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No Fun | [Ash & Mimi | EVENT]

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littlemimibee‌:

Sigh

Mimi let out a huff of air in frustration as she brought a hand up to her face and pinched the bridge of her nose. Today was not a fun day.  What was meant to be a fun and adventurous time was completely ruined.

Why?

Mimi looked over at the girl her age in annoyance before quickly looking back at the map before Ash could see the look on her face. Never in her life has she ever found someone so difficult to work. Someone so frustrating, stubborn, and annoying in her life. 

Mimi was fully aware that she was no ray of sunshine herself, and most of her problems were her fault. Like she got upset too easily, she was stubborn, and she was way too forceful…….. But still! This person could be a little less….annoying!

Mimi was so lost in her train of thought that she flinched in surprise when she saw Ash approach her looking incredibly upset. What was her problem now? Did Mimi do something to annoy her again-

Oh. Their stuff got stolen.

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Mimi is quick to hush Ash and get her to stop panicking-- and saying that sort of works, if only because it grates on the Cooltrainer’s nerves.  “Stop panicking”?!  All their stuff is gone!  This is the right time to panic, if any!  Deep down, though, Ash knows she’s right, but the spite stops her from fully admitting that to herself.  Nonetheless, she’s in the midst of trying to calm down so that they can form a plan of action.  Maybe they should call the police first?  Or should they just go try and hunt these thieves down themselves?  Law enforcement could be so useless when it came to criminals, after all.

Ash is quickly drawn from these thoughts when Mimi speaks again, pointing out something in their camp that wasn’t there before.  It’s a Pokeball and some kind of envelope.  Perhaps this would be their first clue; maybe the criminals who took their things wanted the two to try and chase them down, or want a ransom for it or something like that.  Either way, the Cooltrainer darts over to get a good look at the envelope and Pokeball.  It’s a simple Premier Ball, pristine and shiny, but that’s not her immediate concern.  Note first, then they’ll see what’s up with the Premier Ball.

Picking up the envelope and tearing it open, Ash pulls the note out.  It’s printed on some cute paper with Sentret and trees decorating the corners.  Jeez, what kind of thieves were these...?  The note is handwritten in lovely and readable cursive, and as Ash reads on, she’s filled with both relief and a strange sense of rage that builds until she’s done.  No way.  No fucking way this was part of the camping trip.  After all that stress and fear, it’s all just part of the Radio Tower’s game?!  How horrible!

At least they gave the two another Pokemon to work with.  Hopefully it would be something worthwhile.  Silently, Ash holds out the note to Mimi for her to read herself, before picking up the Premier Ball.  She waits for the other to finish reading the note, before pressing the release button on the front of the ball, only for a Munchlax to be revealed in a flash of light.  Munchlax.  Those things were supposed to be incredibly lazy, weren’t they?  Of what use might it be in helping them find where the DJs had hidden their things?

Slowly, Ash shakes her head.  “Can you believe this?” she asks.  “Jeez, and I was wondering what the heck we had to find to win the Keystone.  All I’ve got is... a few Potions and some food I took in my bag with me.  They took everything else?  Like what the heck!  What if we need that stuff?!”  Now, the panic is entirely gone and is replaced with irritation and anger.  She gestures to the gift Pokemon the DJs provided aggressively.  “That thing better help us find that stuff, like, immediately!  We need to pack up camp and get going, right?!”

[vulturent]

oopsie // open

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enrubanner‌:

     ❝ sorry, sorry !      i’m so sorry ! ❞      she’s struggling to keep her composure, eyes glassy and overflowing with unshed tears as alice wrestles with her emotions to stay calm and care-free.. just as her persona often did on stage. she could fake it till she made it, right ?      there’s an ever-familiar incineroar standing behind the petite woman, one of his massive paws coming down to rest on his trainer’s shoulder in a comforting manner. he’s really trying his best, but it’s difficult to do for him with all these people moving around them.      the cracked screen catches alice’s attention now, a genuine gasp ripping through her throat as she realizes what she’s done. oh… for arceus’ sake ! can’t she catch a break for once ?      sniffling some, the idol kneels down and delicately picks the device up, an even more saddened look gracing her features as she briefly lifts it a little too high to show her companion.      ❝ i’m.. extremely sorry, young miss.      i had no intention of bumping into you and … erm, causing this to happen.      i’m just very stressed out. i have a function i’m required to be at and i’m very lost– but for the time being, your problem is much more important than mine.      do you know where the nearest tech store is ? and would you by any chance please take us there ? ❞

Ash heaves a long sigh when she gets a closer look at her now-damaged Pokegear.  That’s not going to be replaced easily... it’s a total wreck.  She plucks it from the other’s hands and tries turning it on as the other starts to speak and-- yep, nothing.  The other sounds so distraught that this all happened... but it’s not like she broke the Pokegear on purpose.  It was just bad luck, though this really, really sucks.  The Cooltrainer will have to borrow someone’s Pokegear to tell her parents about what happened and figure it out from there.

Though as the stranger apologizes, she asks about the nearest tech store.  Does that mean-- she wants to replace Ash’s Pokegear?  Her stomach lurches just from the surprise of it; it’s not a bad one, but it’s shocking that she would go so far, assuming the Cooltrainer is understanding her right.  It would be wonderful, absolutely; her parents can’t really afford to get her a new one immediately, but could she really accept such a kind gesture from this young lady?  Could she really afford that kind of thing with no issue?

Instinctively, Ash brings a hand up and waves it slightly as if to dismiss the idea.  Suddenly, when she speaks, she’s a bit choked up about it, too, though she doesn’t want to be.  “No, no, it’s okay.  You don’t have to do that...  I wouldn’t feel right letting you spend your money on this.  It’s not your fault, okay?  I just need to call my parents.  Do you have a Pokegear I can borrow?”

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No Fun | [Ash & Mimi | EVENT]

starter for @littlemimibee !

As excited as Ash had been to participate in one of the Goldenrod Radio Tower’s iconic seasonal events, somehow... the real thing was less fun than she was expecting.  It wasn’t the event exactly; the DJs had a great idea with letting people go camping in Unova’s Lostlorn Forest, but... well... the partner system wasn’t great, exactly.  She and her partner-- Mimi-- had gotten off on the wrong foot, it feels.  But maybe they just needed to spend more time together, that’s all.  She was optimistic about it!  For now!

But then they find themselves arguing about everything despite best efforts to stay cordial; what direction to head in, where to put camp, what to do first, so on and so forth.  Ash was trying her best to stay calm, but... she knows she can be an awfully petty young lady when the moods strikes her.  The more things don’t go her way, the worse this gets and the more unwilling she becomes to work with people-- and she can feel it heading that way already.

After some brief time away to scout out the general surroundings of their camp, the two return to their camp, only to find-- no!  It’s been ransacked by somebody!  Ash dashes over to the tent, where she kept her bag, and find it’s missing, too.  Why?  She’s almost in tears by the time she speaks up to Mimi.

“No way... why does this have to happen to us now?” Ash whines.  “I mean, the thieves couldn’t have gone far, right--?  We might need to just track them down!  I know Meowth and Minccino could probably take the idiots that took this stuff!”

She’s so stuck in the horror of her stuff being missing that she doesn’t even notice the Premier Ball and note sitting nicely on a tree stump in plain sight.

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Lost & Found | [Ash & N]

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thetruthorideals‌:

Perhaps having such a large city for the first stop on his trip to the Johto region wasn’t the best idea. N certainly didn’t have the best sense of direction, at least in place like this. Were this a woodland or some other place in the wilderness, Natural would have no trouble finding his way. The man was quite used to wandering around in places others would easily get lost in. N simply couldn’t stay in one place for long. It always felt like some force was driving him somewhere. Although where, he wasn’t sure. Perhaps N’s need to wander stemmed from being kept in that… room for years on end. Or maybe it was a byproduct of growing up in the wilderness before Ghetsis found him. Whatever the reason was, the green-haired man had explored the whole of Unova numerous times and had been itching to go someplace new.

The Johto region seemed like a fair place. According to what Natural had seen in pictures and read about the region, it was quite different from Unova with a vastly different history. While normally he would walk, such a long distance to a completely new region would require the help of Verum. Not that the Reshiram had any problems flying its partner there of course. In fact the Legendary seemed happy that N was broadening his horizons.

Speaking of the Pokemon N wondered where the Pokemon had gone off to. Verum had dropped him off at the the entrance of a large city and flown off. Though Natural knew it was somewhere close and would return should he whistle for it. Perhaps the Reshiram was meeting with this region’s Legendaries? N wasn’t entirely sure what the Pokemon did when it went off on its own. Sure he could ask but the man figured even Pokemon deserved their privacy.

Currently however, Natural was completely lost in the city after going to explore it. Goldenrod City he learned it was called from the many signs sprawled about it. He stopped for a moments break in front of a colorful building with the words ‘Goldenrod Game Corner’ lit up on its front. N contemplated whistling for Verum to pick him up but ultimately decided against it. Calling down a Legendary Pokemon in the middle of a bustling city probably wasn’t the best idea the green-haired man ever had.

Fiddling with the chain of his puzzle cube with one hand, N thought about how exactly he was going to remedy the situation. It would probably just be easier to ask for help right? Luckily however, someone already seemed to see the man’s distress.

A teenage girl approached him noting how Natural seemed lost and asked if he needed help. Well it was good to see the locals were so nice!

“I’m afraid I am lost.” N replied in his characteristic fast way of speaking. He stopped for a few seconds to collect his thoughts before continuing. “I must admit I am not from here. The Johto region that is. I’m visiting from the Unova region. As I don’t know much about Johto I’m not sure exactly where it is I’d like to go. It seems to be a beautiful region however. I’m certain the Pokemon here are equally so.”

It had been a long while since Natural had conversed with another human. Of course he could talk all day to Pokemon but there was just something different about speaking with his own species. As such, in times like this the man often found himself rambling much to the displeasure of whomever he was speaking too. Hopefully the teenage girl wouldn’t be too annoyed with his fast speech and rambling.

“Seeing as you seem to be from around here, perhaps you could kindly point me in the direction of the exit of this city?” N finished finally, respectfully awaiting the teen’s response.

Ash blinks back surprise when the man replies.  Jeez, this guy is a fast talker... she can hardly keep up, though somehow it’s a bit better when she leans forward to try and listen better.  So she was right in assuming that he wasn’t from Johto... somehow, he just sticks out like a sore thumb, though she can’t put her finger on why that is.  Maybe it’s just because he looked so lost.  Most Johtoans are more than familiar and comfortable with navigating Goldenrod, just like Ash was herself.

Soon after, the stranger states he’s from Unova.  Wow, she had never met anyone from Unova before.  That was interesting!  Though this poor guy was so, so turned around, having never been to Johto before.  He had no idea where he was at, where he wanted to go, or anything, just that he wanted to get out of the city.  Well, that was easy enough to answer, though Ash supposes it’s more complicated than it seems.

Placing her hands on her hips, Ash hums to herself in thought, tapping a foot on the ground absentmindedly.  After a pause, she starts rustling through her shoulder bag to find her map-- the big paper one, as opposed to that handy electronic one on her Pokegear.  Unfolding it carefully and sidling to the side of the strange she gestures to where Goldenrod City is on her map of Johto.

“‘Kay, so it depends on where you wanna head next?  I know you said you didn’t know, but you got options here.  If you go south you gotta go through Ilex Forest-- pretty cool place, has a shrine for Celebi you can visit-- and you’ll end up in Azelea Town.  That’s where I live, actually!  It’s really small, so you definitely won’t get lost there if Goldenrod is overwhelming you.  And you just walk past the Game Corner and take a right to head south till you reach the route gate.  Then...”

Ash brings a finger up to the north of Goldenrod, tapping her finger on the text that reads “Ecruteak”, another nice place the stranger might want to go to.  “Up north is Ecruteak City, which has a really cool old theatre if you wanna see some of Johto’s real culture.  There’s also a lot more towns around Ecruteak to visit, too.  Just take a left past the Game Corner and go straight for a really long time.  If you pass the train tracks, you know you did it right.  Okay?  Make sense?”

[doomedgod]

fair games / ash & moros

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Not for the first time that afternoon, Moros wondered what he was doing. Normally he wouldn’t be caught dead at an event like the Summer Fair, but he’d needed supplies and had regrettably not marked it down on his calendar. Or whatever. Hence his unpleasant surprise at finding the town overrun with festival-goers and carnival rides that were definitely not there the week before.

The PokéMart was closed for the day, all the employees apparently taking the day off to partake in the festivities. All he wanted were some potions. There were plenty of pop-up stalls around the town—one of them must have what he needed. But so far all he’d seen was food and cheap plush toy prizes.

After an uncomfortably long time navigating the crowds, he managed to find a pamphlet with a map of the fair. He stopped near the back of the large stage at the center of the festival to get his bearings and try to read the map. It looked like there was a place that might be selling potions at the south edge of the stalls—

“Okay, you’re up now—oh. Where’d the kid go?”

Moros looked up to see a thin man wearing a suit and a literal top hat emerging from the stage curtain. He had a thin mustache and was staring directly at him. Moros looked around anyway.

“Yeah, I’m talking to you. There was a boy…” He looked back at the stage and let out a frustrated sigh. “Ah, never mind. No time. You got a Pokémon, right? Let’s go.” He grabbed Moros’s arm and tugged him up to the stage, leaving no time to protest before they were both emerging on the other side of the curtain to face a waiting crowd.

Moros stared at the sea of people, breathless in the face of their unerring attention. What—what just happened? What was he doing? Moros kept a straight face, even as the eyes trained on him made him want to bolt backstage. Why was this happening to him, of all people?

The man that had literally dragged him into this mess spoke in booming voice to the crowd. “All right folks, let’s start our next battle! Remember the rules: one Pokémon per trainer. First to a knockout wins!”

The Summer Fair in Olivine City was always something Ash had wanted to go to, but she had never had the chance until this year.  Her parents wouldn’t take her because they were too busy, and they wouldn’t have ever let Vince take her himself, so she was stuck until she was finally off traveling Johto on her own as she was now.  There’s just something so cool about that festival atmosphere, mixed with games and good food and fun battles to have with new people that come from all over to participate in the festivities.

It definitely doesn’t disappoint, that’s for sure.  Ash is so excited, she hardly knows where to go or start first, though she definitely signs up for that battle event going on today.  There was no way she was going to miss such an exciting opportunity to show off her battle skills.  She had been training so much these past few months, and her Pokemon were stronger than ever.  She would take home a win, she could feel it in her bones.  This was her time to shine, and with Meowth by her side, they’d come out on top.

Around the time the battles start up, Ash sticks around the battleground, waiting for her chance to battle.  And finally, it comes after a few rounds, and Ash scrambles onto the stage in excitement, standing tall and proud in front of the crowd, chest puffed.  Her heart is racing before the battle even begins-- maybe it’s from the fact that everyone is watching her.  She just hopes she’ll give them a good battle, though she’s always praying that she doesn’t screw it up and make herself look foolish.

But then-- well, her opponent is nowhere to be seen!  Agh, why did this have to happen to her?  This should go as smooth as those other battles did!  She’s itching to begin and show the crowd the strength of Meowth, but looks like she has to wait.  The announcer looks everywhere, and although he doesn’t find the applicant, he pulls a replacement out of the crowd for Ash to battle instead.  What a relief... looks like the battle was still on.

The man who gets on stage is awfully intimidating in his appearance, but Ash doesn’t waver at all.  Is this all really happening right now?  Before the battle begins, the Cooltrainer leans forward and offers a quick handshake to the strange trainer, softly saying, “Hey, good luck.” before standing back and unclipping Meowth’s Pokeball from her belt and tosses it out.  Now here was hoping that this guy’s Pokemon would be a good fit for Meowth to defeat.

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fifteen questions, fifteen mutuals .   muse:  Ash

① ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE ?    “I don’t think so!  My mom just really likes the name Ashley, so she went for it.”

② WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED ?    “Um... probably a couple months ago when my parents said I could go travel in Johto.  I got so emotional and I don’t know why, haha...”

③ DO YOU HAVE KIDS ?    “No way!  I’m fifteen!  I don’t even wanna think about kids yet.”

④ DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT ?    “Yeah, all the time.  It’s kind of a bad habit, but I can’t help it.”

⑤ WHAT’S THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE ?    “How many Pokemon they have with them!  Usually you can see the Pokeballs on their belt, so I look for that.”

⑥ WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOR ?    “Hazel!”

⑦ SCARY MOVIE OR HAPPY ENDING ?     “I love scary movies, even though I’m a big baby about them sometimes.  Being scared is fun.”

⑧ ANY SPECIAL TALENTS ?    “Um!  Not really, yet!  I’m still figuring out what I’m good at.”

⑨ WHERE WERE YOU BORN ?    “I was born in Pewter City, Kanto!  I lived there till we moved to Johto when I was like, six.”

⑩ WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES ?    “Pokemon training, though it’s more than a hobby for me!  I also like making Poffins.  My mom is from Sinnoh and she taught me how to make the best Poffins for my Pokemon!”

⑪ DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS ?    “Well, if you count my team, then sure!”

⑫ WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED ?    “I played soccer when I was younger, and I wanted to try rugby, but my parents wouldn’t let because they didn’t want to get hurt.  Like jeez!  You want me to get out, then won’t let me do any sports!”

⑬ HOW TALL ARE YOU ?    “I’m 5′2″.  I am sooo short.  It’s the worst!”

⑭ DREAM JOB ?    “Champion of the Indigo League!”

⑮ FAVORITE SUBJECT AT SCHOOL ?    “I like math, actually!  It makes more sense to me than trying to figure out what a book is supposed to mean.”

tagged   by    ➤  I yoinked it from my own indie blog

tagging  ➤  everyone is legally obligated to answer this or I’m removing them from the group--

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Lost & Found | [Ash & N]

starter for @thetruthorideals​ !

Goldenrod’s a big city, and it appears especially so to the tourists who come around the world to see its sights.  The locals are the only ones really adjusted to the scale of the city and its many twists and turns.  Even someone like Ash, growing up in the tiny town of Azalea, was rapidly becoming an expert in navigating the city with ease.  Vince said he always felt more at home here, so she’s spent a lot of time walking around the city already, but now that she was a trainer, there was much more for her to do here-- and so it became necessary to become familiar with the important locations scattered around the city.

After stepping out of the department store with supplies, today feels like a good day to just relax.  She’s been training pretty hard lately, but she knows she might not yet be ready for Whitney and that nightmarish Miltank (and hey-- she’s already tried beating that monster recently to no avail).  And what’s better than training?  Why, procrastinating of course, and so she’s off to the Game Corner to play the slots and some Voltorb Flip.  She deserved a break anyhow.  Who said training had to be all serious all the time anyways?

However, as Ash approaches the Game Corner, she notices a few people out and about-- mainly one tall young man who looks like he is very lost.  It’s just based on the body language; to her, he seems awkward and perhaps a bit uncomfortable.  Maybe he’s just enjoying the sights around, or waiting for someone, but Ash just doesn’t think so.  The Cooltrainer takes one long look at the Game Corner, then sighs softly.  She steps towards the stranger, stuffing her coin case back into her bag.

“You okay?  You look pretty lost,” she comments.  “Are you trying to find somewhere in particular?”

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"It's not very cool to call yourself cool."

“Oh yeah?  Says who?”  The indignance is clear in Ash’s tone, eyes narrowed towards the other girl.  “If you’re cool, then you just know it.  What’s the harm in admitting it?”  Jeez… who knew she’d attract the jealous types already.  And she’s not even a training expert yet.  Looks like she’ll just have to work harder to prove how cool she really is to all the naysayers.

@littlemimibee

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❥ is your muse cool?

headcanon free-for-all | tentatively accepting

( Well, yeah!  She’s a Cooltrainer after all!  Though since she’s pretty new to the scene, she probably doesn’t come off as very cool to most trainers.  Ash hasn’t trained her team much and she has probably one badge if any at all.  She’s not experienced enough yet to really be cool.  However, she does have an Alolan Meowth so she can FLEX on all the other Johto trainers because of how cool and rare it is.  So there’s that. )

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♥ ?

headcanon free-for-all | still accepting

♥ – is there an article of clothing that means the most to your muse?

( Good question.  I can definitely see Ash wearing some of Vince’s old jackets and whatnots while she’s traveling.  She has her own blue jacket, but Vince had a nice quality bomber jacket that she wears when the weather is colder and/or she wants to look cool.  Vince was a lot taller than her (and she’s not done growing yet-) so that’s the only clothing of his that she could really wear anyways, though it still looks a bit bulky on her.

That jacket definitely means a lot and she takes very good care of it.  Ash doesn’t always take good care of her stuff (or herself) but this is special.  It’s a good reminder of why she’s here and a good way to feel like Vince is still cheering her on. )

[vhsmeme]

* headcanon free-for-all

♥ is there an article of clothing that means the most to your muse?

❀ what does your muse’s daily routine look like?

◎ does your muse plan for the long-term or short-term?

◆ what is one secret your muse has?   

 ϟ who means the most to your muse? why?

☛ what is your muse’s biggest regret?

❥ is your muse cool?

✯ which three traits define your muse?

♕ would your muse hug a monster?

❣ is your muse a fighter or a lover?

✎ what does life mean to your muse?

[vulturent]

oopsie // open

[cooltrainers-blog]

enrubanner‌:

     ah.      she’d gone and gotten herself lost again, it appears.      every single street looked the exact same, and all the people walking past herself and her incineroar didn’t bother paying her much mind.      alice attempts speaking to them, her small ‘ uhm, excuse me’s ‘ being completely… ignored.      even with her ‘ disguise ‘ removed, it seemed like none of the individuals nearby seemed to recognize her, so they continued on with their day.      oh– arthur was going to have her hide for this, if the idol even managed to get out of ‘ this ‘ alive. a little dramatic, but a valid feeling all the same.      she whips around with a tearful expression, the young woman’s persona melting away as the pressure weighs down on her. however, she seems to not of realized how packed the foot traffic was, her face slamming into the closest person’s chest with a soft ‘ oof ! ‘ leaving her.      apology incoming in … 3… 2… 1…

“Yeah, I’ve been eating enough, mom...  I’ve been getting enough sleep, too...” Ash drones, Pokegear pressed to her ear.  It’s like her mother to worry so much about Ash taking care of herself; she just wishes her mom trusted her more on that.  Plenty of trainers before he have taken this said same challenge and journey.  If some eleven year-old can handle it, then surely she can too.

It’s hard to even get her mom to say goodbye on the phone in a timely manner nowadays.  There’s so much for her to worry about and ask and check up on.  If Ash were a little bolder she may remind her mother that this whole operation was her idea, but she appreciates how caring she is, as overbearing it may be.  But she does manage to convince her mother that it’s time to go because she needs lunch.

After hanging up Ash pulls up the map on her Pokegear as she continues her walk.  Let’s see... where’s the nearest--

Then, Ash finds herself colliding with someone, dropping her Pokegear onto the hard concrete below.  She groans and tries to recollect herself.  Her first instinct is to be angry, seeing how the screen of her Pokegear cracked, but when she looks up to the young lady she crashed into, she suddenly just feels bad.

She looks so upset... and oddly familiar, though Ash can’t place why just yet.  The young trainer tilts her head.  “Oh-- hey, don’t feel bad.  Are you okay?”

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( HEWWO???  NATPAWK????  it’s your boy Psy!  I’m glad to be back in the Park actually roleplaying with you guys!  I’ll start with a starter call!  No cap, so like if you’d like to thread-- I’ll message you as soon as I can after!  Thanks everybody! )

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( Tag dump. )

[arcadehealer]

I got up super early to make this Beta baby Meowth pixel art! May he bring you peace and good fortune!