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(*Sigh*)

A small PSA for people beginning to think about Halloween already:

Please don’t adopt or catch Dark or Ghost Type Pokémon just for the sake of the holiday. The months after Halloween is when many shelters get a resurgence of people returning Pokémon of these specific types.

This can also include other Pokémon that resemble traditional Halloween decor such as arachnid Pokémon, bat Pokémon, and some Bug and Poison types.

That isn’t evening mentioning all the abandonment that occurs and is recorded throughout November and December.

These Pokémon are not your decorations.

#(*he felt like he needed to say something after seeing several posts about it*)#pokemon #pkmn irl #pkmn rp #grimsley irl

(Closed starter for @grimsley-official)

"Hey Grimsley." The gastly is approaches the dark-type user. The shorter man seemed to appear out of nowhere, from the side of the large building. "No Damien today if that's alright, he's working late at the bar tonight." Gage feels the need to explain, as the ghost is indeed alone for once, and not surrounded by his boisterous siblings, "So, you ready to go?"

#pkmn irl #pkmn rp #offscreen post #grimsley irl #gage the gastly #closed starter

…Sounds like Grimsley’s trainin’…

Wonder what happened.

#pokemon #pkmn irl #pkmn rp #marshal irl #grimsley irl

Broken Ties (Closed starter for @grimsley-official)

"I still don't understand why we had t'leave so soon. I wanted to see Elesa's gym!"

Piers is pacing back and forth in Grimsley's livingroom, before he stops and sighs. "I know Mar... I know."

"Like, m'not tryin' to be a brat but... it's not fair."

"Marnie listen-" Piers kneels down in front of his sister, who is currently sulking on the couch. He takes her hand in his, land looks her in the eyes, "I promise we'll see Nimbasa gym before we leave, but somethin'... isn't right with Uncle."

"...What do you mean?"

"The... the way he sounded on the phone, he sounded worried- no, almost scared." he squeezes Marnie's hand, "Something is happening, I can feel it. An' we need t'be here for our family, alright?"

Marnie, still slightly disappointed, sighs and nods slowly, "Alright, big bro... I understand."

"Thank ya." Piers is back up on his feet and, lightly ruffles his sister's hair affectionately, "Also act casual around Grimsley, let him come out and tell us what's wrong on his own. We don' need him stressin' out anymore than he has been."

The young teen nods again in response. She's about to say something else when they hear footsteps approaching the door. Piers puts a finger to his lips, shushing Marnie, as the door begins to open.