WELCOME TO THE SINNOH REGION, a massive island rich with exploration and Pokemon. Legends say that Sinnoh was the very first Pokemon region to come into being;
and so the nefarious Team Galactic has begun searching for the time and space Pokemon in an effort to destroy and recreate the entire Pokemon Universe. Will you step up, earn your badges,
and fight to defend the world? Or do you believe in Galactic ideals, wishing to follow their efforts in starting anew?
[ 08.15 ] Welcome to Sinnoh! Team Rocket have arrived in Sinnoh and have left a very daunting message here. With the introduction of a new class comes another promo!
Check out the rocket promotion here and stay tuned for many more exciting events!
major news alert!
witness reports from all over the region has been flooding in about strange happenings at the three lakes. what's more perplexing is that these occurrences seem to be happening spontaneously at the lakes. just moments ago, a burst of light erupted at the locations and residents in the vicinity have reported that the lake-side pokemon have turned aggressive and attack on sight.
However, there have been rumours and sightings of the legendary lake trio which has had trainers flocking in from all over the region.
Post by HUNTER HONEYSCUTTLE on Aug 15, 2016 4:33:44 GMT
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In all of us, sometimes deep and sometimes not, there is something to be feared. Hunter learned that a long time ago, which is why she hadn't been sleeping much lately. She really needed a reprieve from work, which was becoming constant and harder to deal with. Littered with dirty smudges and bruises, and even a few bite marks, she took to her hotel gratefully and showered all the grime away.
Sighing into the foggy mirror she brushed herself out and dressed in civilian clothes, lacing up her motorcycle boots and smoothing out her white crop top. Checking out her butt in her dark high waisted jeans, she grinned tiredly into the mirror, sighing at the bags located there. She was full of nothing but nightmares lately, insomniac episodes and night terrors.
She was hoping a day in town would help.
It was no Canalave but it would do, Eternea was a beautiful city and it had a bustling town life. She walked at a brisk pace, smiling and winking at passing females as she walked into a cafe, picking up a coffee and sitting with it outside. She stirred sugar cubes into the pitch black liquid, ignoring the small container of cream on the table.
Maybe she needed to be a bit social? Her stomach turned at the thought but she puffed out her cheeks, spying someone sitting alone a few feet away. She took her cup and moved to his table, admiring his impressive muscle mass. She whistled to grab his attention and smiled at him.
Hunched over the table in his chair, hands clasped, brows furrowed; it wasn’t the type of body language that invited company, but it seemed company was what he’d get. A whistle slides through the air to touch his eardrums. It’s less like he raises his own chin, and more so like his chin is lifted by some ethereal force saying look up and get to know this person.
Warm seems the best adjective to describe her smile, and Jean, after taking a moment to process the request, returns her gesture without a second thought. His lips purse for half a second as if to say why not before he parts them to form words. ”Of course, please, sit...” He rises from his own seat, aiming to pull out the empty chair for the girl, but sooner succeeds in knocking over the glass of iced coffee he ordered. The greatest audible reaction to his own accident is a disgusted sounding sigh, with a facial expression to match, but both things quickly disappear as he grabs nearby napkins to wipe the table down.
A good portion of the liquid is absorbed by a pamphlet detailing Eterna City’s culture. Jean busied himself by reading it just moments earlier, but now its appeal has been overshadowed by a number of other distractions.
”Hopefully you enjoy messes.” he says to the girl, a bit embarrassed, as he cleans.
Post by HUNTER HONEYSCUTTLE on Aug 17, 2016 21:13:34 GMT
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Setting her cup of hot liquid down she hums as he spills his coffee, quickly looking around and grabbing more napkins. She helps him dab at the mess with a grin, shrugging her shoulders and pulling out the chair for herself as they finally clean the mess up.
"I'm a mess myself so I don't mind them at all."
She joked lightly, spying the pamphlet on the table. She picked up the wet paper and flipped through it carefully, trying not to rip it. She hadn't been able to see much of the culture yet due to it being her first day in town, but she made a few noises of interest at what she saw.
"My name's Hunter. Hunter Honeyscuttle, ranger scout extraordinaire. What's your name handsome? What brings you to Eternea?"
Jean only smiles, and takes silent note of her comment about being a mess. A joke, clearly, but he imagines there’s a story behind that selection of words. He wipes away the last of the spillage, and almost goes about explaining the pamphlet before trading names take precedent.
”A Ranger, eh?” His face lights up. ”Well met; Gentleman Ranger Jean Michelle Leroux, at your service.” He bows ever so slightly, adding what he thinks is a bit of flair to the introduction. As for what brought him out ”Eterna City is supposed to holding another festival soon. I never got to see it in my old line of work, and I’d like to amend that before the rangers demand more of my time too."
Post by HUNTER HONEYSCUTTLE on Aug 19, 2016 22:14:40 GMT
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She'd rather never talk about it. The sleepless nights, the voices screaming out to her. She's a mess yes and she knows it, but she doesn't comment on it. Doesn't make her burdens the problem of other people. She sinks back in her chair and grins tiredly at the other ranger, happy she was making more friends. Briefly she was a bit sad she didn't have her cast, because though it was covered in the scrawl of schoolchildren she knew she could find room for him to sign it.
It was a sad hope. But it was there.
"Well, Gentleman Ranger Jean Michelle Leroux, it's a pleasure to meet you! There's a festival soon? I had no idea..."
She sunk further in her chair at the idea of the rangers demanding his time, her time, their time. It was exhausting being a ranger, and she reached up to rub a bruise on her left forearm before sighing.
"They do tend to do that don't they? Monopolize your time?"
She smiled wistfully, she loved her line of work she really did but it was so....hard.
Her slumping is a movement that doesn’t go unnoticed for two reasons. One, in company, Jean was extra conscious of his own posture in relation to others; at the moment, his own spine was near straight as a board. Two, well, they had just met and the distance between her cheerful greeting and tired turn down could be measured in seconds. People’s feelings were their own, but something of a guilty grimace tugged at his lips. Perhaps time (or the lack of it) was a subject he’d avoid.
”It’s all worth it, I hope?” Both a question for Hunter, and a declaration for himself; he has yet to establish any storied history as a ranger. Something he hoped to change, soon enough.
”That bruise on your arm…” Another thing he noticed, in addition to her slump. ”Is that from saving the day somewhere? From doing something worthy?”
Post by HUNTER HONEYSCUTTLE on Aug 21, 2016 22:27:02 GMT
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Was it worth it? Was it really? She nodded to herself, with a small smile. Saving pokemon, helping people, it was all worth it in her books. She leaned forward, resting her arms on the table and chewed on her lip.
"It's always worth it. It sucks sometimes, the constant back to back of the missions honestly. But saving pokemon and people all the time? The smiles and grateful words and cries? It's always worth it."
She sipped from her hot cup, adding another sugar cube and stirring the tar black substance slowly. She swore she could see galaxies in her cup, but really all she could see clearly was her own distorted reflection. She parted her lips when he asked about the bruise, stretching her arm out across the table to show off the black and purple mark. Teeth marks were very faint, but still visible.
"Yeah. Got bit recently by an angry numel. I had to help him out, his trainer chained him up in their yard and left him to rot after moving and abandoning him. So I had to jump the fence and damn thing nearly killed me. We got him out though and he's in the care of a pokemon center now."
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