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 JENSEN BELLEROSE on Aug 7, 2016 12:35:21 GMT
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Jensen scratched the back of his head as he really tried to remember just how back his memory went. He scrunched up his nose cutely, puffing out his cheeks for a moment before smiling at Dakota a bit sheepishly.
"Uh, a few years at best. When I try to think too much it all fades to black. Luckily I remember things that I like, stuff I like to do and such but otherwise it gets fuzzy."
He didn't mention that he'd started to see flashes of color, noises that he couldn't remember. He didn't mention that he thought he was getting his memories back because it seemed silly to him, to wish so hard.
He stared at the Ponyta, feeling a bit anxious about riding a horse.
"Nah I uhm, stayed inside most of my life. I've never even seen one before..."
He managed to wave off Dakota in a friendly way and clambered up on the Ponyta, settling in once he felt the warmth from her mane. Bootes jumped up and scrambled on his lap, not wanting to be running along the ground. Callisto settled on Jensen's head and then there was all of them, on this tiny horse.
"You sure I'm not too big for her? I feel too big. Also I uh, had to get away. It was too much, my parents were pretty much smothering me."
The blonde couldn’t help but snicker quietly, when he spotted the way the other man’s nose scrunched and cheeks puffed. It was a cute expression, and his smile soon softened as the man admitted to having difficulty pinpointing how far back he could recall, exactly. He was at least relieved to hear that it wasn’t a new condition, truthfully.
“I’m sorry to hear it, really. I can’t imagine what it’s like,” Dakota admitted, and soon his amusement grew again as Jensen was visibly worried about riding the Ponyta. “It’s easy, an’ don’t worry. Tails is a strong one, ‘n she’ll let us know if you’re too heavy,” he seemed confident in the small horse’s ability, as Tails shifted her weight a bit to get used to the man’s weight. He was larger than her trainer, definitely.
After watching Tails closely for a moment, he nodded before he started walking south towards Route 204. Normally he’d go on jogs with his pokemon, but he didn’t think Tails could handle the speed at the moment. She was a tough one, but he’d be careful not to push her too far. “I don’t really blame yer parents… I mean, considerin’ the memory loss an’ all, they probably get worried a lot. Though… Then again, you’re also old ‘nough to take care of yourself, I’d think,” he added on with a shrug, having no qualms with walking besides the others.
On the ground, Knuckles walked beside him. He had hopped off Ponyta’s back before Jensen had climbed on, preferring to keep his distance.
Post by JENSEN BELLEROSE on Aug 7, 2016 21:49:43 GMT
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"It's ok, I'm actually pretty used to it."
He admitted softly. It wasn't like he hadn't been living with it for almost 10 years now, and the smothering had finally just gotten too much. He was freaking old enough to take of himself dammit, even if they didn't think so. Part of him wondered what would happen had he never had them though, and the feeling seemed somehow familiar.
"Yeah you say that but I'm twenty-freakin-seven merci beaucoup. Je peux prendre soin de moi."
He slipped into French without thinking about it, the one thing he really didn't seem to have missed in his memory loss. He still flubbed his words, still managed to slip accidentally into french, still managed to fuck up quite severely. He shifted on Tails to cross his arms, grinning down at Bootes who rolled his eyes.
Dakota merely nodded along to what the older man was saying at first, soon blinking in surprise as the guy suddenly switched languages. “French, eh? Can’t say I understand a lick of what ya just said,” the journalist chuckled softly, visibly relaxing as they began putting some distance between them and the destroyed town behind.
“Oh, I was wonderin’ if ya have any specific reason for goin’ to Jubilife? Do y’have family there or a friend to stay with or somethin’?” The journalist was genuinely curious, enjoying how much of a mystery this amnesiac was. He had always loved puzzles. “If not, ya can stay at my place ‘til ya move on, if y’want,” he offered, hardly even considering it. This was just natural for him, to want to help others. Especially Jensen, the man seeming like a damsel in distress at this rate.
Post by JENSEN BELLEROSE on Aug 8, 2016 0:49:42 GMT
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Jensen cursed under his breath, rolling his eyes. Of course he'd go and slip into another language when he wasn't focusing on what he was saying. Of course.
"Fuck, sorry dude. Slips out sometimes, I grew up in a very French neighborhood honestly. At least that's what my parents tell me. Seems my languages were the only thing I didn't really forget."
Jensen hunched his shoulders for a moment before blowing out, lips pursed. He was mostly going to Jubilife because he was following the linear route, or trying to at least. He was running low on pokeballs and potions and needed to stock up.
"Just kinda trying to find my way-wait what? Seriously? Dude that's so rad, I appreciate it man! Damn, I'm a real damsel in distress huh?"
He grinned cheekily, making kissy faces at Dakota.
“It’s fine, really,” Dakota assured the other with a smile, chuckling softly as well. “Hey, it’s better than losin’ everythin’, right?” He added on, wanting to look on the bright side as usual. Plus he found it more entertaining than anything, just another piece of the puzzle that was slowly forming Jensen.
A hearty, genuine laughter escaped the blonde when the older man made the kissy faces and called him a knight in shining armor. “At yer service, m’lady,” Dakota chuckled with a bow, arm bent at his waist to make it look even more formal. After that, for the most part, he just made small talk as they made their way down the road. As solemn as he had been when he first arrived here, he was certainly thankful for this distraction.
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