Candy

^ and also this kind of request is better suited for Online Play (to which I'm guessing a mod will move this thread)

yum

Affect as in affect your Reborn playthru? No, it doesn't. It's just a fun online battling system where you can use your Reborn mons on Reborn fields against fellow players. I don't think there are any tournaments going on at least for now.

Why would anyone choose #4 or #6 jk but #5 is leading the wae owo

Can you specify whether you want the gible/honedge, or the ones on your list? also do you accept evolutions (for instance I might have a lopunny like that but have to checc)

#arboklivesmatter jk

Iirc all 3 weather altering moves and weather ball lol it was good especially because early game fire-water-grass unevolving mons are scarce~

I did this run once though I didn't finish it. Iirc I went up to Serra lel and you won't believe how useful castform was lel

Henlo~ welcome to this community of sweet peepos~

Oooo someone who uses klinklang! Honestly not bad, I used it and saved me quite a bit until at least E16~ it's fun to use underrated mons- makes the game even more challenging

Henlo fren, have fun around here~

O i see some peepos of culture also voted #2

I'd say Lv 5 moveset, since many of her mons aren't available early on in the game (and hence considered mid-tier? At least on Ame's standards hehe)

Boi I'm shook cause this is too amazing

I also feel iffy vibes from Adrienn simply because the people seemed to almost idolize xem when we come back to neo Reborn in E16 People who are that good always raise suspicion on my behalf lol

To add to Starry's post, it'll be better if you have Speed Breed mod (which I'm the unofficial recommender by now lol) it shouldn't take as long, though it will require patience especially if you don't have shiny charm.

nope, so you have to hatch them to know if they're shiny or not

Great!! because that's exactly what I was imagining while writing xD too bad there was wae too much dialogue to add you know square pics of the speakers

Thanks~ I just figured there were some peepos who didn't get my subtle hints (rip me) so I'd clear some stuff up + expand more in a side story lel

From Everland to Reborn ~ Pikachu's Story Part 1 of 3 When Pikachu woke up, he was lying face down on the ground. He saw that it was dark, but judging from the tickling sensation on his eyes, he realised he wasn’t in Blacksteam Factory anymore. Only minutes did it take him to remember his last moments, when he had jumped in between his friend and their foe in an attempt to save her life. Why he was still alive, was a question he could not answer. Pikachu stood up and dusted himself, but to his dismay, he noticed his arms and hands were pitch black and quite long. He was confused and scared. “Boo,” said a voice behind him, and it startled him so much, he thought he would die on the spot. When he turned around, though, he saw a shuppet laughing in his face. “Look at your face, it’s priceless!” said the shuppet, who wouldn’t stop laughing. “That wasn’t nice,” Pikachu scolded. “You don’t even know me, and yet play pranks on me.” “Hehe, I won’t apologise. I think it was hilarious.” “You are a ghost pokemon, but you don’t seem scary at all.” “The same I could say about you,” the shuppet said, and twirled above Pikachu. “You’re a new ghost pokemon though, aren’t you?” “Me? I’m an electric type.” “An electric type mimikyu? That’d certainly be new for me,” the shuppet giggled. Then, Pikachu inspected himself. He had already found out about the oddity of his arms, which he could extend to great lengths. With them, he pulled on his ears, on which he had no sensation. He pulled them until he heard a ripping sound, and the roughly colored-in face of a mimikyu swinged into his face. “A mimikyu who rips his own disguise is also new for me,” the shuppet giggled again. “Wha-what is this? I’m a pachirisu. Why am I wearing a mimikyu’s disguise?” “You got lucky,” the shuppet concluded. “Not everyone has the luck to be reincarnated into a ghost pokemon. I don’t know why it happens, but some people and pokemon, upon death of their original bodies, turn into ghost pokemon.” Pikachu batted his eyes. “So you’re saying that I died?” he asked with much apprehension. “Yeppie yep. Look up here.” Pikachu looked in the direction that the shuppet hopped to. It was a tombstone with just one word engraved in very messy handwriting: Pikachu. It was bizarre to be standing right on his own tomb. The ground was firm, but he noticed that it was less grassy where he was standing than his surroundings. He judged his body must not have been buried for very long. “Have you seen my friend Vanilla? She has silvery hair and pale skin.” “Yeppie yep. She was the one who came to bury you. I was hiding on my tombstone, hoping to startle her, but my my, she was making such scary faces, I got scared and couldn’t dare come out!” Shuppet’s comment made Pikachu smile a little under his cloth. “Do you happen to know where she is now?” he asked, though he knew that might be a stretch. “Noppie nope. She left, and I haven’t seen her around again yet,” the shuppet said. “It’s been a couple of days since she was here though. I don’t know if you’ll find her, but try searching the city, maybe?” So Pikachu gave his thanks to his prankster acquaintance, and started searching for Vanilla. While he was searching everywhere for her, though, he met various wild pokemon. Some scurried away at the sight of him, and others were much kinder and helped him in his search. One of such encounters was when he met a female nidoran who introduced him to her friend leavanny. “Hello Ynnie, do you have a moment?” the nidoran asked as she entered leavanny’s nest. “Yes I do,” Ynnie the leavanny stood up from a pile of leaves. “I was just finishing up a dress for Mandy. What is it, Nina?” “Pikachu here is a friendly ghost type pokemon, and would definitely appreciate your help,” Nina the nidoran explained. “See this? The disguise’s neck is broken.” Ynnie approached Pikachu, and quickly inspected the lesion. “Oh, the cloth is torn. I see…” Ynnie fell silent for a moment, as she thought what could be done. “Is it difficult to repair?” Pikachu asked shyly. “I don’t want to trouble you much.” Ynnie patted the disguise’s shoulder, which was where Pikachu’s head was. “Don’t stress. There isn’t a better tailor in these parts of Malchous Forest,” Nina answered for Ynnie, who was still pensive. “Especially after many left for Aventurine at the wake of the destructive vines.” Finally, Ynnie snapped back to reality. “I don’t think it will look good if I try to mend it with just thread, as the cut is too large and the mended area will be visible,” she said. “I propose we make you a new disguise from scratch.” “Wouldn’t that be too much work? I’m fine if it isn’t perfect, as it was my fault it was torn to begin with.” Ynnie tightened her lips and shook her head sideways. “That isn’t permissible at all,” she replied. “I only make things I can be proud of, and I couldn’t be proud of a half-assed job.” What Ynnie decided was final. Pikachu was to have a brand-new disguise. As part of the designing process, Ynnie asked Pikachu about his background, and as he told her that he was looking for his friend and that he had been a pachirisu prior to his recent death, the logical conclusion for Ynnie was to make a disguise that mimicked a pachirisu instead of a pikachu. Of course, the disguise-making process wasn’t fast, but with Nina and Pikachu’s help, Ynnie managed to complete the job in one and a half days. “Hope you like it,” Ynnie said with a very leavanny-like wide smile. Pikachu changed into the new disguise, but he insisted that Ynnie and Nina wait outside of the nest, because he worried the rumours about mimikyu would prove true, and he would bring misfortune to any who saw his bare self. When the two girls entered back in, Nina squealed at Pikachu’s new look. “It looks fantastic,” she said as she circled around him. “Yes, now your friend will be able to tell you apart from all other mimikyus, too,” Ynnie added. Pikachu was both embarrassed by Nina’s compliments, and very thankful to both of them for their hard work. He would always remember their generosity. When Pikachu parted from Ynnie’s nest, he promised he would one day return the favour. Another encounter came about by coincidence. The sun was starting to set, and the streetlights and houselights were turning on. He had just entered Peridot Ward, after a Pidgey told him he had seen a trainer with Vanilla’s description wandering about Peridot earlier, when he was flying up to Jasper Ward. As he searched the area in the northern part of the ward, however, he ended up scaring more than one passerby. In one instance, a lady screamed loudly and dropped her groceries. “Lucky me, to pass by just now,” said someone from the shadows of Blacksteam Factory. “W-who’s there?” Pikachu retorted. The owner of the voice stepped up, but the fox pokemon, of similar size to Pikachu, was as black as the shadows that had surrounded him. “I’m Zorua, but I’m sure you knew that,” he said. Pikachu didn’t question his name, for he was aware that most wild pokemon chose not to give themselves nicknames. In fact, he had once just been Pachirisu, before Vanilla gave him his name. Zorua started picking up as many groceries as he could hold. “The rest is yours,” he shrugged. “Who’d have thought changing a mimikyu’s disguise to look like a pachirisu would be so effective in scaring people.” “Um, am I really that scary?” Pikachu wondered aloud, without hiding his disappointment. He’d thought his new disguise was well-made, and would prove helpful in allowing Vanilla to recognise him among other mimikyus. “I don’t know, but it seems to be the case for humans at least,” Zorua said, and used illusion to look like Pikachu in the blink of an eye. “I’ll be off scaring some more people for food, bye.” “Wait,” Pikachu stopped him. “Have you seen a female trainer with pale skin and silvery hair?” “Can’t say I have. Is she your trainer?” “Well, not exactly. The thing is…” Pikachu took a moment to explain his situation to Zorua, but his listener wasn’t amazed at him being the reincarnation of a pachirisu. “I know some ghosts types around here, and a good number of them are reincarnations of other pokemon,” Zorua said. “That said, I’d recommend you desist from looking for your trainer.” “Eh? Why is that?” “You’d just be wasting your time,” Zorua clarified. “Your trainer probably moved on after your death, and it’d do you no good to get rejected.” Pikachu remained silent, so Zorua added, “I know a few ghosts who looked for their trainers, and were disappointed when their trainers either didn’t recognise them or got spooked and ran off. They now wander about cursing people and pokemon.” Pikachu sighed, for even if he doubted Vanilla would not recognise him, he was still a ghost. He remembered more than one instance in which Vanilla expressed a fear of ghosts. “I can’t just give up,” he said after consideration. “I have to see for myself if that’s how Vanilla will react.” “Well, I won't stop you. Suit yourself,” Zorua said, taking his eyes off Pikachu. “You’ll soon learn that trainers are just selfish and immature, and they just use us pokemon for their gain.” Zorua then ran off with his share of food. QUICK LINK TO PIKACHU'S STORY 2 OF 3

okee sorryto I have to leave for about an hour or two rip

it's in case you were a Beta tester or something you can't trade on E18 yet until community release me thinks. and no worritos~ hopefully I'll be around when you sort it out too bad I have zero troubleshooting knowledge and can't help T_T

are you by any chance using E18?

hmm so you can't load your file at all?

I can trade you one My ID is Candy, and I'll be on waiting~