Vertigo

Pokemon Chrome: The International League

@Vertigo You good man. Although Snom starts at 1. We don't really have a 0... Or at least I don't think we do.

Regardless it's good to go. You can give Snom a 4th move though.

@Sho Minazuki

The first post said this, so that's why I went with 0:

You can only start with 2 types, Baby Pokemon that are hatched freshly start with 0, while any other starter will start with 3. Eeveelutions uniquely start with 5 while Eevee itself starts with 3.)

I can change it so that it isn't freshly hatched, if you'd prefer. As for adding a move, I can do that too, sure. The reason it had 3 was because Snom only learns 2 moves before it evolves, and we were only allowed one egg move. But I can slap a Fairy Wind on it as a second egg move.

The Curse of Sonina

Adding onto the interest train!

False Motives - A Detective Noir On Cocaine [OPEN]

You have my axe gun.

But give it back later I might need it along the way.

|- The Food Kingdoms: Episode One: The Masquerade -|

Awesome, thanks for the answers! I love all the kingdoms, so will most likely play two characters to help me decide what to play and from where, ha.

So right now I'm thinking of either a princess from the fruit kingdom or a noblewoman from the sweet kingdom (but I see someone else already planned that, so might go with my original fruit idea instead), and a warrior from the meat kingdom.

|- The Food Kingdoms: Episode One: The Masquerade -|

Oh boy, love this. Thinking of making someone from the fruit kingdom.

Got a few questions, though:

- You said we could be nobles or lesser nobles, but can we be royalty as well?
- Do you take reserves for positions/kingdoms?
- Can there be multiple people from the same kingdom, or just one from each?
- If yes to the above, can we have multiple characters?

I feel like I had one more question, but err, it slipped my mind so I'll get back to you on that.

Pokemon Chrome: The International League

So I wasn't sure what your stance was on Hidden Abilities (if you did mention them in the doc, I'm blind.) So I took the liberty of using a few.

But yeah, here we go, do tell if I need to edit something.

Ann and the ice bois-- and girl

J O A N N E "A N N" C L A R K E

F ❆ Galarian ❆ 17

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Personality: Ann is unlikely to make too strong a first impression. At first glance she's a quiet, faintly smiling girl that tends to mind her own business and speak very little. You might notice she's lazy and sluggish in her movement, almost as if she's never in a hurry to go anywhere, and that she tends to daydream a lot.- Maybe you'll catch her playing with or talking to her Pokémon, almost unaware that there are even other people around. You know, the usual stuff. And, depending how long a time you spend around her, it might be that you'll never see anything else.

However, be in her company long enough and you'll eventually find out that Ann's a curious girl with the self-control of a starving Morpeko in a curry shop. So while she might be completely reasonable one second, the moment something piques her interest or that invasive thought of 'what would happen if' crosses her mind, no amount of pesky common sense can stop her. She's impulsive and irresponsible, and doesn't second guess herself - even whens he should. When she decides to speak up or act, she's brazen - yet not any more energetic than usual, creating a strange dissonance between her weird actions and otherwise calm expression and demeanor. Some say it's unsettling, while many find her honesty and lack of tact jarring. Yet others view her as a naive girl who doesn't know any better.

She's not naive though, and she does know better - she just chooses the things she cares about very carefully, and the opinions of others or the consequences of bad decisions fall very far down that list. Sometimes she even enjoys rattling people and breaking expectations. It's all in good fun, though, and she isn't out to hurt or insult others. On the contrary; she quite loves people. She just wishes more of them could show their true selves instead of trying to act the way they think is expected of them. But, well, nothing to be done about that. Except leading by example, maybe? Mmm.

Nah. Sounds like too much work.

Biography: Born and raised in Circhester, Ann never expected to embark on any sort of journey further than the occasional shopping trip to Wyndon. Her family was well-known around the city, having owned a business there for generations. Just beyond the city's borders, they housed a large quantity of Piloswine and Mamoswine, arranging "snow safaris" on their backs into the brisk wilderness on and around routes eight, nine and ten. Their services were particularly popular among trainers and tourists, and though the Clarke family was by no means rich, they were quite well off - enough to expand their business to other winter activities over the years, up and including Rotom Snowbiking, ice fishing, snow camping and ice Pokémon tours for trainers looking to land themselves that special, rare Eiscue.

Ever since young, Ann helped with the business at her parents' request, be it taking care of young Swinub or, once older, guiding tours. She was always a carefree and somewhat irresponsible child, and though she did what she was told, she didn't do a thing more - and was often caught playing with the local ice types when her parents expected her to be helping. She loved the customers they got however, particularly those from other regions. She loved nothing more than listening in on their conversations or asking for tales from their homelands - places which she never expected to actually visit. After all, as an only child, she lived with the assumption that she would take over the family business one day - at least, until her younger brother was born and, years later, ended up expressing both better aptitude and deeper interest towards the prospect.

Ann didn't mind the thought of yielding the family business to her brother, though it did leave her with a sudden lack of purpose. Her whole life, she'd expected to live and die among the horde of 'swines, and now... well, she wouldn't need to. She could do anything. She could go and travel to all the places she'd heard from tourists over the years. She could visit her cousins in Alola. Or she could throw herself into an international league competition in a faraway land despite having no real experience in Pokémon battling or incentive to travel to the other side of the world for it.

... Hm. You know what, that actually sounded kinda fun.

She packed her bags less than a week later, traveling all the way to the distant Chromis region with naught but a tree, a bug and a demon in the shape of a shrew.

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❄ Ice Type Trainer Bonus ❄

x 5 x 5 x 1

P O K É M O N

Rascal
Alolan Sandshrew ♂

A gift from distant relatives living in Alola. Supposedly, they rescued the poor ice type from the outskirts of their villa, half-dead from heat exhaustion. The more likely case is that they caught the mischievous little thing digging up their garden and, after multiple attempts to shoo it away and have local authorities help get rid of it, they shipped the bugger off to Galar to annoy someone else. Joke's on them though - Ann loves him in all his trouble making glory.

Slush Rush ❆ 3 Exp
Fury Cutter | Icicle Crash | Rapid Spin | Metal Claw

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Snomelet
Snom ♀

Curious, naive, and very very small, Snomelet is a recently hatched baby who's yet to know the world beyond Ann's arms. Luckily, she's too young to cringe at her name - and so far from becoming a Frosmoth that Ann has a long time to figure out what to do once evolution renders the pun obsolete. No worries though, she's got plans. Snomelet can be often found hitching a ride somewhere on Ann's person; head, pocket, scarf - boot. Anywhere but a poké ball, they're scary.

Ice Scales ❆ 0 Exp
Powder Snow | Struggle Bug | Mirror Coat

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Yuletide
Snover ♂

Yuletide is... is a tree. He's always been a tree. Once, he lived in the forests of Galar as a tree, alongside his tree family. Then came time for the holidays, and many of his brethren were caught and brought into humans' living rooms to sit pretty under layers of colourful decorations. Yuletide, however, was much too small, so he was left behind - until Ann found him, deemed him just the perfect size and brought him in. But when the holidays ended and all the other trees were released back into the wild, Yuletide refused to leave. To this day, he wears a star decoration atop his head to remember the day he became a very special tree.

Snow Warning ❆ 3 Exp
Razor Leaf | Icy Wind | Ice Shard | Leech Seed

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Cooking Fantasy maybe?

Not familiar with the titles in question, but this sounds wholesome af. Will keep an eye on this!

Pokemon Chrome: The International League

I meant to toss my hat in when this was first posted, but holidays happened. Err. Still got room for a mono (ice) type trainer?

(D&D 5E) The Tyranny of Dragons, Part 1; Hoard of the Dragon Queen

Caw's Turn | Init: 19

HP 09/09 | Status: None

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It was ironic, Caw thought. Though he could not be sure, he assumed the party chose to fight the strangers due to their association with a winged Kobold. Yet when the dust settled, it was the kobold that that escaped the scene unscathed, the contents of its sack left unquestioned.

But if so, why did the two humanoids need to die?

The question did not leave Caw, even as he resumed his position in the shadows. He did not feel entirely at ease walking in front of the group, his cowardice threatening to buckle his knees come every corner. Yet he knew he was more apt at staying hidden than the others and therefore, an ideal choice to scout ahead.

Thankfully, no danger lurked behind any of the corners they turned - until the very last one.

Caw stopped dead in his tracks. It felt as though his heart did, too. Ahead, he saw a large group consisting mostly of kobolds, including the one that had slipped away earlier. They spoke in a tongue Caw did not understand. Even so, he found himself memorizing the way the words came out, the throaty tones, the frantic speed.

Though he could not be sure, Caw feared the kobold was speaking about them and the encounter earlier. So when a few of them took flight, he shrunk down to avoid their gaze. They had bags too, he noted. If he shot one, would it burst and reveal its contents? Likely. But it would also reveal him.

He decided it was not worth it.

The rest of the kobolds spread out, scanning their surroundings with eyes aglow. One of them turned to him, and Caw's eyes widened with fear. He wanted to reach for his bow in retaliation, but his hands didn't move. He couldn't even breathe. It made sense, though; all he wanted in that moment was to be part of the wall behind him, and walls didn't breathe.

The kobold looked away, and the kenku's lungs filled with air. He was alive.

Once immediate danger had passed, Caw turned to glance behind him at the rest of the group. They were outnumbered, particularly so when it came to those who could fight. He wanted to keep being alive. He didn't want to fight. He wanted to tell as much to the others, but his face was hidden and its avian features lacked human expressiveness besides.

He raised a clawed finger in front of his beak - then turned back around and begun to move. He stuck to the shadows, hoping to sneak around the creatures in their way. And really, truly hoping the others could do the same. Armor and children did not make for quiet company.

Turn Summary

Caw tries to sneak past the kobolds and unknown foes.

[GUTS+] You Awake in a Dark Room

"Pony, huh?" Duncan was unable to stop himself from grinning at the revelation. Yeah, he could see it. She definitely struck him as the type to want one, even in this day and age. "Now ain't that a cliché," he teased, then gave a quick wink. "Cute, though."

He fell silent for a moment - only for a moment - then declared, "Tell you what - if we make it out alive, we'll get you a pony."

Despite the lingering grin and the carefree tone, there was a sense of determination to be found on his face. He was, in fact, serious. Yeah, there might be some issues with finding the money and lodging for a pony, but hell, you only lived once. If nothing else, this damn place had reminded him of that. So when he got out, boy, he was gonna live. He'd get himself that sports car, too. The newest, fastest damn thing on the planet.

"We can always cash in on our story to get the dough for it. Must be someone out there willing to make this a movie. Hell, I could play myself - always knew I was destined for stardom."

While he was busy blathering, Pebs opened the door without any issues. The darkness that awaited them on the other side was familiar by this point, and Duncan was no longer all that unnerved by it - especially after the discussion they'd just had. Somehow just thinking about life after they got out filled him with newfound vigor.

He pushed the door as open as it would go, hoping the light that poured through would help illuminate the way a little. At least until they found another switch. Duncan squinted his eyes and walked forth, only stopping when he realized the corridor split into three. He tried to look around in each direction to see if he could spot the familiar shape of a light switch - or some other source of light.

"Guess we found our maze," Duncan mumbled, scratching the back of his head. He turned around to Pebs, arms crossed across his chest. "So what's the plan? Don't think splitting up's the way to go here, and we dunno how long each of these goes on for. Wanna whip out the map again and see if it fits the bill?"

^{@Typical, @Alamantus}