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1 yr ago
Current To those I RP with, I haven't dropped off of the face of the earth, just had a mental health crash but am recovering. Now to catch up on posting.
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1 yr ago
The worst thing about mental illness is you have to look after yourself a disgusting amount. I know it's the only way to actually be in a fit state to look out for others, but it still feels wrong.
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1 yr ago
Emeth: Then I'll be that friend who's the opposite kind of annoying, whispering "Do it, you know you want to..."
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1 yr ago
Judging by the Internet's definitions of introversion and extraversion, you'd think everyone's either an extreme hermit or a party animal with no in between.
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1 yr ago
Krystal: All part and parcel of the job.
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Bio

A frazzled British thirtysomething cat mum with something of a tea addiction.

I like a wide range of RP genres, but have two absolute favourites: Pokemon and magical girls. (If someone manages to combine the two, I'll be VERY happy!) I post fairly regularly, but sometimes shit mental health days crop up - if that causes any delays, I'll try to resume posting ASAP.

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@TheNoCoKid Is this CS style ok?


Thinking it'd be kind of hilarious to have an illusionist who's terrible at lying. Especially if she manages to fool a fae who doesn't understand the concept of outright lies xD

Outside Vareena Gym

@OtomostheCrazy @Crimson Flame @Heckno12

As soon as the Whirlipede appeared, Amber froze in place. Between the second grunt's reaction and the look of pure malice in the bug's eyes, she could tell it was no ordinary one.

"Quick, Alma, Fake Out!" she called, taking a step back as the Whirlipede began to spin like a wheel. If the move's stunning effect bought the group enough time, the only thing Amber could think to do was get help, fast. "Kyra, head into the gym and find Saki!" As a dual bug and poison type, the Whirlipede would have a double advantage against grass, but gym leaders knew how to cover weaknesses.

Almandine sprang forward and clapped shockwaves at the rogue Pokemon, yet Kyra, on the other hand, didn't heed her trainer's order. Instead, she ran to the side, her barks furious as she shot forth several orbs that turned into rocks, aiming to distract the Whirlipede. "Kyra, no!" The bottom of Amber's stomach seemed to drop. As much as she admired the Rockruff's protectiveness, it was all too likely none of the group's Pokemon could take on such an opponent.

Gritting her teeth, she grabbed a Pokeball. "Aeshna, hurry, get Saki!" The Yanma appeared in midair, darting inside the building right away in search of the gym leader.



Near Vareena Contest Hall

@fer1323

Sophia gave a drawn-out huff. Classic Oscar, overconfident as ever, yet there was something undeniably admirable about his determination and sense of justice. "Even so, some people have," she replied, "so we can't let our guard down." She thought she saw Solanna give the slightest of winces, but now wasn't the time to press. "Yes we've got to do everything we can. But however much of a know it all you can be, you... You matter to people."

At a sudden cry from Lacey, she stared over at the shrubbery. "What did you find?" The Gothita, eyes glowing blue, used her psychic powers to carefully pull out what looked like a makeshift explosive device.

"We've gotta let the contest staff know!" Sophia made to sprint, but wasn't in any fit state to do so, ending up in a crouch on the ground. She groaned and closed her eyes, everything sounding distant as though she were about to pass out, but she heard the wispy girl's words through the haze.

"I'm on it."

Opening her eyes a fraction, she watched the white-clad form disappear into the contest hall. Ignoring Solanna and the blue-haired girl as they approached to check on her, she crawled towards two unconscious, soot-covered Voltorbs. "And these Voltorbs... We have to get them to a Pokemon centre."

Reposting Ukiko's CS!

Interested, if there's still room!
I'd love to rejoin if it's still open!
@TheNoCoKid @Crimson Flame

Just as Renata was about to reply, an all too familiar hyperactive redhead burst in. She tensed, wincing at Adam's snide comments about Harry's studying. "Nothing wrong with reading..." she muttered, the words coming out a little quieter than she'd intended. Although she'd been pleasantly surprised to find out the academy's reputation was deserved, and bullying didn't happen anywhere near as much as it had at her last school, she couldn't help keeping on guard against this type of behaviour, whether directed at her or others. If only she could give confident, witty responses, like how Ryme replied to detractors, instead of continuing to be that wary and closed-off kid.

As Harry began gathering up his stationery - not that Renata blamed him, with Adam around - she motioned to her Greavard. "Maera, come on, down." This time, Maera obeyed, earning a rub on the back and a twitch of a smile from Renata. "Buena perrita. Sorry about that just now, Maera gets excited around people, and sometimes drains their life force." Realising too late how creepy this must sound to someone unaccustomed to ghost types, she hastily added, "Not enough to do any major or permanent damage. Between that and her high energy, she just might make you a little run-down." She glanced back at Maera, who sniffed around Adam, restraining herself for now.

Something on the table caught her attention. She turned her head, staring at the large map. Four points stood out, details of powerful Pokemon noted under them. With a twinge of envy that Harry had figured out the locations first, Renata drew closer, making the connection right away. "Would those be... the Treasures of Ruin?"
@Crimson Flame @Tangy

As Vyvien handed Sky the device, Zircon tensed. With a jolt of panic, she glanced around for anything that could easily be lurking in the woodland shadows. "Yeah, I wouldn't..." she began, backing up Surge, but it was too late. She backed away, hands pressed to her ears, wincing at the amplified yell that boomed through the forest.

Her eyes, darting this way and that, widened at the sight of a mushroom creature towering over the group. "Uh, your highness...?" Sky clearly hadn't noticed, stating with pride that there were plenty of occasions when a prince needed to make his voice heard, just before crashing into the monster. This wasn't one of those occasions.

Zircon darted forward, but the monster acted with surprising speed, grabbing Sky around the waist and blowing sleep spores into his face. "Leave him alone!" At a loss for what to do, Zircon rose up to Sky's level. This day was proving to be a neverending string of one crisis after another. "He may be careless, but he didn't mean any harm!"

Juniper, meanwhile, kept a level head, using her knowledge of forest creatures to suggest a course of action. Distract the monster, get Sky away, leave it well alone. With a nod in Juniper's direction, Zircon sped round to the other side of the creature and flew above its head. She raised her hands, several large spheres of water condensing from the air and freezing into hailstones, which rained down on the back edge of its giant cap. Not hard enough to harm the creature, but enough to hopefully divert its attention from Sky long enough for someone to rescue him.
@TheNoCoKid

From the back of the Sea Breeze Cafe, Renata gave a wry smile as she eyed the student hunched over books and papers. Harry Kleinberg, fellow history enthusiast. The chatter permeating the air drowned out his murmurs to his Rufflet, but she had a good idea what he may be studying. Ever since day one, he'd been set on uncovering the truth behind a certain legend - the same legend that piqued her interest.

The Treasures of Ruin. Artifacts brought to life by destructive human emotions, becoming Pokemon powerful enough to fell a kingdom. The story claimed they were sealed away in tombs to this day, which could only be unlocked by pulling stakes hidden across the region. History could be difficult to tell from myth, but it was worth looking into. Ms Raifort seemed to deem it more than a mere folktale, and as much as Harry wanted to take the investigation upon himself, it would give her a much-needed goal. That and if she were the one to make such a breakthrough, nobody would make fun of her again.

For now, though, she had a different plan in mind. With Harry engrossed in his work, she couldn't pass up this opportunity. Good thing she'd bought an iced beverage, the warmth of the non-mountainous lands being something she had yet to grow used to. Sipping the strawberry slushie, she gripped the cup until her fingers started to go numb from the cold. "Shhh, don't let him know I'm here," she whispered to Maera, who looked up from her half-eaten sandwich, wispy tail wagging. Renata stood, the corners of her lips twitching as she crept up behind Harry, hand outstretched.

Of course, no sooner had she brushed her chilled fingertips against the back of his neck than a bark cut through the cafeteria sounds. Maera, completely ignoring Renata's words, bounded up to Harry with a series of playful yaps and pawed at his ankle. Withdrawing her hand, Renata sighed. For some reason, the pranks she tried to pull on Harry never quite worked.
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