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Signing Off

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{{ hey, tamiko-chan’s mun here! this probably won’t come as a surprise considering my inactivity, but i’ve decided to leave pso. i had a great time whilst here, but it turns out i’m not as ready to return to the rp world as i thought i was, so i figured i’d quit whilst my threads were dead. my main is open for anyone who wants to stay in contact, though, so hmu if you want!

sorry to leave like this, but sending good vibes, -onnmt, x }}

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The After Taste [drabble]

It wasn’t until late afternoon that Tamiko-chan was able to leave the contest hall, hat upside down in her hands so that her 80cm bug could at least pretend it was being carried around. The blonde twisted the ribbon around her pinky finger, thinking about Nozomi and her contest potential -- Tojo had a natural stage presence, and her eventual battle against Tamiko had made for an interesting clash of auras. Tamiko found herself feeling complacent; it’d been a while since she’d seen some fresh ideas, and the Sinnoh native(?) had supplied just those. It probably came with facing someone who had at least prepared their routine.

  “You did well today,” Tamiko told her Masquerain. “The Blocks must be paying off.”

A chirp was her response.

  “Maybe we should try some Poffins before we go back to Hoenn? They look a bit stodgy and awkward to make... Well, not that that matters to you.”

  “Masq!”

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Chicken TV Dinner [drabble]

  “Phoebe, to the stage!”

Tamiko smirked as her Masquerain became airborne, eyeing her opponent and their Pokemon. Did either of them know what it was? Nope –it must have been Sinnoh-native– but it didn’t seem to have a type advantage, so Tamiko-chan’s plan was already off to a great start. She turned her attention towards the referee, already eager to begin, and nodded when asked if her and her foe were ready.

  The referee cleared his throat: “3... 2... 1... BEGIN!”

  “Phoebe, start off with a Sweet Scent and then a Gust!”

Wasting no time, the bug Pokemon flicked its wings back and expelled a sugary pink cloud into the air in front of it, quickly following up with a wave of wind that carried it over to the enemy ‘Mon. The puff streaked across the stage, and Tamiko narrowed her eyes, watching the boy across from her fret at her quick start.

  “Shellos, dodge it!” the other contestant commanded, but the poor thing mustn't have had any agility stats because it had hardly detached the front of its body from the floor before it was knocked back a good foot of distance. The sticky vapour slung to its slimy skin, lowering its evasion even further; distantly, Tamiko heard a judge complimenting her two-in-one technique, but she tuned them out – it was a simple idea, really. She shouted out her next attack: “Now hit it with a Bubblebeam before it gets up!”

Masquerain nodded, shooting forward to pepper the pink Shellos with a stream of blue balls, deftly dodging when it tried to tried to land a Mud Slap. Tamiko frowned; that could be a problem.

  “Pull back!” the coordinator commanded, watching her opponent carefully as Phoebe soared up and over in a loop formation to return to the safe side of the field. The boy was a bit older than her, but it was obvious that he’d never been in a contest until now, judging by how uncoordinated he was.

  ‘Way to make it look like I’m getting an easy win, geez. The least you could do is at least give me an opportunity to show how good I am.’

  “Shellos, Mud Slap again!”

  “Dodge!”

Masquerain skilfully darted sideways, and Tamiko stepped back to avoid the splash back when the wet dirt collided with the floor. Her nose crinkled in distaste.

  ‘That is the ugliest attack have ever seen,’ she thought, ‘And it doesn’t seem to know much else. Weakkk.’

  “Let’s finish this off Phoebe!” she called “Hit it with another beautiful Gust!”

Even as Tamiko-chan waved cheerfully to the audience after her first round win, she couldn’t help but fume on the inside.

  ‘What kind of noob brings a Pokemon that low-levelled to a contest match and make it into the first bracket?! I came to Sinnoh for a challenge but apparently there isn’t one to be found.’ She sighed internally. ‘Maybe this is karma for stealing the Sweet Scent/Gust combo off that guy from Hoenn TV. My bad~.’ The blonde skipped off stage, swinging her arms idly. ‘A win’s a win, I guess, so now I can brag to the Lucky girl.’

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Is Your Heart Going Doki?

6 months after the Log Out Button was removed, 3 months since the start of Wonder Zone.  

“Young boys and naughty girls, it’s time for my contest debut!” Nozomi shouted as she ran to the stage. After learning what contests were, and doing some research, she decided to take a break from gym battles. She had practiced a lot with her Pokemon and it was time to see if her hard work would bare any fruit.

  Nozomi knew that it would not be easy, so she took her time practicing and mastering her Pokemon’s skills and move set. Not only did she train her Pokemon intensely but she managed to regain some of her spiritual connections. She had also observed many other Pokemon Contests in an attempt to gain knowledge in the battling style. 

Time to showcase my newest Pokemon.

“Go, Lucky, Use Rapid Spin!” 

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* SHORTLY AFTER *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

 Once the Performance Stage had concluded Nozomi waited in the lounge for the results. Everyone’s performance was incredibly good and it was entirely possible for her to have been eliminated. She was inexperienced, uncoordinated and unorganized, however the judges were pleased enough. She managed to get last place and proceeded along with the other 15 contestants. The coordinator who was standing next to Nozomi managed to land a place as well. 

  Once all the positions were known the match-ups were randomized. The player next to her, along with another impressive coordinator were given the first fight. Nozomi was given the last one. 

  Nozomi walked up to the other coordinator and decided to congratulate them.

“Hey, congrats.” Nozomi said with a smile. 

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   "O-B-N-Blue, O-B-N-Blue...”

When Nozomi approached, Tamiko-chan was leaning into a corner of the waiting room, muttering the same four words to herself as she looked up through her eyelashes at the Masquerain perched delicately on her head. At first the girl seemed distracted, but once Nozomi spoke, it became clear that she was just bored. Distant-looking eyes only briefly flicked towards the medium before turning back towards the ceiling, and Tamiko waved a disinterested hand in Nozomi’s direction.

  “S’was only the first round – a piece of cake when you’ve got a player like me and a natural beauty like Phoebe here.” She nodded up towards the Masquerain and pushed herself off the wall. Stretching her arms above her head, she shrugged. “You’re too much of a try-hard, kid; you’ve gotta loosen up if you wanna win.”

And with those words, Tamiko-chan winked playfully at Nozomi and started her journey towards the stage.

  “Keep an eye on that monitor and you might learn some things!”

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It wasn’t long until the self-proclaimed pro came back, her smirk boasting a win. She cocked an eyebrow at Nozomi, inviting her to a vacant table near the back of the green room. She clearly wanted to talk about her victory.

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{this is the sailor oc again -- hope she goes through this time haha. her application can be found under the button .02, or with the URL /ii (forward slash double i). thanks~}

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