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Thank you very much! That's really kind ^^

Every so often an old idea for a Pokemon RP centered around desert exploration and reliving ancient history instead of gym challenge'ing pops into my head. I've tried running it a few times, but it never seems to take off.

David A. Martin Odd shadow's danced around David's feet. They shifted across the cobblestone pavement with every lantern post the nightly patrol passed. He noticed them more often than a week prior - and felt unease because of it. His pale blue eyes instinctively glanced at their movement even...

David A. Martin D.O.B. October 11th, 1868 English Nationality Regarding Mr. Martin; The boy is named David Arthur Martin. He is one of our Junior Detectives at the CID of the Metropolitan Police. The boy should be easily recognizable upon his arrival. He is well-dressed with pale blue eyes and...

Kasey Kallisto The ten-to-one odds quickly reduced when the Tauros herd's majority wandered off into the grass. Taking some of the tension in the air with them. Snover appeared visibly relieved. Her arm slumped down after receiving a wave from the Tauros' trainer. Situations like these had...

Kasey Kallisto Intent on acting the crowd-pleaser, it proved challenging to keep his excitement up when only a single voice piped up to address him. His fingers loosened around the Pokeball. Tossing it up and snatching it out of the air. “I don't think so, man.” He replied confidently but still...

Kasey Kallisto Dark Cave. A dark, difficult-to-navigate tunnel that runs beneath the Johto region. Morning. A period of time between midnight and noon where said cave's exit is most noticeable. The morning light illuminated the shapes of a 19-year-old trainer and his two Pokemon as they...

Kasey Kallisto Age: 19 Gender: Male Sexuality: Clueless Hometown: Saffron City, Kanto Region Team: Strike Career Path: Regional Champion. While his initial goal is to become a Gym Leader, he will tirelessly push further until he reaches his limit. Basic Description: Kasey has a severe case-y of...

Doris Martin Hunched forward, Doris painfully gazed at the teapot. Still intact, held aloft by a scarred palm tasting the heat of the spill. Trembling eyes found no weakness in the ceramic. The only cracks caused, it seemed, were those in her facade. In desperate thought, she had rather seen it...

Doris Martin She would have found out eventually... Doris thought to herself as she crossed the threshold of the breakfast hall. The spoken word could be rearranged in all manner of ways by a careful mind, she pondered. The choice of words could aid in forming better sentences or soften the...

Doris Martin Late in the night, Doris made her last pass through the hallway behind the bedrooms. Dim starlight shining through the windows faintly illuminated patches of the floor along her route. The hours after curfew had passed slowly. Too slowly. The uneventfulness for once unwanted, giving...

Doris Martin Hidden away by the fragile shielding of her fingers, Doris managed to escape from the world crumbling around her. Each of her fingers pressed tight against the next, a joint effort to prevent any light from reaching her closed eyes. The noise surrounding her meant nothing if she...

Doris Martin To preserve the remainder of her already faltering mental stability, Doris quietly let the world pass her by. Closing the gates to her mind palace as she relived a scene from her childhood. Distracting herself from the chaos held back by her mental barricade. The noise at the dinner...

Doris Martin "It appears that is the flavor of the day," Doris replied regretfully, casting sullen eyes down at the plate in front of her. The meal she had so diligently prepared felt like it was starting back at her. It forced a grimace onto her features. She had intended the food to be warm...

Doris Martin As per usual, Doris had proven herself to be a creature of habit with her position at the table. She had sat herself down deep into the room. A few still empty chairs separated her from the end of the dining table. It would appear to be nothing more than a matter of preference to...

Doris Martin What troubles you, Dory? It was that male voice again. The familiar tone distracted her from-- What was I doing? The sudden realization quickly broke the thousand-yard stare she had forced upon an innocent tray of roasted potatoes. She could only guess from the rising steam that...

Doris Martin “Hello, Ozy,” Doris replied cordially, singling out the golden-eyed boy for a moment to provide a proper response to his enthusiastic greeting. It was a simple gesture enhanced by a happy facade, yet it touched her. Compared to the morning she had endured thus far, any form of...

Doris Martin Calm down. A familiar sound entered her thoughts. I must know who damaged our home. She argued with herself. Her gaze stared off into the distance as her thoughts absorbed her. Calm down, Dory. Dory. He was not going to relent. This morning has been difficult. She admitted to her...

Doris Martin With the agreeance of Jasper, it felt as if her words were cementing themselves as the truth. She had been the one that brought up the possibility of their absence being the culprit for Olivia getting hurt. That was undeniable. She had hoped Jasper would have refused her musings and...

Doris Martin The snap of a flame being born drew Doris' gaze down to the cigarette held between her fingers. She noted that her hand was still shaking despite her desire to put up a composed front. It made sense. She was trying to appear composed, but she did not believe herself to be. As the...