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Pokémon: The Alola Chronicles [Always Open!]

Just to let you all know, I'm totally using you guys to get into Iki Town.

We're Just Trying To Make It.

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KIERAN O'CONNOR

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Location: Home → Bagel Place
Interacting With: @HushedWhispers → Phil (Text), @Dusksong → Nylah (Text + In Person), @MissCapnCrunch → CiCi (Text), @Vlerchan → Rui (Text), @QueenoftheBee → Olivia (Text)

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The first thing Kieran saw when he woke up was black. It was the preferred color of choice upon opening his eyes, but the second he moved his arm, the sunlight told him how much the ex-Canuck was going to pay for sleeping through his usual morning run on this day.

"Ugggggggh. Jesus wept... Really?" The Bible verse quoted was as close as Kieran usually got to swearing, his parents having raised him better than to be talking gutter slang, but they also didn't raise him to avoid a late night challenge from a Ruskie who doubted his ability to play the game of Drink. At least he earned enough to cover the tab...and then some. Plus it was a proper training session for the day and night to come.

Stumbling out of the bed that dominated a good chunk of the back of his studio apartment, Kieran headed over to the coffee table to check his laptop. Video highlights had been posted of the west coast games, Oilers/Sharks ending up a duller affair than expected, and the Flames burning up Vancouver. A bunch of wasted space and potential pixels if he chose to write about it, save for another Pat Maroon goal. But it wouldn't read well in the city. The East Coast Bias held strong today.

"Guess I could rile up the Maroon vs. Lucic debate, but that's so knee-jerk..." Looking down at the phone still charging next to the computer, he spotted the blue light blinking, letting him know his inbox had some booming business this morning. "Heh, should have known everyone would be active already today."

He read through in order. First, the birthday boy. There wasn't any chewing out on not getting the run in this morning. "Dodged a bullet, I guess." Phil's text on the group thread regarding theme for his big shindig was entirely expected considering what Kieran knew of his fellow aspiring journalist. Still, Kieran wondered how serious Phil would be on enforcing his rule on maintaining a proper theme.

To: The Whole Gang
So would the person who calls Sloth not have to wear any kind of getup to maintain the proper theme? Asking for a friend.

Right after that was another text, Phil again, making sure Rui was going to be at the party.

To: Brodeo
No worries. He'll be there. Right enough.

The latest direct one was Nylah though, and that got Kieran's heart racing a little more to make up the lack of cardio. "Shoot!"

Ever since he got that gig doctoring up scripts on that play, something he never thought about even attempting but still owed Shean a few beers for in appreciation for the reference, the actress had been firmly planted on his radar. Even after those first couple hangout sessions where they were feeling each other out, figuring out what they had in common aside from reporting to a dark theater for a bit of time, it was clear that something was growing. Now the regular hangout sessions; writing, rehearsing, even getting her to watch some hockey with him, Islanders only, it was one of the few things that actually made him thankful to Andrew Carroll for what he did.

Plus, he wasn't going to pass up a free breakfast. But he knew how quickly Nylah could blitz through the average bagel crowd. She had that home-ice advantage.

To: Red Lightning
You know I'm in. If you order me my usual Canuck Cluster, I'll be there in 5, eternally grateful.

Now that he potentially had an egg white, swiss cheese and maple turkey sausage on sesame seed bagel waiting for him in the very near future, Kieran was awake and motoring through the apartment. He grabbed a pair of blue jeans from the floor, slipped on a hanging grey t-shirt and slid his feet into his running sandals, ready to head out the door. "I'll be fine in this...Yeah it's warming up to 45 today...Now keys are...here, wallet...still in there. All right then."

The five minutes he ran to the nearby bagel shop were almost effortless for the former hockey player. The problem was it used to be completely effortless. "That's what I get. Ah well, I'll be good tomorrow."

Kieran straightened up his mess of long blonde hair as best he could and entered the shop. A quick glance from his vantage point revealed how impeccable his timing was as the redhead of Nylah Weiss was at the front of the line, placing an order. He confidently strolled up to his fellow creator of art and placed his hand on her shoulder. "I believe you requested some company, miss?"

Pokémon: The Alola Chronicles [Always Open!]

got a post up a bit latter than expected so sorry about that. Also on a side note does anyone know where I can find a bounsweet in sun and moon?

@Suku

The jungle of the Grass Trial, it's in one section, I think it's on the left. Can't recall for sure.

We're Just Trying To Make It.

<Snipped quote by MissCapnCrunch>
It's also St Patrick's day, so Kieran might be interested in that; NY hosts the largest parade in the world.

@Vlerchan

I think that's a safe assumption ;)

Pokémon: The Alola Chronicles [Always Open!]

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Sierra Shilton

Hau'oli City Pokemon Center
@WriterRaven @Shadeflare123 @wxps350 @Suku

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The tea proved to be a vital acquisition. As she sipped away at the beverage, Sierra felt slightly more at ease with her financial situation.

Well at least now I know Romano won't starve. And if the cafe's keep giving out food, I won't starve. I'l just get really fat if all I eat are candy bars.

The tea also proved a very nice distraction from the impromptu battle she witnessed, and allowed her to concentrate on what the two unlikely combatants were talking about. Something about a festival an hour or two east of the Pokemon Center.

Hmmm...festival means celebrations, which suck... but it also means more free food... Might be worth a shot.

Sierra looked down at Romano, who had finished up the bowl of food laid in front of him.

"All right, you. If you're done, we're going to head out of here."

The Pig Pokemon nodded as he pushed the bowl away with his nose. "Nubnub." He didn't move too far from the spot though. Finally full, Romano collapsed on the floor and let out an ineffective yawn.

All Sierra could do was shake her head. She reached into her satchel for her lone occupied Pokeball and returned the lazy Swinub to it's home. She looked at ball with dismay as it went back into her bag.

"Fine, let's go find this...Iki Town. Gotta be some road signs along the way or something." She slowly worked her way around the tables and went for the front door of the Pokemon Center. If there was any free food to be had, she wanted to get there before all that was left was vegetables or something.

We're Just Trying To Make It.

@HushedWhispers So are we just sending the relations chart to you? Or including it in the sheet? Sorry if I sound stupid.

We're Just Trying To Make It.

Kieran O'Connor

Kieran O'Connor

_{"If you're not happy with my opinion, you can take off, eh?"}

N A M E
Kieran Vincent O'Connor

N I C K N A M E
K.O.

B I R T H D A T E
December 7, 1990

A G E
26

G E N D E R
Male

S E X U A L I T Y
Straight

R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Single, so if ya know someone, hey, let me know.

O C C U P A T I O N
Freelance Hockey Analyst

H O M E T O W N
Harbour Grace, Newfoundland, Canada

E T H N I C I T Y
Caucasian (Irish with a hint of Norwegian)

A P P E A R A N C E
Being an ex-athlete, Kieran still looks the part. At 6'3", 220lbs, his body has maintained most of its shape from his playing days, but he has started slacking a little more lately so the muscles aren't as well defined now. Kieran avoided most of the shots to the face, so he still looks presentable, and he'll usually look the part on air, with an assortment of Islander blue suits and ties. He prefers to keep it casual outside of work though, favoring jeans, open shirts with tees underneath and a dark toque (woolen cap). He does wear a pair of dogtags, in honor of his neighbor and childhood friend.

H A B I T S

• Will occasionally lose his train of thought, as a by-product of one too many hits on the ice.
• Is prone to rants, which is what makes him an attractive on-air personality.
• Still eats like he's an active athlete, so a lot of food, more than he probably needs.

H O B B I E S

• Working out
• Watching hockey, both live and on TV
• Karaoke

L I K E S

• New York Islanders hockey
• Molson Canadian beer
• Soccer
• Alternative Rock of the 2000s
• Video games

D I S L I K E S

• New York Rangers hockey
• Poodles
• Bryan Adams
• Coffee
• Very long sliences

F E A R S

• Bears
• Sharks

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Growing up in the rural part of Newfoundland has given Kieran an appreciation for taking things slow, but in the end it wasn't really for him. He likes the ability to do any number of things in one day, which was only possible after a long car ride back home. He likes to be out with people, doing things. He had enough hanging out alone back home.

Kieran has always been an easygoing person. Growing up constantly surrounded by a team atmosphere, he was usually the calm presence among his fellow athletes. On the ice, he played as ferociously as anyone. He earned his nickname in his freshman season with Bentley after taking down junior enforcer J.P. Smolinski of Robert Morris in his first ever Atlantic Hockey scrap. He will fight for his team tooth and nail, he's that loyal once on board.

Since the end of his first career, it's been a tough adjustment for Kieran, but he's managed. His creative side has become more prominent now that he's trying to use it to make a name for himself. Sometimes he can be hard on himself, his vocabulary seemingly lacking behind other writers at his level, his quotes crisper. However, he's going to keep fighting and working at it. No other way to do it in his eyes.

H I S T O R Y
The kid was as Canadian as a Tim Horton's donut covered in maple syrup. It was clear from an early age. From the second Patrick and Maryse O'Connor brought their youngest to Harbour Grace Arena for his first skate, Kieran showed he had a natural talent for gliding along the ice. As such, his parents invested all their spare cash in letting their blond-haired boy pursue his dream of following Danny Cleary from the island to the NHL.

Kieran was good. By the time he was eligible for the QMJHL entry draft, he was far and away the best player in Harbour Grace. However in a town of 3,000, that doesn't amount to much in the big scheme of things. He was picked in the 12th round by Charlottetown, attended one training camp and was cut soon after. Discouraged, he kept plugging away on the Rock, hoping to get noticed by someone, until late in his senior year at high school, he was offered a scholarship to Bentley University in Waltham, Massachusetts. NCAA Hockey was in the cards.

He was unknown to most of his teammates until the fight against Smolinski earned his moniker. He plugged away at Bentley, making the All-Atlantic team in his final season as he earned a Communications degree. This caught the eye of the New York Islanders, who signed him to an entry league deal and sent him to the third-tier ECHL team in Independence, Missouri. However, tragedy struck in his fourth game with the Mavericks as he was driven head-first into the boards by Idaho's Andrew Carroll. He felt all right, but a CAT scan a couple days later showed a problem with his C1 vertabrae. The doctors told Kieran the hit should have paralyzed him, and next time he likely wouldn't be as lucky. Devastated, Kieran announced his retirement that October.

The Islanders organization was shocked, but looked after the newly-retired prospect. They offered him a job with the website, writing articles on the team, and Kieran did well for the season he was there, but his contract wasn't renewed. He stayed in Brooklyn though, picking up local writing jobs in Brooklyn in the hopes that eventually he would land something more stable and lucrative, possibly with a network. It's not the dream he started with but it's one he hopes is more achievable, lest he had back to Newfoundland with nothing to show for all those youth trophies he obtained.

Relationship Chart

P H I L L I P . D A N I E L S
♫
"Hey, we're running man. Newsroom, pathways, however, we're running together."

Kieran met Phil when he was just starting down the journalist path, as the two of them attended a headline workshop held at NYU. Put in the same group, the two bonded over their fitness regimens and drive to succeed in the business. Phil has put Kieran in touch with most of the people in his current gang, and he's forever grateful to him for making sure he wasn't frozen in isolation.

O L I V I A . B I S H O P
⚜
"You're good Liv, but I don't think you've played the game of Drink like I have."

Kieran has gotten to know Olivia via Phil and Nylah, but hasn't hung out as much with the financial analyst. He has seen her go at parties, and he's impressed with her ability to put away beverages and remain standing. They could be something there, but he's waiting for Olivia to make a move to push the acquaintanceship up to the next level.

T H U Y . P H A M
{⚜}
"So hey, um, ya know, I've been looking at getting a tattoo or two..."

Over the course of his time in New York, Kieran has gotten to know Cici enough to use her middle name, but isn't sure if he's on a nickname basis with her yet. He's talked to her a few times at parties, but inevitably her smoke break would end the conversation. He's also fond of the Vietnamese restaurant where she works, given that the mango stirfry and beef pho satisfy a lot of what he looks for in food. There's a fair amount he likes about knowing Cici, enough to think that they can get on that nickname basis on both ends at some point.

N Y L A H . W E I S S
♫
"No, no, no. The Royal Concept totally syncs up with my dripping faucet!"

If you had told "University Kieran" someone like Nylah would be one of his best friends, he wouldn't have believed it. However, the chance script punching job he accepted for some extra spending money proved extremely beneficial on multiple fronts. Nylah took a shine to him and while the two spend a lot of their early meetings discussing the play, it blossomed soon after their interests expanded. From watching the World Cup to lazy Sundays listening to records and working on various writings, to the runs around Central Park, Nylah has made Kieran's life in New York so much more enjoyable. Almost to the point where he wonders where else they can go...

R U I . R O S A S
{☮}
"Yeah, Messi is good, but he's gotta get Argentina some hardware."

Rui didn't seem like he would become friends, but a chance conversation at a social event, regarding the Messi vs. Ronaldo debate solidified a solid relationship based on the dislike of the Portuguese midfielder. Kieran really enjoys being able to discus soccer with Rui, even if he hasn't let the Brazilian hear the end of the 7-1 drubbing in 2016. He's even gotten him to the point where he's willing to accept hockey as a sport with merits, a big victory in his eyes.

Pokémon: The Alola Chronicles [Always Open!]

She's not going to bite Kaz's hand off. Just continue to be frosty. Probably have her heading out the door now that her tea is done.

We're Just Trying To Make It.

Now that I'm finally out of the airport, here's a sheet!

Kieran O'Connor

Kieran O'Connor

_{"If you're not happy with my opinion, you can take off, eh?"}

N A M E
Kieran Vincent O'Connor

N I C K N A M E
K.O.

B I R T H D A T E
December 7, 1990

A G E
26

G E N D E R
Male

S E X U A L I T Y
Straight

R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Single, so if ya know someone, hey, let me know.

O C C U P A T I O N
Freelance Hockey Analyst

H O M E T O W N
Harbour Grace, Newfoundland, Canada

E T H N I C I T Y
Caucasian (Irish with a hint of Norwegian)

A P P E A R A N C E
Being an ex-athlete, Kieran still looks the part. At 6'3", 220lbs, his body has maintained most of its shape from his playing days, but he has started slacking a little more lately so the muscles aren't as well defined now. Kieran avoided most of the shots to the face, so he still looks presentable, and he'll usually look the part on air, with an assortment of Islander blue suits and ties. He prefers to keep it casual outside of work though, favoring jeans, open shirts with tees underneath and a dark toque (woolen cap). He does wear a pair of dogtags, in honor of his neighbor and childhood friend.

H A B I T S

• Will occasionally lose his train of thought, as a by-product of one too many hits on the ice.
• Is prone to rants, which is what makes him an attractive on-air personality.
• Still eats like he's an active athlete, so a lot of food, more than he probably needs.

H O B B I E S

• Working out
• Watching hockey, both live and on TV
• Karaoke

L I K E S

• New York Islanders hockey
• Molson Canadian beer
• Soccer
• Alternative Rock of the 2000s
• Video games

D I S L I K E S

• New York Rangers hockey
• Poodles
• Bryan Adams
• Coffee
• Very long sliences

F E A R S

• Bears
• Sharks

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Growing up in the rural part of Newfoundland has given Kieran an appreciation for taking things slow, but in the end it wasn't really for him. He likes the ability to do any number of things in one day, which was only possible after a long car ride back home. He likes to be out with people, doing things. He had enough hanging out alone back home.

Kieran has always been an easygoing person. Growing up constantly surrounded by a team atmosphere, he was usually the calm presence among his fellow athletes. On the ice, he played as ferociously as anyone. He earned his nickname in his freshman season with Bentley after taking down junior enforcer J.P. Smolinski of Robert Morris in his first ever Atlantic Hockey scrap. He will fight for his team tooth and nail, he's that loyal once on board.

Since the end of his first career, it's been a tough adjustment for Kieran, but he's managed. His creative side has become more prominent now that he's trying to use it to make a name for himself. Sometimes he can be hard on himself, his vocabulary seemingly lacking behind other writers at his level, his quotes crisper. However, he's going to keep fighting and working at it. No other way to do it in his eyes.

H I S T O R Y
The kid was as Canadian as a Tim Horton's donut covered in maple syrup. It was clear from an early age. From the second Patrick and Maryse O'Connor brought their youngest to Harbour Grace Arena for his first skate, Kieran showed he had a natural talent for gliding along the ice. As such, his parents invested all their spare cash in letting their blond-haired boy pursue his dream of following Danny Cleary from the island to the NHL.

Kieran was good. By the time he was eligible for the QMJHL entry draft, he was far and away the best player in Harbour Grace. However in a town of 3,000, that doesn't amount to much in the big scheme of things. He was picked in the 12th round by Charlottetown, attended one training camp and was cut soon after. Discouraged, he kept plugging away on the Rock, hoping to get noticed by someone, until late in his senior year at high school, he was offered a scholarship to Bentley University in Waltham, Massachusetts. NCAA Hockey was in the cards.

He was unknown to most of his teammates until the fight against Smolinski earned his moniker. He plugged away at Bentley, making the All-Atlantic team in his final season as he earned a Communications degree. This caught the eye of the New York Islanders, who signed him to an entry league deal and sent him to the third-tier ECHL team in Independence, Missouri. However, tragedy struck in his fourth game with the Mavericks as he was driven head-first into the boards by Idaho's Andrew Carroll. He felt all right, but a CAT scan a couple days later showed a problem with his C1 vertabrae. The doctors told Kieran the hit should have paralyzed him, and next time he likely wouldn't be as lucky. Devastated, Kieran announced his retirement that October.

The Islanders organization was shocked, but looked after the newly-retired prospect. They offered him a job with the website, writing articles on the team, and Kieran did well for the season he was there, but his contract wasn't renewed. He stayed in Brooklyn though, picking up local writing jobs in Brooklyn in the hopes that eventually he would land something more stable and lucrative, possibly with a network. It's not the dream he started with but it's one he hopes is more achievable, lest he had back to Newfoundland with nothing to show for all those youth trophies he obtained.

@HushedWhispers

We're Just Trying To Make It.

@Dusksong @HushedWhispers

Yeah, still working on the sheet. I'm going to be at the airport a good chunk of today so I'll be able to work on finishing it up then.