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In Pokémon: Start → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Eryn Montero
Pureplain City || Trainer School || Afternoon

“Thanks for the tip,” Eryn said as Oaken left. He was an alright guy when he wasn’t acting like an uppity schmuck, however rarely that might be.

Dealing with Oaken, though, was the easy part this time. Where Oaken wouldn’t challenge her to another battle for a while, the Mawile might force Eryn to partake in one very soon. And, seeing as Dei’s only offensive option was Scratch, a battle against the steel-type was the last thing Eryn wanted. Creativity was, therefore, Eryn’s best option at the moment, and seeing how much the Mawile wanted some honey, Eryn figured her best option was to get the Mawile some.

Turning her attention to the various Pokemon partaking in the honey fest, Eryn considered her options, Pokedex in hand. Dwebble, like the Mawile, were resistant to normal=type moves and therefore a poor choice of an opponent. Shinx, on the other hand, were electric-types, and paralysis was a possibility Eryn didn’t really feel like risking. That left the Purrloin, but from her experiences feeding stray Pokemon, Eryn knew trying to take food from a Purrloin was a bad idea. In fact, she was tackling the problem in the wrong way: instead of trying to figure out which Pokemon Dei had the best chance against in a battle, figuring out which Pokemon would be least likely to challenge Dei might mean being able to avoid battle altogether.. And, of the three species of Pokemon gathered around the honey, which Pokemon would be less likely to try and battle a orange, flaming Pokemon than Dwebble? Sure its rocky shell offered natural protection against flames, but its shell-less parts were as vulnerable to fire as the next bug-type. That, and the fact that Dwebble were known to be aggressive when shell-less, suggested that the bug-type would likely avoid confronting Dei if possible, likely retreating into its shell rather than trying to pick a fight.

“Alright, Dei. Grab that honeyed stick near that Dwebble for me, would you?” Eryn said, pointing to the stick near a Dwebble. For someone who worked so methodically, Oaken had sure used a lot of honey to find the Mawile, and Eryn wondered if he was disappointed his efforts had gone to waste. Nevertheless, she was thankful for his generosity this time. There seemed to be more than enough honey to go around, and the Pokemon were hardly fighting for shares.

Eryn watched patiently as Dei approached the Dwebble, then bent over and grabbed a stick of honey before making back for her. The Dwebble, who had its own share of honey to mind, hopefully wouldn't notice the minor transgression, thus allowing her to offer the gained honey to the Mawile.


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In Santa Celia: A Superhuman Vigilante RP → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Gonna go ahead and drop interest. How's a mirror-walking, part-time thief sound?
In Pokémon: Start → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Eryn Montero
Pureplain City || Trainer School || Afternoon

Despite him barely doing anything, Oaken always seemed to push Eryn’s buttons somehow, and now was no different. Seeing him sitting, almost carelessly, on the chair as he tempted the park Pokemon to him struck a chord of annoyance in Eryn, and it didn’t help that he launched into one of his trademark villain monologues when she approached.

“Hi to you too, Oaken. You put down any other trainers since I last saw you?” Eryn asked sarcastically. Whatever manners she’d been brought up to have could be saved for people who saw kindness as a virtue to be spread rather than a scarce resource to be rationed and earned.

Movement from the trees, however, snapped Eryn’s attention from the sitting trainer, and she looked over in time to see a pale yellow- and black-schemed creature peek out from behind a trunk. Had she been alone, it probably would have taken a few moments for her to place the Pokemon, but right now she had Oaken and all his righteous commentary—whether she liked it or not.

“‘Unremarkable?’” Eryn repeated, turning on Oaken when he walked over. “Shouldn’t the mark of a truly great trainer be the ability to overcome the odds and prove themselves above the crowd?”

Glancing back at the Mawile—who’d hidden again, though not so successfully that a bit of its jaws didn’t peek out from behind the tree—Eryn made up her mind. “Tell you what: I’ll beat you down with that exact Mawile one day. You just wait and see.”

Then, turning her attention to the hiding Pokemon, Eryn approached quietly, Dei beside her. Thankfully, her Charmander tended towards silent disapproval, so Eryn knew she could count on him to behave.

“Heya, Mawile. What do you say you come with me? I’ll make sure you get lots of goodies to eat, not just honey.” Though she didn’t have anything to eat on her, Eryn figured she could probably find something the Mawile liked sooner or later.


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In Pokemon Spiral → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Aedre Charbonnet
— Mesalon City Pokemon Center —

After picking up the package, Aedre slipped it into her bag—since it was around the size of a full-sized Pokeball and therefore too big to put in her pocket—then did her best to rush to the Pokemon Center, but by the time she got there it seemed her friends had left. However, determined not to let the trip be for naught, Aedre got her Pokemon healed—which would defintiely serve to perk them up—before asking if the nurse if she had any idea where her friends had went. Thankfully, it seemed like dropping Rachel’s name was sufficient to recall the necessary information, and Aedre was off to the gym straight away, Little fluttering overhead.

Her trek through the city was slightly slower than it was before, since a gym was more of a long pit stop than a short one and would therefore afford her more time to get there. Still, she must have been walking too fast still since she was slow to understand Little’s cry of alarm. Hearing the cry, Aedre had looked up and was therefore blindsided at the corner turn and sent falling to the ground, barely catching herself with an arm.

“Oh, sorry! I really wasn’t looking,” Aedre said as the woman she’d smacked into helped her up. At her side, Little fluttered nervously, glancing her over for injury.

“Don’t worry about it.” Giving her shoulder a pat, the woman turned to leave, a Sneasel scurrying over to her side with a smirk.

“Well, guess that’s probably a sign I should slow down. Taking a little time to enjoy the scenery wouldn’t hurt.” Little chirped in agreement as Aedre dusted herself off.

The rest of the way to the Mesalon Gym was much more relaxed as Aedre strolled down the streets, taking in the sights and sounds of the city. Since Mesalon was itself at a higher altitude than the land around it, only clouds and sky lay beyond the city skyline, which posed a stark contrast in color against the brilliant blues and whites. Where air rarely flowed through most cities, Mesalon’s elevation allowed it to capture the currents, supplying constant cool, crisp breezes throughout the city. Though it made her trek a bit chilly, Aedre enjoyed the wind, and she knew Little appreciated the currents just as much up above.

“Well, this should be it,” Aedre said as the Mesalon gym came into view. “I wonder…”

Opening her bag, Aedre felt around for the box. “Pokeball-sized” was too coincidental for its own good, and Aedre felt the familiar, gnawing curiousity of wanting to understand the unknown. As the seconds of empty grasping trickled on, however, she felt a sliver of confusion, then dread seep into her mind. At last, she let gravity drop the backpack in her grasp, her arms unable to muster the strength to maintain the weight. “Arceus, it’s… It’s gone.”
— Mesalon City —

Aedre had traced her path from the Pokemart to the Pokemon Center, then to the gym, then back again, then forwards and back until she could scarcely feel her feet—not that she could feel them much at the start anyway. Guilt weighed down on her, of careless failure and imminent and unshakable disappointment. How could she lose something so important as a package her professors had entrusted her with the task of ferrying?

“Little, I think… I think there really might be something wrong with me lately,” Aedre said, slumping into the stray bench she’d collapsed on in exhaustion—in defeat. First there was her strange infatuation with Pokemon training, then her newfound desire to explore and adventure, and now scatterbrained mistakes like misplacing objects of importance? Where was that calm and composed girl she’d been before she’d arrived in Mesalon, all crisp white coats and color-coded notes? The girl who always put things back where they belonged and never had to worry about losing an eraser or pen?

“Fletch. Fletch.” Two gentle pecks sounded against her skull before Little hopped off her head and onto her shoulder. “Fletchling.”

Aedre looked up, baring a small, strained smile. “Thanks Little, but I think losing the package is as sure a sign as any that it’s about time I go back to Hoenn.”

Rising, Aedre sighed, rubbing her hands together. “Let’s go find everyone. I may as well tell them what happened. They’re probably wondering why we took so long.”

Finding the gym was an easy task this time, and Aedre spotted the group easily enough once she entered the building. “Hey Amber, everyone, sorry I was gone so long. I… I spent the afternoon looking for the package I got then lost, but I couldn’t find it in the end anyway. Scatterbrained, huh?”


@luckyblackcat
In Pokémon: Start → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Eryn Montero
Pureplain City || Trainer School || Afternoon

Needless to say, the students’ chatter of a fairy-type perked Eryn up straight away, and she was barely able to keep herself from chasing after them and blowing her cool as a trainer. Sure a fairy-type wasn’t what she needed at the moment, seeing as she only had a fire-type to work with, but such was team-building, and she knew there was no better time to start than here and now. The immunity over dragon-types was a nifty trait, and if, fingers crossed, it were a steel-fairy dual, that meant one less weakness and therefore one more advantage and reason to be excited.

So, though Eryn wasn’t at the student’s heels, she was still rearing to go, and if it weren’t for Dei’s growl she would have completely missed the resting feline as well.

“Oh, a Purrloin! Good catch, Dei.” Eryn knelt, patting her Charmander on the back before focusing on the Purrloin. “Hey there, pretty kitty. How’re you doing?” In Eryn’s experience, Purrloin liked to be complimented—perhaps even more than Skitty or Meowth, likely because of their dark-type affinity. Vanity was something often associated with dark-types, though Eryn had little personal experience to go off.

Still, the fairy-type was still on her mind, and, as one of the students had said, it was a first come, first serve situation, so she knew she’d do well to get on with searching if she wanted to have a chance.

“Well, I have to go, but you keep looking silky soft,” Eryn said, waving and straightening. Beside her, Dei—who’d voiced his disapproval with silence throughout this exchange—uttered a curt “Char” of agreement.

Heading away from the Purrloin, Eryn was again engrossed in the possibility of a fairy-type. Figuring that her best chance lay in going in a different direction than the students, Eryn took a route along the perimeter, looking for anything that stood out in the scenery. Fairy-types were, according to her rudimentary knowledge and gut instinct since she had no real-life experience to go off, easily attracted to flashy things, so she kept her eyes peeled for anything that caught the eye.


@PlatinumSkink
In Pokémon: Start → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Eryn Montero
Pureplain City || Kalmia’s Lab || Noon

Eryn took in the school with envious nostalgia. Here in the city, even kids in primary had the opportunity to drop by after school and brush up on their Pokemon knowledge. Where she had only her parent’s and neighbor’s Pokemon to play with every now and then, the city kids seemed to have everything from professional trainers for teachers to boundless resources in both information and Pokemon.

Still, it wasn’t like complaining would get her anywhere, and, seeing that she was already here, she may as well take advantage of the resources.

Seeing Oaken head towards what appeared to be a park, Eryn shouted a greeting but refrained from following. She’d check out the available information and peek into the classrooms a bit first.

Adjusting her cap, Eryn grinned at the Charmander beside her. “Well, Dei. Let’s start getting caught up.”

“Char.”

After tracking down the library, Eryn wandered around, lingering first in the area with resources on Pokemon habitats to check on the species that lived along the southern border of Isson, since that was the path she’d been thinking of taking. Route 2 and its landmark areas—the Infested Woods and Wet Caverns—were major points of interest, and Eryn made note of what rare sightings and rumors the school had information on. Her own research was from common resources online, and she clearly lacked the channels the school had in terms of finding out what rare Pokemon dwelled where she was headed.

The Infested Woods sounded like the ideal training place for Dei, seeing as he was a fire-type. That he lacked any fire-type moves would have to change before she left the woods. Though Eryn wasn’t totally comfortable with the ominous whispers she’d heard of the Infested Woods back home—insects and ghosts abound, looking to swallow up trainers that strayed too far from the path—she wasn’t about to be deterred. She had Dei, and Dei had her. Worst case scenario, she’d have him train a bit on Route 2 before entering the woods. And, seeing as the Wet Caverns were the next stop down the road, Eryn knew she’d have to catch a grass-type before she got there, seeing as Dei was a fire-type.

The Wet Caverns were a bit too far from home for Eryn to have heard much about. North to Highhill Town and beyond was the path her family took when they travelled, so after scanning the information on the local Pokemon, she headed towards the geography section to look up paths through the cavern. Getting lost in the caverns was something she’d like to avoid if possible, and until she had a grass-type, she wasn’t about to take any risks with Dei, who’d long fallen asleep at this point, curled on a stray armchair. Fighting Oaken’s Skorupi had draining for her too, if she were being honest, but the effects of the battle were negligible compared to her first-day adrenaline boost. However, she hadn’t been the one fighting the battle, and she let him be after adjusting his tail so that the flame wasn’t too close to anything flammable.

After the caverns came Lakewatch Town, and Eryn soon found herself engrossed in texts about the locals and their relationship with the lake. A life of patrolling in boats and guarding the dragons from afar was too different from hers for her to imagine properly, and she knew she’d have to take them up on a tour or two. The oft-cited loyalty of dragon-types had always fascinated her, and she couldn’t think of a more trainer-like thing to do than rear a hatchling dragon, seeing as dragon-types were usually born to humble beginnings with tiny razors and claws. Though Eryn was a little dismayed that the locals didn’t seem to allow trainers to catch any of the venerable species, she knew it was reasonable of them to ask so, although she’d be lying if she claimed she didn’t sit there for a few seconds thinking up possible loopholes. Perhaps trading a Pokemon for a dragon, or even an egg, would be better. The locals would likely need Pokemon to protect them from the dragon-types as well—a fact that reminded Eryn that she herself lacked a Pokemon to deal with dragon-types. Either an ice- or fairy-type would serve that role, but now she knew she was getting ahead of herself. She wasn’t even out Pureplain City yet, and she was already on her way to fantasizing about Cooldome City’s ice-types.

After taking a detour to take one last peek at the rumors in the area around Lakewatch Town to make sure she wasn’t missing anything, Eryn found Dei again, who opened an eye when she reached to pet him.

“Heya, Dei. You ready to head back out there?” Eryn whispered.

Dei nodded, stretching. “Char,” he said, slipping off the armchair and onto his feet.

“Alright, let’s if we can get some training in here,” Eryn said, grinning as she led the way to the door. The ranking list she’d passed on her way into the school hadn’t escaped her attention, though she figured she may as well check out the school’s park first. An ice-type would help with the Infested Woods, though she’d prefer a grass-type for the Wet Caverns. And, if she wasn’t getting too far ahead of herself at this point, Eryn figured a fairy-type wouldn’t hurt either.


@PlatinumSkink
In Pokémon: Start → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Eryn Montero
Pureplain City || Kalmia’s Lab || Mid-Morning

“Great job, Dei!” Meeting Dei halfway on the battlefield, Eryn grinned, checking her Pokemon over for injuries. “We’ll get on with everything after a trip to the Pokemon Center—to get my little winner all patched up,” she said, rubbing the Charmander affectionately as he tried his best to shy away.

Straightening, she flashed Oaken a friendly smile. He was about what Eryn had hoped for in her first opponent. “You weren’t so bad yourself, with the disadvantages you were dealing with.”

Then, after taking a moment to offer to recall Dei—which he refused, brandishing his pain like a badge of honor—Eryn looked up to see Oaken making off already. Here, she had a choice: be respectful and acknowledge his personality or assert herself as, well, herself. And, being herself, she chose the second—though in this case she was interrupted by Professor Kalmia walking over.

“Trainer’s school? I’ll see you there then!” she called with a grin, waving Oaken off before focusing on the professor. Vaguely attempting to shake off praise and maintain a semblance of humility when the professor praised her, Eryn received the Pokeballs and potion with cheerful gratitude, thanking the professor profusely as she gave Dei a healthy spray or two and promising to call when possible. Then, turning her attention to her fellow first-day trainers, Eryn was pleased to see that Skylar and Alice had finished their battle.

“Go Axl! You can do it!” Eryn called, walking over to Skylar and Alice. “I’m guessing from the cheers from earlier that you two won? Great job, and better luck next time, Vivia.”

Beside her, Dei straightened a bit, chest puffed.

“Yes, Dei, you did great too,” Eryn said, amused. “Well, I’m headed off to the Trainer School now, so I’ll see ya’ll around!”

Waving, Eryn made to leave, but not before scooping up Dei when she saw him struggling to keep up with her brisk pace.

“Quit with the moodiness. You’re lucky I’m offering,” Eryn said, giving the Charmander a squeeze as she picked up her pace again.


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In Pokémon: Start → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Eryn Montero
Pureplain City || Kalmia’s Lab || Mid-Morning

“Hang in there, Dei!” Eryn shouted, racking her brain. From the looks of it, the next blow could be the deciding one, so she needed to ensure that Dei got his in before the Skorupi. That the Skorupi could properly sort through both its trainer’s instructions and the sounds on the battlefield itself was impressive, but it also meant that distractionary techniques weren’t a good option. So, instead of trying to distract the Skorupi, Eryn figured that she needed to pull something unexpected out instead.

“Dei, why don’t we try from above?” Eryn called. “Tail first.”

Dei turned to look at her, pausing as he considered this, then nodded. “Char.”

Then, stepping forwards, Dei charged head on, Eryn watching as he launched himself up just before he reached the Skorupi.


@PlatinumSkink
In Pokémon: Start → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Eryn Montero
Pureplain City || Kalmia’s Lab || Mid-Morning

Oaken’s recovery had Eryn more delighted than dismayed. The battle could now go either way, and Eryn was determined to see it go hers.

While the Skorupi was—by virtue of closing its eyes—able to stave off its fear of fire, it also lost its valuable sense of sight and was completely reliant on its trainer shouting orders above the fray of battle. While this probably wouldn’t be a problem in day-to-day life, there were two main points: one being that neither the Skorupi nor its trainer were used to this way of battle, and the other being that battling wasn’t exactly a quiet thing where focusing on two separate sounds—a trainer and a opponent—was an easy task.

“Dei, throw some Growls in and throw it off!” Eryn called, grinning. The combined forces of growls, burns, and scratches ought to be enough to sway the Skorupi back into fear. At the very least, the growls would persuade it to flee before Dei could strike, seeing as Dei was much more real and near than its trainer.

On the field, Dei answered her with a growl before rounding to another side and closing in for a scratch and tail smack.


@PlatinumSkink
In Pokémon: Start → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Eryn Montero
Pureplain City || Kalmia’s Lab || Mid-Morning

“The key word being ‘eventually,’” Eryn replied, gleefulness dying down quickly. Oaken seemed to think that fear worked like a physical hindrance and could be easily pushed aside when it was in the way, and as much as that would help her in present time, his inability to emphasize with his Pokemon would no doubt hinder his ability to help his Pokemon grow. Sure it wasn’t the worst weakness out there, but the problem was that Oaken didn’t even see it as a weakness. Rather than trying to constantly improve, he seemed to believe that he’d already reached the apex and was currently in the process of proving that to the world when in reality he was just another starting trainer like Eryn, albeit a fair bit farther down the road.

However, winning battles by tapping into the Skorupi’s fear wasn’t what Eryn had set out to do as a trainer. Sure it was a good strategy, but it wasn’t the one often broadcasted on television. Star trainers battled with strategies that highlighted their Pokemon’s skills, not their opponent’s weaknesses. Type exploits were the extent, mostly, but even that was rare since one-sided battles were rarely as engaging as ones where the odds seemed even for both sides. Now that she was battling her own battle, Eryn realized that her expectations of the trainer life really were very different from reality, where the nitty-gritty details weren’t cut out during editing.

Still, while it was unsettling, it remained that the best path to victory was continuing to take advantage of the Skorupi’s fear, and ending the battle quickly was better than dragging it out—for both parties, seeing Oaken’s attitude towards his Skorupi.

“What happened to all that attitude from earlier? Are you giving up already?” Eryn jeered. Where Oaken had started the battle with gusto, believing himself too well-prepared to lose, he seemed now to have adopted an attitude where he was too cool to care about losing. As a person who hated the phrase “giving up,” Eryn was ticked off that her opponent had apparently subscribed to it.

“Dei, Scratch, then hit it with your tail!” Eryn called. “And follow up with some mix of the two!!”

She’d best end the battle soon. There was no more learning to be done from this battle, apparently.

On the field, Dei seemed to be enjoying the battle much more than her. Flicking his tail from side to side, he rushed the Skorupi, claws first but tail no far behind.


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