Candy

the real question however is how many words Muahahahahahahaha would count as...

greaat you can go on waiting, I'll request when you're ready

I don't mind doing that If you don't find the mons, we can trade later too (^^)b

what's a temp trade? like trade now what you have listed and then trade those later? in any case, price mons are traded after the match, so you have plenty of time to trade me (it doesn't have to be the same day either)

if you'd so wish

oops sorry didn't see this :/ I don't think it has to be now Whenever it happens that they and you are both online, you can trade then haha Also take care! Hope relaxing will make you feel better!

I can battle you in a few mins if you're still around But unfortunately Hoppip is already taken (and so was Clefable, sorry I forgot to update T_T), so if you can replace that, it'd be great!

she's already in your team... but you didn't know because she's using illusion to look like another mon

haha, no worries yo - the five you're sending me are alright (I'm not in a hurry to complete my dex anyway) I'll request in a little bit, so get ready! (and thx for the thoughtful skiploom)

I know, I must update the post saying that if stuff like this happens, number of mons standing will determine win/loss It hadn't happened to me in a while so I totes forgot haha

I can Let's goo

sounds good Look forward to our rematch!

great! I'll head over

On the mons I bred, I'll take your offer. I'll be available to trade in about half an hour, if that's not an inconvenience

Sounds great Ok @xernash Starry will trade you the mons instead, thanks for ordering anyway!

So you want a tynamo and a shroomish at any IV, holding a dragon scale and a razor claw, correct? I'll work on them and message you when I have them

Chapter 7 Brenda and Ren exited the Pokemon Center, her bag filled with potions and status healers. “Guess it’s time. We’re fully prepped to take on our first Gym match.” Brenda punched her invisible enemy twice, and then did a roundhouse kick. “What are you doing, Brenda?” she heard Cheren’s voice, and looked in his direction. “It doesn’t matter. Come here, it seems they’re doing some kind of presentation.” He was pointing at a long row of uniformed people lined up in the park. One of them, the one in the middle, was wearing some old fashioned robes and large jewels, which made him stand out. However, his ruby-colored eye patch was enough to send chills down Brenda’s spine. Ren and her joined the crowd just as the old man with the robes started talking. “Hello, people of Accumula Town. My name is Ghetsis, and I’m representing Team Plasma. As you must know, we are petitioning the government to consider our offer, and are going from town to town to recruit as many supporters as possible,” the man smiled, but it seemed like a cold smile to Brenda. Ghetsis walked to the right, and raised his arms. “What is our offer, you ask? That is, Pokemon Liberation.” The crowd started murmuring among itself. “Though pokemon are beings with infinite potential, with powers greater than any human’s, their fate is frozen as they’re sealed in pokeballs. They live a life of slaves, many times abused by their reckless trainers. Why must they deserve such treatment?” Ghetsis turned around to walk to the left, and for a second, Brenda felt as though he had looked at her in the eye. If he did, his sight seemed to have frozen part of her soul. “Pokemon and humans must be equals. Inhumane confinement of pokemon must end right now. The only way we can accomplish this is through liberation,” Ghetsis bowed as he reached the end of his discourse. “Please consider supporting us, and joining Team Plasma. The numbers matter, in order to convince the Unova government. Thank you.” With that, Ghetsis flickered his hand, and the grunts with grey uniforms immediately took on a defensive stance around their robed superior. In no time, and with careful orderliness, Ghetsis exited the park, and went out of Accumula Town. “What do you think,” Cheren asked Brenda, when the crowd started to disperse. She, however, took a moment to respond. “Oh, I don’t know. I guess to each their own, but I don’t believe liberation will improve our relationship with pokemon.” Cheren moved his glasses up his nose bridge. “I don’t think so too,” he nodded. “I know you don’t,” Brenda said, cheerfully. “Ever since I can remember, you’ve wanted to be a pokemon trainer. You were always looking up ways to train happy and strong monsters.” “Yes, it’s true, but whenever our teachers brought pokemon into the classroom, they would end up making friends with you more than anyone else.” “What can I do,” Brenda laughed and winked. “I’m just a natural.” “I know, that’s why-” Then Cheren cut his thought short, turned red, and waved his hands, “Oh nothing. Don’t mind me.” “What’s gotten into you,” Brenda raised an eyebrow. “Nothing of importance. I’ll go to the Pokemon Center now, and will leave for Striaton City soon.” “I already finished my business at the PC. Maybe we’ll see each other along the way to the city.” Cheren excused himself, and left Brenda and Ren alone in front of the park. A little silence ensued, and then Brenda squatted next to Ren. “What did you think of what that Ghetsis guy said?” she asked. Ren looked up, in a pensive expression. “I bet you kind of agree with what he said. You wish you were free, without me to bother you all the time, don’t you?” Ren made no sound in agreement or disagreement. “Well,” Brenda sighed. “I’m sorry to tell you that you are not getting what you want.” Then, with a bright smile, she added, “I’ll show you how much better your life will be, with a trainer like me by your side.” She took Ren’s hand, and was about to run all the way to Route 2, when she noticed that someone was still standing close to the park, watching them. The person was tall and slender, with long green hair flowing out from a black cap. A pokemon with black fur, which Brenda had never seen before, rested on their shoulder. When their eyes met, the person showed a glimpse of surprise and quickly looked away. However, it was hopeless. “You, the lady in the black cap,” Brenda shouted. “With that attire and attitude, there’s no mistake. You are a pokemon trainer, aren’t you?” Her future opponent knitted his eyebrows, and gently caressed his hair. “A lady?” he answered in an almost inaudible voice. “I guess I really must cut it, if people mistake me for a girl.” Brenda widened her eyes, and bit her fingernails. “No, no, I’m sorry! Your hair is totally fine, young man. It suits you like a koban to a meowth, a pearl to a spoink!” Brenda blabbered, waving both of her hands. “It’s just me, a stupid countryside folk, who’d never seen a man with long hair. The longest I’ve seen is Cheren’s, but that’s because he’d have to cut it every week if he wanted to carry a short-haired head.” The stranger was dumbstruck at how fast the girl talked. “Anyway, my point is,” she finally concluded. “You’re a trainer, I’m a trainer, and our eyes met just moments ago. That can only mean one thing.” She pointed straight at his face, and posed for dramatic effect. “We must have a pokemon battle!” The stranger would have been well-allowed to laugh, for Brenda’s act was nothing short of entertaining. However, he only tightened his lips. “What, I don’t hear you answer, my lad,” Brenda said, placing a hand on her ear. “Or is it that you’re running away, because you’re scared to lose to a girl?” She smirked, narrowing her eyes. “No, but my zorua dislikes battling,” he said, again in a quiet voice. Ren looked at the fox pokemon on his shoulder, and made faces and laughed. “‘Rather than a fox, you are a chicken’, huh? What do you say, Zo. Do you want to make an exception?” The zorua jumped off the young man’s shoulder, and stood prepared in front of the pair with shocked faces. “Where did you get that from?” she asked, referring to the chicken joke. Ren also said something, in a language she could not comprehend. “What?” he answered. “Have you never met a person who could talk with pokemon?” “Talk with pokemon?” The question made the stranger twitch his eyes. It was a question that brought back vague but distasteful memories. Contrary to what he expected, though, the girl looked at him with total admiration. “That is the coolest thing I’ve ever heard. You must tell me what Ren says, for I think we fight each other due to my lack of understanding.” She was full of glimmer, but then stopped herself, and remembered that they were about to start a battle. “Excuse me,” she coughed. “I got side-tracked. If your zorua (By the way, I’d never seen one before. They must be quite rare, right?) is feeling like battling after my Ren’s joke, then let’s get this started.” The battle was a 1-on-1 on a grassy field. The sun was out, but not strong enough to give them the effects of a sunny day. There was a little wind, just enough to sway the grass below Ren and Zo. “Here we go,” Brenda shouted. “Ren, vacuum wave!” “Zo, jump and dodge.” The zorua jumped with a speed that made her almost invisible, and over to Ren’s back. “Zo, bite.” As her trainer ordered, she bit Ren’s tail, which made him jump in pain. “Zo, extrasensory.” “Ren, close your eyes and ears, now!” If he allowed his senses to be taken up by the attack, Ren being a fighting type, he would have been definitely knocked out at once. Fortunately, this was one of the 50% chance when he actually listened to her. “Great, Ren,” she threw a rock at his feet when the extrasensory attack was over. Ren released his ears and opened his eyes, and saw a reassuring grin on his trainer. “Now, Ren. Vacuum wave!” “Again?” the young man commented. “Zo, dodge it.” And jump she did once more, but Brenda was one step ahead. “Ren, vacuum wave upwards!” The quick fighting type attack finished off the zorua in one try. She managed to land on her four feet, but then she collapsed and fainted. “We did it,” Brenda exclaimed, and ran to hug Ren. Her opponent walked up to his zorua, and without a word, caressed her black fur. “Your zorua’s jumping power was impressive,” Brenda told him. “If I didn’t have type advantage, I don’t know if we could’ve won.” The young man shrugged, and offered 700 pokecoins to the winner. “Thanks. May I ask your name? You were my first battle opponent, so at least I want to remember you. I’m Brenda, if you wanted to know.” “I go by N,” he answered. “N! Alright, I won’t ask what it stands for, though I’d love to know,” she hinted at him, but seeing that he had no intention of speaking, she carried on. “Anyway, I have to get going, if I want to reach Striaton City before sunset.” N nodded. “Hope we can have a rematch, if we ever see each other again,” Brenda said, as she waved her hand with her whole arm. Then, she ran together with Ren, full of pleasure at having won their first battle, towards Route 2 and onto Striaton City.

100% my reaction every time I replay this part. After this, I kind of started disliking Ren's face (though unfortunately a character I'm building shares the same name)

Thanks Glad you like it so far

Okee then I'll play

Sounds fun but I'm scared I'll make mistakes since I'm not too acquainted with mafia...

Chapter 6 In the next hour of training, Ren obeyed Brenda about 50% of the time - a dramatic increase, compared to the initial, which was zero percent. “Come on Ren,” Brenda would complain. “I studied Pokemon eight years of my life. I’m not kidding when I say I know quite a bit about Pokemon battling.” Yet, Ren could not take her word for it. Not surprising, for how could a human know more about battling than a Pokemon who had until now battled in the wild? At around midday, Brenda only realized it was perhaps time to have lunch when her stomach growled. “Can’t go to war on an empty stomach. Ren, let’s go eat.” Ren had finally won a battle against a pidgey just then, so he was in perfect mood to take a break. He ran after the youngster who skipped all the way to the restaurant they had found earlier. The restaurant had a waiting list going, since midday was their peak hour, but Brenda did not wait standing for long, because there were some chairs in the entrance. “Sit here,” Brenda tapped her tights, but Ren preferred to stay standing. “I guess winning your trust won’t be easy after all. Even then, don’t think I’ll give up. I’m as stubborn as you, or more.” As she said that, one of Brenda’s old classmates happened to pass by, having finished lunch herself. “Oh, isn’t this a surprise? Brenda isn’t it,” she said. “I heard your class graduated last weekend. How is the life of a trainer treating you?” “Annie, what a coincidence. Haven’t seen you ever since you moved to Castelia City. I’ve just reached Accumula from Nuvema this morning, but what brings you to this place?” “Well, when you live in the city, and eat too much specialty food, you kind of miss common people’s food. Fortunately, my family still owns a little condo here, so I can spend a few days in these nostalgic areas.” Brenda could not hide the shock on her face, so much so that Annie had to her what was amiss. “I- I hadn’t considered the food!” she exclaimed. “What’s that all about?” “I’d prepared myself to leave my mother and my town behind, but not the food!” Brenda looked down at her knees. “My my, Brenda. I’m actually surprised you forgot about food. It’s you, the girl who chased bouffalant because they stole her berries, we’re talking about.” “How do you still remember such tiny details from the past?” “It was a rather memorable event, to say the least.” Annie then noticed something moving close to her legs, and was startled. However, she then realized that it was just a Riolu. “I wonder if the waiters haven’t realized that there is a wild pokemon on the loose,” she commented. Brenda raised her depressed face, and looked back down to what Annie was referring to. “Oh, no Annie. This is my partner, Ren.” Brenda patted Ren’s head. “My bad,” apologized Annie. “I didn’t think you’d have caught another pokemon so early.” Then Brenda explained in not much detail, how she had caught Ren, her starter pokemon. “Interesting, and very like you Brenda. I gave up on becoming a trainer when I moved into the city, but I still have a pretty companion, Linda.” She then threw a Luxury ball into the air, and released a delcatty, though it took Brenda a few seconds to recognize it. “A shiny delcatty!” Brenda shouted with her eyes almost jumping out of their sockets. The people around her made shh sounds, so she contained her need to make another, not-so-classy remark. The look on Brenda’s face was enough to feed Annie’s ego, however. “Yes, I asked my uncle in Hoenn to bring me a shiny skitty about four years ago. When I felt I was too mature to carry around a skitty with me, I evolved her into a delcatty. We are definitely a match made in Heaven.” “That’s so amazing,” Brenda shouted in whispers. “I had never seen a shiny in my life. Your uncle must be a magician or something.” Annie giggled. “He’s a shiny hunter. He has a lot of workers looking for shinies all over Hoenn.” “I bet it’d cost a fortune to buy one, unless one was part of the family,” Brenda said, still looking at the Delcatty with nothing less than admiration. “May I pet her?” “Why, go ahead. She loves to get attention.” Brenda stretched a hand, and stroked Delcatty’s well-trimmed fur. “Her fur is so soft, I-” Before she could finish her sentence, however, the Delcatty was pushed away from her hand. In what felt like a second, the cat pokemon slid and bumped into a counter three seats away from her. “Linda!” Annie ran to help her partner up. Once the Delcatty was aware of what had happened, she quickly stood up, and charged towards the Riolu that had punched her on her side. Ren received the full on tackle, and they ran into a tall window, which they broke. The battle that ensued next was nothing but chaos. The two pokemon were battling each other, lending no ear to the commands of their companions. The people on the waiting list had to move out of the way, to dodge the pokemon that ran and jumped in all directions. Finally, the restaurant’s manager was called, and he became angry to see the broken window and the mess that the two uncontrolled pokemon were causing. He demanded that Brenda pay for the window, but she was a child with no money, so the only thing he could do was to kick her out of the place. A couple of Houndooms were brought out from the kitchen, and they took care of the wild pokemon. Annie screamed when she saw how the fire had burnt her Linda’s red fur. Brenda said nothing when a Houndoom pushed Ren to go out the door, and he frowned at the sight of her face. “Brenda, I’m so disappointed,” Annie shouted, even though they were right next to each other. “Your ‘partner’ if you so call that beast, has no respect and no manners. I don’t ever want to see him close to my Linda again!” Then, she returned her Delcatty to her ball, whipped her blond hair in front of Brenda’s nose, and ran away to her condo. “Oh well, now we’ll have to eat Cheren’s snacks.” Brenda stretched her body with both hands straightened up. She started walking, and seeing that Ren was still pouting, she turned around. “What are you waiting for, Ren? Aren’t you hungry?” she asked, and placed a hand over her stomach. “I sure am.” Ren’s stomach seemed to agree. He walked after her, taking care not to look in her way. “Let’s sit under those trees - the sun is not scorching, but I’m assuming you don’t want to burn your skin any more than that,” Brenda snickered. “But jokes aside, remind me to teach you basic manners and respect, I forgot to do that, and put you in a bad spot there.” As they reached their picnic spot, Brenda looked at Ren in the eye. “I’m sorry.” At this, Ren barked. He shouted angrily, but Brenda was confused as to what could have caused such irritation in him. All she did was apologize. “Ah I understand. There’s no time to lose with apologies. Food awaits!” She took out a plastic container which contained Pokemon food, and offered it to Ren. However, Ren took one glance at the food, and slapped the container, which caused it to fall and roll, leaving a streak of food behind. Ren must have known he made a mistake, for he instantly stopped shouting. He took a quick look at his awfully silent trainer, but all he could see was her white cap, and hair that covered most of her face. Despite that, he clearly saw a tear form at the end of her chin, and drop onto her shirt. Ren widened his eyes, and stood up quickly. He picked up the container, placed it upright, and started collecting the food that had fallen on the grass. When he was done, he offered the container to Brenda, who had not shifted her position. He made a low sound, like a cat’s purr, to call her attention, but Brenda would simply not raise her head. Ren lowered his head, and was unhappy. Half a minute later, Brenda laughed in an exaggerated loud voice. It had been so sudden, that the startled Riolu almost dropped the can of food it had put most effort in restoring. “I knew you weren’t a lost cause,” Brenda said, with a bright smile. Ren, understanding now that he had somehow fallen into a trap once again, faced his whole body away from Brenda. “What now,” she asked from behind. “Don’t tell me you’re upset because you thought I was crying. I kind of was, in the beginning, not going to lie, but then I realized halfway through that there really wasn’t a need for tears.” Ren still did not accede. “Come on now, Ren. Gosh I didn’t know you were such a sensible guy.” Her partner would still not bulge. Brenda began to be concerned that she had played a prank too harsh. “Ren, sorry, I won’t do it again. So don’t be so mad at me, please?” She placed a hand on his shoulder, and turned him around. Should she call it “like father like son”? Ren was making a face, sticking his tongue out and looking up. When she flinched in surprise, he laughed hysterically. “You played the same trick on me, didn’t you, little snothead.” She pouted, but the fact that he did also made her unable to contain her laugh. She started tickling him in revenge, to the point that Ren could hardly breathe. A little into their fight, and they had to take a pause. Grrr, their stomachs both complained at the same time, so they decided to take a break from war, to eat their snacks in peace. They had no idea they were being watched again, this time from behind some other trees. “... Why do you take interest in them?” A voice no one but him could hear, asked him. “To me, they just seem to be a pair of idiots.” “Perhaps they are,” he answered. “But I am still curious. It is as if I were watching a clash of ideals right in front of me.” His long hair wavered in the wind, together with the trees and grass. “Perhaps it is a clash which will belong to us.”

I is here now on random match up (sry for the delay)

Lemme know when you make a thread so I can follow the run~

sounds good - the more limited the better cause it's harder