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4 yrs ago
I have three tattoos on my neck and I hope indeed they keep someone from fighting me... otherwise I'm gonna be in trouble.
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6 yrs ago
There are two ways to truly love someone: Become their best friend and then learn to love them, or love them enough to become their best friend. Either way, you won't be loved back. ;)
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6 yrs ago
I also drink coffee before sleeping. Odd indeed, but it works for me.
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6 yrs ago
Probably Alakazam so I could feel smart at least once in my life.
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6 yrs ago
The status bar is okay, but the "Friends: You have no friends" message is heart breaking.
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𝗘𝗥𝗭𝗔 𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗦𝗢𝗡
@PlatinumSkink


The battle was quick and unfortunately, Princess fell from the sky and Erza hurriedly rushed over to pick up the tiny flying-type the moment he saw she could no longer battle. Then, after returning her to her pokéball, Erza brought out Eevee and together they caused some more damage to the Castform, who had a few tricks up his sleeve apparently. A pokéball was tossed, then, and....

Erza caught Castform!


Phew. It felt as if it had been so long since Erza actually managed to catch a pokémon. The boy patted Vee's head, returned his pokémon to his pokéball and made his way to pick up his newly caught friend: Castform. What a tough little weather bubble, this little one was. Checking its moves on the pokédex was surprising: It had a lot of tricks up it's sleeve and then there was the fact that it could change-

‘HOLD IT!’

The voice startled Erza, who immediately reached for one of his pokéballs - but didn't draw out a pokémon just yet. He looked around curiously, then noticed the girl that leaped from one of the trees, widening his eyes at the huge distance and how quickly she closed the gap between them. Damn, I can't get a moment's respite, can I? Erza thought idly, already starting to worry about the health of his pokémon - especially Princess, who was taken out in the battle against Castform. There was three pokémon with her, Erza promptly used the Pokédex which was already in his hand to identify them.

Looking at how determined she was and the frown on her face, Erza was expecting a pokémon battle - which he would promptly refuse. However, the girl only demanded something that the Castform had stolen... an item she was looking for. That made Erza raise his eyebrows, his eye twitching slightly. Honestly, it was an unbelievable story: That pokémon had literally splashed water on Pidgey for seemingly no reason. It seemed playful.

"Uh, okay... I mean, I can do that! Sure... But how will I know the item really belongs to you? I don't want to make a mistake, you know? And I don't want to keep something that's not mine either-- I don't even know what it is." The boy finally replied, taking Castform's pokéball and holding it close to his own face. "Alright, I got an idea. Describe the item exactly how it is and what it does, if it matches what Castform is holding, I will return it to ya no problem. How that sounds?"
@Ephemeral, @ERode, @13org, @Elevation - I know some of you either asked questions or expressed interest, I was curious as to who was still interested?


Still interested however I've been struggling with an idea I can go through with.
𝗘𝗥𝗭𝗔 𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗦𝗢𝗡
@PlatinumSkink


Erza was feeling that his hardwork was paying off. Well not only his, but his pokemon's as well: Princess was tough as ever and was raising these levels nicely, Hunter followed closely and Erza felt as if his team grew stronger with every battle. He spent all his potions on the flying-type to maximize the training effectiveness, so they wouldn't need to run back to the pokémon center a third time and kept battling until she reached level eleven, surpassing even Vee, his starter. Now, he couldn't overdo it and his pokémon had earned a well deserved rest- it was finally time to heal up, eat something, buy some potions and then seek that shiny Blitzle once again.

...

...

Or not. Just as Erza was about to return his pokémon, a jet of water splashed against the flying type, sending her backwards a little. Princess was quick to frown, glaring angrily at the source, which seemed to think it had done the funniest thing ever. Naturally, the flying-type flapped its wings and moved in direction of the Castform, ready to battle. Hunter, meanwhile, just seemed a little lost, looking over at Erza while waiting to see what his trainer would say or do.

"Uh," Erza began, taking the Growlithe's pokéball in his hand and pointing it towards the fire type, he'd smile gently and then click the pokéball's button. "You've done great, Hunter. Go get some rest." And as the pokémon disappeared, sucked inside the pokéball in a red flash, Erza looked over at the Castform, then at Princess, he readied an empty pokéball with a smirk playing around on his lips. Alright, then.

"Well, seems Princess didn't enjoy that water gun, Castform! But I'm telling you, there will be a lot of time to play when I catch you! Princess, go! Gust!" And with that, a battle starts. pokémon fire red battle theme starts

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Eᖇᘔᗩ TᕼOᗰᑭᔕOᑎ
@PlatinumSkink


Sweat dripped from Erza's forehead. Honestly, it felt as if hours had gone by in the span of a short time training with his Eevee and his Duskull. Both grew to considerate levels and even learned new abilities, which was amazing and would be especially helpful in the future. If I can disable their quick attack... Erza was already setting his mind on searching for that Shiny Blitzle once more, now much prepared. But before he went and did that, he hugged tightly both his Eevee and his Duskull--- wait, was that even possible? Hopefully she wouldn't become intangible or something like that. After thanking them for their effort and apologizing for the earlier failure, Erza returned both of his pokémon to their respective pokéballs and sent out Princess, the pidgey and Hunter, the growlithe - finally coming up with nicknames for his pokémon, something Erza had been delaying to do.

Now, Erza's method of training was quite straight forward: Double battles after double battles. He'd avoid electric types, if possible (it might be unlikely that theres any left as the entire herd fled with the shiny blitzle, but who knows what other pokémon has not been discovered here). It should also be noted that while training, Erza is paying a lot of attention to his surroundings and going in the general direction of where the herd went - he's just making sure he knows their location already, so he can fight them again later on.

With Growlithe, Erza is just hoping the big boy gets to the same general level of his team (9~10). Pidgey will continue training alone, then, and Erza will probably spend his two potions to make that happen. Gotta make sure that Pidgeotto gets closer and closer, as all of Erza's pokémons evolve by stone or other methods, Pidgey is the only viable one to focus training on, at the moment.
Interested. Likely playing an elf.
𝑼𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒊 運命

Interaction | @Odin
Location | Uragiri's Clan Area, specifically: Uragiri koi pond



“Trespassing is illegal, and punishable by death, don't you know?”

A quiet 'tsk' followed after. Not in a disrespectful manner but more the kind that came from someone who held back a chuckle. Unmei knew who was behind her even before she looked, as mistaking Sakana's voice was quite hard on its own- and he was probably the only Uragiri that would openly approach her and even so, she still found it strange that the boy decided to randomly make conversation. She cast a glance back, her left eyebrow arched as she idly ran her eyes over his figure before focusing at his eyes.

Before Unmei said anything, he voiced how he observed her sitting there a few times; even suggesting, possibly jokingly, that she should bear the clan's name. "I'm sure it would make me seem more trustworthy than simply Unmei, hm?" She chimmed, finally replying and breaking the monologue. Her voice was soft and sweet, although quite low. Sakana mentioned the names he saw on the files Unmei had on her lap, which made her subconsciously shuffle them around while peering down at what was written. His comment was ignored, up until he mentioned the boy from the clan Ueda.

"Everyone is a nobody until they do something to change it, hm?" And the Ueda clan wasn't particularly bad- in fact, they did pretty well at least economically speaking. Their situation didn't matter, however, the life of a shinobi was never dictated by status, Unmei didn't voice that openly though, instead choosing to reply to his next comment as she stood up, placing the files under her left arm.

"I'd rather not throw the life of our shinobi into the hands of fate or a sage. I only hope that they find within them the will of pushing through without failing. Take care, Sakana-kun, and if the sage wills it, we will meet again." There was no change in her tone at all, except when she said the last phrase, which was clearly playing around Sakana's own saying. Once he left, Unmei simply sat again and observed the koi, focusing on the prized koi of the Uragiri, the yin-yang koi.

Unnerving boy, this Sakana...
Two Days Later | Early Morning | Interaction: @Odin @Halvtand @Solotros


Unmei was already preparing herself mentally and physically for this endeavor. She was completely inexperienced and, while she wasn't one to let it show, anxiety was taking its toll on the young jonin. She decidedly distracted herself with training, pushing herself further and exerting herself as much as she could do, a trick to keep herself busy. Between teas, eating, training and resting, Unmei decided it was finally time to set up the team's official meeting that would happen in two days from now.

Unfortunately, she didn't have any creative idea of how to approach them other than being very direct, which was probably for the better. They probably didn't want to waste any more time- knowing Kyosuke and Sadako were orphans meant that they were likely anxious to start working with missions and receiving some sort of income. Tadasu at the other hand had a lot to prove on his own. Unmei actually liked her team right away; they were all eager, willing and with a lot of potential. Unknown, invisible names that could become known powerful shinobi from Amegakure.

Knowing their routine, locations and having easy access to them made everything easier. Unmei didn't need to speak with them directly just yet, but the three of them would eventually find a kunai with a piece of paper tied to it being thrown next to them. Not dangerously close at all, but clearly noticeable. Hopefully they'd pick it up and read the message, which was written in hasty handwriting, but still readable:

“Three days from now, assemble with your team. 05:00AM, in front of the Lumine building near the Shibuya street. Do not be late.

Your sensei, Unmei.”


Three days after | Location: Amegakure no Sato, specifically: In the streets, in front of a known industrial building



There wasn't much to observe. A street, with next to no movement because of how early it was. You'd see the occasional worker arriving - or exiting here and there, sometimes a passerby but other than that, nothing extraordinary. Although it was foggy and light rain poured down from the sky, Unmei wore no protection against the weather and carried none against the rain, either. She was standing next to a wall, her back planted against it, hands clasped in front of her. Her eyes occasionally analyzed briefly the surroundings to see if any of the genin had arrived. Once someone did arrive...

It didn't matter which of the three arrived first. Unmei would simply nod and gesture idly with her head. As odd as it was, she was probably going to wait until all three of them had gathered here before saying a word. Hopefully, none of them arrived late, otherwise, that'd earn a slight cold question such as: did I not inform you to get here on time? Nonetheless, now that her team was here, she'd propel herself forward and move her hands behind her, eyeing the three of them over, blatantly analyzing their features. Did they look like promising shinobi? No, but in times like these, rarely any of the new genin did.

"Sakamachi Sadako, Ueda Tadasu and Shoma Kyosuke," At each name, she'd pause and give the mentioned genin a brief look. "I'm sure none of you know me, so... I'm Unmei. Your Jonin or sensei - but of course the three of you knew that, I hope. There is not much to say about myself, I've been a jonin for a short time and in fact, this is my first team- hopefully you weren't expecting a more experienced jonin. Nonetheless... let's hear about you, now, Sadako-chan. Tell me all you want about you, then, answer me: Why do you want to be a shinobi? After you, it's Tadasu's turn and lastly, Kyosuke."
Eᖇᘔᗩ TᕼOᗰᑭᔕOᑎ
@PlatinumSkink


The ball rolled thrice. The center lit red and the Blitzle escaped, together with his herd. Erza returned the fainted Vee to his pokéball and right after, wordlessly returned Extraordinary to her pokéball as well. The return to the pokémon center was somber and quiet, Erza was contemplative, lost deep in thought: If there was one thing that he absolutely loathed, was losing. This however, wasn't a mere loss: It was a total and complete loss to wild pokémon. Not only that, but it felt as if he had thrown a great opportunity at the trash-can.

There was no dialogue with the nurse, either. He handed his pokéballs, except Extraordinary which wasn't harmed, nodded when she asked if he wanted them to be healed and took them back wordlessly as well. From there, he moved to sit on the couch, hands grasped together and elbows resting over his knees. He stared forward, blankly, still fighting his own thoughts.

Could he find the shiny pokémon again, ever? Was that an one in a lifetime opportunity? Maybe he should train his pokémon harder before searching them... Where could he ever find a ground type, anyway?

"YOU KNOW WHAT! The boy suddenly stood up and likely startled the entire Pokémon Center. He burst into a sprint out of the door, throwing a pokéball up as he did so: An Eevee materialized and fell comfortably on his shoulder. "Get ready, Vee, we'll be playing rock'n'roll from now on. NO MORE LOSSES EVER AGAIN.

With that, back to his previous route he goes. He'll not seek that Shiny just yet, but...

"Extraordinary, let's go!" With that, the ghost-type also came into action. Erza decidedly will train his pokémon, as he clearly needs some levels. Eevee and Extraordinary, for now.


𝑼𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒊 運命




The boiling water was bubbling as it was poured down into a cup, a vapor with a rather pleasant smell- at least in Unmei's taste, filling the small room as she swung it gently around. She let it sit for a few minutes, then slowly removed the teabag and placed it over the sink, leaving it there while she moved to sit on a frail, old wooden chair in front of a table in similar state, completely empty of any decoration or object of importance. Honestly, the whole building was kind of depressive - the walls were painted in a boring beige color, probably painted that very color as a reminder of how sad this place was, all furniture seemed as if they were already there back when Pain was still alive and there was a severe lack of decoration. Happiness wasn't meant to exist here.

Unmei did not mind one bit. A few years ago she slept in a tent that was much worse than this, having her own place, despite how bad it looked, was a victory in itself. Being a shinobi paid rather well - at least for someone that had absolutely no income whatsoever apart from what she could scavenger or maybe steal from others. Her missions weren't too complicate, either. She might've had a few close calls and dangerous situations, but such life was beaten into her much before she became a shinobi of Amegakure. The only thing that really bothered her was...

不信 Fushin | Distrust


Her clan was known and while Unmei wasn't not known to all as part of a clan that was practically thrown out of Amegakure no Sato and lived as criminals until they met their end, some jonin and politically inclined individuals knew the truth and Unmei could literally feel their distrust when they looked at her. She was loyal same as they were, she was willing to dedicate her life to the village in the same manner they would, but no matter what, it was still an ever present feeling of displacement that the young jonin couldn't get rid off.

Perhaps training her very first team of genin would finally change something. Maybe they'd become reputable, well known shinobi and cleanse Unmei's name by consequence. Fate would decide.

The warmth of the boiling liquid made Unmei ghost a sigh with a soft 'aah'. It was a relieving drink and Unmei was particularly very fond of warm drinks in general. Especially coffee and tea, both of which she secretly considered herself pretty good at making. A quick glance at the watch in the wall, with a broken grass piece missing, made an eyebrow raise. How did time pass so quickly? Soon, the students of the academy would be gathering for the amekage's speech and their graduation. It should be an exciting moment for them.

Unmei exhaled slowly, picking up her cup, she sipped a few more times before placing it at the sink, spending no more than a minute cleaning it up before she moved around the small apartment, picking up a folder and placing it under her left arm, she rolled her shoulders and stretched her back, then ruffled a hand through her hair to put back in place a few misplaced strands before she reached out and twisted the knob of the door, leaving the small apartment. She didn't even care to lock it up.


After the ceremony had taken place, Unmei was sitting by a pond located within the Uragiri clan area. To her, it was a rather peaceful place and the Uragiri was a clan she was kind of fond of. They were hardworking individuals and their appearance was quite exquisite - not in a bad way. Unmei appreciated the fishy eyes. She had personally worked with a young man from this clan in the nearby past, Sakana was his name. Talented and dedicated, though not very sociable- their mission went perfectly fine nonetheless. There was something about him that made Unmei think that he could understand her through her silence and in the short time they worked together, she enjoyed how quickly he could make right decisions that meant the success or failure of the mission.

In the jonin's lap, there was numerous files regarding the team that she would lead. She was reading through intently and was apparently focused, but deep down, she was feeling nervous. Slightly so. It was an experience she had before but she had to do her best no matter what. From what she could tell, she had a team with a lot of potential. Their names had been mentioned a few times in the past. Orphans were very well trained, even if the manner of training was rather harsh. They would grow used to whatever method of training Unmei planned very quickly. Good. She enjoyed people with a knack for adaptation...
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