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// I want to come back, but it seems like Daring Frontier is a no-go anymore. So, I’ll be turning Jack into an Independent account so I can rp with all Pokemon blogs!

#{ ooc: behindthe;unknown }#{ calling all Pokemon blogs }

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From Hana no Mizo Shiru

#{ that faceclaim tho; }#{ youichi arikawa }#{ jack;willow }#{ poke;queue }

I really really really need to get my muse going again. Especially because I love Jack so much;;; uugghhhh! What to do, what to do!!

#{ ooc: behindthe;unknown }#{ i really need to get back on here cause i love my bbys so much }

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“Well…I’m not sure about Cinnabar, but I do know that there are scientists down in Ambrette Town that do resurrect fossils. I’m not sure if they’ll take requests from just anyone, though…” She smiled, watching Jack admire the fossil. “Buuuut…I am the region professor after all…And the labs do help fund a lot of their work…”

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“.....!!!” He looked back up at her with wonderment in his hues, as if she was Arceus herself before he shoved the fossil towards her, practically throwing it at her chest. “D-Do you think--!!” He couldn’t even finish due to his excitement. He practically bounced like a child, wanting her to say yes so badly even though he had no idea where or how far this Ambrette Town was in the Kalos region. All he knew was that there was a chance that he could see a real ancient Pokemon that lived long ago.

#{ short;stories }#profpinecone #omf i know right??#not to mention it would be first real Pokemon that would be his own besides Caterpie #and it would be from a different region and it could actually probably fight lmao

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"Professor Pine! I have a question for you, if you could indulge me! I found this odd Fossil while I was visiting your region and I tried to research it. It seems to be called a Sail Fossil? I was wondering if you could tell me more about it!"

“…Oh? A Sail Fossil..? Well, consider yourself lucky then..! Fossils are a tad hard to find. Not impossible, but not easy…Anyways, the Sail Fossil is the remains of the sails of the Ice and Rock typed Amaura, which evolves into Aurorus. Both of which are beautiful pokemon, though be careful of their crystals. You can get a nasty frostbite if you’re not careful…”

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“Wow... I wonder... If I took it to Cinnabar... Could I resurrect it? I’ve heard of special Scientists who could do that. I’d love to see one in person, if I could.” He mumbled, his fingers gently running along the fossil, admiring it carefully as he looked at it with wonder.

#{ short;stories }#profpinecone #I could see Jack having an Amaura!!

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Waterlogged || [ Jack and Vivian ]

Above Vivian, the sky had rumbled endlessly for hours. He didn’t bother to look up and confirm what was going on; the dull, barely present shadow of his own body gave it all away. It was going to rain soon. The day had been humid and warm. In some places, the air had crackled with overhead lightning.

“Looks like we’ll get to cool off soon,” a small grin appeared on his face as the accompanying Milotic gave a small noise, excited at the prospect of rain.

He sighed. This kind of weather was to be expected around Pastoria City, surrounded by water. It was a precise reason as to why he typically avoided coming here but when his father’s odd jobs and errands called, there was really no room to decline. This time, he had to make sure an envelope got to someone safely, something to do with a new building being put in. He wondered why it was always him to had to go do it, but then again, his only parent was constantly busy discussing one new project or another.

It was late in the afternoon when he’d finally reached the city, nose scrunching at the stink of the Great Marsh. He pondered why, as a little kid, he’d loved going there and getting covered in dark mud. Caught up in nostalgia, Vivian failed to realise it’d begun to rain. Light, at first; a smattering on his face, soon becoming a downpour. It was an enjoyment for a few minutes, until he remembered an “Extremely important envelope”, as his father described, was most likely soaked in his backpack.

As he panicked, Vivian went to hurry to the closest store with a shelter, expertly swinging his bag off his back. He nearly damaged the zips as he frantically opened it, digging around. Once located, Vivian pulled out the folder with relief, only to see in horror that it was soggy and slightly warm.

“Oh, fuck!” He swore loudly, looking over to his Milotic, whose head was turned to peer at something else. At the other end of the store’s roof was someone who’d also obviously come to escape the rain, staring right at him with a bewildered expression.

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« ✦ — He stared at the male across from him; a bit wide eyed and surprised since the stranger burst out in profanity out of nowhere after only seconds of stepping underneath the shade of the simplistic flower shop. He blinked, seeing that the male took notice of him only after his Milotic peered cautiously at the professor who was just as soaked from the rain. It was awkward for a few moments, them both looking at each other, one looking pissed off and the other looking confused and a bit bewildered until he finally gave an awkward wave toward the angry one in hopes of clearing up any tension.

“Ehh.. hehehe... sure is wet, huh?” He finally spoke, seeing as there was a chance to the two would be under that shelter for quite some time. He ringed out the bottom of his lab coat, attempting to dry out his clothes quickly. He looked up, watching the rain pummel the floor in heavy drops and filling the puddles around the city that began to dry up prior to the storm. He listened intently, finding comfort in the sound. He wasn’t use to rain and didn’t expect the downpour since he rarely stepped foot in Sinnoh-- let alone Pastoria. He didn’t know what to expect and to be honest, he got lost on the way to the City due to his poor sense of direction. The marsh lands were vast and he was covered in mud up to his knees from trekking through the swamp area until he finally stumbled back into civilization. Even Catty, his Caterpie, was happy to be out of the marsh lands despite loving nature and the outside. The thought of Jack tripping and falling into a pile of mud didn’t please the bug type for he was small and could easily be sucked into the mud if not careful. The Caterpie felt it to be safer on Jack’s shoulders through the whole trip. Catty looked at the Milotic and then back at the boy too, curiousness crossing the bug’s features as Jack continued to sadly attempt small chatter. Even if the stranger seemed uninterested. “....Er... Do you know when the rain is gonna stop...?” He finally asked, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. — ✦ »

#thread: waterlogged #defeatxst #{ roleplay; let the story unfold }#sorry it took a while to get this out to you!! ; w ;

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#{ ooc: behindthe;unknown }#{ just reblogging for those who havent seen }

Psstttt... Add my Instagram or Snapchat if you have it. uvu Both are the same: gemxinxeyexx

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How many pins would a Chespin pin if a Chespin could pin pins?

“Oh! Is this one of those tongue twisters!? I love those!” He beamed happily, “Uhh… Let’s see. I’ll try…..uhh… How many pins could a Chespin pin pin if a Chespin could pinn– peen?” He blinked, seeming to have trouble saying the words so quickly despite feeling like he had said the sentence correctly. He looked confused, thinking about it for a moment before rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. “Hehehe…oops?”

#{ answered;asks }#{ aawww this ask was cute!! thank you!! }

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Voices II Jack&Fuyuko

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A small laugh left Fuyuko’s lips. “More like I know of Professor Pine,” she replied. “I haven’t had the chance to meet her officially, seeing as she took over for Sycamore long after I started my journey. I hear she’s quite the woman, though. It would be nice to meet her.” It really had been too long since she had been to the labs in Lumiose. Perhaps that could be something to do the next time she had a short vacation, or even a long weekend off.

She watched in interest as the Professor flipped through the notebook. Her respect for the man only grew as it became obvious that he knew exactly what he was looking for and where it was. Xerneas knows she was horrible at organization, so to see someone who wasn’t…it was different. And nice.

She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear as she observed the page. “I see,” she mused. “It’s definitely reason enough to come looking. But the mines… It’s dangerous to go through them without a map or knowing your way around them.” She pursed her lips in thought before offering, “I could escort you through them, if you would like? I’d prefer to make a detour back to the Gym to pick up my Absol and Mawile—I don’t like traversing the mines without them—but if that’s alright with you…?”

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« ✦ — He was surprised. He didn’t think that she was the type to go exploring through the mines and actually seek out adventure. He was grateful, however, and was happy that she was willing to assist him through the area since he didn’t have any idea where he was going. Kalos was such a large unknown place to him so having the help was almost heaven sent in his eyes. It was typical for him to get lost. ”You know how to navigate the mines??” He gasped, eyes wide though he couldn’t help but not show the utter excitement on his features. He promptly closed the notebook, fixing the falling out pages before stuffing the mess of papers back into his side bag once she was done observing his work. “That would be so helpful and I wouldn’t mind stopping by your Gym to get your Pokemon either.” He explained while the tone of his voice couldn’t help but not conceal the elation from the enthusiasm at the thought. So, she was a Gym Leader too! What couldn’t this girl do?! She was like a walking ray of sunshine that beamed talent. If she said she was a model too, he’d believe it in a heartbeat. He had to admit, he was getting more and more smitten by her. He figured he’d like to see her gym too and even take a side detour through the town too. He never got a chance to really enjoy Kalos and explore its fine towns and culture since he had been so wrapped up in his research. He had been feeling that he could be onto a scientific breakthrough at any moment so he hadn’t had the chance to really stop and rest. Perhaps this was all a contingency in disguise. ”You’re such a big help. I truly appreciate you taking the time to do this for me, Miss. Fuyuko. You really don’t have to do all this for a stranger.” He explained quickly, showing his gratitude the best he could. “If you ever need to back out or say you can’t at any moment, I’ll understand! Especially since you’re a gym leader and have your own agenda. I’m sure you’re busy as it is.” — ✦ »

#{ thread: voices }#{ roleplay; let the story unfold }#leaderfuyuko

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Contest Thief || Akihiko and Prof. Willow

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As the Professor caught his breath, Aki took the time to throw his hair up into a ponytail. It would be much more practical right now, rather than letting it slide freely into his face like he usually did. Besides, although he may have been in adequate shape, not even he could stand to run for long periods of time with sweaty hair coating the nape of his neck.

"Then the question there would be whether we should go to her hotel or try to guess where she would go next…" Aki mused, hands on his hips. He didn’t know what he thought about that second option. "If it was a quick getaway, maybe she might’ve left some clues in her room…" He shook his head in answer to the Professor’s question. "Very little. We congratulated each other between matches, complimented the Pokemon, shared some banter before our final match…general things that don’t really tell you anything about the person. I’m sorry I can’t be much help there."

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« ✦ — “Then it sounds like the best course of action would be to go to the hotel and see if there are clues or if she’s even there.” He replied, looking toward the direction of the hotel where many of the contestants were staying at while the contest was going live. He frowned, knowing this all was a huge predicament, as though something deeper was going on than just an overly zealous female believing the trophy truly belonged to her despite the fact that this male had won the prize fair and square. His frown deepened. “I don’t know why Miss. Luna would just snap like that. Every time I talked to her, she was always so sweet and chatty. She always had something to talk about and everyone loved her. I know the media sure did too... I just never thought of her as some psycho.” He explained as he began to walk, his eyes on the sidewalk while choosing that it was best to start the trek over to the hotel now instead of just standing around in mindless banter. He had to admit that felt a little downtrodden. She was so beautiful and kind. He had to admit he had a little crush on her... Especially when she immediately knew who he was. It all just seemed so sad. What existence was she living to make her think she had to go through such lengths now? — ✦ »

#{ thread: contest thief }#starofhoenn #{ roleplay; let the story unfold }#sorry this took a while to get back to you orz;

Headcanon: Jack’s Voice Claim { by Sam Tsui }

#{ headcanon;whatmakes;him; }#pretty voice is pretty

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#{ that faceclaim tho; }#{ poke;queue }

Headcanon; Jack actually has an older half brother that he doesn’t know about. His mother, many years ago, had an affair and gave birth to a son named Daniel. The mother panicked and told the man that she was already married... The man got angry and took his son away. Daniel grew up to become a doctor and the two have no idea that the other exists.

{ his brother;Daniel }

#{ headcanon;whatmakes;him; }

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Caught ll { O P E N }

« ✦ — ♫ ♬ ♪ ”Nice to meet you, Where you been! I can show you incredible things!” ♫ ♬ ♪ He sang as proudly as he could, swinging his hips back and forth with the same motion as his broom that swept across the floor, picking up fallen pieces of trash, dirt, and other things that made their way to the ground. It was that weekly cleaning day once again where he was forced to take care of homely duties that consisted of cleaning up his scary looking Laboratory or else a lot of people would get on his case such as his friend Nat, his mother, and his Lab assistants who had to deal with working in the mess as well. If there was one thing Jack wasn’t— it was being a coordinated person— especially if he was on to a scientific breakthrough. ♫ ♬ ♪ ”Magic, madness, heavens, sins, Saw you there, and I thought, ohmygod, look at that face! You look like~ my next mistake!” ♫ ♬ ♪ Still, he managed to find time to clean every once in a while, just so he wouldn’t have to hear anyone complaining. He never quite did a good job and when he was done, it mostly looked like an organized mess once he actually stopped to look over his work. The professor didn’t see it as a problem, though, since he owned so much work, textbooks, and other very important information that he considered vital. ( He swore he had to keep it all in case he needed it in the future.) ♫ ♬ ♪ "Loves a games, wanna plllaaayyy . ..ay!~ ♫ ♬ ♪ If there was one thing Jack had learned through out the years after having to clean all the time even though he hated it; it was to just have fun with it. He enjoyed being a complete dork while he cleaned for he realized that when he did, time went by a lot faster and he got the job done quicker. Shaking his hips, singing loudly and off key, dancing happily since he knew no one was watching. He genuinely enjoyed it. Behind closed doors, he was much more dorky by himself than in a crowd. Like he could be himself. He moved across the room, spinning with his broom to push a pile of dirt into a corner before spinning back, bending down and using the stem of his broom like a microphone. ♫ ♬ ♪ “New money, suit and tie! I can read you like a magazine! Ain’t it funny, rumors, lie~ And I know you heard about me so, hey, let’s be friends I’m dying to see, how this one ends Grab your passport and my hand!” ♫ ♬ ♪ He went raving along his Lab like a paper caught in a tornado, belting his voice out like there was no one else in the world. He was so passionate that one could easily get second hand embarrassment just from watching him. He was so into his song that he didn’t realize the door had opened and that someone was currently walking into the Lab where they would get a full view of him rocking out like a singer in his own rock band. Jack didn’t even notice for a good ten seconds before suddenly stopping mid-song. ♫ ♬ ♪ "I can make the bad guys good for a weeke—-????!!!!!"♫ ♬ ♪ It was like a record scratching to a stop as he stared at the person at the door. The world stood still and all that was there was them, staring at each other. A person could easily hear a pin drop at that time if it wasn’t for his CD player still belting out some Taylor Swift in the background; continuing to sing where Jack had left off before he was caught. He blushed so brightly, he could had been mistaken for a Corphish. Jack could have sworn he locked the door and gave all his assistants the day off. — ✦ »

#adf open #{ roleplay; let the story unfold }#{ reblogging in case anyone wants to start up an rp with jack c: }

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Penitent (Lilah & Jack)

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Lilah looked up, before she smiled nervously at the adorable kid talking to her,

"I-It’s nice to meet you! M-My name’s L-Lilah! M-My mommy and daddy are working today, s-so I get to play in the p-p-park!" She squeaked out, her face flushing with nerves as she stuttered in front of Jack, nervous around the new kid. She shuffled her feet nervously, wiggling a little on the swing, before she turned her face up at him, smiling gently,

"I’m from K-Kanto! A-And my mommy g-gave me a Pokémon! Her Chickie!" Lilah shouted, holding up the PokéBall that rivaled her face in redness. This kid seemed really nice, so Lilah wanted him to think that she was cool, and maybe then they could be friends!

Lilah’s mother always told her to play her abilities up to make people like her, so maybe he’d want to hang out if he knew she had a Pokémon with her,

"Chickie’s R-REALLY strong! Like, the s-strongest Pokémon EVER!" She posed, jumping off the swing into a hero pose, holding the PokéBall in front of her, like it was made of magic.

She could let Chickie out, if he wanted, to play with them,

"I-I-I can let Chickie out… I-If you w-want…"

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« ✦ — “Mah nwame is Jack!!” He beamed happily in response to her introducing herself. His feet buried into the sand, pushing himself to swing slowly in his own seat to get some velocity in case she decided to swing too. He happily looked at her with such interest in his large eyes as she talked about her Pokemon, where she came from, and anything else that passed through her mind. He gripped the chain rope of his swing, listening intently and nodding here and there. It seemed like he wouldn’t be getting his two cents in about his own life, however, he was ok with that for he really just wanted someone to play with before he had to go home. At least he got his name in. He beamed happily, gasping with joy when she jumped up to reveal the Poke’ball in her hand. His childish eyes widened in admiration and even a little bit of jealousy. His parents would never think of giving him one of their Pokemon to watch over him for fear that he wouldn’t be responsible enough... Even if it would be safer for him to have a Pokemon to make sure he was safe. His parents never really thought like that, he guessed. He smiled, jumping off of his seat to stand beside her, taking immediate interest in the ball and what it contained. Now that she brought up the fact that she had a Pokemon, the swings just didn’t seem exciting anymore. “What kinda pokwemon is it??” He asked, looking at the Poke’ball like it was the center of the universe. “I wanna see! I wanna see!” — ✦ »

#{ roleplay; let the story unfold }#{ thread: penitent }#avainempress #whhaaaa she's so cuuttee!!

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To bake a pretty cake ll Jack & Nat

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Nat laughed at their expressions at the suggestion of a bath, and crouched lower with arms spread, putting the bag on the ground for the moment. “Oh, come here, Angel,” Nat cooed, and the Eevee shook her fur - flour flew everywhere, not that it really made a difference in the already messy room - before leaping into Nat’s open arms with a pitiful pleading whine, her brown eyes wide and almost teary already.

Wondering if the little fluffball had somehow learned Fake Tears, Nat sighed and soothed her with a pat on the head. “You silly little baby, you live with water types,” she murmured good naturally, combing through Angel’s fur with her fingers as she waited for Jack to get his voice back. Really, he was a pitiful excuse of a liar, and should’ve learned by now that she had long since been able to see through all those flimsy acts of his. “You get soaked every day during practice, don’t you?” Nat continued to the Eevee, who pouted and squirmed.

"Vui," she huffed, and sneezed. White powder poofed up around her muzzle, and Nat found herself now lightly dusted in it, too. Not nearly as much as the two guiltier parties, though.

When Jack finally found his excuse and the courage to look back at her, she raised an eyebrow at his shaky response. Judging from the flour, he’d been making something… Which he confirmed after a couple tense moments. “Your mom,” Nat echoed suspiciously. “A cake.” She stared at him, unblinking, before letting it slide with a smile; let him keep his little secret if he wanted, she’d find out sooner or later. Probably sooner. “I thought this lab was important to you, Jack! And now you risk burning it down?”

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« ✦ — He could see that she was doubting his words the moment he uttered them. She always gave that look when she suspected him of lying to the point that he almost spilled the beans and gave away his real plan. He gulped. This was important and there was no way he was going to falter! ”No, really!!” He barked back, “I was making it for my mom! Uhh, I couldn’t do it at home ‘cause she would definitely find out so I decided to use the kitchen here to make it!” He whined, almost flailing his arms in exasperation. “a-and it was cake! See, see? There’s flour all over the place!” He wasn’t quite sure why he was defending the fact that he was indeed making a cake, but he felt like he needed to. Especially when she was giving that look like everything he was saying was a lie. He could say the sky was blue and if she gave him that look, he would surely feel like he made the whole thing up. She just had that kind of power on him!! He pouted, knowing that there was no way out of this, but hopefully, she at least believed that it was for his mom. “Soooo... yea.... Uhh, I know I made a mess and all, and I know I’m going to have to clean it up... But, I want to at least finish what I started. You should see it! It’s uhh... coming out great!” He grinned, finding his creation to be quite passable. Sadly... He was in for a big surprise. He grabbed her hand, patting her sleeve with a thin cloud of flour, pulling her back towards the kitchen to see the mixture. — ✦ »

#sorry it took a while ; w ;#{ roleplay; let the story unfold }#{ thread: to bake a pretty cake }#hoenntides

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