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Post by NURSE JOY on Jun 12, 2018 21:58:01 GMT -5
[attr="class","joy2"] [attr="class","joy1"]    [attr="class","joyless"]One gulp and then another gulp of coffee slid down the Nurse's throat as she quietly listened to the boy ramble on and mutter out explicits. Pulling her almost down coffee away from her lips, her gaze settled on to the white haired male as she canted her head in curiosity. "Oh?" she sounded out in half a hum and half amused tone. She took a step forward with a slight saunter as she placed her hand on her hip. Holding the coffee out with hand, she closed the distance between the two until there was only a foot between them. Leaning in towards him, auburn hues searched red hues with a perceptive gaze. Moving her head every so slightly to cant, the movement causing the shift of black locks to cascade along the edge of her pale cheek. Red painted lips moving as she spoke. "I think you could have done good."Pulling away from him, she offered an amused smile in his direction before taking a step back to sip her coffee as she looked towards the performer on stage. Popping the cup away from her lips, she adjusted a lock of hair with the hand holding the coffee cup. "What people to fail to understand that there's different types in coordination contests than just a cute style."Holding out a pink finger from her cup, she pointed it at Ed and gave a small wink in his direction. "I could see cool or toughness your type."still talking to Edward Falk and maybe teasing him just a little. [newclass=.joy1]border-top:100px solid #fe3334;border-left:0px solid transparent;border-right:100px solid transparent;height:0;width:0px;margin:0 auto;z-index:9;position:absolute;transform:translateY(-150px);[/newclass] [newclass=.joy2]border-top:150px solid #252525;border-left:0px solid transparent;border-right:150px solid transparent;height:0;width:0px;margin:0 auto;position:absolute;[/newclass] [newclass=.joyless b]color:#fe3334[/newclass] |
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Post by LUSAMINE on Jun 12, 2018 23:10:15 GMT -5
{  } lusamine found herself with company, not too long after her own arrival. as it was, she'd been graced with the presence of citalli batista, the gym leader of enju city. she was, in fact, just as attractive as the locals said she was. that being said, lusamine did recognize the tome she was reading. it was one she'd delved into, herself, concerning her research on strange pokemon, particularly, pokemon concerning the extraterrestrial or otherworldly. and so pristine! either she hadn't read it, or she was just as particular as lusamine herself. finding herself in such flattering company, the aether president offered up the seat next to her, flippantly disregarding anyone else who perhaps wished for this seat. it was open seating, so she didn't quite care for any 'reservations'. "feel absolutely free."as the games began, and the contest begun, lusamine turned her attention away from her newest guest to the event ongoing in front of her. introductions, applause, the various mcs riling up the crowd. something lusamine only watched with a curious facade. however, she decided to make small talk: admittedly, she didn't much care for theatrics. "that's quite the piece of literature there, especially for pre-game reading."◓Citalli Batista{ lusamine has entered the building! }MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Post by Yoizuki Haruyama on Jun 13, 2018 0:25:33 GMT -5
 Contests! Ever since Yoizuki was young contests had always been something he enjoyed. Maybe it was in his blood, but there was something special about these events. It reminded him that pokemon were not just tools for battle or monsters that were to be feared, but could also be used to create beautiful things. In fact if it were not for watching videos from contests on his computer when he was younger he would still be afraid of pokemon. Or at least gotten to the point where he could be around them without crying.
But as much as he enjoyed these contests they were only the secondary reason for his joy and excitement. After spending so much time apart due to her work, he was finally going to get to spend some time with his beloved Holly. He could barely contain his excitement, his lips curled in an unusually cheerful smile as he craned his neck to look through the crowd. Any minute now his beautiful girlfriend would appear among the sea of strangers, making all of the discomfort worth it. No matter how much he hated being surrounded by so many strange people, having such a lovely beacon of light beside him was all he would need to forget about his anxieties. Any moment now...
The skittish giant jumped slightly as his poke'nav buzzed in his jacket pocket, his eyes suddenly widening as he looked down at himself. Gloved fingers fumbled into his pocket, moving quickly yet clumsily to activate the device and see what had triggered it. Perhaps his love had found an even better seat for them, or maybe she was running late and wanted her to meet him outside the stadium. Yoizuki stood up as the possibilities raced through his head, getting ready to go meet his lady wherever she may have been.
His heart sank as the reality of the situation hit him like a ton of bricks. Dull eyes raced across the screen as he read the text repeatedly, just to make sure that he was not misunderstanding her words. After a moment of staring at his device in shock he would limply fall back into his seat, unable to tear his eyes away from his phone. She...was not coming? But...he wanted to see her so so badly. Blood ran cold as he slid the device back into his pocket, his eyes fixated on nothing in a thousand yard stare.
The next moment the bundled up grunt would have his face buried in his hands, his shoulders shaking as he silently sobbed to himself. Not only was the only thing keeping him here not going to be joining him, he was now stuck in a large building surrounded by strange people without the strength to muster up the courage to push through to the exit. He just could not do it. So he was left to wallow in his self pity with nothing but the empty seat beside him to keep him company. To make matters worse his massive height made him stand out among the crowd even while seated, making it impossible for him to go unnoticed. He could already feel the eyes of the other spectators on him as he did his best to keep his pathetic weeping to the minimum volume.
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Post by ALEC VON KLAUSS on Jun 13, 2018 1:12:12 GMT -5
[attr="class","cfbase"] [attr="class","cftop"] [attr="class","cficon"]  [attr="class","cfboxbase"] better the gambler, worse the man [attr="class","cfbox"] "professor..." he lowly called. "you're so weird!" alec exclaimed. he rose from the ground upon sitting up and wiping his face, a beaming smile coming to light. "why not!" his personality shifted in under a minute upon the request. the reason he became to so perky was unknown, but perhaps it was through the venting that he felt mildly better--even if the professor herself was barely responsive and simply lending an ear. "you know, for a professor--professor palm--you're not that good at offering advice." the male stated, his sight now transfixed upon the screen.
"but you gave me a pretty nice memory just then." alec softly smiled. "you're like damien a lot in away. nice, barely responsive, a great listener, and you're creepy!" alec bluntly stated. "i've been angry for awhile now feeling lost, but having talked this out. i think i can begin the stage of healing and trying to learn how to earnestly be on my own." soft hues were fixed upon the screen still. rather then seeing what was on the big screen, they were rather fixated upon the future. a future without damien, a thought that was believed to never come true.
yet, here he is. without his older sibling. pulling out one ball capsule in each hand, he'd enlarge them only to send out within a flash of radiant light: leafeon and glaceon. "leafeon, glaceon, meet professor palm and her pokemon." a thumb pointed directly toward the greenette--if she'd been touching his hair already. with a welcoming yelp from the female and male pairing, he'd then ask, "say, professor palm, out of curiosity. would you be interested in playing..." he'd pull out a pair of dice. "a game? a little wager if i might add even, it's been awhile since i've had the chance to gamble something."
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Post by noelani palm on Jun 13, 2018 12:31:14 GMT -5
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Post by Cassandra Moore on Jun 13, 2018 19:51:29 GMT -5
[googlefont=Roboto Condensed] It was entirely no surprise that Cassandra Moore had shown up to be a spectator of the contest. In fact she had bought one of the premium seats at the center of the stage to watch the performance. As a little girl she had always been enthralled by the shows and had dreamed of becoming a top coordinator herself. Of course it hadn't gone as planned but her love of contests hadn't left her. She had arrived late, as she was prone to do and managed to catch the second performance as it started. Like all the spectators around her she ooo'ed and aww'ed as the act commenced. The woman was simply amazed at the coordination and brilliance behind each act. For a moment she even imagined herself on stage - before the crashing realization that her baby pokemon would get into a fist fight and Lord would take a nap on stage brought her from her reverie. Looking down at her lap Cass grinned at the two baby pokemon who had put aside their fued to sit happily on her knees and watch the performance. Lord had even removed himself from his usual spot on her neck to sit on her lap with the two. Occasionally she would run her fingers through his fur, silently thanking him for playing mediator should a fight arise. As the show continued onwards Sable found herself getting quite peckish. In her hurry to arrive on time, a failed attempt, she had forgone breakfast. Leaning down she whispered to the three, "I'm going to get snacks, guard my seat and be good, okay?" Cass said as she carefully stood up while setting down her trio of pokemon down. Walking up the isle Cass arrived at the packed concession stand and stood at the back of the line, blue eyes skimming the menu as she waited.
 LORD - MALE - LEVEL 014 - PICK UP Bite - Screech - Fury Swipes - Feint Attack - Thunder  EARL - MALE - LEVEL 012 - SERENE GRACE Sweet Kiss - Follow Me - Secret Power - Uproar  LADY - FEMALE - LEVEL 010 - FOREWARN Pound - Lick - Sweet Kiss - Powder Snow
Cass is currently standing in line at the concession stand.
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Post by Edward Falk on Jun 14, 2018 18:04:49 GMT -5
[nospaces][googlefont=Ubuntu]  Ed’s gaze was still focused onto the stage but when his ears caught the sound of rustling and the movement of feet getting closer to him it instinctively moved towards the source of it. His eyes widened in surprise and a small sound was caught in his throat as he noticed how close the woman was to him. Gulping in what totally was not nervousness or anything of that sort the teenager tried not to shuffle around as he got a close-up view of the nurse. He was not sure why she was observing him so intently but ever so slightly he felt the tips of his ears color in red while his eyes definitely did not track how her hair shifted. [break][break] If he wasn’t already going red before her words of encouragement made sure to spread the crimson color down from his ears and to his neck. Thankfully his face was spared not that it mattered as he spluttered while she moved away and left him space to breath. Finally coming in control, he scowled down at his snickering starter before directing his scowling visage at the medic. Though the effect of his glare was no doubt ruined by his still red ears. Coughing in his hand and trying to regain his image of cool and collected Ed spoke “Huh didn’t know there were different types of contest. Didn’t research that much into it to be honest battles have always been more my thing.”[break][break] “Either way I don’t think I would do so good in one even in one that supposedly fits me. Not much of a showman nor is my team.” He paused momentarily to glance away before muttering in a quitter tone “ Still I guess it might be worth the try if I found one of these types.” Glancing at his still amused starter he shot him another glare before continuing “I don’t have much else to do right now so if you don’t mind and need a helping hand I’ll stick around.”[break][break]
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Post by Eric Sutton on Jun 17, 2018 11:06:45 GMT -5
Eric had overslept by quite a lot, so much so that when he awoke in a panic as the afternoon sun shifted through his windows to warm his bed, the man had not known where he was or what day it was. And then the headache hit him quite hard, causing him to grab his forehead in a vain attempt to distill the pain. What happened last night? All he could remember was one drink had turned into two, had turned into five, which turned into eight and then the night went fuzzy.
Groaning he looked at his phone and realized he had missed every single alarm he had set for himself. Why had he even set alarms? It wasn't like he had a job or a set schedule or anything to do tod-- "OH SHIT!" Eric screamed, nearly rocketing both Cyn and the resting Starly off his bed as he hurriedly ran to get on some clothing. "GUYS!" Eric continued to shout as he sprayed himself down with cologne and put on a new shirt, hoping against hope that this would be enough to mask the smell of alcohol seeping from his pores, "TODAY IS THE FREAKIN' CONTEST WE ARE SO LATE HOLY SHIT1"
Cyn did his best to wake up the Starly and stand readily at the door. The next hour was an absolute blur as Eric practically flew his way to the contest hall on his bike, his two pokemon hanging onto his shirt as they raced through the region in a panic. Despite his best efforts Eric managed to sprint into the lobby of the hall in time to see the large screens lining the walls announce the winners of the first round. Covered in sweat and looking all types of dishevelled he sank to the ground and threw his hands in the air. "Whyyyyy?!" Eric cried dramatically at the screen as it flashed to recaps of the performances.
 CYN - MALE - LEVEL O12 - BLAZE Smokescreen | Ember | Defense Curl | Swift | Flame Wheel  STARLY - MALE - LEVEL OO6 - KEEN EYE Growl | Tackle | Feather Dance | Roost
Eric showed up all kinds of crazy late and realized he was disqualified. He is now on his knees in the lobby yelling at the TV screen while covered in sweat and reeking of a night of drinking.@tagname wc: 232
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Post by elska ueno on Jun 18, 2018 13:23:13 GMT -5
She stood bleary-eyed in the heart of the spectator section, pushed and jostled by the impatient crowd. The first round was over, but she had hardly been able to focus on it what with all the cheering and jeering and screaming. Why was everyone so noisy? Wasn't it disrespectful to the performers? Elska was hardly one to talk about etiquette, but this behavior was simply crass.
Life outside the village was so strange.
Elska wanted to take a breather outside the stuffy stadium, but it seemed the rest of the spectators had the same idea. She attempted to push her way into the exiting stream and was bounced back with every attempt. As she was still unused to crowds, Elska had no idea how to join the flow.
But Elska was no one if not a girl of opportunities. She cursed under her breath as she looked around for some alternative way to leave, her dull red eyes falling upon a giant of a man in a seat nearby. Seriously, he was huge—Elska would have been intimidated if he didn't look so utterly pathetic, folded over and weeping in his seat.
Elska's sour expression shifted to a determined one. The crowd would surely part for her if she was accompanied by this behemoth, especially since he was crying his eyes out. And he looked like he could use a break outside too. Win-win.
Elska reached over and grabbed the man's shoulder, attempting to pull him up to his feet. "You want to leave too, yes? Then come with me," she said, her sharp voice leaving no room for argument. She turned and tried to steer him to the nearest exit.
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tl;dr: elska wants to get out too, but the crowd keeps pushing her back. she grabs yoizuki's shoulder and tries to drag him outside, using his size and emotional state to cut through the crowd.
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Post by Ken on Jun 18, 2018 23:05:06 GMT -5
been to a contest before. Living here for so long he pretty much came to everyone just to stand in awe of the Pokemon and what weird combinations the trainers came up with. In honesty, while they weren’t traditional trainers, the blonde always envied the people that competed in these things. They got to have the entire region tune in to see them and their Pokemon show off their training, something he would never have dreamed of doing. How lucky everyone who participated must have felt to be there.
With crossed arms, Ken watched from the sideline of the contest platform. He didn’t have a favorite to win, but man he would have killed for a little more pageantry when it came to coordinator entrances. Personally, before he even made his way to the stage he’d have fireworks go off and his theme song would play to let people know he had made it. His theme could probably be something with a little piano in it, but not too much, something symphonic with a little brute mixed in! Just to let people know he was classy, but he liked to party.
Piano or maybe a wicked guitar and a whole mash-up of noise. Now that he thought about it why didn’t he just become a coordinator so he could do that? Probably because he didn’t have the money, the Pokemon, the talent, nor the style. Plus he hated having his hair touched and makeup was probably a big part of this uh, event. Still, he could think about a sick theme song while he waited for round two to begin.
Luckily enough he had positioned himself just at the sideline just enough to see the contestants.
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Post by Thomas Jackson on Jun 20, 2018 1:27:05 GMT -5
 If you wanted to find living embodiment of nerves you wouldn't need to look further than Thomas as he made his way towards the Tanba city's contest hall. The night activities were all in full swing but he paid them no mind as he was far too preoccupied to even glance to his sides. To think that he would get so caught up in watching old contests that he would miss not just the opening ceremony but a majority (if not all) of the first round performances. If it hadn't been for Bolt giving him a Thunder Shock in response to his alarm going off the 4th time he would probably still be in his room at the pokemon center going over past contests. Unlike usually, Teddy was inside her pokeball as opposed to riding the boy's shoulders, resting after a long day's work... Or rather, resting after entertaining herself and Bolt all day while their trainer was busy taking notes on things to look for in today's contest. As much as he knew that the contest would be recorded, it didn't beat the experience of watching it live, nor the potential connections he could make at the stadium. Finally he saw the stadium in view and picked up speed, feeling a sense of relief. His hand gripped the notebook he held tighter and he couldn't help but smile now. He ran and ran and eventually, he found himself entering the top of the stadium. "I'm finally here!" he exclaimed. Unfortunately his excitement got ahead of him and he ended up slamming his left foot into his right ankle. While you would think that this would simply result in him tripping, he had found himself at the top of the stairs at this point. So as logic states, this trip sent him tumbling down the stairs, passing many people on his way down and even garnering him a small amount of attention. Thankfully, his skin was much tougher (or maybe his body was just numb to certain levels of pain at this point) thanks to his experience of trying to take care of Bolt.  |
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Post by Yoizuki Haruyama on Jun 20, 2018 9:48:07 GMT -5
The distraught giant's cries stopped immediately as he felt a hand on his shoulder, his eyes going wide as he looked over his shoulder. Normally he would have immediately flown into a panic the moment someone tried to touch him, but something held him together for a moment. His desperate mind convinced him that maybe, just maybe, this feminine hand on his should was his beloved. She could have left the lab early to be with him, knowing how important this event was to him. But this speck of hope only caused his heart to sink deeper as he saw an unfamiliar young lady with a determined look on her face. Who was this? What did she want with him.
Her commands caused him to recoil back, looking like he was expecting her second hand was going to strike him. Instead he found himself being pulled to his feet, a sensation that made his entire body tense with anxiety. He let out a panicked shout of surprise, his sounds not quite forming words at first. "B-but I can...I cannot leave! What if she comes! She might still come! I need to be here!" While his words seemed to be in protest he made little resistance to her shoving, and direction. Despite the drastic difference in sizes it seemed Yoizuki was the one intimidated by Elska.
Everything only got worse as the crowd started to brush against him, the sheer panic and anxiety taking his words from him. He tucked his lips into his mouth and bit down on them, his eyes closing tightly as he fought with all his might to keep himself from yelling at the top of his lungs. His heart was racing and his mind was commanding him to lash out in a desperate attempt at giving himself room to breathe. But he resisted the urge, simply allowing Elska to guide him through the dense crowd. Yoi had no strength left to fight against her. He could only hope they would reach the exit soon.
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Post by NURSE JOY on Jun 23, 2018 23:05:18 GMT -5
[attr="class","joy2"] [attr="class","joy1"] [attr="class","joyless"]There was nothing like a good cup of coffee in the morning and the intense discomfort radiating from red ears. The black haired woman gave her cup of joe another good swig of it before finally giving the thing a good breather. Lowering the plastic cup to her waist, her gaze drifted towards the stage as she listened to the man mutter and throw up excuses into the air. She didn't make any comments about his ability, she had already given her two cents. Her gaze did, however, drift back towards his form at the offer of sticking around to help. Bending down, she picked up the plastic case and gave it a good toss towards Edward. "Wonderful! Than you can start with holding onto that for me. I'll consider you my assistant." she responded quickly, placing a hand on her hip as she easily jumped at the chance to have someone suffer along with her. Placing a hand to her chest, she shifted the weight from one foot to the other. "I'm Nurse Joy and this-"She gestured down towards the perky Eevee.
"Is my partner, Splendid." At the mention of his name, Splendid instantly hopped around in a circle before approaching the fire type pokemon. Blinking a few times with an air of caution, it didn't last long before he began bounding around Quake next with happy noises emitting from him. [newclass=.joy1]border-top:100px solid #fe3334;border-left:0px solid transparent;border-right:100px solid transparent;height:0;width:0px;margin:0 auto;z-index:9;position:absolute;transform:translateY(-150px);[/newclass] [newclass=.joy2]border-top:150px solid #252525;border-left:0px solid transparent;border-right:150px solid transparent;height:0;width:0px;margin:0 auto;position:absolute;[/newclass] [newclass=.joyless b]color:#fe3334[/newclass] |
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Post by Edward Falk on Jul 1, 2018 22:34:46 GMT -5
[nospaces][googlefont=Ubuntu] As he finished offering his help Edward’s attention semi drifted back to the stage as he noticed that the battle round was about to begin and that his companion was not completely focused on him anymore as well. Finally, the contest was going to the part he was actually somewhat excited for but he was also polite enough to keep the nurse in his peripheral vision just in case she picked up the conversation and told him that yeah, he could stay or if she was too busy and he needed to scramble. It was that commitment that allowed him too see the plastic case fly in his direction as her words reached his ears. [break][break] Reflexes swiftly kicking in Ed twisted on his foot to face the case and moved to catch it before it hit him head on. “Gah, be careful with that woman.” His starter would have laughed at his predicament if he wasn’t currently giving the cheerful Eevee the bounded around him the stink eye. On the bright side at least, this caused his blush to fade and after grumbling for short bit under his nose about crazy doctors Ed gave his introduction as well “Nice to meet you. The name is Edward Falk but just Ed is fine.”[break][break] Giving the fire type a silent warning to behave the trainer quickly added in “And the ball of attitude trying to act cool is Quake, my starter.” Deciding that it wouldn’t hurt to bring him out Ed fished out another pokeball and released his Croagunk as well in order to watch the oncoming battled and maybe even help if it was needed. At the question look the poison type was giving him Ed swiftly addressed his curiosity while also introducing him to the Joy “The battles are about to start so I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea for you to watch as well. This is Nox by the way, the politer of my pokemon.” With a lazy wave at both the female and her pokemon Nox turned to the stage in order to watch the show. [break][break]
[break][break] Nurse Ed reporting for duty Also finally properly introduces himself to NURSE JOY [break][break] Pokemon on hand: Quake Level 12 Nox Level 12 template coded by nara of ww |
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Post by COMET on Jul 7, 2018 19:45:47 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","Vgentempbox"] [attr="class","Vgentemptitle"]first round: solo performance! [attr="class","Vgentempdiv"] With the contest conclusion underway. We thought we'd close this thread up and hand you all your reward now! Thanks for being kind of enough to pay our hard fighting competitors some attention! Now get out of my face and take your wonderful goody bags. This is only for those who posted above this reward post: [break][break] - x1 Rare Candy.
- x1 Shadow Ball Technical Machine.
- x2 Poke Ball.
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