Try and find me...

// Indie Pokemon RP blog for my OC Sabrina (Bree). All fandoms, OCs, and canon characters are welcome. THIS BLOG IS NO LONGER ACTIVE, BUT AN ARCHIVE.

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Bree won’t come back to me no matter how much I try. She slips in and out and I can’t keep her consistently. It is unlikely I will continue with this character. Letting her go sounds like the best option right now and it will grant me the freedom I need to create a new muse. As of now, this blog is an archive.

I’m working on another character right now. I will at least let my mutuals know when the new blog is up in case you all are interested. It may become active sometime in the summer.

Thank you all for being patient with me and writing with me. I had a blast and I hope we can have new adventures sometime in the future. Until then, I bid you all goodbye.

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Bree fled!

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Footsteps fell on the ground in a rhythmic fashion as their owner made his way through the area with a clipboard in his hands. The Leader of Team Magma was a very busy person, always having his nose in some spreadsheet of data, report or the like. He would have kept going had something not caught his attention.

There was a long pause as he regards his new companion, amber eyes showing a hint of annoyance.

"Can I help you?”

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Bree had hoped she would be able to continue to follow the intriguing man undetected. She had even returned Chicky to his pokeball so he wouldn't make such a fuss, and yet, it was all for naught. Bree didn't know how to even begin to explain herself. The red-hair-glasses-man did not at all seem pleased to see her and Bree was not at all pleased to be addressed. She was in quite the predicament.

Her first instinct was to look for an exit so she wouldn't have to face those amber eyes, but as she shifted her head a bit to look for one, she caught a glint coming from the severe man's glasses. Instantly forgetting her unease, she locked onto the colorful stone embedded on the rim. There was something tantalizing about it, and she could not help but point and blurt out:

"What is that?"

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Mun's tentative rp schedule

// The semester has started and so has the final phase of my teaching certification, woo!

This week will be a pretty chill week work-wise but come next week, that's gonna change a little. However, I am determined to keep to a rigid schedule so that I may continue to rp on here. I don't want to lose Bree again.

This week, I will be able to come on every day, but come next week and the following weeks, I will only be able to make time to come on here on Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays in the evening. During that time, I will attempt to dish out at least one reply per day.

That is all :) //

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A wild Bree appeared!

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// All I got left to do is to update abilities and descriptions for Bree’s Pokemon. Otherwise, Bree is rebooted and ready to go.

Like this post for a starter or send an ask and we’ll plot :3 //

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// tomorrow imma go see the bae so I likely wont be replying to anything from tomorrow till sunday afternoon. I know I am missing one starter for ekkusumoi. If you want a starter, like this post.

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Send me a "旦" If our muses haven't interacted yet and but you want us to change that.

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A person’s voice, and it was not his trainer’s. This wasn’t good. His trainer didn’t like it when people got into the forest, and if uncle Aerodactyl found her, he might scare her off to keep her away.

The baby couldn’t see, but hearing her voice closer made him step back. He was looking for flowers, not humans. Were there other Pokémon with her…? He could hear someone else.

He was not strong enough to fight. In fact, he could only train against the forest’s Pokémon, who always helped him and his trainer. So he didn’t want to get in trouble, far less be caught by some random trainer. He already had his own.

Deino emited a low growl, taking another step back. If anything happened, he’d growl loudly enough for Aerodactyl to hear him. And that person would be in a trouble. 

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Bree froze at the growl, crestfallen. It would have been too much to ask for the Deino to be friendly or at least unafraid, but being blind, it couldn't be easy. Chicky took a careful step closer to his trainer. He knew Deino weren't native to this forest, and if this one had friends, he would have to be ready to defend Bree.

Careful not to make too much noise, Bree reached for her bag and took out the berry pouch. Perhaps she could coax Deino into trusting her by offering a berry? It was worth a try. Wary that this could result in a bite to the hand, she reached out and held a pecha berry about a foot away from the dragon's nose.

"I picked it myself, Deino, so it's really delicious," she said kindly.

Chicky meanwhile held his breath. He would have to intervene if Deino latched onto her arm.

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Meanwhile the baby is looking for flowers in his forest.

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Chicky spotted the Deino first, his blue face visible between the tall grass. He seemed to be looking for something and was wandering close to the campsite. Having no other ideas, he alerted Bree, who was unpacking the tent and sleeping bags from Salem's back.

"Wow, a Deino!" she whispered excitedly. Her thoughts ran to Maly first, and immediately she regretted not having the dragon with her.

"I'd be careful if I were you. We don't know if he's alone," Chicky warned.

Bree nodded as closed in on the little dragon tentatively, keeping a careful eye on his movements. She'd had enough bites from Maly.

"What are you looking for?" she asked, hoping Deino would speak.

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Reblog if I can come into your inbox and start a conversation in character.

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A wild Bree appeared!

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I have 2 reply velocities

Option one: you will wait until the end of the year for a reply

Option two: I WILL REPLY THE FREAKING SECOND YOU DO

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Seize the Day!

Starter for grasstraineranton

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Bree woke up with an itch. Well, hunger too, but the itch was much stronger. It wasn't an itch of the physical kind but a mental one; one that told her to seize the day. Bree once read on a billboard on her way to Rustburo that the best way to start the morning was with physical activity, and that was what she intended to do. And what better way to begin the day, Bree thought, than with a flight in search of my next opponent? Her mind made up, she roused Chicky and Tropi, summoned Starr and together, they flew off in the direction of the rocky hills that housed the Meteor Falls caverns, where Bree hoped to find other early birds itching for a fight.

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Bree had left Meowow and Maly alone with the tent and supplies while she went off with Chicky to find food. The rest of the team were off hunting. Meowow was beginning to doze off. Maly kept an eye on the trail. Boredom was filling her head with ideas.

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A wild Bree appeared!

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Please reblog this as silent permission for me to rp with you.

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