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A highly selective and private roleplay blog for Sunnyshore City's gym leader, Volkner, from Pokémon Platinum. This portrayal is mostly game-based, with a few headcanons thrown in, taking place years after the events of Mt. Coronet had occurred.

Finding his way through life events, such as moving on after the passing of a loved one and redeeming himself after hitting the depths of despair.

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Penned by Zeke (formely Abel)

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One day you’re watching the pokemon and it’s about Ash Ketchum getting jacked by training a magikarp to jump into space. Or Ash Ketchum becoming British and trying to convert people to the slowbro cult

The next is just like. Here’s all of Volkner’s pain concentrated in one episode.

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Villain teams

Volkner isn't really familiar with the other villainous groups of other regions outside of Neo Team Plasma (for past relationship reasons). Ask him about Rocket, Aqua, Magma, Flare, or any of the others, and he'd likely think you're talking about a sports team of some kind. Someone as distant as he focuses more on his own problems than those of the world. It's selfish on his part not to involve himself in being educated on them, but that's just the way he approaches those things

If he meets an admin, leader, or grunt, he's not going to treat them like they're evil incarnate. He knows what it's like to hit rock bottom and what that can drive people towards, but he knows that people can change for the better as well if given the chance. Sunnyshore itself has a decent population of reformed poachers and former grunts from other regions. In the anime, there's this pretty cool scene of how Volkner and Flint's efforts were enough to make a Pokémon poacher change his ways and lead a normal life, and even become one of their closest friends when they grew up.

With that being said, this doesn't mean Volkner gives a free pass for people to do cruel things in his presence. If you're hurting a Pokémon or an innocent civilian, he will intervene and put a stop to things rather swiftly. Sinnoh’s top gym may have his ups and downs when he just doesn't feel like doing anything, but he won't brush aside his morals and let you treat him as a door mat. But he’s also not the type to preach or lecture you about your life decisions as Professor Rowan would.

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@talesforged // A budding friendship

It had been a beautiful spring afternoon over at Hearthome High, class had just been dismissed, and the students came rushing out, whether it was to go home, hang out in town, or attend the various clubs and programs offered after classes finished. The campus had fallen silent, or at least it was until two students had a passionate debate... using their fists. Nearly everyone had feared the sight of their school's Surging Spark and Crimson Blaze, a rivalry spanning years, and anyone who got between the two of them was sure to end up with bruises.

Victories and losses would vary back and forth between the two; unfortunately, this time around Volkner had found himself on the defense, and a fiery flurry of fists was unleashed by Flint. It was no use trying to block; there were just too many and too fast. The hair on the blonde's neck stood up as the final blow came, launching him off his feet, crashing through the walls of the school's greenhouse, and onto a bed of cherry tomatoes. A cocky voice called out to Volkner as he lay there in defeat. "Enjoy the dirt nap, piss-head!"

Truth be told, the sound of Flint's smug voice hurt more than the bruises on his body. He'd pay him back tenfold once he found out a way around that stupid combo move of Flint's... but for now, he would recover with a rest move.

What seemed like an hour passed when, all of a sudden, a shriek woke the young man from his nap. Groaning, his eyes cracked open to see a Gardening club member and a Budew staring down at him; he was unsure which had let out such a sound. It was hard to tell if it was the sight of him or the crushed tomatoes that prompted such a response.

"Sorry about your tomatoes. Gimme a sec to get up, I'll help replant them."

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"Dude." Nate's eyebrows climb into his hairline. In his approach, he catches the tail-end of the blonde guy's conversation. Some short guy? "I know you can't possibly be talking about me."

Sure, the guy towers almost a good half a foot over him, but he's just unnaturally tall... At five feet eleven inches, Nate is already taller than the average Unovan male, and that's not even taking into account his heritage. Regardless, that's neither here nor there. He's far more interested in talking about the man's problem.

"Whatever. It sounds like everyone's having the same problem with their tickets for Rosa's film, but all the others I've tried to talk to are going through some fucking hysterics like it's the end of the world." Which, for some of Rosa's superfans, it might as well be. "You don't look like you're on the verge of tears. Could you explain in detail what happened with your tickets and describe the person who sold them to you?"

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Oh the amount of effort it took to stop Volkner from cracking up at the stranger's reaction, the fact that the young man got so defensive made the whole ordeal all the more endearing. Though as the questions continued to come his way something things began to connect in his head. Something did seem off, things he had brushed off due to several distractions on his cellphone to help cure the boredom of waiting in line.

"Well..."

The blonde tilted his head down so he could meet the 'taller than average unovan male' eye to eye as a sign he was taking the situation with some level of seriousness "Now that you mention it, they did look kinda dorky. All the ticket vendors had giant buns on the side of their hair, wore a visor, had blue eyes, leggings, and a shirt with the letter R." Maybe it was short for Rosa? "Are there characters in the movie who look like that? Might've been some promotional dress up."

Leaning his weight to his left leg the top gym leader rubbed the back of his own neck and let out a yawn.

"Who are you anyways?"

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Falkner is living through his nightmare, he found himself on the same team with electric type trainers

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