#starlingofthestreet

let me tell you about my actress child. Hi yall are about to know alot more about me ~sparkles~

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Elise. A shortened name for Elizabeth. Kalosian in naming origins. He screened the paper further as this next commissioner presented herself in neatly written script. Her piece was to be at the heights of majesty. Like all other pieces commissioned by the upper echelons. Fontaine snorted.

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People watching was something that Petrel liked doing in his spare time. It provided the Rocket Executive with many different people to mimic. It was where his best ideas often came from.

charoite: who my muse looks up to

( Brendan’s two most notable idols are Steven Stone and his father. He respects Steven, admires his battle prowess, and his dedication to both his job and hobbies. One of the reasons he didn’t choose to take the position of Champion, in fact, was because he didn’t believe he could do a better job than Steven already was. Professor Birch, Brendan’s father, has always been a role model. While the two aren’t particularly close Brendan loves his father dearly and, if not so immersed in battle culture, would probably go into research and end up becoming a professor just like him. )

galena: what it’s like to be in a relationship with my muse

( A few words come to mind - rewarding, taxing, and slow. Brendan loathes opening up to others, and a relationship is the highest form of vulnerability. He would take things painfully slow, testing the waters at every step, and unintentionally put strain on his partner to see if they actually care about him or not. However, when committed, he is loyal to the end. He would not enter a relationship with someone who does not care deeply for; who he would kill or die for. In that end it is rewarding, for he will do anything for his partner’s happiness. )

tsavorite: if my muse believes in destiny or fate

( Brendan is one of those people who adamantly tries not to think about destiny. He likes to believe in free will, for the notion is a lot more gentle and reassuring than being set on some unknown path, unable to waver from it. )

zebra stone: what gets my muse excited

After one of your live performances, in your room you will find a small box wrapped in festive green paper. (Inside you will find a pokeball that contains a small Shinx and a note.)

It reads: “Dear Noah, as always your music is lovely. I know it isn’t a lot, but I had an idea. We seem to have the same problem with becoming nervous. This little Shinx here is to help you with that. His name is Casey. He is very cute and lovable, and absolutely adores to be held. Someday perhaps he will grow into a proud and powerful Luxray. I hope you enjoy him. – Sincerely, Veronica.”

Noah sighed and loosened his tie as he walked into his dressing room. The crowd was a lot more hyped up tonight than it usually was. Christmas just did that to people he guessed. It was a bit difficult to deal with but he always liked it when his fans were having a good time. 

As he started to pack, he noticed a small green box and his eyebrow rose in curiosity. Wow, he really did have the best fans in the world, he thought as he made his way over to the box. It didn’t take him long to tear off the wrapping paper and read the note. 

Veronica, of course. He’d have to find something nice for her too. He sucked with gift ideas though. Maybe this little Shinx would help him out. He picked up the Pokeball and tossed into the air. In flash of blinding light, he was sitting face to face with the tiny electric Pokemon, who wasted no time in jumping into his lap. 

With a little laugh, he pet his head. “Welcome to the band little guy.” 

When you enter your room in the Elite 4, there is a small package wrapped in red paper and a small red bow on top. “To: Flint. From: Starlight.” (Inside you find a pokeball that contains a Fletchling and a note to the side.)

It reads: “Flint – I know you have an affinitive for Fire types, and I saw this little cutie after one of my shows. He’s very friendly and loves to stand on shoulders. His name is Ezekiel. I hope you will take good care of him. One day, I hope he grows into a wonderful Talonflame. He can be quite feisty, which I think is a good fit. – Starlight.”

As Flint read the contents of the letter and let the pokemon out, he discovered how cute Ezekiel was. Eze, for short, the small bird perched on his finger and sang a merry tune, making Flint’s grin grow.

He’d need to call her later to thank her. But for now? 

Jubilife- the party didn’t start until Flint walked in. 

Today was no different, people lined the shops to get the newest in tech, the creepy clown men asked children and aspiring new trainers basic questions everyone knew, and the fiery red head of the Elite Four watched on eagerly, taking it all in.

This had to be his favorite city, it was so lively and eletric. It had a soul to it, and he loved every moment of that very spirit.

Through the dreadful days of fall which brought him torment of regret and wishful thinking, it brought a distraction and a smile upon his weary face. Clouds rolled over the hills and made the city a slight grey, over cast and threatening to rain with one swift clap of thunder. He’d decided to duck under an awning of a cafe, better to wait it out right? 

That was when his eye caught something.