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posts done, will get to PMs tomorrow!
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feeling better, going to start catching up. sorry for the wait!
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still sick
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back! though sick... will be getting back to writing next week
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Yeah, sorry, had to deal with some life™ there >> But back and catching up on things!

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Before Cedric could shout any more instructions or encouragements to Warden, the performer turned her attention to him, all high and mighty up on her stage, to ask what he was shouting about - as if it wasn't clear.

"Huh?" Cedric turned to her, blinking. "What, got glitter in your ears? I'm having a Pokémon battle over here!" He gestured towards the two Pokémon. "That thing yours? If so, you better start cheering it on, cause Warden's about t-"

Before he could finish that thought, a chuckle from nearby caught his attention. It came from the tall guy he'd pushed past, who was now imploring them to stop shouting too, Come on, this was a festival, you were supposed to be loud! Right? Man, this small town folk...

The guy introduced himself as Olivier, a scientist, then prompted the others to do the same. It came a little out of nowhere, catching Cedric off guard, and it showed on his face.

"... Cedric?" it sounded more a question than an introduction. Awkwardly, Cedric let go of whatever - or whoever - he'd been leaning on and straightened, tearing his gaze away from the battle long enough to look over the others. (Oh, look, the trash bag was gone now!) He wasn't sure what he'd interrupted, but the lingering tension betrayed that something had been going on - something that this Olivier guy was now trying to fix with a smile and a change of topic. Sure, fine...

He shrugged one shoulder, not really able to claim any title or job comparable to a scientist. "I'm just a dude. With a Pokémon. So, uh, guess that makes me a trainer, huh?"

As if to illustrate his point, sparks and embers flew every which way behind him; the Snubbull's Thunder Fang had earned it a pained yelp and a retaliative Fire Fang in response.
Ok at this point I should just not give any time estimates ever because that just makes it more likely something comes up and prevents me from doing the thing OOPS.
Ohh, it's closing.

Solved this back when the thread was first posted, but even though I love everything about this (the puzzle and some of the fields in the character sheet especially, you know what I'm talking about, I'd wager), I held off on applying since I wasn't sure whether I'd have time and couldn't settle on a character idea. Knowing it's closing almost makes me wanna change my mind now.

Will definitely be reading along either way, though!
Will get back to you on the family question over the weekend. Already know a few things, just gotta get 'em written down.

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In retrospect, Cedric should've probably kept Warden in his ball. Letting a curious, untrained puppy roam free in a place full of people, scents and food wasn't... the best idea he'd ever had, exactly. But considering Warden was meant to be a companion Pokémon for the home, there'd never been a need to recall him, and so Cedric had not.

Damnit, if something happened to the pup, Cedric would never forgive his idiot of an uncle. This was all his fault for asking him to come all this way for-- for what, he still didn't know. At least Warden hadn't ran off too far; Cedric could hear him barking over the noise of the crowd. It was joined by another bark, one he didn't recognize. Great.

Cedric pushed past people faster, one leg still ablaze with pain, gait uneven and unsteady. Soon enough, he realized he was swimming against the current; people were quickly distancing themselves from the stage, and after a few more steps, Cedric understood why. A pungent smell assaulted his senses, and he nearly gagged.

A white-haired man of about his height stood in the way, so Cedric elbowed him to get past, only to catch the strangest sight he'd seen in a while. The performer, draped in extravagant clothes and colours, was yelling at some girl to... put away what seemed to be... thrash? Why the girl was attending a fair with a literal trash bag, Cedric didn't know and didn't really care, because he'd finally found what he came for!

Warden had let out a surprised yelp upon being bitten, and had wasted no time trying to return the favour. It had tried to tackle the Snubbul into a rough play-fight, barking, biting and growling all the while.

"Warden, you can't---" Cedric was about to scold the Growltihe, when he realized neither was actually trying to kill the other - or at least, he was pretty sure they weren't. Hopefully. So, his concerned expression turned to a grin, and his call to quit turned into a-- "Can't let that thing win! C'mon, you got this, we take these!"

One of his hands curled into a fist, the other was used to lean against whoever happened to stand closest for support. The trash bag still smelled.

This was a weird-ass day.
Hi! I appreciate the interest. Unfortunately I'm pretty much at my limit here haha, eight is a lot already and I have two players from the previous iteration that also expressed interest.


Alright, gotcha. Lemme know if room opens up later on, yeah?
This looks awesome, definitely interested in making a character if there's still room!
And imma do it in the next few days, finally catching up on stuff now.
Also voting to keep him as an NPC, and if Digi does return, should be easy for him to jump back in that way too.

Leveled Fell up, advanced her signature move to get to ask even more questions 8D
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