@ofpokemon

[ it's one of those clicker browser games where you get pokemon eggs and collect them!! it's pretty cute, it has specific maths to get shinies but there's also albino pokemon (like this pikachu) and melan (where theyre mostly all black), fanmade pokemon (quality may vary. the door pokemon haunts me) and megaevolution and variants and it's!! idk very neat i like jumping there everyday to collect my dailies and try to fill the dex :>

@ofpokemon sent: ❝ It’s my fault we ended up here. Everything’s been my fault. ❞

"WELL, I'M NOT THE SMARTEST PERSON but even I know an unstable rock when I see one . . ." They were stuck at the bottom of a pit; light streamed in from their only exit but it was at least twenty feet up, and a sheer surface isn't good for climbing. Sitting at the base of the hole, and nursing a sprained ankle (which, is incredibly minor, considering what they just went through,) Mari shoots an offhand glare away from the young man.

Mari, you're not helping.

She realizes it too, and her features soften in sympathy. This guy probably felt horrible for not listening to her and getting them in this mess. It wouldn't be the first time someone's failed to and been wrong, but it is the first time she was actually one hundred percent certain this time.

Clicking her tongue to the roof of her mouth, Mari stares skyward for a moment, then frowns in concern. "D'oh—c'mon man! I just met you and I have to be your life coach? That's not how this stuff goes!" It didn't sound all that encouraging, but she hopes what she tacks on next is. "Don't give up so easy! We sit and mope here for too long, we won't get out of this mess. Now, let me see what I have in my pack . . ."

"Oh - oh, I'm so sorry. Get back here, you--"

There's something frightening of a Pokemon breaking from its ball unexpectedly - and even more frightening when that Pokemon is a bright red dragon that should not be in public.

Koraidon, however, had different ideas about greeting this newcomer. It seemed intensely interested in N, leaning forward despite Linden's arms around its neck to try and stop it.

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"Aren't you cute?" It was rare to see a Zorua being itself like this, but it looked like the little thing was scampering about. Probably someone's companion that they let play in this park. Perrin knelt down, trying to get closer to its level, lining up the perfect shot.

"Stay still for just a moment, please..."

The great, white feathered head of the Reshiram lowers its head close to Yuri, as if studying her after he display, her dance, before the pokemon steps back, and chirps a few approving chirps to the maiden.

Wait the way it's moving- is it mimicking her dance?

"So....I guess you want to dance with me?"

Yuri had been surprised by the Legendary coming down from the sky, after she performed her dance. Had Reshiram been watching the whole time. Seeing it move, it took her a second to realize what was happening.

Okay, she could do that! Although, with the size difference, she would have to move over a bit to allow Reshiram enough space to dance with her so Yuri wouldn't get accidentally smacked into.

She can't be older then 10 in this vision, running full tilt out of the open air markets in Mesa Goza with a random assortment of fruits and bread stuffed into her backpack and coat. Her little Woopers right behind her, running and tripping over its own feet trying to keep up with her.

There's a cacophonous sound of adults yelling out for her to come back and return the goods, but she doesn't listen- In fact she's far faster then any of them can really fathom.

Almost inhuman speed for one so young, she scoops up Bappy in her arms so he won't get left behind, and bolts into what appeared to be an abandoned house in Los platos.

Appeared, at least, but inside, there was a three year old, green haired toddler sitting and crying out of hunger, one she's quick to break off a piece of a baguette for and hand it over.

The cryings quieted for now, and she goes about storing the fruit in a small lunchbox filled with Ice tera crystals she gathered from around the town, giving the box a constant source of cold. She picks up an apple out of her spoils, and while her stomachs growling, she hesitates, looking back at the little girl behind her hurriedly scarfing down bread.

Weighing options.