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You should predecide the order you'll send your pokemon out.

Most fighting game toruney's I go to have that rule about games where you can pick a team of characters. You have to tell the tournament organisers before hand the team of characters you will select and the order before the tournament starts. Everyone is then locked into those picks.

You can do the same each battle, where each trainer/player pre selects their teams order and then sends the list to an independent witness who can post the order that was pm'd to them.
@Whimsley You can set my char as a substitute should someone drop out. I don't mind the other guys taking my spot. Just message me if you have another opening.
@Xan the G Before you get too far with that app: Froakie is considered a rare Pokémon in Huji, and cannot be chosen as a starter. I'm sorry if that throws a wrench in the gears.


Oh no worries. It's not that problematic: what pokemon are starters?




Tsunomon glanced across the table to Gabumon and narrowed his eyes at Gabumon's worry. He took most of the events that conspired for him to be lumbered with Kazero to be an embarrassment and a stain on his reputation. Tsunomon was the result of a strange phenomenon within the digital world. He was in essence a copy of Gabumon. When data is formed into a digimon, especially one with directive data such as linking to a digidestined, there is a possibility of data accidentally being pasted twice, as a means of protection and safety, but usually not within the literal digital world itself, but as a background code. Tsunomon naturally had a complex regarding this and the thought of whether he was intended like his brother and the other digimon before him, or simply a happy accident or pleasant mistake haunted him. He couldn't give in to Kazero and find common ground because he felt he would be condemning himself to the same level. He said nothing, and ultimately, ate nothing either, hopping away from the table. Kazero didn't hear the conversation properly, as he was too busy picking up a peach and a piece of bread while listening to Angemon explain life and death, but he did see Tsunomon and Gabumon exchange words and then Tsunomon hop away. Kazero glanced around at the rest of the group, making sure no one was paying too close attention before he slunk away behind his defacto partner.

"Hey man, where you going? You didn't eat anything," Kazero whispered catching up to Tsunomon in the hallway. Tsunomon just hopped on, not paying attention to Kazero's concern. "More silent treatment. *Pfft* You'll end up talking soon enough. You'll end up liking me too. There's pretty much nothing you can do about it," gested Kazero cockily. "Plus, I haven't done anything recently... I think. The only thing that happened was when your brother spoke to you. Did he say anything?"

"He patronised me. He seems to think I'm not capable of fulfilling my duty as a digidestined," replied Tsunomon, leading Kazero out by sniffing for the exit.

"He said what? What kind of brother is that?" snapped Kazero, accidentally shouting. Tsunomon glared at him menacingly, causing Kazero to grasp his mouth and hush immediately. "He said what...?" whispered Kazero.

"It does not matter; not now."

"Yeah... you'll show him. Once we get some data, we'll show them all." agreed Kazero, happy at the least that Tsunomon was now completely on board.
As Tsunomon and Kazero were walking back towards the main group, Tsunomon slowed his hops to a stand and began to sniffing. Kazero noticed Tsunomon's behaviour and wondered rather he should be on guard.

"Something's wrong?" whispered Kazero.

"Food." replied Tsunomon normally before hopping on. Kazero jogged a few paces to catch up.

"Hey, how fast can you eat?" Kazero asked, perking Tsunomon's interest. Tsunomon turned to face Kazero wondering where he was heading with this. "If we're gonna sneak out it would need to be at a time when no one was looking and we know where everyone was as we bounce. We jet from the dinner table quick enough we get food and our opening." explained Kazero.

"...Agreed." replied Tsunomon before turning and hopping on towards the smell of food. Kazero took in a breath expecting to have to justify his position over Tsunomon's negativity and lack of confidence. He found himself dumbstruck as Tsunomon calmly agreed to his thoughts with little to know rebuttal. So much so Kazero could only stand there with his mouth agape wondering what just happened.
Guys - Life has thrown me a curve ball over the last week or so, which is why I have been missing as long as I have, but I'll defiitely get back into the postin rota over this week
Kryos finally found the trust to mount his steed and followed in toe with everyone else. While he had no interest to actually help the queen in any sense of the word, the reason he lagged at the back of the group was almost completely due to his inferior horse riding skills. He wasn't used to using them for any major amount of time. The desert wasn't a favourable place for most horses due to the sandstorms and quicksand pits that made their hooves nigh obsolete. When he caught up to the group only to hear them discuss the cannibalistic nature of Zora feasting on fish, Kryos rolled his eyes and looked away towards the hold up as Lydia explained what she could see. As soon as she uttered the word Gerudo, Kryos became alert and leaned back, so much so that his steed began to peddle backwards a few steps believing Kyros's sways to be a command. But it seemed his reluctance was juxtaposed to the expectance of everyone else in the group. All eyes fell on him when Lydia proposed that he be an ambassador to the bandits up ahead. Kyros glanced back and forth between their all to calm faces.

"What? Because all people from the desert know each other? Or is it bandits you're lumping together? I haven't met a fellow bandit that didn't try to rob me. I haven't met anyone in the desert that didn't try to kill me. The true cannibals are you Hylian's. You're fat off your own ignorance," blasted back Kyros moving between facetious and broody in tone repeatedly. He put up his hood at this point, figuring they were destined to try their luck. "These are the Gerudo. They are women born from women to bare women. You want to make your way through? Send the women first. They'll let you pass with an offering. Send the men after. They'll want something else from you... if you're lucky. I'm more than willing to wait for nightfall and try sneaking past when the only light is the full moon."
I'm not ashamed to say that I seem to be the weakest rp'er out of this group, not claiming I stink or anything as I'm definitely midcasual generally, but both @xan the G and @Forsythe are taking their chars in a very interesting direction and @vancexentan and @shiny keldeo manage to beat me post length wise about every time. I can't say too much about @NekoJordan yet though, but still this rp is filled with some talented rp'ers.


I can't speak for anyone else, but I think making a journey makes RP'ing so much easier. For me, the journey in this particular RP is of a guy who isn't "The Guy" but there isn't anyone else around to be "The Guy". My character hasn't successfully done anything as of yet. He hasn't even digivolved to the Rookie stage, even with a Diaboromon outside the hideout bunker. That tension makes you interested in how in the world is he going to overcome his obstacles when he has so little going for him. That's his journey. Even now, I'm not completely happy with it. Some ideas came to me after I started and they are a little wobbly now and confusing to lore and such, but it's still more or less the same journey.
"Six!" Kyros took a stand pace forward. He had taken before in like manner, as had the mercenary he was currently dueling with in the other direction. between them stood the royal guardsman from the palace, counting to ten as the officiator for the duel. "Seven!" The mercenary had already drawn his axe and was consistently gripping the hilt with tense hands, chomping at the bit. "Eight!" Kyros had yet to draw a weapon, instead twiddling his fingers at his side like a gunslinger. "Nine!"

"Duel!"

Kyros swivelled and dart forward, keeping his head low and forward and drawing on a butcher knife with his right hand. Kyros held the blade invertedly in his hand and made a rising hay-maker swing just as he got started, he realised that there was a shadow looming over him. Looking up, Kyros understood the axe wielding already had his weapon lowering on his head flat-first to swat Kyrus like a bug. The axe came down with a swoosh onto the grass, but with no Kyros underneath. Instead, a moment later Kyros came crashing down on the chest of the mercenary, pinning him on his back to the floor and holding his blades at the man's neck. The mercenary was surprised, then angry. They were there for a moment longer as Kyros edged the blades up to the man's neck.

"Grass eating thiefworm. That's what you said, right?" recalled Kyros vengefully the guards began to march towards Kryos, but were called to a halt by the leader who raised his hand. Kyros's hand shook as he pontificated over what he would do next. To the relief of the mercenary and the guardsmen, he relinquished his blades and stood up walking away. "When you go home and you tell them you weren't good enough to earn the Queen's seal, remember to tell them that a grass-eating theifworm was... but you weren't." he mocked.




Kyros was the last to arrive at the stables. As he approached what he assumed was his horse, the animal whinnied and raised it's head, putting Kyros on guard. He flinched back reach at his butcher knife. He wondered whether it was even worth it. Where they were going might even be within walking distance.
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