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OSU! Say hello to your battle instructor! The one! The only! THE HOT-BLOODED DENDRA! - [ind./sel. portrayal by DAN] [RULES / PROFILE]

[dendrahrah]

OSU! CLEAR A PATH FOR THE BATTLE INSTRUCTOR!

Class is back in session, and Pokemon SC/VI’s DENDRA is waiting! Don’t be late! 

Launched hot off the starting block by DAN, this indie/selective portrayal is back on track! Let’s go!

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[dendrahrah]

“i enjoy watching the sun set over the water.” // maybe not beach... but west side of mesagoza?

let's go to the beach beach / accepting.

"...yeah, it's really pretty, isn't it?"

dendra sighs happily, leaning back with her palms on the grass. the paldean sun is finally setting overhead, casting a comfortable orange-red glow over the mesagoza cityscape. from dendra and grusha's elevated plane, paldea seems to sprawl out below them, sparkling waters lapping along the sienna coast.

now that the academy is on summer break, faculty were more free to mingle with league colleagues, and dendra has taken full advantage of the opportunity. she's never been one to sit still, but moments like these--almost meditative in their poignancy--are good reminders to stop and take everything in. grusha is unexpected (but more than welcome) company.

they've caught up on each other's routines, exchanged tips and suggestions with a shared athletic understanding, and now the company has lapsed into something more quiet, yet still cozy.

"...it was really nice of you to come down and visit today, grush," dendra murmurs, her genuine spirit still filtering through the muted speech. she sighs again. "I know you say I shouldn't, but I still catch myself worrying about you up there. you'll let me know if you need a grocery run or anything like that, right...?"

[dendrahrah]

“let’s go get some ice cream.” / from Katy!

let's go to the beach beach / accepting.

"ough--on a super-hot day like today, that sounds like a great idea. I'm absolutely in!" dendra pants, grinning as she swipes a hand across her sweaty forehead. "there's a cute little local stand not to far from here, wanna come with me? it'll be my treat...!"

the idea of eating something cold is becoming even more appealing. dendra is already walking ahead.

"trust me, the ice cream there is pretty great! they've got all the classic flavors: chocolate, vanilla, avocado, hamburger..." she ticks off on her fingers, turning to wink back at katy. "of course, nothing compares to your treats, miss katy...but this spot comes pretty close! what's your favorite flavor...?"

[dendrahrah]

i think dendra needs a gfriend

[treasureatery]

"no thanks. I'm admiring from afar, not getting involved. you don't want me on your team," he offers in seriousness, as if trying to convince dendra that she would actually be making a massive mistake by recruiting larry to play and he knows it.

he flicks the sunglasses that rest atop his windswept hair down onto the bridge of his nose, but they aren't nearly as effective as they should be in blocking out the blinding halo of sunlight, glistening sweat and pure delight that dendra wears. then he stretches his legs, ready to welcome the ever-encroaching catnap in the warm shade.

"besides, I just ate," he points over his shoulder where a smoker, borrowed from kofu lounge, puffs merrily away, coolers of drink and ice cream are lined up, and even a table is laid out with beautiful, colorful bowls of cut fruits adorned with tropical blooms that flamigo nearly tipped over in his mad dash across the beach for a chance to be the first to peck at them.

of course he feels bad disappointing dendra, the only one who has tried this hard to involve him in the league's extracurriculars... but not nearly as bad as he would feel when he inevitably takes a volleyball to the face and blows it for the team, possibly needing medical attention and making things awkward for the rest of the party...

that sort of attention is always best avoided.

he pulls his sunglasses down to give her the briefest of sorry looks from over the rims, then nestles back down into his towel-lined chair, "wake me up for the next one? if by then you're still so sure that the team can use someone like me, then... maybe."

@dendrahrah, continued

[dendrahrah]

dendra's sweaty face falls with disappointment, but only for a moment.

"...alriiiiiight, if you're sure, mister larry! tuli's gonna be a bit disappointed that you didn't bail her out, but I'll try to cover for you this time, 'kay?" the peppy instructor sing-songs, hand on her hip as she turns heel back towards the courts. "enjoy your recharge, but you're in for the next one--there's no way I'm gonna let you get away with warming the bench for another whole beach day!"

yep, she's already decided--and when dendra gets into this headspace, it's best to hope for these half-compromises! she bounces on the balls of her feet, shooting a grin down at larry's reclined figure. "...remember, mister larry--an active body is a happy body!! osu, osu!! hey, wait for me, I'm playing next to tuli--!!"

and just like that, dendra's off like a flash, moving like an orthworm through the sands, leaving larry to his precious few moments of remaining peace. sweet catnap dreams, my friend...

[ofheavenlymuses]

beach starters.

“hey, can you pass the sun screen?”

“can you rub the tanning lotion onto my back? i can’t reach.”

“i love watching the sun set over the water.”

“this view is gorgeous!”

“wanna go swimming?”

“the water’s so clear!”

“this water is freezing!”

“look! it’s a sea turtle!”

“are there sharks in this water?”

“let’s play some beach volleyball!”

“wanna go look for sea shells?”

“you’re blocking the sun! i’m trying to get my tan on here!”

“i’ll race you to the ocean swing!”

“a seagull pooped on my sandwich.”

“you know, sex on the beach doesn’t have to be just the name of drink.”

“there’s so much sand in my swim trunks/swimsuit.”

“i told you that you’d enjoy snorkeling!”

“let’s go get some ice cream.”

“wanna take a stroll down the boardwalk?”

“bet i can beat you at limbo!”

“a candle lit dinner on the beach? what’s the occasion?”

“this is my hammock! i claim it as my own!”

“you know, beach zumba is harder than it looks.”

“code red! something just brushed up against my leg!”

“wow, that’s a really good sandcastle! can i help?”

“i rented a sail boat. wanna come?”

“come join me by the fire. it’s warmer over there.”

“there’s something so calming about the sound of these waves.”

“there’s a storm coming. we should go inside.”

“so…i fell asleep in the sun and now i’m redder than a lobster.”

“why did i agree to let you bury me in the sand?”

“does that cloud look like elvis to you or is it just me?”

“don’t go out too far in the water! the ocean will swallow you whole.”

“you were supposed to catch that frisbee with your hands, not your forehead.”

“let’s hunt for buried treasure!”

“do you tan or do you burn?”

“come dance with me! it’ll be fun, i promise!”

“can we just buy a beach house and stay here forever?”

“surfing is easy! come on, i’ll teach you.”

“listen, my only goal for the day is to learn how to hula.”

“that dude totally wiped out on the water jets. is it bad that i kinda wanna try it out?”

“we’re still going parasailing, right? you aren’t backing out on me, are you?”

“hold tight. i’m about to put this jet ski on full throttle!”

“how come my sandcastles never turn out that good?”

“you can see the whole beach at the top of the ferris wheel!”

“hey, help me find an open beach umbrella, will you?”

“i’m sorry, but you want me to jump off of that giant cliff and into the water? what do i look like to you? an idiot?”

“why would ariel ever want to leave the ocean? sebastian’s right. it’s better down where it’s wetter!”

🎵 “see the line where the sky meets the sea? it calls me and no one knows, how far it goes!” 🎵

[dendrahrah]

"when you think of a pokémon who's always sleeping, who comes to mind? "

"well, that's easy enough!" dendra winks. "your komala, of course! she always looks so cozy and peaceful. it's kinda inspiring, actually--I remember watching her snooze in the break room one day while I was eating a pre-workout snack and then, bang! out for an hour nap, just like that...!"

ever vigilant (maybe overly so!), dendra plants a hand on her hip, eyes narrowing playfully. "wait. is this a trick question or something...?"

[dendrahrah]

"it'll do me good to admire talent that soars as high as yours from time to time."

"aw! you flatter me, mr. larry!" dendra beams, hands resting on her thighs as she catches her breath from a spirited game of beach volleyball, paldean league edition. the shade beneath larry's shoreline parasol is a lovely break from the summer sun and competitive chaos reigning outside...but dendra's already bouncing on her heels, ready to rumble. (she's always been a go-getter!)

the battle instructor leans down to take a swig from her water bottle, flipping some sweaty locks from her face as she rolls her solid shoulders with a satisfying crick. a bright, anticipatory look is shot down at larry's reclining figure, mixed with the faintest dash of a plea.

"...are you suuuure you don't want in on next game? tuli's looking for a sub--you could be her volleyball knight in shining armor or something like that! and we could be teammates...! that'd be fun, right?!"

[prettiestplatypus]

The new Tulip special art rare card from the Paradox Rift set gave me a funny idea

[forlornskull-deactivated2026041]

Just as soon as things started, it was all over. Guzma's heart was still pounding with the threat of death hiding away, the adrenaline that flooded his body subsiding, which caused him to fall onto the ground. His mind was a slush of mixed emotions. One part fury and humiliation from needing to be saved in the first place, the other was a warmth in his chest, gratitude with a few drops of confusion.

Gray hues studied his saviors, a noble and strong fighting type that reminded him of a certain old mustached man from back home in Alola. Yet the trainer... he hadn't met someone like her before. The people of his region all sported a disgusted look in their eyes whenever they set their gaze upon him. Even when his mistake nearly cost her life, her eyes looked upon him with a kindness he hadn't felt in years.

Rising from his grassy seat, he spent a few seconds patting off the few blades on his pants.

"You got that right, I'll have to consider retiring my hobby of cliff hanging near exploding pokemon." Scratching the back of his head, he finally let out a sigh of relief. "You saved my skin back there, both of you. Just gotta say, well, thanks and stuff... I'm visiting from Alola just for a bit to find a way for my pokemon to get stronger."

The former skull's mind darted around trying to think of a way to show his gratitude. He was a lot of things, but ungrateful was not one of them. Finally, a bulb lit up. A hand shuffled through his pocket to pull out rare candy. "Here, for that badass of a Pokémon of yours. I like to think my life is worth at least one of these." In the distance, the sound of his Golispod's cry could be heard; it must have been close to lunch time. Happy to be alive and on solid ground, he shined a genuine smile towards the stranger.

"The name's Guzma by the way. Why don't you join us for lunch? I got some good stuff cookin over back at camp, and I'm sure my guys would love to meet a couple of real-life heroes. It's just right over there." The campsite by one of the Soccarat trail's ponds was now brimming with Guzma's pokemon, longing for both a full belly and the sight of their trainer.

[dendrahrah]

dendra can't help but laugh at guzma's wry quip, her gaze still bright as she claps the visitor enthusiastically on the back. "well! faced with certain doom, and he's still got jokes!" she crows, beaming. "nice to meetcha, guzma! all the way from alola, huh...wow."

dendra trails off as chu accepts the candy with a gurgled bow, a hand casually resting on her hip. "you really didn't have to, but we appreciate the power-up...!" the battle instructor thanks with a bow of her own, her stomach gurgling loudly as she straightens up. "aaaaand, you know what? lunch sounds fantástico right now, actually--we'll take you up on that. yeah, yeah--I can finish up my route later! oh, also--"

she whirls back towards guzma with a wink, still brimming with that unstoppable energy, "--welcome to paldea! you call it heroism, I just call it helping out. it's what we do around here!"

without prompting, chu has started to rumble down the path towards guzma's campsite, fixated on that promised meal. dendra trots behind at a slower pace, waiting for her newest pal to fall into lockstep.

"so," she declares. "give me the deets! if you're training around casseroya and ignored all the warning signs, you must be pretty strong, huh? and alolan, too...wow. jealous. the travel shows that I watch make it look like paradise--is it really like that? because let me tell you, I dream about biting into one of those malasadas--"

dendra continues to chat away, overflowing with vigor as they head into camp. she's unstoppable, for better or for worse, in every sense of the word.

[dendrahrah]

"heeeee...I can't believe I actually got published in ¡HOLA paldea! unreal...!"

dendra happily pirouettes in a circle, clutching a copy tight to her chest. without hesitating, she purchases several more copies from the tiny mezagoza newsstand. "I've gotta get a copy for my parents. tuli. miriam. a big pile for the staff room...oh, who else am I forgetting?" the instructor grills the vendor like they should know, but there's no heat behind her question. just glee.

"well! I hope whoever reads this issue is inspired to kick into the new year with a fresh mindset! don't forget that I believe in you, no matter what! osu!"

[forlornskull-deactivated2026041]

@dendrahrah

Paldea was unlike any region he had been to. Filled with fascinating culture and traditions, delicious food, and not to mention the mandated siestas, were a beautiful addition to any daily routine. The former skull had journeyed to this stunning landscape in search of a way to enhance the performance of his team.

The amber forest above Casseroya Lake seemed as good a place as any to set up for lunch. A fire was made, cooking gear for the fiery spaghetti meal he planned was all set, all he needed was just some local spices to give the food the kick it needed.

With his team back at the resting spot, Guzma patrolled the cliffs, focusing on the hunt. So much so, he felt a sudden -THUD- and crashed over the bagworm pokemon. The tumble forced him off the edge of the cliff. With all his might, he grabbed onto the edge, barely holding on for dear life. The young man's predicament worsened, as the steel-type Pokémon was infuriated at him, rays of light radiated from the creature, an explosion was imminent.

"Shit-shit-shit-shit." Panic washed over him, a freezing sweat ran throughout his body, and his grip loosened. Guzma was done for. "Fuck it all... JUST BLOW UP ALREADY!"

Before the Forettress finished him off, a pokemon use a strange move on the steel-type, launching it into the air. Stunningly enough, the trainer attacked as well, sending an explosion far off to where no one would be hurt.... Guzma couldn't begin to appreciate what had happened due to his grip starting to fail. With a cry, he called out,

"Could use some help here!"

[dendrahrah]

for fitness fanatics like dendra, CASSEROYA LAKE is a dream. it's paldea's most extreme obstacle course--a sprawling, deceptively glassy lake pockmarked with pointy islands, surrounded by soccarat trail's rolling bluffs...

...and filled to the brim with dangerous pokemon.

while beautiful, this vast area is not near the top of paldea's sightseeing requirements. it's the kind of place that will devour the unprepared--trainers who are looking for any form of relaxation won't find it here, not with the waters roiling with veluza, or the long soccarat grasses teeming with toedscruel and skuntank, amongst other...typically cranky guests.

dendra runs this trail every week. (after all, she's not just any old trainer.)

the battle studies instructor is taking her usual route when a sudden commotion interrupts the routine. before her heightened senses can even make sense of anything, chu is out of his ball and rumbling towards the scene. man hanging on edge of cliff, handling things with... the expected level of calm. rogue forretress about to...about to...yikes.

without hesitation, dendra launches from her sprint like a runner hot off the starting block. the forretress is massive (probably an alpha variant, by the looks of it), but he's still no match for chu. the dependable hariyama vital throws the angry bagworm far away just as dendra arrives. cue the distant explosion.

still, one issue begets another, and dendra's attention is quickly drawn to guzma losing his purchase on the cliff. taking a deep inhale, she lunges forward without hesitation, catching guzma's wrist with that steady, deep-seated strength. dendra can't tug him up, of course, but her reckless moxie at least buys a few precious seconds. her athletic shoes skid for a grounded foothold, and she's in danger of following guzma over...until chu manages to wrap his trainer up in those giant mitts, hauling them both to safety. classic, reliable chu.

once released, dendra winces and rubs her wrist, chest heaving from exertion. miriam's gonna give her an earful for this, but she'd done the right thing. the instructor peers sideways at guzma with a cheeky grin, hands resting on her thighs as she gets her wind back.

"hey...you good? that could've been a bit scary, huh?" dendra shakes her head before casting a sidelong grin at guzma. "lucky I was around! you're pretty deep into the trail...it's no place for trainers to be wandering around. or, y'know..." she winks, "...hanging off cliffs."

"soooo, just visiting? you don't seem like you're from around here." dendra wrinkles her nose, trying to remember what tulip had told her once. "you've got a different, uh...aura about you. yeah!"

[dendrahrah]

FAST HEADCANONS #1.

Despite her ‘Battle Studies’ title, Dendra still prefers hand-to-hand sparring over Pokemon battles. She is an extremely skilled trainer and can hold her own against any of her colleagues (even Hassel!), but despite having studied optimal strategy and nearly every move effect, her fiery spirit tends to take over in the heat of battle, leading to some…reckless decisions.

Dendra tries to study as many battles as possible, always open to learning new training/battle strategies and styles for teaching purposes. She’ll often sit in on Elite Four battles and take notes (when she’s not being shushed for cheering too loudly!) Over school breaks, Dendra often travels to other regions to learn more about their respective battling tactics (and try their delicious food.)

Due to the way it ended, Dendra doesn’t like to talk much about her karate career on the world’s junior competitive circuit. While she still keeps her body trained in elite condition, she loves teaching more than anything and is 100% invested in the well-beings of her students and colleagues.

If it weren’t for Nurse Miriam or Tulip, Dendra would be in major trouble healthwise. Even with Miriam patching her up on the regular (bless her) and Tulip coaching her to be less impulsive, Dendra routinely pushes herself right to the brink of her limits, resulting in many training accidents. When she’s rushing around outside of the ‘ring,’ she’s also a bit of a klutz, which doesn’t help matters either.

Dendra is the academy’s designated ‘errand runner’ for smaller things, like delivering lunches or dropping off mail. This isn’t a demotion-type thing–Dendra is super-reliable, seemingly always willing to help her colleagues…and fast. Plus, these errands give her an opportunity to check in with some high-ranking people (the professors, Geeta, Director Clavell, etc.) and talk their ears off.

Dendra loves jumping headfirst into Tera Raid Battles. She has a growing collection of beautiful Tera Shards from her conquests.

If she asks you to join up for a workout session, there’s a 50% chance that Dendra will try to bench press you. She absolutely can too.

[maskedkitsune]

Larry speaking facts

[dendrahrah]

dendrahrah patch notes ⭐

mun never equals muse, but I'm super excited to pick up dendra again!! her personality is a lot closer to my own. she's so joyful and always tries to give 110%, and I missed writing characters like her. we'll see where this goes!

this time around, I will be trying to focus less on dendra's cooking...struggles. what started as a gag kind of became her whole identity (my fault.) while jabs are still allowed--and I will be mentioning her culinary journey of course, I want to focus more on developing the other aspects of her character too! (mr. saguaro's classes are helping!)

I first wrote dendra when I was powering through grad school night classes and teaching, and I think it's important to note that dendra is on the verge of earning her own battle studies doctorate while doing the same thing. she's smart.

I also eventually want to write more about dendra's previous injury interrupting what would've been a successful karate career (as someone who was pretty involved in sports before tanking a similar injury.) she's bounced back and come a long way since then. so have I.

I probably will be putting out an interactions or maybe even a meme at some point, but for now, please send something in via ask or IM if you want to do something! picking up dendra does not mean forsaking my other threads at all, and I want to manage my levels heading into '26. expect activity on this blog to vary, as the others do.

[hotpotmonster]

( ❀   starter for @dendrahrah )

ㅤ trips to mesagoza were few  &  far between⸻    someone called out last minute  &  desperately needed a substitute for one of their stations.    it was an excuse to drive down the mountain,    take the scenic route in the height of the night.    but mesagoza swelters when the sun rises.

ㅤ silene stakes her break with her back pressed against a cold vending machine in the shade, lemonade half finished, sat next to a panting pawmot⸻ she's her own drink. a woman approaches with laboring breath⸻ product of exercise rather than heat— exhaustion. the nurse hums to catch attention, holding out an unopened lemonade; she got an extra. it's still cold, save your money.

[dendrahrah]

"ohmigosh, an actual angel. thank you...!"

with her gratitude rasped between panted breaths, dendra takes the lemonade and presses the cold bottle against her sweaty forehead, plopping down next to silene and pawmot without hesitation. "bwuh. running those stairs...never gets any easier...hah..."

and with a sweaty swipe across her brow, dendra gulps down nearly all of the drink. her leg jounces even while sitting, the lemonade seemingly powering her up in real time. "ahh...whew! I gotta remember to start working out earlier in the summer. if it hadn't been for you, I would've totally melted. I uh..." there's a quick pat-down given to her dark tracksuit. "...dang. I must've forgot my wallet up at the office again, but I promise to pay your kindness back soon! osu!"

excited eyes brighten as silene receives dendra's rejuvenated attention. "saaaaay, I don't even think we've met before--I'm dendra! I'm the new battle studies teacher at the academy!" she beams proudly, bowing as she takes in silene's look with unabashed appreciation. "love your piercings! you don't happen to work at the center here, do you...?"

a sheepish look crosses dendra's expressive face, and she rubs at the back of her neck. "I'm very familiar with the mesagoza center staff. you might say I'm, uh...a little 'accident-prone.' heh."

[trainersearchsystem]

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