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not a Pokémon oc but a monster nonetheless…. I call her the breadmaker . if one were to mill her wheat into flour, the bread made from that flour would grant the consumer a sort of divine inspiration (particularly for artists. they pray to her) . she gives her friends the sourdough borne from her very flesh. they feel guilty baking it into bread. she tells them not to make it weird.

heresss trixie. trixie is just her “civilian” name, let her tell it. onstage she is trixie stix, a name she coined partly after her favorite candy and partly after the stick she keeps in her tail. her voice isn’t bad, and her dancing is wonderful! the trouble tends to come in with her lyrics. unfortunately, writing is not really her forte, but no matter! vale has tasked himself with helping her write when the need arises. in the meantime she enjoys expanding her brand, whatever that means. it’s not unusual to spot her handing out free copies of her music to unsuspecting strangers! she’s personable, excitable, and especially determined. before she discovered music was her calling she did a lot of public speaking in the interest of motivating her fellow Pokemon to pursue their dreams, no matter what those dreams might be. growing up she was never made to feel as though her desires were anything less than worthwhile. in fact, it wouldn’t at all be far fetched to say her parents are perhaps her biggest fans! she LOVES sweets, but alas her cooking prowess has always seemed to lie in savory meals. no matter! she’s learning every day. she also loves experimenting with her appearance. she’s always testing out fur dyes and her favorite thing to do is to style her ear fur. vale has come to love his multicolored sheets and pillows— in fact, trixie’s experimenting has prompted him to get into body paint! she screamed when he’d expressed an interest, and when in public they frequently turn heads when debuting their new looks. styling each other up is a form of intimacy for them. vale finds it very freeing

as a child she adored romance. watching films about princes sweeping their princesses off their feet and the numerous old romcoms her parents enjoyed when they were littler made her yearn to someday find her other half, whomever and wherever they might be. she dated around frequently, but without success. she DID make lots of friends, though. before vale, though, her longest lasting relationship was with a lopunny by the name of Vince. for a long time, she felt as though he saw and understood her and it meant a lot that he wasn’t off put by her endless enthusiasm. but alas, he was terribly insecure; trixie turned heads and brought smiles wherever she went. no one is really sure when the admiration and pride turned into envy and resentment, but he cheated on her because he wanted, in some twisted way, to “ensure” that he, too, was still desirable. it turned trixie off of dating for a long, long time. she had moved in with Vince, by this point, and thought she had found her forever! in the months following she moved back in with her parents and threw herself into her art (after having to convince them not to hunt Vince down). she took it extremely hard and wound up dulling her exuberant personality because she thought that was her greatest flaw. thankfully, her family, as well as her childhood best friend, a lovely Raichu by the name of Courtney helped her through her identity crisis following the Vincident (tm) . vale has never made her feel as though she needed to mute herself in order to stand beside him and it means a lot to her.

this is vale! as of right now he’s a researcher, but his life’s goal is to become an educator in mega evolution. hes very articulate and straightforward, but admittedly a little awkward. he’s extremely passionate about his studies, though, and is more than happy to talk at length about any new observations he’s made. rarely will you find him without a book in hand. even rarer is to see him without his girlfriend, a spunky, personable braixen by the name of trixie. they met when his friends dragged him to an open mic night . when it was her turn to go onstage, some poor microphone feedback spooked her so bad she set the stage ablaze. he stayed behind to quench the fire and ensure her safety, and they hit it off. it meant a lot to him that she didn’t find his stiffness off putting and that she asked him thoughtful questions about his research (and listened intently when he began to talk at length!) She’s his best friend, his rock, his closest confidante, his motivation… you get the idea.

long after they officially got together, he learned of chimes and the rumored mega stones that could be found in the caves just beyond it. after talking it over with trixie (who had conveniently been wanting to expand her brand anyway) they decided to journey there in the hopes of finding a greninjite (he secretly would like to find her a delphoxite, too, should she someday wish to evolve) .

currently he and trixie stay at the inn run by lucille, but strangely they feel so drawn to the budding, tightly-knit coastal town (and one of its particularly feathery inhabitants) that they’re not sure they quite like the idea of leaving just yet. It’s a good thing their excursion is indefinite! at least until they find what they’re looking for. who knows how long that could take??

umm here’s trivia I guess?? - his feet are a little smaller than a typical greninja, likely as a result of his azumarill heritage (his father). although he has less trouble with it now, growing up he had a harder time balancing on his two feet. sometimes it manifests in the present day as inadvertent clumsiness but he uses his tongue to help maintain that balance better, I think. - Greninja are generally stereotyped to be unapproachable, distant loners (unfortunately). vale? not in the slightest. he is touch-starved and therefore wildly affectionate. in public he’s pretty dignified, but in private he follows trixie around like a lost lillipup (which, I think in this world might be an offensive expression ?). he adores the late nights spent revising notes because trixie, try as she might to keep up with him, ends up curled against his side in slumber. he especially loves having his hands held!!

her names lucille! she’s trans and picked the name Lucille in honor of her grandmother, who was the only member of her family that supported her transition and her choice not to pursue healing as her primary career as the rest of her family did. she comes from a line of audino known as the roaming angels (working title. her story is fairly new and some things may be subject to change) and although they are beloved, Lucille’s heart belonged to the thrill of combat (which left her subject to immense ridicule from her family.) . she left home with her childhood best friend, a Hawlucha named solace, and they wound up in the developing, recently-founded coastal town called chimes where they remain today ..