#cannon-genius

[magma-princess-blog]

cannon-genius replied to your post: Why Courtney?

((Courtney was one of my first fave Pokémon characters srsly))

(( She was definitely one of mine as well! Most of the Hoenn characters were lovable, especially your rival since he/she was friends with the protag, unlike Green or Silver! ))

[lawrence-iii-blog]

"Hmm... How about a Swablu?"

Lawrence reaches into a cupboard and pulls out a ball of fluff. Behold! One (1) Shiny Cotton Candy. “Yes? No? Oh well." Lawrence stuffs a piece of the candy into his mouth and pulls out one (1) Shiny Swablu from the same cupboard.

"To the girl with her head in the clouds, a pokemon with the clouds around its head. Perhaps if you put your heads together, you will reach the stars."

[lawrence-iii-blog]

Summer Raffle: THE WINNERS

Lawrence stepped up onto a small makeshift stage composed of a few wooden crates. A farfetch'd in the back of the room shined a spotlight on him, while a crowd of three other farfetch'd cheered for and squawked at Lawrence from their perch on the floor.

Lawrence took a bow before his audience and lifted up a big fluffy pillow for all to see. Raising his other arm, he wiggled his fingers and plunged his hand into the pillow, sifting inside before producing three slips of paper. He unfolded them and read the names written therein out loud.

"Skyla. Eusine. Caitlin."

Once he finished, Lawrence took another deep bow and stepped off the stage. The farfetch'd kept cheering and squawking as the man took his leave.

What, you expected something more? Lawrence can't always be crazy and over the top. The collector does have a serious side he enjoys indulging in from time to time.

CONGRATULATIONS to our three lucky winners! Lawrence’s pillow is a true marvel, holding the key to the past, to the future, and to the names of those who are destined to own a Shiny new pokemon.

Skyla

Eusine

Caitlin

Please send Lawrence an Ask containing which Shiny pokemon you desire. REMEMBER: You may ask for a single pokemon — any pokemon — as long as it is either Dragon, Normal or Fighting.

[cannon-genius-blog]

The Backwards Cycle | Skyla & Kamitsure

So much for Nimbasa's Ferris wheel being the icon of the town; it was just down after down with that thing, Skyla had pretty fond memories of it, and she remembered people queueing up to use is by the dozen. Now the queues are almost non-existent, and any urges to take advantage of the quick ride access were non-existent for a mix of reasons, popular demand just lures in larger numbers, but if noone's interested... Well, noone's interested.

Skyla chose a more minimalistic method of travel in not using her plane when travelling a shorter distance, just making use of Swanna's flight. With her work stacking up, Skyla found herself without as much time to fly about Unova, fixing people's broken things, but this one meant a little more than that to her. Not only was that Ferris wheel getting unpopular, it was getting creaky, and potentially unsafe, and Skyla didn't want to turn down a friend's request so easily. All things considered, having a closer look at the machanics of fairground rides would only broaden her knowledge and horizons, heck, it could be something to write about in her work.

Upon arrival, looking up at that immobile Ferris wheel was actually quite sad. The amusement park grounds weren't at their busiest today, which Skyla found quite refreshing; working with the excessive screams of children and loud reverberating music wasn't always easy, that is, unless it's music she chose herself... But that was beyond the point, for now she just needed to wait, approaching the currently locked maintenance door for the wheel's mechanisms, perching her rear against it, and crossing her arms under her chest, crossing one leg over the other as she waited to meet Kamitsure at their agreed spot.

"Maybe I should make it a load faster... Naaah, can't be good for health and safety... A teeny bit faster? No no, people get what they pay for dammit... Hmm..." The engineer continued to mutter to herself in thought, kicking one of her large boots back and forth against the ground.