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I think I'll just start a brainstorming thread or something.

I need plot ideas if I'm gonna run it. (Unless someone else wants to.)

"I think he said something about going to class early," Max said. "Which class do you have right now, by the way? I'm heading to healing class." He turned to Jake. "You never answered me when I asked you, by the way."

Sarcus seems like such a prick so far, which he really isn't. He's actually a nice guy, he's just irritable, and he keeps getting pissed off lol.

Now I'm completely lost. I think I'll just start collecting these. Also, I think an RP where some or all PCs are Pokemon would be interesting. Not Mystery Dungeon, necessarily, just normal Pokemon.

Max nodded at Jake, then picked up his tray and stood. He dumped the remaining contents in the nearest trashcan (despite the protests of Tiberius), set it down in the designated location, then went about collecting his team. He had to return Argentia to her pokeball, since she flatly refused to detach herself from the chair leg she had been eating. Ignatius had finished his short spar with Grace's Char, and had managed to get a few berries from somewhere. Remia and Tiberius got into a short scuffle once the latter discovered his food had been. . . borrowed. . . but they stopped at a hard look from their Trainer. Celeste seemed to have calmed down after eating, and sat placidly in the crook of Max's arm. "See ya later. It's almost time for class." He headed in the direction of the healing classroom.

Sarcus noted Jake and Max approaching. "I'll talk to you later if I've got time, Jake. I need to get some extra practice in, so I'm heading to magic class early." He nodded to Grace. "You, too, if you're interested. After I get out of school, I'll probably head to the woods like usual." With that, he stood and set off toward the classroom. After he left, Max took his seat and began chowing down on his food. "You know what," he mumbled though a mouthful of food, "this is actually pretty good." He started after a moment. "Oh, here you go." He pulled out a bag of cans and tossed it to Argentia, who began munching on them passively. Tiberius turned his nose up at the food that had been set out for him, preferring to look about for scraps. Ignatius was too distracted by Char to eat, and Celeste stopped flopping about to actually eat her food. Max absentmindedly brushed her with a spare hand as she ate. Remia was busy eating Tiberius's food, glancing up occasionally to ensure the other canine Pokemon wasn't watching.

I thought that she was in the lunch line. . . I'm so confused.

er, Sarcus is sitting at a table in the cafeteria, waiting for Grace and Jake

Usually the same, though there are options that I'm split on.

well, so far, I've gotten: flying fighting dark/fighting water psychic and now steel

this quiz confuses me.

just hurry up and die already I mean, good luck beating that Venusaur with its op hax.

Max progressed through the lunch line, collecting those pieces of food that looked the most edible. After he paid for the lunch, he turned back to Grace and Jake. "So where are we going to sit?"

"Hmm. I don't know a lot about training Dragon-types, but Fire-types are kind of my thing. I know that Tiberius gets ornery if he doesn't have a chance to run around and show off his power, get some energy out, you know? How often does Char get to practice?" He looked down at the Chimchar in question. Ignatius had let out a small sigh at the other Pokemon's stance, then started trying to adjust it, showing the younger one what a proper fighting stance looked like. Tiberius looked expectantly at Grace, waiting for a pat on the head or perhaps a treat.

all you have to do is click the up/down buttons or enter a different number

Pokemon can create matter. It's safe to assume their universe functions using different laws than ours.

Grasssnake pls.