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nice legs daisy dukes

[my-scarlet-princess]

Happy　HALLOWEEN！

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Pixiv

[chandelurelover]

Artist: http://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=602822

[recordxtio-blog]

“I’m not...cut out for this. I don’t know why I’m still even trying something so out of my league...but what else do I do...?”

[kk-atelyn-deactivated20210830]

president white in a suit is everything tbh

[chandelurelover]

Artist: http://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=319735

[recordxtio-blog]

I forgot White still has a bundle of little Joltik that she did Not Mean To Adopt

[rpstartersanskboxfillers]

My muse shows up at your muses doorstep in the middle of the night. Without saying a thing, they collapse into your muse's arms. Put your muse's reaction in my ask box.

[recordxtio-blog]

send me  ‘ hc ‘  + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character.

[sempxtemper-archive-deactivated]

i want my muses to have more deep conversations. like reacting to things is cool & putting them on the spot is fun but exploring their mind with the help of another muse & watching your muse discover who they are gradually & dig into the depths of their soul man i need more of this.

[silvertippedrph]

anonymously message me with a plot & i'll respond with whether i would be interested or not, then make a starter for it.

note: this is simply to try and help people break the ice of rp'ing or for those who want to rp something off someone’s wishlist, but are just a little too shy. this can remain completely anonymous! so if you receive a plot you like you’re essentially making an open starter based on that plot unless the other person comes forward :)

[x--crimson-archived]

     “Trus’ me, I can handle Beaky here jus’ fine.” Sapphire remarks with a rather toothy grin. Best to leave it at that—- she didn’t want to give the impression she was here to cause any trouble, after all. Instead, fingers delicately outstretch the Pokemon’s wing, sharp blue eyes surveying ruffled feathers and the curve of the bone that supports the creature.

     “I ain’t met Miss Juniper yet, nah… ‘m plannin’ to rendezvous later but I ain’t really had the chance yet. Mostly roughin’ it t’ill then, y’know?” Fingers slide from Brav’s wing, only to take interest in his beak instead. “Daaaang. This fella could crack a skull like an egg!”

[recordxtio-blog]

White watched with faint concern as the girl continued to study the flying type with all too invasive interest. Brav only seemed rather outraged at all this unwarranted approach. Not something that would be handled so roughly normally, but when he was pretty much being manhandled by someone other than this former or current trainer, well, that didn’t sit well with him.

“It’s not so much if you can handle him...he just...doesn’t seem to be liking what you’re doing at all.” She pointed out, raising a brow as a small movement from the bird has her retract her hand from its feathers.

[x--crimson-archived]

     “I’m definitely not a pro but… they are fun. I entered one kinda on a whim, just ‘cuz? And i ended up having a pretty good time! Heck, the contest hall is where I got my Pikachu— ”

     The conversation tapers into a thoughtful hum.

     “But… even if you’re not after ribbons and not taking it seriously, I think it’s something worth trying. The atmosphere is really great, y’know? People are so happy and excited when they’re watching something like that that it’s hard not to get pumped yourself. I’m not too good at the ‘looking cute and being stylish’ junk but… I do like seeing folks get so passionate. There’s something rally rad about seeing people and Pokemon having such a great time together!“

[recordxtio-blog]

“That does sound interestin’. It is nice to see trainers bondin’ with their Pokemon doin’ something fun like that.” Given her fondness for performance and show, contests seemed like something she would take some enjoyment out of. Even if not participating in, watching would be satisfactory as well. 

“I think if I ever get m’self out of this region, I’d consider goin’ somewhere where I can watch contests. My curiosity’s sparked. I’d at least wantna witness a contest, even if I don’t take part.”

[luneglaive]

A part of him was anxious about meet—or rather seeing again—the Pokemon he had before. It was mostly the fact he didn’t really remember them… what would they think? They’d been with White this whole time, maybe they’d grown used to her or something. He wouldn’t be super surprised if that was the case. His arm rubbed the back of his head when she spoke up about the house, chuckling a little.

“Yeah, it was! Definitely better than sleepin’ out near that cave, huh?” Though the grass surrounding this place wasn’t too bad and all. Avoiding the Chasm was your best bet, though. 

“Ah— okay.” At her words, he definitely shuffled his hands out in front of him, palms upturned so she could place them in his hands. Once the balls were placed, he glanced down at the Pokemon within the see-through containers. Some of them seemed in disbelief while others were nearly wiggling out of excitement just to see him ( and maybe even disbelief ). Black could only blink, brows furrowing in an attempt to maybe try to remember something… maybe even their names if they had them.

“You, uh, wouldn’t mind if I let them out?”

[recordxtio-blog]

It felt so strange for Black to have to ask if he could let his own Pokemon out of their pokeballs. White certainly felt like she had no place to say yes or no to that. They were his, it was his decision. But he also couldn’t remember them. She doubted he really felt like it was his decision.

“They are still yours...of course you can, if you want to.” White answered with a small nod. She wasn’t sure how they would act when they were let out. Excited sure, but what about when Black didn’t act as familiar in return? It did worry her faintly, she couldn’t deny that. Memories or not though, it felt more proper for Black to have his Pokemon, than her keeping them like this. 

“Here--look here first.” She then said, pointing to one of the Pokeballs. “Emboar, is Bo.” She started, letting Black know the names first, at least. She pointed to each, reciting their names to Black one by one, so he could follow. “Your team, from before. They were...your friends, even.” It was good to see them excited at the prospect of reuniting though, situation aside. 

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Shady Characters @White(recordxtio)

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    Even if the ball hits its mark, even if the Pokemon is sufficiently weakened, there’s still usually a chance, even if it’s a small one, that the Pokemon could still escape. Approach too soon, and you may just end up being attacked by the frightened and escaping Pokemon, which is something Blue would rather avoid. Although, it’s only a short time before she finds out exactly what the outcome would be; a resounding click, indicating that the Pokemon had been successfully caught.

    “We got it!” Rushing over to the ball, humming happily, she reaches down and scoops it up, hoping to get a look at the Eevee that was sure to be her prize…

    “Huh?” The Pokemon in the ball is a familiar one, but not one she expected to find in Unova. Pink, small, and (though she can’t tell looking at it inside it’s ball) twice the size of Eevee, the Pokemon is unmistakably a Skitty.

[recordxtio-blog]

“Well would ya look at that.” White glanced at the ball once Blue had retrieved it, Darling behind her and curious as well. “Ah...”

She spares a small, sympathetic chuckle, before rubbing the back of her own neck. “Guess that’s what happens when ya catch a Pokemon ya can’t even see off guard...” She mumbled. “Sorry about that. Accidents happen, huh?” Even Darling gave a huff, sighing slightly. At least it was caught successfully, even if it wasn’t the Eevee Blue wanted. “Like I said, Eevee are hard to find here. Guess there’s always the big chance your target isn’t gonna be the one you’re lookin’ for.”

[x--crimson-archived]

     “Performances? Y’mean like contests and junk like that?” May inquires with a tilt of her head. White was write on that account—- it is a bit of a surprise, though more of an amusing and charming one than anything. It wasn’t often she met trainers who dabbled in more than just gym battles and something about the change of pace is refreshing in an odd way.

     “I heard that movies are super duper popular here… with, like, Pokemon actors and everything! Heh. Back home, we don’t really have stuff like that. Johto’s a pretty quiet place, y’know? I think the flashiest thing we’ve got is PokeAthelon and that’s more of a sport-sy thing for sure.”

      A pause follows, thoughtful perhaps. “I’ve entered a few contests but ‘m not real good at ‘em. They’re fun though. What about you? D’ya just spectate stuff like that or have you ever performed?”

[recordxtio-blog]

White spared a subtle smile. “Contests...mm, honestly, I’ve never been in a Pokemon contest before. They’re not as ragingly popular here as they are in Sinnoh or Hoenn. Though I’m pretty familiar with movies and performances. I see those a lot.”

Well, she’s been part of the production, of a lot of them. But, she isn’t about to throw that out there, when she was trying not to even think about that bit.

“Contests look pretty interesting though. But they definitely look like something that would need a little more planning than just...jumping right into one. I like to think at least a couple of my Pokemon would be good for those though.” Oddly enough though her own caught Pokemon were certainly more used to battling then they were to showtime. Simply because of the reasons why she had caught them at the start.

[salarydam]

by 会長

Translation

Black : Don’t you think it’s pretty, Prez! White : … Yeah (the two of us only…)