Psychosocial [Anton - Modded]

[Caramell 🍬]

 
MISHU MIZUMA
Dark Type Trainer •
Education / Science

Rain poured on the sidewalk in soft pitter-patters. It splashed against the cold concrete and created puddles along the ground as bursts of lightning lit up the dark world around them. It was noon, a time when the sun’s usually bright and cheerful rays would break from between two gentle and fluffy stratocumulus clouds layered in the cherubically delicate blue skies above. Instead, heavy cumulonimbus clouds ladened with rain covered the heavens, their dark grey bottoms like omens piercing through the veil. Bright streaks of electricity surged from their bottoms in jagged lines, creating a loud sizzling sound as they raced to the ground.

Mishu pulled the transparent raincoat over her outfit and stared up quietly at the day skies above. She observed how the world around her slowly transformed with muted hues reminiscent of mid-evening hours. A dark shadow covered their world and created a milky haze through the heavy downpour that drenched the land underneath. Many wandered between the shops with large umbrellas they would fold and unfold in between their crossings over thresholds into and out of the nearby businesses. Small kids with large, inquisitive eyes and chubby fingers sticky from some unknown candy they’d recently consumed pointed to the large clouds above.

As a clap of thunder roared through the cumulonimbus formations and caused them to shudder, some of the youngsters would jump and sream in terror. Their loud shriek caused some of the older citizens trapped in this dreary landscape to complain verbally, angry eyes turning their harsh gaze upon them. “You hush up all that nonsense, ya here? It’s just a lil thunder, ain’t nothin’ to be scared about!” An old man with a wiry grey beard that came down to his chest and a receding hairline to match knelt down, clasping his wrinkled hands permanently tanned from years of toiling in the hot summer sun onto his knees, and peered at the small child firmly. “There’s plenty of things to be scared of, lil lass. Thunder ‘n lightning…well, ‘tis jus’ ain’t one of those things!”

The old gentleman would shove of just as easily, unbothered by the dirty glares the mother gave. He even brushed her words off as easily as he turned a corner and disappeared into the hazy rain. Mishu hummed softly to herself in her seat, warm amber eyes like drops of honey casting their gaze into the precipitation. A young woman with thick, curly black hair walked over to her table carrying a small pitcher of water in a transparent glass. She paused for a moment, fingernails tapping the bridge in the middle of her pastel pink glasses that she would then push up onto her freckled face and nodded towards Mishu’s cup. “More water, miss?” The waitress’ voice was soft like a church mouse trying to sneak away with a stray breadcrumb on the floor, and rested on the ears with a delicate, harmonic tune.

Mishu turned to her nearly empty glass, those same warm honey-drop eyes staring quietly before darkening into Dijon mustard as she contemplated her answer. Would she continue her time at the table, nibbling on sweet pastries and sipping on refreshing glasses of water for a spell longer? She sighed, nodding her head gently with a gesture towards the tall glass. “Sure. I really appreciate it, Miss Britney.” Mishu added, making sure to commit the waitress’ name to memory if only for a short spell while their two worlds collided into one. Britney easily tipped the pitcher over the glass and drizzled a fair amount, along with some chunks of ice that passed from pitcher to cup, before straightening herself once more and ambling off to another table.

Set at Day

WORD COUNT: 615 words
OOC: Only bringing Flyleaf and Blondie for now. ^^ Thread is near the edge of Route 32 for mod convenience.

^{Mishu | Ziggy | Tool | Blondie | Flyleaf | Oliver | Civet}

[antonius]

(OOC: Selenia's party shall consist of Hydran the squirtle, Muddy the Mudkip, and Frogger the Froakie)

Selenia is walking through the thunderstorm with her three water starter Pokemon enjoying the weather. Muddy is looking for any and all mud puddles to jump in and finding a few. This leaves traces of mud up to her knees. Hydran walks along the sidewalk watching the lightning only to jump if the thunder is nearby. The new member to the team, Frogger, is sitting on top of Selenia's head lashing out his tongue to get the occasional rain drop trying not to slip off of Selenia's rain jacket. Selenia tries to keep tabs on Muddy but she knows her mudkip quite well when it comes to weather like this. Even in this weather it pleases Selenia to see her Pokemon so happy.

Now, where is this Dark Teacher by the name of Misha? Mishu? Mushu?

She shakes her head due to being aggravated with herself because of forgetting the name of the dark specialist trainer. The shaking makes Frogger hop down to her right shoulder. Selenia finds a cafe with an outdoor roof and tables. She heads towards the roof hoping to have a chance to look at the poster she found about this dark specialist. As she gets underneath the roof, she bumps into a waitress with black curly hair holding a pitcher of ice water. The water spills partially on Selenia raincoat.

"I'm sorry, miss, I wasn't looking where I was going."

The waitress studies the pitcher being thankful not all the water spilled out. It amuses her to see a froakie now on the cement trying to lick up the water that formed a small puddle in the cement.

"Ma'am, it looks like your frog needs a good drink. If you take a seat, I can get you and your Pokemon some water and anything else."

Selenia looks at the waitress oddly until she notices the weight from her shoulder missing. She looks around to see Frogger licking up the spilled water.

"It is possible Frogger is thirsty but he does have a tendency to taste any water he sees. Part of me wonders if he can tell the difference of water from different sources. Pokemon can have abilities that us humans don't have or even consider. I know this is a long shot but have you seen a woman fitting this description?"

Selenia opens up her raincoat and fetches out the poster she found about Mishu. She unfolds it and lets the waitress look at it. To her surprise, the waitress chuckles and then points at a table behind them. Selenia looks over and sees a woman fitting the description to a tee. The sight makes Selenia chuckle as well at the situation. The chuckle makes Frogger look up at her as he attempts to climb her leg. Hydran finds his way over to Selenia and nudges the other leg. Muddy walks over and slaps some mud on the back of Selenia's jeans irritating her. This makes Selenia turn around to face her first Pokemon who looks up at her with a big smile. Now Muddy is half covered in mud. All Selenia could do is roll her eyes back into her head. A few moments later a deep sigh escapes her lungs and mouth.

"I'm glad to see you all enjoying this weather. If the waitress is correct, our goal is right before us. Let us go up and meet this Dark Pokemon Trainer."

The four of them walks over to the stranger with Muddy still in the rain, Frogger hopping at her feet, and Hydran trailing behind her.

"Excuse me, do you mind if we join you? I'm looking for a trainer by the name of Mishu. She specializes in Dark Pokemon and seems to be a teacher or educator about them. My name is Selenia Hydrius and these are my water starter Pokemon. The one who is still playing in the rain is Muddy the Mudkip. The Froakie down here at my feet and now on the table is Frogger. I suggest you to cover your water glass. The squirtle behind me is Hydran."

Frogger jumps up on a chair and then onto the table. He hops close to Mishu's glass looking towards it with tongue dangling out a little. Muddy walks up to the pants of Mishu. Hydran walks next to the chair Frogger used.

"Muddy, don't even think about it. This person is a stranger. Frogger, you have tasted enough water for the time being."

Both Pokemon look back at Selenia and Frogger pulls his tongue back in. Muddy sits down and she looks at Selenia.

(782 words, 600 to egg)

[Caramell 🍬]

 
MISHU MIZUMA
Dark Type Trainer •
Education / Science

Rich amber eyes hued as though they were created by splashing a drop of honey in each studied Selenia with a warm smile. She was a young woman and was at least a decade Mishu’s junior, causing the ebony-toned educator to mentally realize the marching sands of time that never paused in their trajectory. She was wise in her years, gathering information to help her form her opinions around her research, and used these same facts with the local inhabitants of the region to help them better understand her beloved typing. “I don’t mind at all.” Mishu informed Selenia with a gesture of one hand to the free seat across from her. The pastries were delicious, even if they weren’t exactly healthy for her. Why not spend a moment here a while longer?

“I’m Mishu. Mishu Mizuma, to be exact. I run the infamously known Mizuma Education Center that allows scholars of all backgrounds and skill levels to study within their doors.” Mishu nodded, happy to inform Selenia she’d found the right person. Was it another hopeful candidate for her Education Center? They could easily approach admissions and sign up for classes, without the need to find her in the streets first. Perhaps, it was something else altogether? Beyond most of the inhabitants knowing about her education center that was something like an academy and a college in one, she really wasn’t expecting her name to be so well known.

It could have been the housewives of Cherrygrove speaking about the time I convinced them to let me handle the energetic Grimer that had them so disgruntled. Or even Azalea Town’s gossip chain, considering I helped them track down and calm the Pancham that were wreaking havoc on their properties… She hummed thoughtfully to herself, trying to pinpoint where Selenia might have picked up her name from. Mishu’s eyes followed from one Pokémon to the next. They were all water types, but that wasn’t the only similarity that Mishu easily recognized. They were part of a group of Pokémon commonly referred to as ‘Starters’ – that being Pokémon who were rarely found in the wild and were only given out as starters from the region’s local Professor. “So…is your interest in Water Types, or starters? Or both?”

Mishu reached her hand over her glass instinctively and smiled. The small blue frog hopped up onto the table, making himself at home easily, and eyed her glass just seconds before she rescued it from the small amphibian’s wet tongue. “I’m sorry, little one, but this glass is for me.” Mishu waved to her waitress as Britney ambled by and motioned to the small frog. “Is there any way we can get a small dish of water for Miss Selenia’s Pokémon?” Britney pulled out her notepad and jotted away with a quick nod, before hurrying off. She would disappear through the doors of the restaurant, then pop back out with a small dish within minutes. “Here you guys go! Drink up!” She smiled as she placed it on the ground for them.

“Seems I’ve created a fan.” She joked with a warm smile. “Is there something I can help you with, Selenia, or is there something you’d like to know?” She asked, turning her attention back to a small raspberry flavored pastry on her plate, which she picked up and took a polite bite off of. The flavors were rich, and though sugar was a prominent ingredient in making the pastry, it didn’t overpower the original flavors of the fruity berry they blended into the dough before baking. There was also a distinct hint of cinnamon that seemed to heighten the raspberry flavors, as well.

Set at Day

WORD COUNT: 619 words
OOC: :3 More conversation, yay! Wanna call a mod after your next response or mine?

^{Mishu | Ziggy | Tool | Blondie | Flyleaf | Oliver | Civet}

[antonius]

Selenia nods as she takes the seat Mishu offered her. She was tempted to sit anyways but always polite to ask beforehand in case the other person was wanting to be left alone. It also pleased her that Mishu asked for water for her three Pokemon. When the same waitress she bumped into brought out the bowls and filled them with water, Frogger hops down to one bowl, Hydran walks over to another bowl, and Muddy dives head first in the last one. It only takes a few seconds for Muddy to move the bowl around so much that she flips it on top of herself. She then flings the bowl at Hydran. This, in turn, makes the squirtle use water gun on Muddy partly cleaning her off. The two Pokemon get into a scuffle with both rolling out into the rain. Froggen than proceeds to finish his bowl of water and then goes over to Hydran's to finish it. Selenia puts her left hand to her forehead as she shakes it back and forth slowly.

"I started my journey as a water specialist. Muddy was my first Pokemon since I attempted a journey in Hoenn as a contest coordinator. Due to a bad leg break and some other personal issues, I came to Jhoto to start anew. This is where I met Hydran who I sort of named after my boyfriend who is here in Jhoto as well. Hydran and Muddy can get along at times but do fight for my attention a decent amount. Frogger is a more recent acquiring through distant family in Kalos. They happen to find out about my water journey and figured having the water starter from there would be a nice addition. I'll admit, I am curious why certain Pokemon are picked to be starters instead of others beyond rarity."

A loud crack of thunder drew Selenia's attention back to the storm and briefly lost in memories of Hoenn. There been a few big storms on the coast of Hoenn with rumors that Kyogre was awakening up or at least having bad dreams. Frogger hops up onto Selenia's leg barely able to look over the table towards Mishu. This interruption brings Selenia back to the present.

"As for my reason for finding you, in a way you inspire me to talk about the joys of having water types around. I admit that I would have an unfair advantage over many other Pokemon types due to the sheer number of water Pokemon that there would be one water Pokemon who could get the attention of almost everyone. Part of that advantage of numbers is water type is one of the very few that overlap with every other type out there. The biggest concern is I would be ignored. This fear, which very few people actually know about, is one of the major reasons why I quit the coordinator dream."

A down face look appears as Selenia drops her head towards Frogger. When Frogger sees Selenia's face, he decides to lick her nose which makes Selenia laugh. The laughter stops the fight between Hydran and Muddy who comes up to Selenia's chair. They both notice Frogger on her lap. Hydran is first to shoot a water gun at Frogger but misses. Instead, the shot goes underneath Selenia's leg portion of the rain coat getting her clothes wet. Even with the miss, the attempt makes Frogger jump towards Selenia's head. In mid jump, Muddy attempts a water gun only to hit the buttons holding the top half of Selenia's water jacket getting her top partially wet. Frogger partially lands on the hood only for it to slide off the back of Selenia's head making Frogger land on the ground behind her.

"HYRDAN!! MUDDY!!"

The tone was enough for both Pokemon to walk behind Selenia and cower with heads bent down. Frogger bent his head down even if his name wasn't called. After taking a few deep breaths, Selenia removes her water jacket and pants.

"Well, I guess since I'm now partially soaked, I won't be needing this. As you can see, a couple of my Pokemon are quite playful to put it nicely. Neither Hydran or Muddy mean any real harm but they do get carried away. I would ask Anton, my boyfriend, on suggestions how to keep them better under control but he has only been on his journey a few months more than me. I did quite well in school but quickly learning that what is taught in class can be a challenge to apply in reality. There are some trainers who travel with their Pokemon in their balls almost constantly with the obvious exception of battling or using an unique ability. I and Anton prefer ours out in order to better understand them and in turn our Pokemon to understand us. I suspect that almost each trainer has their problem Pokemon who either gets too playful or have a mind of their own even after being captured. Ultimately, even if I don't have the personalty or looks to teach people, I really want to understand water types. This is really where you come into play in understanding my own Pokemon. It probably safe to say that even with all of the researches out there, there will still be plenty to learn about Pokemon in general and countless sub fields to explore."

(898 words, 600 to egg, thanks again Caramell for allowing this group thread, summoning a MOD)

[Pixel]

As the pair of trainers spoke, getting to know each other and their reasons for being here on this stormy afternoon, the pokemon world around them teemed with life. A shellos crept up the side of a trashcan to try to steal some snacks. A flock of pidgey's fluffed and fluttered and flopped about in a puddle as they took advantage of the rain to get themselves clean. Though if they dithered too long, they'd become waterlogged and unable to fly properly! Other pokemon skittered through the underbrush and made the flowers along the path shuffle and sway. It was hard to tell exactly what was crawling around there in the greenery, but it could be anything from bellsprout to the far more elusive budew. 

Suddenly, with a sharp crack of lightning lighting the scene, a little streak of blue bounced rapidly across the street, splashing through mud puddles and right up to where the pair were having their discussion, practically darting behind Mishu's legs. In hot pursuit was a bellsprout. It launched a vine out and grabbed the Azurill by the thinner part of its tail and yanked it back, sending the Azurill flying into the air. It flipped a few times with a cry before landing on its tail and springing up once more. It...could be a game? Neither looked like they were hurting the other, but boy the Azurill was sure trying its best to escape...

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ooc// I am just assuming you're eating on the patio of a cafe or something, you can correct me if I'm wrong.

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A [LV 10] Bellsprout is...playing(?) with a [LV 8] Azurill.
Weather is: RAIN

Shiny? X3Hti23Np_1-42p_1-42

SPOILER: Click to show

Rare? p_1-6 Uncommon? p_1-3 Common? p_1-3 Bellsprout p_8-12
Rare? p_1-6 Azurill p_8-12

1-42·1-42·1-6·1-3·1-3·8-12·1-6·8-12

[Caramell 🍬]

 
MISHU MIZUMA
Dark Type Trainer •
Education / Science

Mishu listened to Selenia’s story, nodding quietly as the other girl spoke. It was hard to imagine inspiring yourself after an injury, though many individuals with serious muscle or bone injuries were often informed of the benefits of water therapy for their injuries. “That must have been painful.” Mishu quietly interjected, picking up her glass of water and taking a nice, deep gulp. It was refreshing and had a cooling effect that ran down her chest as the water flowed through her esophagus. “How long were you down for from your injury? Did they recommend water therapy for your healing process?”

Selenia explained her passion and the demons that held her back. Fear was the antithesis to hopes. They were the thief of many dreams, making sure that by paralyzing you that each failure is the end, and every defeat is proof of why you shouldn’t even try. Many kids would get their heads wrapped up in these strong emotions – useful, in their way of letting us know what to look out for and consider – that they would be crippled by these same overpowering emotions. “Don’t do it for them.” Mishu broke from her usual, ‘Always Sunny’ disposition, the years of living into her thirties showing if only briefly in her eyes.

Humans had no effect on Mishu’s chosen path, though she offered close partnerships with many of the young minds that walked through the front doors of her estates. They were fresh, impressionable, ready to learn scholars who could help mold a brighter future if they weren’t stifled early on. “Do it for the Pokémon.” That same rich smile washed back over Mishu’s face, bringing the rich cheer and happy demeanor she’d carried about wherever she went. She called forth a long, lanky badger who black-and-white stripes might have blended in amongst a herd of Zebstrika. Ziggy lifted himself up before pressing his head into Mishu’s hand and growling cheerfully. “We found Ziggy as a young pup that some street kids from my youth in Galar loved to beat up on. We nursed him back to healthy and he’s been with me ever since.”

A soft sigh escape Mishu’s lips. The smile washed over her face never wavered from her lips. The water-trio seemed to be quite a mess for poor Selenia, who was splashed by their attacks and had part of her clothes drenched. “Maybe you can borrow the women’s room really quick? Switch into something more…dry?” She giggled, before turning her attention to two new additions as a small blue mouse quite literally darted behind her in an attempt to escape a carnivorous plant. Bellsprout weren’t known to capture things much larger than bugs in their traps…were they? So why was this one in such a rush to seize this little guy? “Flyleaf, come see what’s going on, will you?”

Flyleaf walked over to the two with an annoyed look on her face, while crossing her thick arms over her chest. They looked like absolute chumps! Who cared why they were playing some rousing game of ‘tag’ with Each other?! She curled up into a ball and began rolling after them in hot pursuit. “Hey! Yap and Trap, why are you two chasing each other!? What in the world happened to cause your washed-up forms to get your whiskers all twisted anyways?! Someone steal someone’s favorite rock or something equally as dumb!?” She roared with a loud laugh, thinking those the best burns she could have laid into the two ragtag opponents she was called out to battle against.

“I don’t suppress my Pokémon.” Mishu added with a gentle smile and a glance over to Muddy and Frogger. While they were innocent right now, after evolution the general public would be less warm and welcoming to ridiculous antics. It was a dangerous path to navigate if you weren’t careful, as an accident from a stronger Pokémon often came with serious consequences. “Get to know each of them individually, and you’ll see the commonality that connects all water types. Beyond their affinity for water itself and their skill at using water-based moves. However, even I call mine back into their ball if its for the safety of others. Knowing your Pokémon must include that, as they are living, sentient creatures with their own personalities, motives, and quite possibly goals.” Mishu added with a slight serious note.

Set at Day

WORD COUNT: 733 words
OOC: Sending out Flyleaf and using Rollout on Bellsprout!

^{Mishu | Ziggy | Tool | Blondie | Flyleaf | Oliver | Civet}

[antonius]

Selenia looks at her new friend curiously as she responds to what Selenia has shard so far. Some of the thoughts of this woman are intriguing.

"It took about six months for the leg to heal and probably another 3-4 months for physical therapy. Since there are plenty of lakes around Hoenn, the instructor used one of the smaller ones to help with the therapy. I can still remember Muddy being right beside me trying to imitate what I was doing during the therapy. I'm not sure if she thought I was trying to teach her new Pokemon moves or dance moves for the next competition we were going to be in. I tried my best to explain to her that we'll have to wait and see how the leg handles the weight. After the recovery, the therapist said we could try rejoining the coordinator trail but did suggest to go easy on the routines."

She was annoyed with the water attacks but at same time she didn't want to change clothes. It isn't the first time her water starters got her wet and may not be the last time. It only really matters if she was going to see Anton or out on the road where she could face off against a trainer in a match.

"Thanks for the offer, Mishu, but I don't mind being a little wet. Muddy has always been the playful one and looks like her interacting with other Pokemon is making her even more so. I do wonder if she gets jealous since she is my very first one. One of the things Professor Birch did tell me about Muddy is she was the runt of the litter of the other mudkips and the smallest of the Hoenn starters when I picked mine up from him. This made me pay that much more attention to her. This all changed after the incident that broke my leg. I had to focus more on my healing and therapy instead of her."

As she was explaining how she got so attached to Muddy, a pair of wild Pokemon came through where they are sitting. The two reminds her of the two she currently has who are quite playful. The pairing of the wild Pokemon is a bit odd. From what she could remember of her water Pokemon studies, the blue mouse ball looking Pokemon, is azurill who is actually a normal\fairy who later evolves into a water\fairy. The other is a common grass\poison type bell sprout. Seeing this Pokemon reminds her of the story from Anton on how he got his cyndaquil.

"One of the stories Anton has told me about Jhoto, specifically Violet, is that there is a tower named after the bell sprout. I wonder if this one is from there and is on a mission from the monks or if it is a wild one who just grew up in the area. From what I could gather from Anton, he wasn't too happy on how they were treating a cyndaquil. It still amazes me on how humans can treat Pokemon. I've heard and even seen some nasty humans treating their Pokemon with little to no respect. In case of Jhoto and Kanto, there is Team Rocket who sometimes abuses their mons. In case of Hoenn, Team Aqua and Team Magma are the rough ones even if both groups claim to be working with the Pokemon to expand their respective environments. Hey Frogger, since you been the one behaving the best, I'll let you go see what the two party crashers are doing. You may want to use bubble on the azurill to gets it's attention."

Frogger turns his attention to the two new Pokemon and sees a rolling apicorn with legs chasing them down. Frogger tries his best to catch up. Once he gets as straight of line as possible, he releases a stream of bubbles towards the blue ball mouse.

"After I realized that my dream of being a coordinator went down the drain, I knew I had to start over. As much as I enjoyed getting to know my Hoenn friends and even started a friendly rivalry with a Sinnoh coordinator who decided to try out the Hoenn circuit, I came here to be closer to home and to reconnect with Anton. Sometimes you don't know how much you miss and care for someone until you meet them again some time later. Anton met me at New Bark to connect with Professor Elm. He was with me when I got Hydran. I sort of named Hydran after both myself and Anton."

After listening to the last bit about how to treat her Pokemon, Selenia considers it as she watches the fight start to develop between Frogger and Mishu's Pokemon and the two wild mons.

"Hmm, I guess it would be easier to travel with some of my Pokemon in their balls. Some of my others have been useful to scout ahead or act as body guards. I really do try to get to know my water Pokemon but maybe I do need to learn how to be more strict with them as well."

(Frogger uses bubble on the azurill)

[AshenPhoenix]

The Bellsprout didn't even notice the two Pokémon until Flytrap started yelling whilst rolling towards them like a boulder. As she managed to catch up to the other Grass type, she rolled over it, pushing it face-first into a muddy puddle.

"HEY! What's your problem?!" Bellsprout yelled, annoyed, trying to shake the mud off itself. Its thin, leafy arms flailed in frustration, splattering more mud around.

Meanwhile, Azurill, having rolled a few times from the final yank by the plant Pokémon, hopped back onto its tail and tried to bounce away from the trouble. Its round, blue body wobbled as it struggled to maintain balance.

"Oh me, oh my, I have to get away now!" it stuttered, exhausted from the "game" they were playing, which felt little more than the stronger Pokémon bullying the baby Pokémon. The fear and fatigue were evident in its wide, watery eyes.

As Azurill made its slow escape, it glanced back nervously at the two Grass types. Bellsprout, still shaking off mud, was now glaring at Flytrap with a mixture of anger and humiliation. Before the little blue baby Pokémon knew it, something exploded right in its face, tossing it off its tail and onto its back! A frog-like Pokémon was shooting strong Bubbles at it. Azurill flailed its legs, trying to get back on its tail.

"Whyyy? What did I dooo?!" it lamented, its voice quivering with distress. The Bubble attack had left it even more disoriented, and it struggled to comprehend why it was being targeted. It whipped its tail wildly, just as the Nuzleaf got close, tripping her.

While all of this was going on, the storm was clearing up just as swiftly as it appeared. Clouds split, allowing warm rays of sunshine to radiate upon the humid ground. Bellsprout flexed proudly, taking advantage of the moment. "A-ha! We'll see how you're going to deal with THIS!" the thin plant Pokémon absorbed the light into itself, causing it to grow noticeably, its twiggy appendages seemingly gaining what looked like muscle mass. Playtime was over.

Wild Encounter

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Weather: Humid [Clear]

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Bellsprout LV 10
HP 64% [21/33]

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Azurill LV 08
HP 57% [16/28]

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Flytrap LV 16
HP 100% [53/53]

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Frogger LV 11
HP 100% [33/33]

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Bellsprout [Chlorophyll]: Healthy [+1 Atk; +1 Sp Atk]
Azurill [??]: Healthy
Flytrap [Early Bird]: Healthy [-1 Def]
Frogger [Torrent]: Healthy

SP29 Flytrap used Rollout on Bellsproout! [-12]
SP24 Frogger used Bubble on Azurill! [-12]
SP16 Bellsprout used Growth!
SP10 Azurill used Tail Whip on Flytrap! Flytrap's defence fell!

SPOILER: Click to show

Flytrap:
Rollout hit? FMWIzNyjp_1-100 yus
Rollout crit? p_1-16 nu
Rollout dmg p_1-16 12
Froggy:
Bubble crit? p_1-16 close but no cigar
Bubble dmg p_1-16 12
Slow? p_1-100 nah
Bellsprout:
Move? p_1-2 Growth
Azurill:
Move? p_1-4 Tail Whip
On who? p_1-2 Flytrap

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[Caramell 🍬]

 
MISHU MIZUMA
Dark Type Trainer •
Education / Science

Mishu listened quietly as Selenia explained the difficult journey she went through after her injury. Water therapy was one of the quickest recommendations in some medical circles for the seemingly miraculous properties that it held on to the body. By almost removing gravity on the body, it took most of the weight off the joints, allowing them to better heal. It also gave those with damaged portions the ability to focus on reusing the same muscles and joints they’d once loss the usage of, without the crippling effects of gravity holding them back. “Pokemon are smarter than we realize, sometimes.” Mishu smiled, her rich amber gaze turning to the blue fish-like Pokemon. “I bet Muddy was trying to support your recovery in his own way.”

Mishu nodded with a smile. She wasn’t entirely surprised that an avid water-lover wouldn’t mind being wet. It was as much a part of the package as most would suspect Mishu of preferring to be out in the wee hours of the night. Some of the best Dark Types would awake only after the sun slowly climbed down beyond the horizon, allowing the moon and the stars to shine in all their glory. She would actively hunt for the moon in the middle of the day as well, sometimes pointing it out to her colleagues who just nodded, since the moon never truly disappeared just because the sun arose. The stars were still there, now hidden by the bright waves of the sun’s glory itself, as well. “Mudkip is a common starter for new trainers in your home region, aren’t they? For us, it’s typically Scorbunny, Sobble, or Grookey.” She explained.

Flyleaf laughed as she rolled across the ground. The more she rolled about, the faster she became, creating a harder-hitting attack with each passing moment. It felt powerful though the colors all faded into a strange blur. Some of the gathering citizens of the area moved out of the way and pointed with mild interest at the four Pokemon locked inside of a battle. “What’s the matter, shriveled up salad remains?! Can’t keep up with me or something?! Go cry to your mommy!” Flyleaf snapped, curling around the base of a large oak tree and swinging back in Bellsprout’s direction. She was hoping to knock the wild plant about again with her rollout and aimed to slam directly into Bellsprout’s body. Maybe she could knock it flat out into the mud again?

Mishu studied the wild plant for a moment and frowned. There was a Sprout Tower somewhere in the city and even a Bell Tower, though she hadn’t taken the chance to visit either. Those rich amber hues turned towards the long, winding road that traveled back to the heart of Violet and stared with a quiet hum. “I would think one of the monks would be out with this one, if that was the case.” She added with a soft smile that edged with an almost frown near the ends. “But we could always travel there and ask ourselves, if you think that’s the case?” It would give them a direction to head, and if it was an escaped Bellsprout then they could easily return it back to its rightful owner(s).

Mishu nodded as Selenia considered her words. Traveling was one of the reasons for carrying them in their balls more often for most trainers. It was usually not Mishu’s main purpose. In fact, she often let them wonder outside of their balls and would only recall them if they needed a rest or were otherwise causing trouble for the society at large around them. “People have a hard time forgetting misconceptions they have. So to lessen the burden of my Dark Types giving the wrong impression, I sometimes recall them if I think they would otherwise cause someone else grief. If that makes sense. I’m only hurting the type as a whole, if I didn’t care what others thought and just let my Pokemon react however they like, even if their misconceptions would be false.” She stated simply.

Set at Day

WORD COUNT: 684 words
OOC: Sending out Flyleaf and using Rollout on Bellsprout!

^{Mishu | Ziggy | Tool | Blondie | Flyleaf | Oliver | Civet}

[antonius]

When Mishu mention that she thought Selenia was originally from Hoenn surprised her. She thought she mention Kanto but probably forgot or didn't make it clear.

"I apologize, Mishu, I am originally from Cerulean City, Kanto. I grew up admiring the trainers of the water gym there which is where I got my love for water types. One of the gym leaders by the name of Misty was my favorite even if she was the youngest of her sisters. The typical water starter for Kanto is squirtle. It did surprise me that Elm had the Kanto starters instead of the Jhoto available when I got to New Bark. I don't remember if I ever asked him why but at same time matters little to me. As much as I want to be a coordinator, there doesn't seem to be a demand for contests here in Jhoto nor in Kanto from what I remember. I do have a personal goal of at least meeting all of the water types out there. There are a few of the legendaries who are water types and I don't expect to catch any of those but be nice to meet them."

Selenia realizes that she been talking about herself a bit too much and gets embarrassed.

"I have realized I've been talking about myself instead asking about you and your Dark type. If I remember correctly from my school years, dark types aren't exactly common. I'm not sure how many gym leaders in the world are dark types. Water, being one of the three starter types, has a good number of gym leaders represented in the different Pokemon leagues. I'm not sure about the Elite 4 of each region on which types are all represented. I guess I never realized how the representation of each type is in the Pokemon League set up. I can see why you are trying your hardest to teach others about dark types since they may not have the representation as other types have in the public eye. Is it wrong to say that dark types are more likely to be out at night or in dark places like caves? I would think dark types personalities are as varied as any other Pokemon out there but is there any particular trend in personality? I've definitely noticed a variety in my water types. How many dual types are there with dark types? I'm not certain how many water types are dual dark. All I know is I believe water is the only one or two types that has a dual type with the rest of the types."

The Pokemon fight catches Selenia's attention as the sun breaks out through the clouds and it was drawing a crowd. She thought about what Mushu said about perceptions. She doesn't want this fight to go on any longer than it has too and the mystery of where the two came from needs to be solved. It would be interesting to see if the bellsprout truly came from the famed tower in town. The azurill could have been some random Pokemon that ran across this bellsprout.

"Frogger, use quick attack on the azurill in order to make this fight go quicker."

Selenia than realizes the pun she just did and chuckles a little.

"Sorry for the pun, Mishu. I do want this fight to be fast so it won't make much of a mess. At same time, I don't want to push Frogger too much since this will be his first battle. I am thankful you are willing to take on the bellsprout since I doubt Frogger would be as effective against the plant."

(OOC: Frogger uses quick attack against azurill)

[Pixel]

<I will make you regret this!> the bellsprout challenged angrily at the nuzleaf. However, that thread was cut very, very short as it was immediately put back on the run as its foe started rolling at it again, even faster this time. It flailed about and tried to run. Azurill watched with wide, panicked eyes and tried to hop away. But unfortunately, before it could do so, something slammed into it from behind and knocked it into one of the many puddles that were on the street, remnants of the rainstorm. It started to cry pitifully, small and helpless and uncertain of what it had done to get bullied so badly by everyone today!

As the azurill started to lose hope, the bellsprout was suddenly flattened beneath Flyleaf and its twiggy body became a flattened impression on the ground. That last blow knocked it out cold. Well, that was one meanie down? 

The azurill sniffled and tried to get back up, but all it managed to do was flop and splash about weakly in the puddle that was just a touch too deep for it to get proper footing with how flustered it was right now. <I won't bother you! J-just let me go! I'll go, I swear!>


Wild Encounter

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Weather: Humid [Clear]

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Bellsprout LV 10
HP 0% [0/33]

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Azurill LV 08
HP 29% [8/28]

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Flyleaf LV 16
HP 100% [53/53]

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Frogger LV 11
HP 100% [33/33]

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Bellsprout [Chlorophyll]: Fainted
Azurill [??]: Healthy
Flyleaf [Early Bird]: Healthy [-1 Def]
Frogger [Torrent]: Healthy

SP24+ Frogger used quick attack on Azurill! [-8]
SP29 Flyleaf used Rollout on Bellsprout! [-24] Hit? B64VDtctp_1-100

SP16 Bellsprout is KO'd
SP10 Azurill used Splash! p_1-100 Nothing happened.1-100·1-100

[Caramell 🍬]

 
MISHU MIZUMA
Dark Type Trainer •
Education / Science

Mishu scratched the nape of her neck as her cheeks lightened to a rich mahogany tone compared to her general ebony hues. What an embarrassing moment! “My apologies on that, Miss Selenia. I guess I assumed Hoenn while looking at Muddy.” She laughed, turning her attention to the mudfish. “You started with him during your contest years in Hoenn though, right? I shouldn’t have assumed that meant you were from Hoenn, however, I’m terribly sorry about that.” She added. It may have a small mistake and one that might be easy to see how she misunderstood. It still was one born from assumptions, which was a terrible thing to let yourself do.

“Dark types are definitely rarer when you compare it to other types.” Mishu scratched her chin and hummed, one eyes carefully surveying the battle before them. Their Pokemon seemed to handle their own just fine. The Azurill – a known baby Pokemon seemingly lost in the wild grasses – and the carnivorous plant species Bellsprout. Come to think of it, baby Pokemon were oddities to see without their parents. “That Azurill is a Baby Pokemon, so you would think it’s Marill or Azumarill parents would be nearby…” There was also the possibility that something happened to its original wild-bred parents, however, which would be a worse scenario to consider.

“Flyleaf, please cease and desist! You’ve done a terrific job with Bellsprout. We shouldn’t harm the baby, though! It’s parents must be worried sick!” Mishu gestured to the battlefield, and more importantly to the small Azurill. “Can you watch the fight while I check the area?” So long as Selenia agreed and didn’t mind, Mishu would then turn away and jog around the area. She would check behind every bench and along the shorelines of the nearby lake, hoping to spot a small aquatic mouse or two, only to jog back while shaking her head firmly and admitting they were nowhere to be spotted. If Selenia asked to check instead, Mishu would stand guard monitoring the fight while Selenia hunted for the parents.

“I’m worried that without a Marill or Azumarill to keep it company and care for it…” She hummed, scratching the bottom of her chin quietly. “Water types aren’t my specialty, nor are fairies, of which this little one will evolve into. I couldn’t give it the kind of care it might need readily, but I do have an Education Center with fellow scholars and a large habitat biome set up for it. Unless you have a better idea or are interested in taking it under your care?” Mishu had absolutely no interest in keeping it herself if it needed someone to care for it due to missing parents, and made no gestures to try and insinuate she did. She just wouldn’t leave a Pokemon in distress like that.

Flyleaf grumbled, pressing the breaks on his out-of-control spinning style. That was absolutely no fun at all! There was still the tiny blue mouse who seemed like a Lilly-livered chicken compared to her last target. “Just let me hit this last one, and I’ll be good! They’re all weaklings anyways, right!?” The second firm snap from her trainer’s fingers caused her to uncurl and stand back firmly on her two feet with her arms crossed. It was the second before she uncurled that worried Mishu the most. She pointed one hand and hurredly shouted, “Maybe you should try to catch it before Flyleaf tackles it?! I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize how hard it is for them to stop such moves!” A lesson she’d need to be more cognizant of in the future…

Set at Day

WORD COUNT: 613 words
OOC: Officially, Flyleaf is opting to do No Move. Mechanically, she's stuck in Rollout currently and would need that rolled for % to hit. Anton's Selenia should be tossing a ball based on our discussions though, and that should be rolled before Flyleaf's chance to hit.

^{Mishu | Ziggy | Tool | Blondie | Flyleaf | Oliver | Civet}

[antonius]

"It is fine, Mishu, about the assumption. There are times where people forget how easily traveled this world can be. Trainers come from all over the world just like Pokemon and seems that both also travel the world. I've heard of reports of Pokemon from Hoenn or Alola being found here in Jhoto. If I am to understand water Pokemon, it may be wise to be a world traveler so I could experience as many water Pokemon as I can. If I do, though, it will be after taking on the Elite 4 and champion of Jhoto."

The mention about what to do about this orphan azuril snaps Selenia back from her mind wandering about water Pokemon and the other areas of this large world.

"Yeah, I think I have a Pokeball ready for this possible orphan. Frogger, I want you to hold off from anymore attacks for the time being as I will try to capture it."

Frogger looks back at Selenia and nods while keeping eyes on the rolling Flyleaf.

(A single normal Pokeball is tossed at the azurill with a capture attempt.)

[Pixel]

Eeeeek! That nuzleaf was so scary! The upset azurill tried to hop away, splashing through puddles, but floundering, still weak and practically limping from its earlier failure at battling. A thick mist was starting to rise from the water logged earth. Perfect weather for the little not-water type to go fleeing back to its family and seek sanctuary from the scary world full of big-scary bullies. But alas, the trainer threw a ball. That ball arced through the air, nailing the poor little baby in the back and opening with a flash. There was no fighting it. Not really. It was too weak to battle, how could it possibly be strong enough to avoid capture!

Lamenting its lot in life, the azurill submitted to capture with a sad, pitiful noise. Oh woe was thee, oh woe was thee. 

The ball fell still.

Which meant the baby wouldn't be crushed by an overenthusiastic nuzleaf.

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(1/2 + 1/2)

Flytrap gained +1 LV and grew to LV 17

(2/2 + 2/2)

Frogger gained +2 LVs and grew to LV 13

Catch? 96% xKWmnVyCp_1-100

Aton caught azurill!
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[b]Azurill[/b]
Name: [choose]
Gender: [choose]
Level: 8
OT: Selina Hydrius
Moves: Water Gun, Splash, Helping Hand, Bubble Beam
Ability: Thick Fat or Huge Power
Nature/Personality: [choose]1-100

[Caramell 🍬]

 
MISHU MIZUMA
Dark Type Trainer •
Education / Science

Selenia’s ball managed to catch Azurill easily enough. Mishu clapped, turning to Selenia with a nod as she expected the other trainer to collect the newly caught Pokémon before it was shipped off to the lab – presuming there wasn’t still room on Selenia’s team for her to keep it. “Amazing work. Do you already have a name picked out for it yet?” Mishu asked curiously. She carried as similar theme with her Pokémon, always following in the footsteps of her own personal musical tastes.

There was still the matter of the fainted Bellsprout, whose visage seemed a little different than the other wild Bellsprout around the area. Given Mishu’s taste for adventure and her advancement through the terrain up to Goldenrod’s golden gates, she’d seen her fair share of Bellsprout choosing to lurk around the area. “This guy, though… seems different than most.” She hummed. “You’re right, Selenia. People travel and Pokémon travel. It’s a wonder the ways they’re able to traverse out of their native habitats to new terrains.”

She had a few theories on the matter, though Mishu needed more time and evidence to truly piece it all together. Were trainers that traveled around different regions partly to blame for scattering invasive species in new habitats, where they might easily outcompete the native species? It was one of the current theories swimming around large think-tanks in the local research community. They debated, with some leaning towards the commonality of all specimens to wonder and stake their claim on new territories that fit their need.

“Sometimes, it’s not good for the region. Invasive species compete with the native flora and fauna of their areas. If successful, they can have deadly impacts and could lead to the extinction of native species.” She hummed thoughtfully. It was a wonder how scientists and conservationists would agree on this for wild Pokémon species, but never considered the impacts of different human species for the same reasons. “In this Bellsprout’s case, I’ve heard of there being a tower of sorts? I’ve never been there myself, but I wonder if it’s from there?” She hummed thoughtfully.

Flyleaf immediately spun to a stop before uncurling herself. She jumped up onto her hind legs and spun around, clapping her hands together. Flyleaf would even bow, then walk over to Frogger expectantly. “Did you see that?!” Frogger mused, eyes wide with pure joy. Was she the best or was she the best?! “They didn’t know what hit them, I tell you! And you… you’re actually pretty decent for a frog!” Flyleaf tried her best to compliment Frogger, though being nice and giving compliments definitely wasn’t her strong suit.

Set at Day

WORD COUNT: 447 words
OOC: Up for whatever if you still are, Anton. If so, I say next encounter we shall go!

^{Mishu | Ziggy | Tool | Blondie | Flyleaf | Oliver | Civet}