Fandom Chaos In Hoenn

[Elysium]

It's been ten years since the Great War. Team Rocket's final(?) uprising shattered the peace that engulfed the entire world into a massive conflict. The war eventually ended with Giovanni's death, but the casualties didn't end there. Much of the world's hierarchy was devastated, trainers or no. To respond to this, the World Pokemon Federation was created to rebuild society, and repair what had been broken.


Life went on. New trainers arose to take on a whole new world, full of new gym leaders, champions, and everyone in between. It was no longer Steven Stone's world, or Lance's, or even Red's. They are gone, fallen heroes who saved the world through ultimate sacrifice. Their legends live on, but their stories are done. It's a new age in the world of pokemon.


Hopes. Dreams. Ideas and Goals. They still exist, even if the world is drastically different. Young trainers still leave home with the dreams of being the champion on day. Team Rocket's few remaining members are still out there, somewhere, waiting to rise from the ashes and attempt domination again. And then there's the matter of the World Pokemon Federation. Heroes of the world, the few remaining beacons of light in a world grown dark. Something's happening in the world of pokemon, and it's starting in Hoenn.

 

[Elysium]

Lilycove was bustling with life on this cool autumn day, the day of the Heroes Memorial Festival. Booths lined the streets, selling various wares and offering a plethora of games and edibles. Most of Hoenn was here on this day, as were many, many tourists from around the world, here to celebrate the end of the war and mourn the lost.


Sitting at an otherwise empty table at an overcrowded cafe was one such celebrator, one such mourner, by the name of Artemis. He got looks, glances, and outright stares, many of them, but no one came near him. Artemis Doucard, champion of Sinnoh, sat in the middle of Lilycove, working on a plate of cheap stir-fry and less-cheap coffee. The Lucario that ended up winning the championship for him, Riot, sat across from him, arms folded and legs crossed, the upper leg twitching impatiently. It was probably the Lucario that was holding other people back, Artemis thought, because several of them looked like they wanted autographs or pictures.


Such was the price of fame, but it didn't bother him. He knew the moment he set off on his journey that he would be subject to this sort of thing. After all, he was the son of the hero of the war, as well as the only World Champion to hold that title in almost six decades. Even now, people were trying and failing to stack up to Alaric's name, and he'd been dead for ten years now. Ever since he won his first badge, he had fans. It was annoying at first, but now it just... was.


Artemis called his waitress over and gave her the money for the meal and a tip, and left, his Lucario standing up with a "finally" set to his body language. Artemis worked his way through the crowd, pausing once or twice to sign things or take selfies with someone, and then he finally managed to get out of town.


With a heavy sigh, the weary-champion sat down on the shore in front of the currently-closed Safari Zone, his blue eyed gaze wandering over Mt.Pyre, where tonights memorial would take place. "Riot, what do you think my father would say about all this? About me?" He asked to the strong, silent pokemon. Not that it mattered. The pokemon wouldn't have been able to respond in an understandable fashion anyway.

 

[MelodyRain]

Exes was in Lilycove City for the Heroes Memorial Festival, enjoying the nice day with her Arcanine trotting beside her. Despite it being chilly, she was wearing a short, flowery dress. It had been a while since she had visited Lilycove, and it was amazingly crowded.


Despite being a day to remember those that died in the war, people are having fun. It's a little sad. Team Rocket did so many horrible things. Maybe if I move past Admin and become Leader, I can build a Team Rocket that won't be full of evil and corrupt people.





She sighed sadly and weaved her way through the crowd to finally sit on an empty bench, her Arcanine sitting beside her right by the arm of the bench. "So...I guess we won't stay here for long. Already have six Gym Badges. Next is Mossdeep Gym. We can stay here for the day, but tomorrow we have to head there. Okay?" Exes said quietly and her Arcanine nodded, understanding. It knew that she had to finish the Gym Challenge since they had come this far. It knew that this was the last step before she could get her confidence to take on the Elite Four in Kanto and Johto. And to maybe move on from Team Rocket.





 
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[Stormblooded]

Romulus weaved through the crowds of Lilycove, going from merchant to merchant haggling over things he didn't need. One of the perks of his status in Team Rocket was the money. He laughed at the irony, that a former their, could now spend money on expensive things simply for the fun of it.


He walked along, his Houndoom at his heels, occasionally growling at pokemon they passed by.


Romulus clenched his fists. He was eager for some action and he could tell his pokemon were too.


His eyes scanned the crowds as he looked for a way to start drama, instead, he saw many people he's rather not cross paths with, as he wanted to enjoy his day as a simple pokemon trainer, and not a high ranking member of Team Rocket.


He made note of the Federation members stationed among the people, and avoided them at all costs.


"Amazing how many people here would love to see me hanged, isn't it Rouge?" He chuckled to his Houndoom, who only barked in reply. He went and leaned against the side of the pokemon center and pulled up the hood on his jacket, looking for excitement.

 

[noremac]

"Are you sure you don't have to be in the bridge when the ship goes into the harbor?" Adam asked the captain over his whiskey sour. The captain laughed and took another drink. Adam thought it was a white russian this time. The captain never seemed to drink the same thing.


"Don't worry friend." The captain warmly responded. "The ship is under cruise control when at sea then the pilot from Hoenn comes aboard to take her into the harbor."


"Ahhhh, I see." Adam grinned, it was basically the same answer he had gotten when they left Vermilion City, but…"Wait, what? Did you say cruse contra-?"


"Excuse me." The captain had turned green. One hand over his mouth the captain rushed towards the door. Adam followed him out and found him spewing chunks over the railing. As usual Adam went to give him a back rub. The captain and he had become good friends and better drinking buddies during the voyage. Adam was relieved to see that the ship wasn't headed towards any rocks but rather was approaching the docks.


Adam almost fell down the gain plank. The captain had insisted on taking shots with Adam before he left. Who am I to refuse a sea captain wishes. Adam thought jovially. Once ashore Adam turned and waved good by to the captain up on deck. "Enjoy da Memrorial Fethtival!" The captain yelled down to him. Adam waved back, the what? The bustling crowd pushed Adam out the door. The city was alive.


"Haha! How great things have turned out!" Let the party begin.

 

[GOAT]

Keith was stepping off his plain, and immediately let his giant friend out, Tank the Aggron, his partner since he was 14. The giant pokemon came out and let out a roar, stretching and taking in the sight of the place.


"Well Tank, guess we better start going!" They headed off, towards the noise of Lilycove where there was obviously some sort of festival going on.


Entering on Tank's shoulders, Keith got a good view in of everything, market stalls, gift stores, games, food, and battles all for the Heros Memorial Festival Keith came to find out.


Once they actually entered the festival, Keith hopped off and landed on the ground, his boots making a stomping noise that turned a few heads. "Sorry y'all, didn't mean to startle any of ya!" He could tell they weren't used to his southern accent. He pulled on his trucker hat, and went immediately to the food court. Tank carefully following shifting his enormous size from all the smaller pokemon and children.


Keith noticed a very familiar looking face, "Is that.... It is! Artemis Doucard! The champion of Sinnoh Tank!" Keith jumped up and was fixing to head that way but Tank grabbed him by his shirt and sat him down, forcing him to stay and eat.





"Yeah, yeah. I got Ya. Better eat first, we got plenty of time for that stuff. What do you say we go play some games or find a place to stay for the night, huh buddy?" And with that they paid for their meals, left their tip and headed on their way, taking in the sights and festivities of the festival.

 

[Dragonblade]

The Memorial Wall. Tens of thousands of names and the lives of the people and pokémon that had come with them. Faceless names that had begot tens of thousands of dollars to his namesake alone. It was how he had always thought of the war, really. He knew the numbers on paper, but the sheer magnitude of names before him had brought with it a reality that he had never stopped to consider. All in all, Leo thought, it was a much better choice to come here than to go to that festival with all those people... Eeesh, what if someone had recognized me? Even the thought of being caught spooked him enough to pointlessly draw up the collar of his jacket. It wouldn't do him much good, given that the Memorial Wall was nearly empty compared to the Festival's activities not too far off.


His hand lightly brushed over a name or two. No one he knew. Until moments ago, these people hadn't been real to him, and it was strange to feel the change occurring. Leo considered it progress. Real. Reality. People with lives. ...Who had lives. He wondered how many of these people had bought his parents' supplies, and had helped propel them to where they were.


"They built up on your backs, huh?"


He mumbled it out, not really talking to anyone but himself. Better than the silence, at least. His hand dropped to his side, and once more Leo was trying to contemplate; attempting to find some kind of meaning (or was it direction?) within the names of the Memorial Wall.

 

[LeSoraAmari]

Sora was walking put of the pokemon centre with his Metagross at his side, he was walking through the streets. Looking at all the people cramped together, with crowds all flocked around the Memorial Wall to pay their respects. People would look at Sora as they know that he was this regions champion, and it must have been strange seeing champions from other regions gather together, but, everyone came to this event. It would be disrespectful not to.


Sora looked down to his Metagross as he said,


"just look at all of these people, and pokemon alike. This event really does bring everyone together"


sora smiled to people as he walked past them, and in some cases mis Metagross would try to as well, it was kinda cute to see.


Sora looked around as he eventully got through the crowds and to the Memorial Wall, he sat on a bench near to it, underneath a tree as he starts to feed his Metagross its favourite poffins.


"Here, I saved some for you" he smiles at his Metagross as he turns, he looks towards the shore, which was about two minutes away from the memorial. to see the Sinnoh Champion sat with his Lucario at his side. Sora sighed as he then drew all attention away and focused on the event at hand,


"I have a feeling that it will be good this year," he says as he looks up To Mt.Pyre and then back at his Metagross, who simply nodded and cried out with excitement

 

[Polo]

Renolds day started earlier than most citizens of Mossdeep. The sun hadn't even risen, but Renolds' eyes are wide open. He is laying on a bed with his arms behind his head getting mentally ready for the day. There is a clock on the other side of the room facing his bed. The clock is dark in color and in the middle of the circular shape is the WPF symbol in bold font. The hour hand lays on the six and minute hand lays on the twelve on opposite sides of the clock, waiting patiently for the second hand to go through another round. The process of getting ready is quick as it is a very well known routine to all people. On the way out of his house, he picks up his Pokémon's pokeballs with the exception of Gardevoir's as she decided to stay at the WPF building.


The streets of Mossdeep are empty while Renolds drives to the WPF building. He arrives faster than usual at his workplace and is greeted by Gardevoir as he enters the building. "Good morning Vera." Vera being the nickname of his Gardevoir. Vera smiles at Renolds, delighted that he has arrived. They both walk into the main office and are greeted by several blinking lights and a map of the Hoenn region. The map blinks at a certain spot with a blue color. The attention of both Renolds and Vera shift to the blue blinking light. "This must be the destination where our assignment will be in." The map then expands into a list of duties and information for Renolds. "Alright, so we will be headed to Lilycove City and look over the Heroes Memorial Festival. It also seems like we will meet up with a deputy, Jayla Kincaid ( @roxtrox7 ), at the festival." He reads on. "The deputy and I shall meet at the WPF station set up near the entrance of the Safari Zone at 9:00 am." Vera is even more delighted that they get to go to the festival. "Now all being settled, we should be on our way." They head over to the company helicopter and make their way to Lilycove City.


The helicopter hovers over the city, the time now being 7:45. Renolds and Vera see the people setting up the market places and booths. Vera then points out the location where the helicopter should be parked. The helicopter makes its way to the spit and lands safely. They both get out and look at the people setting and at the same time searching for the station. After spotting the station, the duo begin walking towards it. Many greetings are passed as he reaches the station. "Ok everybody, come on out!" His Pokémon then are sent out from their Pokéballs. "I want you all to roam the festival and help the citizens here set up, understood?" The five Pokémon nod their head in agreement. "However, I will need one to stay with me and guard. Who volunteers?" Haunter floats excitedly as soon as the question is asked. "Alright, then it is settled. I will need the others to be back at 9:00 am to meet the deputy who we will work along with." The Pokémon disperse and Renolds begins his duties alongside Haunter.

 

[MelodyRain]

Exes could barely relax with so many people around. She wasn't a well known member of Team Rocket but it still put her on edge with so many WPF members wandering around. Of course, seeing a huge Aggron walking past, following a Trainer with a southern accent distracted her from being worried and she couldn't help but stare as it trundled past slowly, knocking into some people by accident.


At the same time, she looked over to see Romulus walk past with Rouge. He was a higher up, so she didn't know him very well, nor did she want to. Exes didn't think he cared a lot about Pokémon or training them properly, since Rouge growled at almost every Pokémon it passed, including her Arcanine. But she didn't let it bother her. When the time came, she would take him down to prove that brains were better over brawn in a case like this.

 

[LeSoraAmari]

Sora smiles as he pets his Metagross and then gets out its pokeball and makes his Metagross return back into hit. He smiles as he looks at the pokeball in his hand, he enjoys all of the happy memories the ball carries. He then gets up from the bench and walks through the crowd as he walks to the coastline of the city as he admires the view and enjoys the sound of the waves hitting the shore. He then slips his hand into his waistcoat pockets as he looks up and sees the WPF helicopter hovering over Lilycove. He sighs as he says "It seems one of the top dogs are here... No doubt they are scouting the area providing their sense of justice to the citizens in need. "Sora smiles as he releases his Espeon who circles Soras legs and nuzzles into them, the female Espeon cries out happily as she stands next to Sora.


Sora closes his eyes as the breeze hits his face "Hoenn is such a beautiful place" he says as he lookd at Mt.Pyre, its a shame its war torn... So much beauty was destroyed...." He opens his eyes as he curses the name of team rocket as he says "Its the fault of those corporeal puppets. Using Pokemon only for mere tools, they are all the same." Sora stands there still looking at the sea as Espeon purred and atarted to circle round Soras legs again.

 

[Stormblooded]

Romulus looked down at Rouge. "Now now, no need to be on edge. Do you want to draw attention to us?" He chuckled. He turned and caught the eye of a trainer. Thinking she looked familiar, he strode over to Exes, avoiding further eye contact and instead looked at her Arcanine.


"Beautiful pokemon, Arcanine. Got one myself." He said, turning to Exes once more. "Ah, now I get it. I know you, recognize you from one of the meetings. Sorry if Rouge here wasn't being polite, he doesn't like it much here, too many WPF members, puts him on edge." He said with a mischievous grin.

 

[DiamondJack]

Marco sat on the shoulder of his good friend Walter as the Golurk thundered toward Lilycove City. Marco needed a break in the search for his sister, and he heard some kind of event was going down in Lilycove. Marco looked down at his pal Walter. The emotionless suit of haunted armor had always been one of Marco's most comforting friends. Walter always listened without complaint and offered no criticism in return. Walter did everything Marco asked without an ounce of back sass.


Walter started to walk past Mount Pyre when Marco stopped him. Marco instructed Walter to walk to the end of the pier facing the mountain. Marco hopped down off of the Golurk and stared at the sacred place. It reminded him of Celestial Tower back home. Marco spent a lot of time there in his travels. Marco took a big breath. Marco decided he would go to Mount Pyre. For now, however, Marco would sit on the end of the pier and relax. Sitting on Walter wasn't the most comfortable experience.

 

[MelodyRain]

Exes glanced up as Romulus came over, making the comment he did about her Arcanine. He obviously didn't really recognize her, only seeing her at the meetings they held once in a while. It didn't bug her. "Thank you. However, I don't believe we're well acquainted. And it seems Rouge here needs a little more discipline to keep calm even when there are so many WPF members here." She stood up and her Arcanine also stood. "Exes Weiran, Admin. I presume you're here to cause trouble? I've heard enough about of your belligerent attitude to know you love excitement. Even if it causes...issues."

 

[Stormblooded]

Romulus couldn't help but laugh at Exes' description. "Seems I'm more well known than I thought. You got me, although trouble might not be the word I would use. You must forgive me, I wasn't aware you were Admin." He said with a dramatic bow. "Besides, most of Rocket don't mind the "issues" I cause, as long as they're getting money out of it, and the chance to tick off the WPF." He said with his usual, devilish grin. He called Rouge back into his pokeball, before holding it up and examining it. "Rouge's shy, I guess you could say I rescued him from people who weren't too... nice. He's gotten a little too overprotective." He looked up with genuine seriousness on his face.


"Enough about me though, what brings you to the festival?"

 

[MelodyRain]

Exes' facial expression did not change from its hard, cold form even as Romulus joked around. She was known for being incredibly serious and harsh occasionally, and she did not laugh much around people. "Yes because money is the most important thing to Team Rocket. I don't agree but it's your choices, not mine."


While she spoke, she returned Arcanine to his Pokéball as well. "I'm here to enjoy the festival for the day before I head to Mossdeep to challenge the Gym there. It's only a short break. After that I'm off to Sootopolis City to challenge the last Gym Leader. I'm not going to stay in one place for very long so if you need to tell me something, you better do it quickly. And you better hope it's not out of my way."

 

[GOAT]

"Gah- Dangit Tank! Watch where you're going! You're gonna get us kicked out of the festival!" Keith exclaimed as Tank was knocking people and pokemon over with his enormous body and tail. He noticed some girl staring at them while the commotion had occurred. "Hey Tank, she was kinda pretty, huh?" Tank just reacted by pushing his trainer a long.


Before Keith could apologize for slowing down, Tank had let out a low, bellowing roar, almost like a yawn, making sure to let Keith know he was tired. "Alright, alright, you big baby."





He returned Tank, and let out his newest member, Shieldon.


As the happy little dinosaur pokemon pranced about stretching his legs, they headed off to one of the rides, but when Keith wasn't looking, he accidentally bumped into someone.... (OOC: guess just anyone jump in right here, wanting someone to meet up with Keith)





"Ow! Oh, hey I am so sorry! Pardon me, I wasn't lookin' where I was goin. Let me help Ya up."

 

[LeSoraAmari]

The young champion turned and headed back to town with his Espeon at his side, she would purr frequently and then look up at her trainer who she loved dearly, Sora got back to the town as he made his way to the pokemarket to get some supplies, on his way he walks past the two Rocket members, oblivious to who they were, although he didnt know identity, they knew his. And as the girl mention that she wanted to challenge the gyms he stopped and said "I will look forward to your visit then," he kept walking as the Espeon ran to catch up to her owner as they got to the Pokemart and bought lots of supplies,


When he leaves, he hears the cries of an Aggron, the cries of which a very familier to him. He follows the sound as he comes across a trainer, who bumped into him, Sora was on the floor as he brushed himself off snd looked at the trainer with an Aggron and a Shieldon as he got back up onto his feet. he smiled at the Shieldon as he remembered when his Bastiodon was a Shieldon, sora looks at the trainer and says "hey there.." He smiles at the trainer, "and who might you be?"

 

[noremac]

As Adam waled through the street he let Franky, his Charmander, out of it's ball. Char Char! The pokemon piped as it stretched out its neck to stretch. He blew a smoke ring then snorted. "Have you been smoking again, little guy?" Adam asked his friend jokingly. Frankie cocked his head, looking up at his master, Charmander? Adam laughed at the response. "Awwww, Frankie! Yoouur soo cuute." Adam said rubbing the pokemon on the head as it danced around in circles.


Although he lacked a plan of action in this new region and knew no one here, Adam was not concerned. He was thrilled. There were so many new and exotic Pokemon here. Adam recognized hardly any of them. As he walked and took in the sights Adam came across a long wall with names inscribed on it. Many people were putting flowers under it, making pencil copies of names, or taking pictures. Standing next to him was a blond guy about Adam's age. The man's face had the completely slack look that only someone deep in thought could have. Not a stranger you would normally engage in conversation...But Adam still a bit more then tipsy.


"Yo...What is this monument for?" Adam wished he had not been so blunt, but...meh.


@Dragonblade

 

[Digitalis]

As she bustled from stall to stall balancing a box of croissants on one arm and a box of Poké Puffs on the other, with a briefcase dangling off her left hand, Maria kept a nonchalant eye on the movements of the people and Pokemon around her. Her own itinerary was a path that allowed her to bestow her gifts of free breakfast pastries upon as many hungry volunteers as possible, although someone with years of patrol experience might have been able to tell that this seemingly meandering path was actually the most time-efficient way of crossing as much of the festival grounds as possible. In fact, she was rather hoping that someone was already here and had already noticed, as she had some very important budget updates for him.


Leaving off her train of thought for just a moment, Maria greeted her next beneficiary with a slightly harried grin and a joking "Whew!" as she temporarily set down the boxes of food so that the half-asleep teenager staffing the Moo-Moo Milk Bottle Ring Toss stall could take his pick.


"Bring any friends with you?" Maria smiled and gestured to the box of Pokemon treats. The sleep slowly lifted from the boy's pimply face as his brain finally sputtered to life at the sight and sound of a beautiful lady directly addressing him.


"Wh- Huh- I- Oh! Uh... N-No, I don't got any of my own Pokemon; our Poochyena's still back home with my old man... H-He said he'd come later..." A faint blush was slowly taking over the territory vacated by the sleepiness, and the teen's eyes cast around wildly for a non-awkward place to settle, pausing briefly on Maria's chest before finally committing to the box of croissants. Noticing his gaze, Maria helpfully pushed the box toward him. She watched his right arm twitch as he fought back his instinct to reach for a pastry.


Not wanting to seem gauche in front of the pretty lady, hmm... Maria turned her private smile of amusement into a public smile of encouragement. "If you take one, it'll be one less that I have to lug around all over the place. Pretty please?" She had barely finished her sentence before the boy's shaking hand shot out and fumbled with the edge of a croissant for several seconds until he finally managed to hot-potato it out of the box. As the teen attempted to wrestle his mouth open to stammer his thanks, a familiar white-and-green shape crossed the periphery of Maria's vision. Gardevoir were not an uncommon sight in Hoenn, but she had seen this particular one enough times to pick it out from a crowd without fail. Without waiting for the boy to finish fighting his way to the end of two simple words, Maria flashed him one last smile and a "You're welcome!" before reloading herself with her boxes and trotting off in the Gardevoir's direction.


If Vera was here, then Captain Reevine (@Polo) wouldn't be too far away. And there was nothing like a free breakfast to help soften the blow of having to hear budget concerns first thing in the morning.

 

[GOAT]

"Hey there," the trainer said as he was getting up," who might you be?"


"Well, My name is Keith Parham, this here is Tank, and that's my newest member, Shieldon! What's your name bud?" As they were havin their conversation, Keith noticed some girl handing out food to the stall workers, and some teenage boy gawking over her. He noticed two people talking, that seemed a little suspicious to him, but he blue it off since he was in a new region.


He noticed Aggron getting restless so he sent him to play around, while Shieldon was running around playing with other pokemon jut a few yards away.





"Well my friend, what brings you here to the festival? This is my first time to Hoenn in a long time, so the festival was a great way to listen up."

 

[LeSoraAmari]

Sora smiles kindly as he says "My name Is Sora, you may know me for being the regions champion" he smiles as his Espeon circles his feet and purs up against his leg" Well you chose wisely then... Hoenn truly is a beautiful place... I, personally think its the most pretty, except for Sinnohs Snowpoint City..." He turns and looks at the people who are talking as he then turns and looks back at the trainer as he says "This festival is a yearly event of which I need to attend, if I didnt it would be disrespectful to those who had fallen in the war against Team Rocket" sora returned his Espeon who needed rest as he then releases his Metagross as it is levitating beside him" So then Mr.Parham, have you thought about taking the League Challenge while you are here in Hoenn? Or just here to enjoy the festivities?" Sora smiles as he then starts to pet Shieldon as Metagross plays around with Aggron

 

[Stormblooded]

Romulus glanced around. "Seems like you're quite popular today Ma'am." He said to Exes, noting all the attention she was getting. Suddenly his expression changed to complete seriousness. "You know, you're the only member who still cares about badges. Ol Rommie knows what's up, you see, I'm a bit of a secret "warden" if you will. Get paid good money for information. I know everyone and everything that goes around in Rocket. I don't plan on staying in Rocket, a lot of stuff I don't exactly agree with goin' down, I'm looking for an out, and I know you don't agree with what's going on either. I can sense that much from you." He said in a hushed voice.


Backing up a few steps, he quickly resumed his laid back demeanor. "Well, enjoy the festival, it might not last." He laughed, turning and starting off towards the merchants.

 

[Polo]

(OOC: @roxtrox7 I'm going to deviate from my original intentions, so don't worry about anything)


The festival was very well on its way. The music, people, and activities filled the place with joyness, even for an event that is meant to mourn and pay respects. Renolds stood at the WPF station taking on the tasks handed to him by his superiors. Specifically, he was on guard duty. The tasks during events like these don't have much ranks to them, but Renolds didn't mind. He enjoyed his job no matter what he had to do. His head rotated in many directions to keep in eye on all the people passing by. His Haunter floated beside him at shoulder length and also had various motions as he kept patrol. Haunter loved being near Renolds when it came to guard duty. This was because Haunter knew that the scene of Renolds on watch with a Haunter by his side would make him look more fierce. Which usually worked. Renolds Pokémon were still out helping people, but he knew that they probably headed off to enjoy the festival too.


Vera strolled through the festival, fascinated by the place. Vera spends most of her time at the WPF building in Mossdeep working, but she gets really excited when she is around lots of people. She can sense many different emotions around her from sad to happy to angry. It was an ability the she really enjoyed because this way she was able to better communicate with people. After a while of strolling she senses a familiar person nearby. After locating the person's position she turns to them. She sees Maria walking towards her. Vera gets into a position to signify respect, which she always does for WPF members, even if they aren't at a high rank. Vera's body is positioned in the direction of Maria, with her back and legs straight. Her hands overlap each other, the left over the right, and are placed in the middle of her abdomen. Her facial expression is a bit below serious as she waits for Maria to approach her. (@Digitalis)

 

[GOAT]

"I thought you looked familiar," Keith said, "That's a nice little Espeon you got! And Yes it is very beautiful here, I grew up in Sinnoh but never really made it to Snowpoint, and yes I agree completely. Even though it did kind of take me a minute to figure out what was going on."





Sora returned his Espeon and let out his Metagross,


"Well hey big fella!" Keith greeted Sora's Metagross. As Aggron and Metagross started Playin together, Keith Noticed Sora petting Shieldon.





"Well kind of both! I came here a long time ago, so I wanted to return since it's where I met Tank. Plus I figured I'd do a little battling, so yup, the League challenge is gonna be on my list of important things to do. But I'm also here to look for my father. He was taken by Team Rocket a few years ago." Keith changed the subject.


"So just takin' a wold guess here, but I reckon you like steel-types?" Keith asked with a friendly smile.