Damaged - Side Contest 2 by The-Moon-Eevee, literature
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Damaged - Side Contest 2
Pax optima rerum. Casey knew he could be halfway to Ferrget Town right now, but after he saw the devastation of Pannep City from the mega stone crisis, there was no way he could leave. People and Pokemon's lives are important after all. So when he heard that the scientists were needed at the Pannep University, he had to help, even if his biology knowledge was rusty. There was only two problems, the angry crowd outside and Scissors.
"Scissors, it's okay. They're just here to fix the computers." Casey rubbed his partner's shoulder soothingly as she glared threateningly at a repairman and his charmeleon. Scissors pulled away from his hand and r
In times like these, Casey was glad the twin suns set in the east. His partner, Scissors, found it hard enough to surf up the Pannep River without the added glare from the sunset.
"Just a little further, Scissors." Casey rubbed the Garchomp's fin soothingly and smiled at her determined GARR. He spotted their destination, a decent sized pool surrounded by trees that served as a popular rest stop between Pannep City and Hassenburg. "Over there."
He gripped her fin as she lumbered up onto the shore, clearly happy to be on land again. He climbed down and helped Scissors out of her saddle.
"Well, fancy seeing you here, Mr Teacher."
Casey turne
NOCT3 side contest entry: Casey by The-Moon-Eevee, literature
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NOCT3 side contest entry: Casey
Trainer CharacterName: Casey Reagan
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Height: 1.75m
Faction: Scientists
Town: N/A
Physical Description: He has lightly tanned skin from his time in the sunshine, messy light honey brown hair that's usually full of dust and a round friendly face to match his cheerful disposition. He has a tattoo of Paint's paw print on his back. He wears a pair of goggles, which combined with his jacket, pants and boots makes him like a Vibrava
Bio: He travels around as a teacher for the small colonies. He loves children, trying to make learning fun. To him, children, whether human or Pokémon deserve the best futures possible.
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Messius 31 sat and stared at the graves in the backyard, admiring the flowers that decorated them. He had been doing this every day since Bellatrix was buried here. He hoped she would wake up to give him a hug, like she always did when he was sad. After a while though, the little cubone's stomach grumbled, so he picked up his bone and toddled back for some of Orion's home cooking. He creaked the metal door open and peered round.
"Not now Orion, I'll eat later. Did anything come for me?"
Messius paused at the sound Leah's voice. Leah was seated at her desk with her back to him, Orion by her side. He could see Orion grudgingly passed a lette
Could have, should have (Round 1 end) by The-Moon-Eevee, literature
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Could have, should have (Round 1 end)
She should have known.
She knew the signs all too well.
She has seen them time and time again.
So, why?
Why, when Bellatrix stumbled, why did she freeze?
She could have, should have done something.
Anything.
And now Bellatrix is on the ground.
And it's too late...
A single flower (NOCT3 R1) by The-Moon-Eevee, literature
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A single flower (NOCT3 R1)
It's a beautiful day, Leah muses to herself, gazing over at the twin sunlight reflecting off the Pannep River. She looks back over at the Hassenburgh farmers market, busy with traders but there is an air of desperation from the merchants. Are the taxes really worth this? Her gaze sweeps across the stalls, searching for a particular stall, knowing full well she and her two Pokemon are attracting stares because of the masks their all wear. After a minute of searching without success, she turns towards Orion and Bellatrix beside her, the Machamp delicately cleaning his reading glasses. "Let's go. It seems the florist Acacia was talking about is
NOCT3 Application - Leah Mahoe by The-Moon-Eevee, literature
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NOCT3 Application - Leah Mahoe
Trainer CharacterName: Leah Mahoe
Gender: Female
Age: 34
Height: 1m 55cm
Faction: Scientist
Town: Pannep City
Physical Description: Leah is tanned with brown eyes, long, wavy dark brown hair that surrounds a somewhat chubby face. Her body is gently curvy, and she has scars on her back from a mandibuzz attack when she was six. She wears a white shirt, black pants and closed in black shoes, plus brown/grey boots and a dark grey coat if she has to travel.
Personality: When Leah first arrived at PAHHNEP with the first colonists, she was an eager young woman with a love for learning, but time and loss has transformed her into a depressed social
It was quiet in the food court for Laura and her boyfriend Bryan as they shared a pizza with their Pokemon.
"Laura's cousin is here?" Bryan pulled Laura closer to him, worried and agitated.
"Yes. The Belleau family always have been close to the Delune family." Emmanuel politely declined a slice as the mienshao hid his distaste at the zoroark across the table. "It is a shame that he is here..."
"Thought he would take a limo so he wouldn't have to deal with the peasants..." Mikael took a bite of pizza, feet on the table, and Emmy's tiny emolga arms wrapped around his neck.
Antonio squeaked, took a bite out of a gooey mess he
Round 4 (aka fun in the grass) by The-Moon-Eevee, literature
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Round 4 (aka fun in the grass)
Mikael was restless. He looked over at Laura, sleeping in Bryan's arms, before he quietly got up and crept out of the room.
"Mikky?"
Mikael froze in place, then turned. "Hey, Emmy..."
The little emolga looked worried as she flew onto her spot on the zoroark's shoulder. "You alright?"
Mikael turned his head away. "No..."
Emmy gave Mikael a loving look and tried to pull his head back towards her. "Talk to me, love..."
Mikael shivered and she could clearly see his fear. "I don't want to die tomorrow..."
She reached up and grabbed his ear. "You're not going to die. Don't even think it."
Mikael glared at E
"She's gone!"
Emmanuel watched his old trainer pace frantically in his office, making calls to the search party. He bowed as he spoke, "Sir, you know as well as I do if he doesn't want her to be found, then they will not be found." He calmly dodged a small pot plant hurled at him.
"I knew keeping that zoroark was a bad idea." The pacing stopped. "Find her. Find her and bring her back."
The mienshao bowed again. "Sir... I think you need to let her do this."
"NO!" Another pot plant shattered itself on the wall. "I will NOT let Laura hurt herself going on some foolish adventure for a foolish dream!"
Emmanuel approached h