. He walks over to Fafnir standing beside Cynthia. \"It was my own path that I carved, my father did have a Haxorous which I played with growning up so I guess that influenced me greatly.\""
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Cynthia smiled brightly and gently rubbed the Salamence's head. She knew well how to approach dragon Pokémon. \"That might have done it. And I know you've done well training them all. Not everyone can let their dragons relax like this with so many others around.\" She smiled at Alphonse. \"Dragon trainers like yourself are some of the best trainers around because of how difficult they are to train. It takes skill and a lot of empathy to work with them. I had to learn that the hard way with my first partner, who was just a Gible when I met her.\" She looked back up at Fafnir as she thought back on her times early on in her career as a trainer."
}
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{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Al chuckles as Fafnir as he gently places his hand on top of hers gently moving it to right under Fafnir's Jaw, his had a few calouses but oddly enough his hand was stil quite soft. \"This is favorite spot\" And as soon as he finishes guiding her he takes his hand off. \"Yeah I think you might be right.\" He smiles charmingly. \" Though, I'm sure every type has its own problems to deal with\" He mentions try to stay humble though he is quite flattered. He looks at Fafnir remembering his younger days."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "Cynthia glanced at Alphonse has he moved her hand. She didn't say anything about it and simply continued to give the Salamence affection. \"That is true, other types come along with other challenges. Having a team with a lot of variety can be challenging since you sometimes have to meet very different needs for each of your Pokémon.\" She explained. \"It's a struggle I'm familiar with.\""
},
{
"author": "apieceofshit6871",
"message": "Fafnir grumbles enjoying the affection the woman was giving her.\"Well I guess that's what makes you strong... Everyone has struggles they need to overcome, and getting passed those struggles shows true strength.\" He comments contining to look at her with a slight smile."
},
{
"author": "Cynthia",
"message": "\"It's what makes us grow and become better people.\" Cynthia glanced back at Alphonse and gave a small smile back. She gently withdrew her hand from Fafnir and turned to Alphonse. After a moment of quiet between them, Cynthia spoke. \"I've enjoyed talking to you, Alphonse. I do have other things I must get to, though.\" She grabbed the gift she left on the table."
}
] | 85 | 347 |
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{
"author": "interstellar5555",
"message": "`scene continued from `"
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "\"Food always does keep one bright and happy don't ya think?\" He said as he pushed open the door towards the bakery, So far the place seemed so lovely there just wasn't a single reason why he shouldn't smile!"
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"Yepyep!\"\nThe Munna had already floated over to the counter and put it's nubnub-hands-things on it, it's squeaking stopping as it's trainer came closer to them.\n\"Calm down Musha, you'll get too exicted and pass out again!\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "Young people were always such a delight to be around! Not that Emmet was old or anything he just felt that he was more obliged to acting childish and- okay okay maybe that is all a lie. It didn't matter who he was with he'd always carry that bubbly childish air around him it seemed to come naturally with everything he did.\nEven though he had been stuck on that plane for 41 hours straight with sleepless nights irked up by anxiety ridden thoughts of the fact that he wasn't going to arrive at the same time with his dear older brother. It's not that he needed him to survive or anything but maybe it was simply the sudden thought that something could go wrong that rattled him to his very core. Whatever feeling of worry he had during the ride had *Almost* Completely cleared out by his usual carefree trance. \n\nIt indeed was at the back of his mind circulating to the front for a second, Those kinds of thought processes were normal for him to have although it wasn't too hard for him to have a 'reality check' and remember that everything was going to be A-okay and even if it things didn't go how he anticipated that would be okay too because that's just how life is. Even if that was a disappointing thought who knows, maybe he'd actually end up being pleased with whatever course of action life had in store. \n\nEmmet chuckled softly at the sight of the hungry Munna. \"Hey Musha, What would you like to eat?\" He asked the little pink blob picking up one of the menus splayed on the counter before giving the women behind the counter a shining smile."
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "The flower-patterned Pokémon looked at the menu and tilted it's head, thinking hard before it placed its nub that served as a hand on a simple orange poképuff, one of the more cheaper items on there but it didn't seem to notice that.\n\"Oh, ya want that one?\"\nThe trainer asked as it's cheery Pokémon nodded, squeaking at he giggled and pet it gently.\n\"I'll pay for Musha's food, Mr!\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "Emmet passed his galavantula a menu of its own before getting hinted that it wanted a yellow pokepuff. He gave the big bug an all knowing nod before turning to Black. \"Dearie me didn't I say that this was going to be my treat for you? Don't bother yourself with money and all that jazz i'll take care of it!\" If black was going to say else wise emmet would most likely go off into a debate as to why *He* Should pay."
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"But they're my Pokémon-\"\nHe started to protest but his Munna slapped it's nug hand over his mouth to shush him. It didn't want to be in some kind of debate, it just wanted to eat. Giving a slow nod, he moved away from his Pokémon and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.\n\"Alright Mr.\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "\"Yay! Now that that is out of the way what would you like to eat Black? Surely you must be hungry too no?\" He asked with a courteous smile, it made him happy to make others happy. The big yellow spider finally crawled off of Emmets back taking a well deserved seat next to its trainers legs earning a soft scratch on its head. \"I personally am going to get some hot chocolate\""
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "Black shook his head a little as his Munna rested on his head, exictedly waiting for the treat it was going to get.\n\"No thanks, I'm alright. I still feel a bit plane sick..\"\nHe mumbled the last part to himself, not wanting Emmet to know that he felt ill on the plane. After all, no soon to be champion can get travel sick! At least that's what he thinks anyway-"
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "Emmet sighed slightly before crossing his arms \"You better not be acting shy or anything! Are you sure you don't want anything? Not even a drink?\" He asked with a slight pout, poking Blacks sides in a childish manner as if that would get him to say yes"
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"Hey! I'm not shy!\"\nBlack gave a squeak when his side was poked, jolting and shaking his head as his Munna gently pat his face to help him calm dowm. The boy took a step away from Emmet, even with him being a danger child half the time Emmet was just on a whole new plain of energy.\n\"I just don't wanna eat or drink anything right now, ok?\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "\"Haha alright alright.\" Emmet said with a nod before turning to the lady behind the counter and ordering the pokepuffs and the single hot choclate. \"Lets take a seat while we wait!\" He announced linking arms with Black and made the practical attempt of dragging him across the room"
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"WHa- Hey!\"\nHe tried to get out of Emmet's grip but failed, just having to let himself be dragged as his Munna followed after him, snickering at it's awkward trainer.\n\"Yeah you laugh it up, Musha..\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "He chuckled slightly seating him down at the table in the corner before taking a seat on the other side. \"I don't think i've asked this yet but how have you been doing black?\" He asked with an excited spark in his eye as he bounced his leg up and down at a quick pace"
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "Black awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck as tried to look away from the hyperactive person, looking down as his Munna floated onto his lap and he pet it.\n\"Oh.. Y'know... Training, battling, doing stuff like that... You?\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "\"Man that sounds like the life, Battles are so much fun aren't they?\" He rhetorically mused with a thoughtful grin. \"Any closer to defeating the league Black?\" From what Emmet was aware black was a trainer, *Well duh who isn't?*, and if that was the case then he'd surely be participating in all that league jazz"
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"Mhm! It's all I can think about!\"\nBlack giggled to himself, his Munna nodding in agreement as it often fed off the endless dreams the boy had. He then god a little awkward and pet his psychic type to give his hands something to do, which then at least he wasn't bored.\n\"Well, some of people are here so why callenge only the Unovan league when you can challenge master trainers from EVERY reigon?\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "That kind of goal was that of an entrepneur, Emmet would know that very well. It was so ambitious and people like that would surely reach high in their life. It made him glad that he got to met him. \"I like the way you think... It's so very grand! If you're going to challenge someone oh please do give me a call i'd so love to spectate your battles, I'll be sure to cheer you on!\""
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"Mhm! I sure will!\"\nHe smiled to them as his Dreameater Pokémon floated onto his head and nestled into it, smiling and patting their trainer's head.\n\"Wanna... Have a battle right now? Well, not like **RIGHT** Right now but sort of extra super very soon?\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "\"AhH yay! That make me so happy i'm simply honoured\"\n\nThe lady soon came by and gave the pokemon their food and Emmet the hot chocolate he had asked for. At the mention of having a battle he let out an excited gasp \"Oh you'd like to do that? AhH i'd love to! I haven't battle in so long and although i do prefer -well-double battles i'd really like that\""
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"Of course! I wanna see how good you've gotten!\"\nBlack chirped with a competitive grin, his Munna patting his head and nodding at their trainer's enthusiasm as it got the orange poképuff and started eating it joyfully.\n\"Double battles are pretty good too!\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "The spider ate it's food in a orderly fashion as his trainer quickly drank his hot choclate burning his tongue in the process. \"Awe shucks you're going to make me blush! Now I really gotta bring my act together i would hate to disappoint.\" He exclaimed with a small giggle"
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"You won't dissapoint anyone! You're super good at... Well... Alot of things!\"\nBlack said in almost a defensive manner. He didn't like it when people he genuinely cared about looked down on themselves, it made him feel like he wasn't doing a good job as a friend."
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "He traced the rim of his cup with a gloved hand before averting his gaze for a moment. \"Ahh but so are you!\" Emmet said with a nod before adding \"I'm not going to go easy on ya just cos we're friends. I'm going to give my all and I hope that you do the same.\""
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"Oh you BET! I'd never hold back against anyone and I'm not gonna start now!\"\nHe started shuffling about in his seat, trying to disperse some of his energy which annoyed the Munna a little and it floated up and latched onto his head, just staying there until it's trainer stopped moving.\n\"Soo... When and where?\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "\"Haha thats the way I like it.\" Emmet said taking his off, semi-saluting Black before plopping it back on. \"Oo I'm sure they should have a field somewhere! Or maybe at a park... Some place open for sure\" Normal people would have probably wanted to take a well deserved rest after being on such a long flight, Perhaps a bit jet lagged too but it was apparent that enthusiasm could engulf he in a matter of seconds eating away his tired state"
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "The brunette tilted their head a little but saluted back, smiling as his Munna did the same.\n\"Sure! I hope Bo doesn't set something on fire though..\"\nHe mumbled, shaking his head a little as he snickered when he thought about some funny things that had previously happened.\n\"I'm actually glad Cheren and Bianca aren't here, I may or may not have previously set Cheren on fire-\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "\"What do you mean by set something on fire?\" He asked his question being answered. \"Pff no way! How'd you manage that?! I certainly must know\" He said with a bust of energy. Emmet had already come to the conclusion that it had probably started from a pokemon battle"
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "Black giggled to himself upon thinking about his little mishap, his Munna shaking it's head and papping at it's trainer's face.\n\"Well, when Bo was just a Tepig I'd actually set some of his books on fire, he picked Bo up and started ratting me out and then Bo got angry and- well- fire.\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "Emmet couldn't help but smile at the Musharna, It seemed that both of their pokemon were looking out for their trainers back. \"Ohoh fire pokemon always are quite lively aren't they? Ahah that sounds like a fun memory\" He said with a snicker \"If i ever did something like that to Ingo i'm sure i'd never see the light of day again\""
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "\"Don't worry, I'm sure he wouldn't hurt you, you're his brother!\"\nBlack was still laughing about the incident whilst his Munna kept squeaking at him and hitting his head, being all like 'No, it was NOT funny, you almost died because you thought it was a good idea to fan out the flames with paper'.\n\"Sooo... Can we battle now? Can we? Can we?\""
},
{
"author": "Emmet",
"message": "\"Oh i'm not so sure about that.\" Emmet said looking down at his now empty cup. Oh there has been many incidents he had thought that he would never see the light of day again. He couldn't help but laugh \"Hey munna you keep on looking after your trainer for me alright?\" He said in a kind tone. \n\"Alright alright! Let's head outside I would hate to mess up this lovely cafe\""
},
{
"author": "loud child Black",
"message": "The Munna gave a sigh and nodded to Emmet's request. Despite sometimes being annoyed at it's trainer's idiocy, it truely did care about them as much as Black cared about it\n\"Mhm! You can choose where to go since I have no idea- eheh..\"\nBlack then got up and went outside the café with his Pokémon in tow, waiting outside for the man to lead them to where they could battle as he practically vibrated with pent up energy."
}
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{
"author": "cataclysmic_nuggett",
"message": "``Scene continues from (sorry if I did this wrong)``"
},
{
"author": "dzsft vsi C/aliem",
"message": "The blueish-grey eyed boy looked around curiously as they went closer to the bakery, he had to reluctantly return his Chesnaught as it would be much too big for the bakery. Smiling to himself, he still held onto the blonde man's hand, he just found it comforting to do so."
},
{
"author": "Siebold",
"message": "Siebold gave the young boy a soft squeeze in a reassuring manner as he called his pokemon back in its ball doing the same with his clawitzer. The duo were instantly greeted by a worker and were sat down by table number three. \"Someone will come by to your table to help your order soon!\" Was what she had said. \"Say, What's your favourite kind of place to go to Calem?\""
},
{
"author": "dzsft vsi C/aliem",
"message": "Calem sat next to them, leaning against them slightly as he looked down. He wasn't sure if anyone would recognise Siebold and then ask questions about him being there with him, but he hoped not, it'd make him panic quite a bit. Looking up at the man, he thought for a moment before answering.\n\"Uhm... U..Usually... Quiet spaces..\""
},
{
"author": "Siebold",
"message": "Questions from people certainly did make him die inside but he always seemed so natural when it came to answering them. Siebold pulled out sunglasses from his bag and put them on as if that would help him blend into the background. \"Mmm that seems ideal for a person like you, Do libraries appeal to you?\""
},
{
"author": "dzsft vsi C/aliem",
"message": "\"Li... Brary?..\",\nHe glanced around the room for a moment, mumbling quietly to himself about probably a whole matter of things. He seemed to have a lot of habits, some more noticable than others, maybe they were all just ways to cope with his worries that plauged him pretty much all the time.\n\"Th... That sounds nice, I... I like reading..\""
},
{
"author": "Siebold",
"message": "He took mental note of that. Maybe when the two head back home they could go to a small library? It seemed like a nice change of pace. \"Oh really? What kinid of books do you like to read mon cher?\" He quizzed brushing off his quite murmurs. He hoped that he wasn't being rude by asking so much"
},
{
"author": "dzsft vsi C/aliem",
"message": "He tilted his head a little, not sure on how to respond. He wanted fo say something that Siebold would like, but then again in all honesty he had no idea what he himself even liked,he just kind of... Went with anything.\n\"Uhm... I..I don't really have a preference... I..I know you like ocean things so... Uhm...\""
},
{
"author": "Siebold",
"message": "Such simplicity, The dear child should learn to find his own preferences in life, But then again that isn't such a terrible thing either. \"Mm the ocean is quite a soothing place, Just being able to breathe in fresh sea water makes me feel refreshed.\" He mused with a distant smile, It was no secret that he adored places as such however it was so very rare for him to be able to go ahead and enjoy the precious beach waves."
},
{
"author": "dzsft vsi C/aliem",
"message": "\"I... I wish I had a water type like you did... Th.. They're so pretty y... Yet really cool at the same time..\"\nThe noirette boy mumbked under his breath, sighing a little as he looked away. Catching another Pokémon meant he would have to switch a member of his team out, and they had became so close together that just the thought of being away frim their pokéball made him shudder.\n\"S... Sorry... Y..You probably have important things to do a... And I could be wasting your time a... And... H..Hhh..\""
},
{
"author": "Siebold",
"message": "Siebold chuckled softly. \"Calem my dear sometimes we forget that all Pokémon hold their own levels of beauty and grace, Believe it or not sometimes I wish that I had some kind of fire pokemon but at the end of the day i'm more then happy with my trainer team.\" He said with a nod. \"Have you started to train a specific type of pokemon by any chance?\" He asked before gasping at the last thing Calem had said. \"Mon dieu! Don't say that you are a wonderful person and I adore spending my time with you\""
},
{
"author": "dzsft vsi C/aliem",
"message": "\"O... Oh... Did I s... Say that out loud? M... My apologies..\"\nHe looked away for a moment, those worries that always seemed to just linger in his mind coming back to him as he sighed a little. He hoped Siebold wasn't just pitying him, that was maybe one of his worse fears, someone only being nice to him because they felt sorry for him.\n\"N... Not really.. They're all different... B..But I do like normal types I guess...\""
},
{
"author": "Siebold",
"message": "Siebold commonly held poise of anxiety ridden thoughts as such. Perhaps he'd be fine for the moment yet the next it'd feel like breathing was too difficult off a task to do. \"Monsieur don't be sorry, I understand where you must be coming from... Normal types are ever so adorable they are quite something aren't they?\""
},
{
"author": "dzsft vsi C/aliem",
"message": "\"Mhm... M..My first Pokémon was a normal type s... So I like them quite a bit..\"\nThe boy then looked back up at Siebold, smiling softly as he nodded. He tapped his hands together in a happy sort of way, probably not even noticing he was doing so.\n\"B... But now you have my comfort blanket s... So if you do feel all worried and upset th... Then you can use it!\""
},
{
"author": "Siebold",
"message": "Siebold was glad that he had managed to make the other boy feel at ease, He'd hate it more then anything to think that he had made him uncomfortable or left him feeling upset. \"Calem you really are such a lovely boy.\" He said with a definite nod before the waitress came by to the table giving the two a shining smile.\n\n\"What would you two like to order?\" She asked with"
},
{
"author": "dzsft vsi C/aliem",
"message": "The small boy still smiled softly, getting a little flustered at the compliment as he wasn't really used to them and this many.\n\"Ah... M..Merci, I... I do try to make others f... Feel better..\"\nHe then looked up at the waitress, glancing down as he hadn't really thought of anything yet. That did make him feel a bit worried that he was wasting their time, but he didn't mention anything."
}
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{
"author": "Tate",
"message": "Tate felt hungry so he want to the bakery. \"Mmmm, all the food looks so good. He had 10 pokecoins to spend, and he had to use it wisely."
},
{
"author": "Cord",
"message": "Cord could be seen putting many types of breads and cakes in the gap of his Cofagrigus, not really concerned about his wallet. He was about to the cashier to pay for all the stuff, until a wrapped pretzel fell out."
},
{
"author": "Tate",
"message": "Tate saw Cord and the polite kid he was he said \"Hi.\" He thought Cord was a worker, and asked if he could buy a bread, \"Escuse me mister, how much does french bread cost I wanna buy some.\""
},
{
"author": "Cord",
"message": "\"Hm?\", he looked down at Tate, then at the tags of the bread,\"Oh, it costs 5 pokecoins, kid.\", he continues to stare for a bit, getting a bit confused,\"Uh, are you a gym leader or an ace trainer?\""
},
{
"author": "Tate",
"message": "\"Thank you mister, oh I'm a gym leader.\" He replied with a smile before repliying \"What about you mister are a trainer or gym leader.\" Tate wondered. \"You seem very nice mister. I'm Tate and you are.\" Tate asked with a wide smile"
},
{
"author": "Cord",
"message": "Cord would blink, suprised,\"Oh, I see. Me? I'm Cord, champ of another region\", he would smile back at Tate, though not coldly like he usually does, \"Its nice to meet you\""
},
{
"author": "Tate",
"message": "\"Wooow your a champion!? My sister Liza and I had wanted to be champions but we were not good for that so we are only gym leaders.\" Tate said, \"Maybe one day I could fight you and see who is better but, your probably better your the champion!!\" He said right before giving Cord a hug \"It's nice to meet you Cord.\""
},
{
"author": "Cord",
"message": "He would be suprised at the hug, patting Tate on the back and chuckling, \"Aw, don't put yourself and your sister down like that. I'm sure there's a lot of potential that you guys can do\", he would fish for a fat wallet in the void that was his Cofagrigus' insides, \"I got steamrolled lotsa by a guy named Bill, but cheesing people can lead to lotsa good things\""
},
{
"author": "Tate",
"message": "\"Thank you for that I wont put my sister and I down like that anymore.\" He said swiftley \"Oooh Bill he sounds like a good person. I wonder how he will act.\" He gave Cord another hug."
},
{
"author": "Cord",
"message": "Cord would laugh,\"That's the spirit\", ignoring his pokemon's jeering look at the mention of Bill, he starts to talk about his rival a bit more,\"Oh Bill? He's... Something, he probably won't be suprised that I would describe him as skilled but incredibly disrespectful in what he does\",he hugs back for a change."
},
{
"author": "Tate",
"message": "\"Haha, oooh Bill sounds interesting.\" Tate was excited to meet Bill. \"Can you take me to Bill?\" He questioned. Tate felt suprised that Cord hugged back so, Tate did the same"
},
{
"author": "Cord",
"message": "\"Not at this moment, he isn't here yet\", he fished around his pocket and withdrew a crumpled piece of paper that he would unfold, revealing the picture of a guy with an earless fox mask, wearing a black cardigan and having a navy blue cape pinned to the side by a fat emerald,\"This is a picture of him, something happened to his face; so he constantly wears a mask\", he takes another wrapped shortcake and pushes it into the void"
}
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{
"author": "Tate",
"message": "\"Oooh sounds interesting. Thank you now I know how he looks like.\" Tate responded. \"Please let me buy you something for everything you did for me. What would you like?\""
},
{
"author": "Cord",
"message": "\"Wha? Oh nunu its alright really, you seem kinda short in change, what would you like instead?\", he asked"
},
{
"author": "Tate",
"message": "Tate crosses his arms and gasps slightly as if he was offended and says \"Are you doubting me I am a gym, I am quit well equipped to buy you something now what would you like\"?"
},
{
"author": "Cord",
"message": "He chuckles a bit, \"Aw I'm sorry, and I'd like the lemon bars, over here\", he picks up a thick graham bar with pale cream spread generously at the sides."
},
{
"author": "Tate",
"message": "\"It is alright. Ok I'll get you those lemon bars and maybe I will get one to.\" Tate said. Tate paid for the lemon bars and gave Cord his. \"Mmmmmm these are great. I love the taste and the cream delicious!\" He said with joy. \"Do you enjoy yours.\" He questioned"
},
{
"author": "Cord",
"message": "He noms on the bars and nods,\"Of course, these are arguably the best stuff in this bakery. Thanks for getting me one, kek\""
}
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{
"author": "Tate",
"message": "\"Yeah sure we can battle, but you can still come to heonn it is a great place it has beautiful areas and is great for visitors.\" Tate said. \"And anyways you don't even have to fight my gym you can just see me there."
},
{
"author": "Cord",
"message": "\"Sounds great, I'll visit there when I can\", not really true, Cord had some stuff to deal with that would keep him busy for at least a year,\"About the battle, we should probably take it outside; where to?\""
},
{
"author": "Tate",
"message": "\"Oh uhm, outfield stadium?\" Tate questioned. Tate just visited so he didn't really know any other places. \"I'm kind of knew here so maybe it is not a great place. What do you think.\""
},
{
"author": "Cord",
"message": "He nods at his pokemon and recalls it into its ball, laying it on his belt under the cloak,\"Sounds good to me\". He steps out of the door, heading towards Cord turns back at Tate,\"Race ya there!\", and runs."
}
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{
"author": "Jordan Richerdson",
"message": "Jack made his way toward the bakery after a nice jog from the hiking trail with his pokemon Lucario. It alway liked to train daily to focus on its aura, so sometimes Jack would join it for a decent exercise for himself. His blue hair that would go down to his neck was in a simple bun, as he wanted to go with a hairstyle that was fairly simple for him to do. Upon entering the bakery he was still thinking about what kind of treats he could possibly get, still being the indecisive person he was, and noticed a commotion with a Pangoro. He didn't recognize her status as the new gym leader for the fairy type of galar since he personally doesn't look into those types of news. When looking at all of this he gave a simple stair looking at wnat was going on, but not for too long as he continued to wonder what he currently wanted. For right now the only pokemon that was beside Jack was Gengar, as its trickster personality caused it to laugh which of course Jack gently scolded it for. \"Don't be mean to it Gengar. Sometime others just not the friendly type\""
},
{
"author": "Gwendolyn Shaimason",
"message": "Pangoro let out a deep growl as a girl pushed her phone into his face while he was getting up. Gwen stepped between the woman, and spoke politely and respectfully to the woman. \" Ma'am. I must ask that you do not shove things into my Pangoro's face. He is not friendly to strangers, but- \" Without even letting her finish, The woman commented, saying that a pokemon that can not hanfle strangers should not be in a cafe, because it was dangerous. Before Gwen could even say anything , She was again haulted by Pangoro growling, and storming off. Gwen sighed, and as she looked at thw women. Her happy bubbly smile was gone. All that was left was an icy glare as she stared at the woman. \" Ma'am. Pangoro doesn't take kindly to strangers, because he was poached from his family, and forced into battling pokemon by people he doesn't know. In a place that is strange to him. It took him years to warm up to my father who rescued him, and the only reason Pangoro is kind to me and my Pokemon, is because we respect his personal space. \" The woman seemed stunned, and like she felt remorse for the Pokemon as she heard Gwen explain why he acted the way he did. Gwen then went to explain that if the woman had allowed her to finish, She would have known that as long the woman respected his space, and understood when he didn't want to be around her anymore, that Pangoro would have happily taken pictures with her. The woman nodded and apologized, and the serious expression on Gwen's face melted away. She was so calm, collected, and respectful. Even in a situation in which other trainers would been livid. She thanks the woman for understanding, and gathers all of her food before going out to talk to Pangoro, who was leaning against the side of the building, waiting."
},
{
"author": "Jordan Richerdson",
"message": "Jack was listening to all of what was currently happening with the bubbly girl, and her pokemon Pangoro. He would feel extremely bad for the pokemon sad story, and so did the gengar a bit after hearing it, feeling a bit bad for quietly making fun of it. Once Jack decided to order some bags of pokepuffs he would make his way out with gengar noticing the Pangoro leaning against the wall talking to its trainer. His distance from both of them was a bit far just to make sure they had their own space making sure after hearing the backstory, but not too far where they couldn't hear each other. He decided to check on the both of them after the whole commotion that went inside. *\"Are both of you okay? I saw Pangoro space getting his space invaded, so just wanted to make sure you two was alright\"*."
},
{
"author": "Gwendolyn Shaimason",
"message": "Gwen looked over at Jack. Even at a distance, Her dazzling deep sea blue eyes glittered visibly. She smiled warmly, and nodded. \" Yes. Pangoro is fine. He just got a bit anxious and upset. \" Gwen turned her attention to Pangoro, who was now eating a sweet tart as they both walked over to the other trainer. Pangoro didn't seem interested in the trainer, but in his Gengar. The large panda Pokemon looked at the ghost Pokemon, and offered him a piece of the sweet tart that he had broken off. Gwen smiled, and giggled softly. \" He may not like people, but other Pokemon always seem to cheer him up. Anyways, thank you for concern. I'm sure Pangoro appreciates it, Mr. . .? \" She paused to allow him to finish her sentence with his name. Alcremie, Slyveon, and Umbreon, all came over without any hesitation. They were always people Pokemon."
},
{
"author": "Jordan Richerdson",
"message": "Jack gave a nice smile to the lady and her pokemon. They were all really nice people, and it sucked they were being bombarded like that. Atleast everything was settled he thought to himself, as he listened to the girl speak giving a nice polite smile to the both of them. \"The name is Jordan Richerdson, but you can just call me Jordan. Also it no problem, as I have pokemon who sometime get anxious. It nice to meet you Ms..\" Gengar would happily take half of the poptart, and would thanks pangoro for it. It would get a pokepuff, and offered to share it being grateful for the poptart. All of Jack other pokemon would come out which were curruently Empoleon, Infernape, Noivern, torterra, and a Manomswine which kept it distant away from the group. It seem to be not a very good people person, and didn't really know how to interact with the others."
},
{
"author": "Gwendolyn Shaimason",
"message": "\"Jordan. I like that name. Mine's Gwendolyn Shaimason, but my friends call me Gwen.\" Gwen smiled brightly at Jordan before her gaze shifted to the Mamoswine, who was keeping it's distance. She walked around Jordan before going to the large Pokemon. She kept her distance, but was close enough to be heard. \" Hey. What are doing over here by yourself? Don't you wanna go say hello to everyone? No one is going to hurt you. It's ok. \" Pangoro took the pokepuff, and sat down on the ground as he ate with Gengar. Alcremie, and Slyveon shared their food with Torterra, and Noivern. All the while, Umbreon, and Hatterene shared with Empoleon, and Infernape. Morgrem, Gwen's only fairy/dark type pokemon, walked over to Gwen and Mamoswine with some of his food. He held Gwen's hand, and offered the food to Mamoswine. Gwen smiled. \" See. They just want to be your friend. \" The Morgrem that held Gwen's hand was shiny, and much smaller than any normal Morgrem. It had scars and bandages on it's body from past events, but he didn't seem to mind it."
},
{
"author": "Jordan Richerdson",
"message": "\"That is also a nice name Gwen.\"*. Jordan would watch as she made her way to Manomswine not to worry she would fail since she seemed to know what she was doing. Manomswine would look toward her direction being a bit cautious of her, but would loosen up a bit. When the Pangoro had held Gwen hand with a yummy looking treat the Manomswine would come over, and take the treat very politely. It would thank the both of them, and would head over to the group to also share its food with Pangoro. All of Jack's other pokemon would also share their food with everyone, as they all enjoyed this mini lunch. *\"Wow you're really great with pokemon. Manomswine usually takes a while to like people since it doesn't trust them sometimes because of it getting kidnapped when it was swinub, but it trusts you alot.\"*"
},
{
"author": "Gwendolyn Shaimason",
"message": "Gwen smiles as her Morgrem followed Mamoswine, happily sitting, and sharing its food with them. Gwen walked back over to Jordan, and smiled. \" Mamoswine are often tough, and strong willed Pokemon, but aside from specializing in fairy types. I also specialize in rescue and rehabilitation of injured, neglected or abandoned pokemon. My entire team is made up of Pokemon I have rescued over the years. All except my Alcremie. I guess, You could say, I have a way with Pokemon that no one else does.\" Gwen looked at all her pokemon before he eyes fell on her Morgrem. \" You know. My Morgrem is a runt. When he hatched from his egg, His trainer saw that he was very small, and assumed he wouldn't survive. They weren't willing to put in the time or care to raise him to be strong so they abandoned him. He's partially blind, and hurts himself sometimes because he gets scared and confused. That's why he has all those bandages on.\" Pangoro got up from his seat on the ground as he gestured for Gengar to follow him. He walked over to Alcremie who was sitting with Empoleon eating small berry cakes. Pangoro sat down with them, and seemed to be trading cakes for sweet tarts."
},
{
"author": "Jordan Richerdson",
"message": "Jordan would nod listening to Gwen's story and was very impressed with her accomplishment. It was very impressive to see someone rescue so many pokemon. *\"Wow. I understand why it was so upset earlier when it couldn't get its space. It sucks that people can't understand the pokemon are just like humans, and have feelings with their own problems just like us. I rescued some of my pokemon as well. Gengar has a very prankster personality, but that only because people like to do very mean pranks on it. When I first met it only did pranks because it just wanted to fit in\"* Jack Empoleon would be enjoying all this time everyone, as Gengar would happily follow Pangoro. All of Jack pokemon would be happy to share their food, and especially noivern as it was a big extrovert."
},
{
"author": "Gwendolyn Shaimason",
"message": "Gwen sighed softly as she smiled at Jordan. \" Morgrem has always been a fragile Pokemon. All of my Pokemon have been. Its honestly heartbreaking to know people can be so cruel to creatures that show them love and affection\" Gwen looked over all the pokemon as they smiled, and laughed and enjoyed each other's company. Gwen sighed again. \" But thats why I travel. I travel to help pokemon and people to learn about each other. To teach people how to help pokemon, and pokemon how to help people. It's been my life's work even as a gym leader.\" Pangoro looked over Gwen as she smiled at him. He smiled back, and then went back to trading cakes for tarts and pokepuff for little cupcakes, splitting all of them with gengar. It was a wonderful shit to even those passing them all by. Pokemon of all different types, and backgrounds sitting together without bickering or fighting over the treats they shared."
},
{
"author": "Jordan Richerdson",
"message": "Jordan would smile back toward Gwen agreeing with everything she say. It was very beautifuel to see pokemon with all kind of different personality, and watch them all eat together with no bickering at all. He was amazed at Gwen job as a gym leader, and saving pokemon at the same time as well. \"You have an amazing job, and it so great that you're helping pokemon all around the world. Hey do you mind me asking you what region are you from. I'm actually an ace trainer, and planning to battle gym leader while also exploring the whole world someday.\"Manomswine would also give a small smile to Jordan with Gengar also happily sharing it treats"
},
{
"author": "Gwendolyn Shaimason",
"message": "\" Oh. I'm from Galar. I run the fairy type gym there, Ballonlea. I hope to see one day. Maybe we can travel together. I'm sure Morgrem, and Pangoro would love to see Mamoswine, and Gengar as well. All of my pokemon seem to be very fond of your Pokemon.\" As she pointed this out, She looked over, and started laughing softly. Sylveon was rubbing up as against Noivern, seeming to already have grown very attatched to him. Umbreon was sitting next to Infernape, seemingly enjoying the heat the othe Pokemon put off. All of Gwen's pokemon had made fast friends with Jordan's. Even Pangoro seemed to be attached to Gengar as he playfully put his arm around the ghost as he brought him to another pair, and start trading the cakes and cupcakes for small tea tea sandwiches that Hatterene, and Empoleon were sharing."
},
{
"author": "Jordan Richerdson",
"message": "*\"Yea traveling together would be cool, and I'm sure my pokemon would like to spend some more time together. I can even show you some of my other pokemon like lucario, lycanroc, and Naganadel.\"* Jack said really liking the idea, and also laughing a bit. Noiveren was enjoying the sylveon, as it was a very happy pokemon all the time. Infernape was also happy with umbreon enjoying it heat, and Gengar was also extremely happy following Pangoro around as they both went to another pair to shair their food."
}
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