Hopeful Harmonic

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Dear Undella Bay community. I have been removed from this group for absoloutely no reason whatsoever, and I think you should hear about it.

I’ve been approached by Mod Jiji on different occasions. The first time accusing me of double accounting for Weavile, and the second time accusing me of being underage on this site. They have not approached me and first asked me, but much rather had mod group discussions and made assumptions, and it has been particularily unfair on my behalf, as I’m supposed to defend myself against a team of three biased moderators who will defend each other until wits end.

Very recently Jiji approached me about my age and used ‘evidence’ against me. Stalking my personal blogs, not linked to this account in any way, and even going as far as to stalk my Deviantart from a year or two ago. My deviantart is in no way shape or form linked anywhere, which meant the mod team had to physically type in my name in order to find it. This type of information is personal, and in turn, caused me to have a panic attack. By Mod Jiji  I was shown no form of apology for what had been caused and was simply ignored, then I turned to Mod Scad. 

Mod Scad apologised for the panic attack, which I am grateful for, and we then came to the compromise of not doing NSFW rp’s on this blog. I made the changes, but Scad requested that I apologise to Mod Jiji for the way I spoke. I will admit, I was unprofessional and swore a lot towards Mod Jiji, but this was upon finding out that they had gone to my DEVIANTART of all places, and I was essentially panicked and in the midst of a panic attack at that time. I agreed to apologise nonetheless, but requested that in turn Jiji apologise to me too for ignoring me, and not resolving the previous situation with Weavile properly. 

I was refused, and instead of going through with said compromise, I was removed from the group with no arguement, and no say back.

The mod team is BIASED towards each other, and don’t give a fuck about anyone but themselves in regards to member issues. They only care about you if you give them information, and i will exclude mod hana from this as I have not seen anything from them in the past and present. Mod Jiji is known for stirring up drama, as UBR was made out of the hate that they had towards National Park RP.

UBR is fucked. That is all. I did nothing wrong, I was accused on two seperate occasions, and now I am being removed by a spiteful, judgemental, and horrible mod team who only care about their moderators wellbeing over one of the members in their group.

Thank you for RPing with me, and goodbye. I hope this opened your eyes.

- Akira.

[hopefulharmonic-blog]

Dear Undella Bay community. I have been removed from this group for absoloutely no reason whatsoever, and I think you should hear about it.

I’ve been approached by Mod Jiji on different occasions. The first time accusing me of double accounting for Weavile, and the second time accusing me of being underage on this site. They have not approached me and first asked me, but much rather had mod group discussions and made assumptions, and it has been particularily unfair on my behalf, as I’m supposed to defend myself against a team of three biased moderators who will defend each other until wits end.

Very recently Jiji approached me about my age and used ‘evidence’ against me. Stalking my personal blogs, not linked to this account in any way, and even going as far as to stalk my Deviantart from a year or two ago. My deviantart is in no way shape or form linked anywhere, which meant the mod team had to physically type in my name in order to find it. This type of information is personal, and in turn, caused me to have a panic attack. By Mod Jiji  I was shown no form of apology for what had been caused and was simply ignored, then I turned to Mod Scad. 

Mod Scad apologised for the panic attack, which I am grateful for, and we then came to the compromise of not doing NSFW rp’s on this blog. I made the changes, but Scad requested that I apologise to Mod Jiji for the way I spoke. I will admit, I was unprofessional and swore a lot towards Mod Jiji, but this was upon finding out that they had gone to my DEVIANTART of all places, and I was essentially panicked and in the midst of a panic attack at that time. I agreed to apologise nonetheless, but requested that in turn Jiji apologise to me too for ignoring me, and not resolving the previous situation with Weavile properly. 

I was refused, and instead of going through with said compromise, I was removed from the group with no arguement, and no say back.

The mod team is BIASED towards each other, and don’t give a fuck about anyone but themselves in regards to member issues. They only care about you if you give them information, and i will exclude mod hana from this as I have not seen anything from them in the past and present. Mod Jiji is known for stirring up drama, as UBR was made out of the hate that they had towards National Park RP.

UBR is fucked. That is all. I did nothing wrong, I was accused on two seperate occasions, and now I am being removed by a spiteful, judgemental, and horrible mod team who only care about their moderators wellbeing over one of the members in their group.

Thank you for RPing with me, and goodbye. I hope this opened your eyes.

- Akira.

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OOC PSA

I will no longer be accepting NSFW RP on either N, Lysandre or Steven’s blogs / threads! Thank you for reading.

- Akira / Vi

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Trees

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friendship for sale ;; n&red

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@hopefulharmonic

Uh Oh.

The amount of eyes that are on him and Zoroark make the usually bubbly and happy N, rather anxious. He didn’t like attention, especially a lot of it. So he shuts up really quickly. On the other hand, Zoroark was unaffected, although he did shut up at Red’s mention of money. Looking around quickly, Zoroark goes behind N and creates an Illusion.

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This has to be the most awkward lover’s spat he’s gotten inbetween—and did the pokémon just bring an ex into the mix? Literally? With the way the guy looks now, probably.

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@anyheights

Turning his attention to Red now, N blinks, and Zoroark shifts back to his normal form. He feels bad for doing that to N now, and instead decides to follow as the green haired tree man follows the other quickly. Trying his best to ignore those around him, he now focuses on the question asked of him.

“My name is N. Yours is Red, right? That’s what Pikachu told me at least.”

N you’re not supposed to tell him that, now he’ll think you’re weird. Talking to Pokemon isn’t a normal thing dork. 

“This is Zoroark, he’s my partner, almost like a brother to me.”

“Zoro-Zoroark.”

The Fox Pokemon scampering alongside N let out a yip as he was mentioned, and continued to hop alongside.

“Sorry... about that ‘performance’ back there... Zoroark isn’t being nice to me.”

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Starter Call

Looks Like N needs some new thread partners. Like this post for a thread! Taking three atm.

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Character Study

𝑇𝑅𝐴𝐼𝑇𝑆 & 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑅𝐴𝐶𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑇𝐼𝐶𝑆

BOLD all that applies to your muse. italicized  -  applicable depending on scenario

• eyes: blue | green | brown | hazel | gray | gray-blue | other • hair: blond | sandy | brown | black | auburn | ginger | grey / white | multi-color | green • body type: skinny | slender | slim | built | curvy | athletic | average | muscular | pudgy | overweight • skin: pale | light | fair | freckled | tan | olive | medium | dark | discolored • gender: male | female | trans | cis | agender | demigender | genderfluid | other | doesn’t like labels | don’t have any definite headcanon either way • sexuality: heterosexual | homosexual | bisexual | pansexual | asexual | demisexual | other  | doesn’t like labels • romantic orientation: homoromantic | heteroromantic | biromantic | panromantic | aromantic | demiromantic | unsure | doesn’t like labels | polyamorous | 

• species: human | undead | shapeshifter | demon | angel | witch | ghost | incubus / succubus | werewolf | alien | mutant | android | fae | • education: high school | college | university | master’s degree | PhD | Private education • i’ve been: in love | hurt | ill | mentally abused | bullied | physically abused | tortured | brainwashed | shot ( yikes ) 

• positive traits: affectionate | adventurous | athletic | brave | careful | charming | confident | creative | cunning | determined | forgiving | generous | honest | humorous | intelligent | loyal | modest | patient | selfless | polite | down-to-earth | diligent | romantic | moral | fun-loving | charismatic | calm • negative traits: aggressive | bossy | cynical | envious | shy | fearful | greedy | gullible | jealous | impatient | impulsive | cocky | reckless | insecure | irresponsible | mistrustful | paranoid | possessive | sarcastic | self-conscious | selfish | swears | unstable | clumsy | rebellious | emotional | vengeful | anxious | self-sabotaging | moody | peevish | angry | pessimistic | slacker | irresponsible with self care 

• living situation: lives alone | lives with parent(s) / guardian | lives with significant other | lives with a friend | drifter | homeless | lives with children | in the forest with Pokemon • parents/guardian: mother | father | adoptive | foster | grandmother | grandfather • sibling(s): sister(s) | brother(s) | none | step sisters • relationship: single | crushing | dating | engaged | married | separated | it’s complicated

• i have a(n): learning disorder | personality disorder | mental disorder | anxiety disorder | sleep disorder | eating disorder | behavioral disorder | substance-related disorder | PTSD | mental disability | physical disability

• things i’ve done before: had alcohol | smoked | stolen | done drugs| self-harmed | starved | had sex | had a threesome | had a one-night stand | gotten into a fist fight | gone to hospital | gone to jail | used a fake ID | played hooky | gone to a rave | killed someone | had someone try to kill them

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Showstopper | N & Elesa

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N had to admit that he’d been fascinated in Elesa’s shows. They were certainly spectacles to behold, and when his Pokemon grew more excited than he did, it certainly only made him want to visit the rare occasion even more. The way his Pokemon felt and expressed their emotion when around something they loved made N very happy, and this was no different. 

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To her surprise, a familiar face was brought into the room. One of the ushers stood near the door, just in case the visitor had to be removed for whatever reason. It was the standard approach to whenever she had fans around, to make sure nothing bad would ever occur, and if it did, someone was right at the door to jump in. 

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@shiningchamomile

The first thing on N’s mind was how upset Elesa’s Emolga seemed to be with him. It was one of those things, that despite having been around it for several years, still shocked him. The fact that Pokemon and People could get along together, and that they cared and loved each other like family.  But he wasn’t the only one affected by Emolga’s chittering. From his belt, a Pokeball opened, and out came Zoroark. Not usually inside of the Pokeball, but for such a place like this, and with such worried feelings towards N, the Pokemon burst out defensively, immediately eyeing the Emolga back with an atmosphere of tension. 

Sensing the tension, N placed a hand atop his partners head, and glanced back to Elesa to answer her question. The bangles on his arms clicked against each other as he moved his hands, and it seemed like the loudest thing in the room at that time.

“In all honesty. We’re actually here to.... apologise.”

Getting that out there was the hardest thing. Elesa was the first of many different people that he planned to apologise to. She was the first, simply because she was the closest to N at this time. He could never pinpoint where different people would be, especially considering the change between seven years, but he knew that since she was one of the busiest, it would have been better to speak to her first, rather than any other time. 

With a glance back to Zoroark, who was focused on the Pokemon, he seemed to have a rather sad expression on his face. 

“Ah... please don’t fight.”

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the highlight of my lowlife;

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@hildrtxt

She must have been feeling so many emotions at this moment in time, but honestly. He couldn’t blame her. It still hadn’t hit him properly yet that… this was her. 

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It was a rather odd scenario. One she had wanted — yes. Yet, it was still awkward she had to admit.

What should she say about everything? What should she do now that she had found him?                                                                  (Though he technically found her).

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@hildrtxt

She looked... so confused and lost. 

Far too confused and lost for N to feel happy with himself at that moment in time. He’d done this. Of course, he’d wanted to find her, 

Of course, he’d known that finding her would have resulted in emotions being stirred, such as they are now.

But he had never been mentally prepared to handle or deal with the guilt that stemmed from it, that pierced his heart and soul with an aching feeling. 

“You were searching for me?”

She turned so quickly to him, that her disbelief could not have been more present in that moment, and it hurt, obviously. but he understood. Why would he have gone searching for her? He left. Not her. But he did because he regretted his decision to leave. 

If he were going to find these people and Pokemon, he wanted her to be there, to see that she was successful. To see that she’d managed to change him entirely from the manipulated mind his father had groomed all these years. She’d changed him for good.

Then she fumbled with her words, and after a moment, revealed that she’d been doing the same. But N was already aware of that, which was part of the guilt. He knew that she’d been looking for him for a long time. He looked down, tilting his cap a little, as he stared at the greenery below them.

“Did you find any trainers? Ones that loved their Pokemon?”

His head shot up, and with wide eyes, he nodded, moving to find his own bag, which sat behind the two of them. He picked it up, and took out a rather used, worn and torn book, which looked like a diary honestly. It was his travel log something that he’d put together because she was never there to experience it with him. 

He couldn’t help but feel even a little bit embarrassed though, considering he’d put her in there too. But he shook it off.

“I... looked everywhere, and I found a lot of different people and Pokemon, who expressed love and care to their Pokemon, just as you did with yours. They were happy, and it made me happy.”

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friendship for sale ;; n&red

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@hopefulharmonic

N steps back from the two of them, and then puts his hands into his pockets. Pikachu genuinely looked happy, which was enough for N. Red however… not so much. His trainer looked excessively confused, which now that N thought about it, was understandable. But then again, if someone offered to buy Zoroark a painting, N would let them! Because Zoroark would love a present like that.

As if on cue, Zoroark released itself from his Pokeball, and appeared by N’s side. It turned to Red and Pikachu, and looked them over, before it’s eyes settled on the painting, and then slowly the Pokemon turned back to N.

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As if television drama couldn’t be more brought to life in this moment, a pokémon comes out without command or introduction. And it knows every exact detail that just went down.

Or so that’s what the look in the zoroark’s eyes said (wow, a zoroark. neat). And for the first time since Red found Pikachu again, he thought he might just know his place in all this:

an observer. One that needed popcorn, stat.

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@anyheights

Uh Oh. 

The amount of eyes that are on him and Zoroark make the usually bubbly and happy N, rather anxious. He didn’t like attention, especially a lot of it. So he shuts up really quickly. On the other hand, Zoroark was unaffected, although he did shut up at Red’s mention of money. Looking around quickly, Zoroark goes behind N and creates an Illusion.

Standing behind N with the worst grin in the world, is someone N hasn’t seen for a long time. It’s not the real deal, but Zoroark just likes to torture him sometimes. He’s much quieter now that she’s here, a feeling of guilt washing over him. He supposes it’s payback for selling their meal and room to a complete stranger, but it is doing N some favours. He doesn’t look like a weirdo now, for talking to a Pokemon. 

Turning apologetically to Red, he nods in agreement. Maybe it is best if they go elsewhere. Rather quietly and quickly he speaks

“Do you perhaps have a suggestion as to where we should go...?”

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friendship for sale ;; n&red

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@hopefulharmonic

Of course he is! It’s N. He’s got… enough…

He does have enough, but he’s probably going to have to sleep in a tree tonight, rather than the Pokemon Centre hotel like he prefers to. But hey! If it’s to make a Pokemon happy, then of course he’d do it.

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Mister McGrass-hair was actually going to do it. Consider Red surprised, dumbfounded, not actually sure if his pikachu had happened upon a secret rich kid or a completely quirky individual. Leaning heavy on the latter, considering the former rarely got to happen in his life.

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@anyheights

N steps back from the two of them, and then puts his hands into his pockets. Pikachu genuinely looked happy, which was enough for N. Red however... not so much. His trainer looked excessively confused, which now that N thought about it, was understandable. But then again, if someone offered to buy Zoroark a painting, N would let them! Because Zoroark would love a present like that.

As if on cue, Zoroark released itself from his Pokeball, and appeared by N’s side. It turned to Red and Pikachu, and looked them over, before it’s eyes settled on the painting, and then slowly the Pokemon turned back to N.

“ 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞. “ 

To Red, Zoroark would have made the normal growling noises that a Zoroark tended to make, but N looked at him as if he’d just been caught performing a crime. He scratched his cheek and let out an “Erm...”

“Well... you see...”

“ 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐭. 𝐍 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠!”

“But-- But--??”

“𝐍𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐬!! 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭??”

N shifted awkwardly in his spot, and he fumbled to his wallet again to check how much he had left. He swallowed, hands counting coins and notes, spare change deciding the latter question. With one last apologetic glance to Red, who he was sure would be freaked out by his conversation with Zoroark - as most people were - 

“I mean... you can eat tonight--”

“𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓!”

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friendship for sale ;; n&red

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@hopefulharmonic

This guy sure was a quiet one! He’d been quiet for well over two minutes. But N just stood there with this painfully truthful smile on his face. He honestly just wanted to buy the Pokemon the painting.

Two minutes turned to three, and then four….

…

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The price? The equivalent of 40 euros, and that was because it was small enough to be so cheap. Hearing the price, Red has to wonder if the guy had that kind of cash to spare, and to throw it away on a painting for a pokémon he just met.

Unless he was secretly a rich eccentric guy, and that would actually explain everything.

Red’s watched television, he knows how these plot lines go.

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Of course he is! It's N. He's got... enough...

He does have enough, but he's probably going to have to sleep in a tree tonight, rather than the Pokemon Centre hotel like he prefers to. But hey! If it's to make a Pokemon happy, then of course he'd do it.

"Hm... I'll take it!"

He fumbled in his wallet for the payment that he would hand over to the artist, before moving to pick up the painting. It was small... maybe Pikachu would like to carry it?

"Pikachu? Would you perhaps like to hold your new gift?"

He smiled as he leant down with the painting in hand.     He may not be able to hold it all the time, but at least he should be able to hold it once or twice.

N glances back up to Red as he holds the painting out, with a big smile, still slapped onto his face, as if he's just made both himself and Pikachu the happiest beings in the whole world.

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A Chance Meeting || N & Sun

@stepoutofthesunn​ Although it was rather early in the morning, with the sun just having broke the horizon of endless sea, and water, Vermilion City was bustling with life. The most popular and alive ‘attraction’ was the S.S. Aqua, which both served as entertainment and transportation for trainers who were seeking to battle as they travelled from Kanto to Johto. N Harmonia, a young man that looked quite odd and out of place in the Kanto region, was about to get onto the ship. His faithful Zoroark, by his side. He smiled at the receptionist, ensuring he had his passport, and proper papers in order to be able to take the ship. She checked them over repeatedly, for a moment, asking him questions about Unova, to which he promptly fixed his hat and politely answered. 

Deciding to let him go, N then walked towards the entrance-way, Zoroark scampering alongside him. 

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While Vermilion City was slowly bursting with life as the sun broke the horizon, many shops were opening up and fishermen were heading out to their boats in the harbor. It was routine for the people who lived, so natural in fact that Sun nearly found himself falling back into it despite not living there for years. Vermilion City was one of the last places in Kanto he had wanted to visit before traveling to Johto, and granted he was going to have to be in the city anyways if he wanted to go through his planned mode of transportation. 

Sun had stayed at a family friend’s house for the time being until he packed his bags this morning , saying goodbye to his hosts and promising to keep in touch before heading out. With Incineroar out trailing behind him, the two hurried as they made sure that they got to their destination, the S.S. Aqua.

They had plenty of time before the ship left the harbor but the sooner he got there the better.

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Looking around, N grinned widely, much to Zoroark’s dismay, he’d have to be ‘babysitting’ for a while longer. His trainer was clearly on the verge of exploding into an amalgamation of words. As N watched someone get onto the ship, he marvelled at the Pokemon that followed. He’d never seen such a Pokemon before. Although he felt like he recognised it somehow. 

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Sun pondered on what he should do next, stay on deck or head back to his room? He wanted to stay up here to watch the ship sail off but it was also fairly early and like others, sleeping more was a good point to make. However after a few more moments, he decided on staying up on the deck. In the meantime until then, maybe he’d take a seat on one of the chairs but something else caught his attention resulting in him not walking towards it. 

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His name was Sun? That was rather fascinating. You don’t see many people named Sun around… maybe it was a nickname? Lots of people are usually called Helios. Thank god that N was also paying attention to what he had said though, or else he’d be confused right now, and it’d be very awkward! “I’m from Unova. Are you from… Kanto?”

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Well, you certainly don’t meet a lot of people that go by a letter for a name that’s for sure, but the peculiar naming of both of them was something they could both relate to. Really though, what was the point of naming them such a thing?

“Oh cool! I visited there a few months ago although. . it wasn’t a very long trip.” He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. 

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“𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫? 𝐈𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧?“

Zoroark folded his arms as he watched his trainer converse with the smaller trainer. There was a smile plastered to N’s face which couldn’t be moved by anything, and he always had that stupidly wild christmas hair tree which couldn’t be shaken no matter how often he brushed it.

“Alola and Kanto.... what beautiful places. Have you ever perhaps been to Hoenn...?”

He was far too interested in this conversation, it wasn’t even about anything special, it was just someone new. Someone new always peaked N’s interest. Especially trainers full of potential like Sun!

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friendship for sale ;; n&red

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@hopefulharmonic

Why…? N blinked at that question. Was it not normal for people to buy presents for Pokemon? He just liked Pikachu, and wanted to show his gratitude by buying it a present! Yeah! That’s what he’ll tell him.

“Pikachu here approached me and… showed me his favourite painting. So I… decided to buy it for him? He’s my friend now!”

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That answer

was a dumb answer.

Red continues to stare with the same dumbfounded expression and everything to him, this situation…not one that he knew immediately what to do with. No one just said things like that in real life, but the guy’s own confusion, the way he spoke and his composure—it was all absolutely honest, which left Red more baffled than if he had any sense of it being fake, and the person actually being after something from him as he might’ve believed a moment ago.

He looks to the painter, seller, whoever man, for some kind of help. But he sits with no intention to get involved.

Pikachu chirps, oblivious to any problems.

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@anyheights

This guy sure was a quiet one! He’d been quiet for well over two minutes. But N just stood there with this painfully truthful smile on his face. He honestly just wanted to buy the Pokemon the painting. 

Two minutes turned to three, and then four....

...

He’d been about to speak up and say something when Red had done it for him. Oh! He was allowed to buy it? Great! He turned in the direction of the artist, and reached into his pocket for his wallet.

“How... much will it be for the painting?”

N was fuelled by the noise that Pikachu had made. He was extremely excited, and that too made N excited. Simply buying something for Pikachu would make him happy, and N wanted to do that for him.

No matter the cost, N would buy this painting, whether it killed him or not.

Oh my god he’s completely serious. N’s going to be broke because of Pikachu.

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@hopefulharmonic

A short laugh was let out as the Pokemon nodded. He was exceptionally enthusiastic wasn’t he? It warmed N’s heart to see a Pokemon as happy as the one by his feet. He smiled down at him, tilting his head, before he looked up to the seller. He was about to ask how much the painting would cost, before he heard a voice.

“What’re you doing?”

The name—his name—gets him to stare blankly at the guy, taking him a good second to drag his gaze over to Pikachu, who smiles at him as sweetly as ever.

A person knowing his name wasn’t entirely out there, a surprise when in a region outside Kanto or Unova, but possibly. A guy explaining that he was thinking of buying his pokémon a painting?

Uh.

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Why...? N blinked at that question. Was it not normal for people to buy presents for Pokemon? He just liked Pikachu, and wanted to show his gratitude by buying it a present! Yeah! That’s what he’ll tell him.

“Pikachu here approached me and... showed me his favourite painting. So I... decided to buy it for him? He’s my friend now!”

N smiled at that, the word friend. He doesn’t have many, asides from the Pokemon he travelled with. He gave Red an innocent look, standing up properly, and shifting his hat once more nervously. 

Glancing back down to Pikachu, he furrowed his brows, and then looked back up to Red. Was there something wrong with this...?

He was so blissfully unaware of how weird he looked right now.

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Standing back up, as the excited Pokemon wandered between paintings, a small smile made it’s way onto his lips. His gaze followed Pikachu’s path between paintings big and small.

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The seller, artist? watches in continued amusement to the scene, the oddity of it only part of the charm. Something to talk about later, a peculiar but fond moment: of a boy charmed by a pikachu, and that pikachu wide-eyed and charmed in turn by his generosity. 

For Pikachu lets out a long ‘piiiii?’ in question, taken aback by the offer. He looks again to the painting for a second before returning with enthusiastic nods, falling onto all fours to skitter over to the green-haired human, but also not really knowing what to do with his excitement, his happiness. He sits up by his feet, squeaking in delight.

“What’re you doing?”

—the voice comes from behind the pair, hushing Pikachu instantly.

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A short laugh was let out as the Pokemon nodded. He was exceptionally enthusiastic wasn’t he? It warmed N’s heart to see a Pokemon as happy as the one by his feet. He smiled down at him, tilting his head, before he looked up to the seller. He was about to ask how much the painting would cost, before he heard a voice.

“What’re you doing?”

This caused N to turn his head and blink. There was a trainer here. Oh! This must mean the Pikachu does belong to someone after all. He didn’t look like a horrible trainer, just one concerned for what his Pikachu was doing with a complete stranger, which was understandable. Speaking of Pikachu, by his feet, the Pokemon squeaked happily.

This trainers name was Red? Sounded familiar somehow. But what really struck N was the term ‘friend’. It made him pause entirely and caused the smile to widen across his face. A friend. He was... a friend. That was nice.

But he has to answer Red. 

“I was about to buy this painting for your partner here. I hope that’s okay with you, Red.”

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❤️  - What do you look forward to in your soulmate ?

“ I look forward to being able to be happy with them. I look forward to having someone that I can cherish and love, and show them that love that I have.”

“I’d love to able to take my soulmate out to the beach, and just laze with them for hours on end, happy being only in each other’s comfort. Someone I can sit with under a thousand stars and tell all my thoughts and feelings to. Just the bliss and pure love that I have for them, and that they have for me, would be something to look forward to.”

“Call me a cheesy romantic, but I’d do anything for my soulmate, because if they can find it in their heart to love someone like me, they deserve the world, and move.”