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I jumped a bit as my Pokégear went off; we had been hard at training. Apparently a bit too hard, if such a common thing could set me off.  I opened the device to see a new message from… James? That was different, but the subject seemed promising. NEW MISSION! Flashed at me in red letters. Shaking myself I opened the message, New Assignment, Attention all Members, news is a storm has been brewing causing a lot of Pokémon to head our way for shelter! This is an ideal opportunity to catch something rare, so get your gloves on and get out there! Now, I know we have a lot of new members, but that’s fine, just turn your

:heart::heart::heart:DAYCARE CHECKER:heart::heart::heart: "The marvelous result of a collaboration between the Daycare and The Pokétch Company, this app allows Trainers to see the levels, genders, and species of the Pokémon located in the Pokémon Daycare, centré, and will show whether or not an Egg has yet been produced." . . . *Click* Pokémon Currently Housed in the Centré....1000098755433 Filter Results? Y/N Y .......Filtering by Name... :blackrose:Kurobara Ranch:blackrose: . . . BeeeEEeeep :heart::heart::heart:

Unfortunately the youngster’s attack startled the locals. A Porygon2 and a Leavanny had also been amongst the flowers, though hidden in the longer grass. They looked tired, and I realized instantly we must have scared them both awake. There was no time to warn Bală, no time for anything as the mechanical Pokémon began to charge his attack.  Three glowing orbs had appeared, connecting his beak and ‘feet’, and from each a beam of energy shot, Electricity, Fire, and Ice all as one, straight for the hatchling. Without a thought I put myself in front of her, taking the Tri-attack head-on. I was shaken badly, the fire

Ire stood waiting. Why did he have to hunt in a pair? He snorted, not the most keen on the idea, he thought that it was only Corlask being dragged into Forlk's love fueled schemes, but when an orc said you where participating or she'd eat your wings grilled you listened....Ire hung his head. So he was waiting for...for who ever it was that Forlk had decided he had to go with. ~ Ísmere flew grudgingly along, she disliked being so far from her partner, but when the she-orc had glared at her, saying she hunted or she and her fox would have to come up with another means to fund their meal she had relented. Simpler to get it over with than

Beeeeep, beeeep, beep!!! The sound of my watch going off made me jerk upright, and I moved to shut it off before it woke Doran. Though I knew the effort was futile, for the ever-alert Persian jolted upright as I did. His ears pinned back as he bared fangs and claws alike. “Incoming message!” The suddenly unhelpful voice chirped, and I made a mental note to perminately mute the app. “In order to foster relations within the Mafia we are authorizing a… “Bonding Exercise”. So, all members please feel free to collect the free pies in the kitchens and set about ‘Pieing’ those fellows amongst you whom

....Searching... ROCKIN' ROCHETTO RANCH ......Trainers Found... . . . .

I've seen these around, makes sense to keep things neat^^neat^^

Physical Qualities:Name: Daciana Silviu Gender: Female Age: 113 Apparent Age:33 Species: Vampire(CezaryStrigoi) Height: 6'03" Weight: 155lbs Skin Colour: Pale, almost a greyish-white colour. The veins are easy to see through it and give her a bluish caste. Hair Colour: A dark red, almost Auburn. Eye Colour: Blue Significant Markings/Scars/Tattoos: A dark birthmark down her spine, Non Physical Qualities:Main traits: Stubborn, Determined, Loyal, Honest, Cunning Sexual Preference: Undetermined Marital Status: Single Religious Beliefs: Getaen-turned-Animist Fears: Dolls, Doctors, Possessions: Clothing style: Formal and antiquated(victorian/got

She was young, perhaps naïve then, to think they were safe; The daughter of the Queen, the alpha pair. There territory was a nice one, rolling hills butting up to a peak where snow fell all year. The prey was abundant and their pack was doing well, and growing constantly. She never imagined there would be others beyond their borders with fury in their hearts. It was the howls that woke her, strangers for she knew the sound of her pack-mate’s calls by heart. By the time she reached the hills the battle had already broken out. Blood and wounded covered the ground while the snarls and yelps of friend and foe filled the air. She could