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I tried several times too, but chose popplio instead because a. primarina is beautiful and b. got no time for jackpots xD

yup, at least writing it out like it is was nice for me psyche

Might as well add to this section a little bit of myself ... Or rather, to ask for advice on what to do with a hopeless case? I don't know haha So my problem is this: I'm the creepy girl who can't get over loving a person she fell in love at the age of 14. If you want a short story to get a gist of the matter, go ahead and read this insipid thing. Or if you want to know what used to happen on the days of his birthday (laughing and sighing at the same time) Here's the list of things I've said to myself, to get a grip (because honestly, it's pathetic): Maybe I'm not creative enough to think of ways to forget a person. But I'm actually needing an antidote, because this is harming my life - I can't seem to fall in love with anyone, and it's worrying my mother xD I'm starting to introduce myself as asexual, because it's easier than to explain myself Laugh, comment or give me advice, or anything really. I hope the thought that there is this type of dumb people like me out there made someone a little happier too

If it helps to think this way: she may have also wanted to make you happy, which served as a distraction to her own depression / suicidal thoughts. The problem is that depressive disorders are unforgiving. Even if you want to be happy, or just feel like yourself since nothing out of ordinary has happened, you may succumb to depression. I'm sure you've experienced it, so no need for me, a mere observer, to talk about it. What I'm trying to get at, is that you should never feel guilty because you think what you did wasn't enough to make her happy - she was happy while talking to you and thinking about you (for you were the person she loved). Whether she can fight off her own depression, enough to wake up the next day, is only in her hands.

shiny A-vulpix is one of my faves in Rejuv - it's like cotton candy!

With my friends I've done an improvised Hunger Games themed one, but I'd have to remember how it went

I think I'll vote [Eliminate] Unicorn Jesus for the sole fact that they haven't commented.

the only problem with voting for one person just to gain info about ourselves is that, what if we vote out the sane detective though their numbers are low and thus we'd have to be unlucky... but it's a possibility. on another thought - what about the people who investigated [insert someone's name here] tell us what they found out? that way we don't have to kill them, and we might be able to narrow down our options as to what type of detective we are.

I also investigated Greninja I think Quinnox should live bc she's got good detective skills. So I'd second the motion to leave it to RNG

Won't know if I'm interested, until I read some of it But as a writer myself, if I were you, I'd just write it whether ppl are interested or not. I'm sure it'll be fun to get your creativity flowing, anyway

since we can only vote one person per day, though, I think the "role-revealing" will be slow enough to still be fun?

We can only get the info for each type per day phase though, so we won't finish getting the whole picture until 4-5 more people are killed. I think I'll vote to know how many mafia there is (to know today's odds of hitting one), and the next time how many sane detectives, since those are the only ones who get the correct info. That is, if no one investigated the murdered detective, because if there was, I'd prioritize that first - to know if you are sane or not yourself. So, ANSWER - QUESTION A

Chapter 14 With the entrance to Pinwheel Forest to her back, Brenda faced her friend and rival, Bianca. “Go, Chris! Show Brenda what we’re about,” Bianca said, as she threw her pokeball. Her Dewott, Chris, was visibly anxious to battle, as he demonstrated in a little leg and arm stretching routine. “So your Oshawott evolved into Dewott,” Brenda commented. “But we won’t lose.” She sent Ren to the field, and the little guy was as ready as ever to win. “Ren, use screech!” “Chris, razor shell!” Ren managed to dodge the two shells that aimed at him with noises of cutting air, and made a sound that neither pokemon nor trainers were happy to hear. “Nice job there,” Brenda praised. “Now, use what you’ve been practicing. Force palm!” “Don’t let him get you, and use razor shell again,” Bianca commanded. Ren managed to use force palm on the otter, but in return, got hit by a shell on the stomach. “You okay, Ren? Do you want to switch out?” Ren shook his head sideways, and with effort stood up again. “Alright, but don’t push yourself too hard,” she pleaded. “Now, use force palm again.” “Finish him with another razor shell,” Bianca ordered. Had the shells struck first, Ren would have indeed been finished off. However, Ren was a little bit more speedy than the Dewott, which allowed him to use force palm first. The Dewott fainted, and his shells fell to the ground with him. “Great, Ren!” Brenda clapped. “I still have one more pokemon,” Bianca said with a smile. “Go, Moon!” The pokemon she sent out was a Munna. “So you managed to capture one in the Dreamyard,” Brenda said, remembering her own encounter with one. “She appeared right after you left,” her friend replied. “Not a problem though, now that I have Leaf. Ren, return.” However, as it was usually the case, Ren did not listen to her orders when it came to running away from a battle. “Come on Ren,” Brenda insisted. “You don’t have to fight until you literally can’t move.” Even then, Ren did not bulge. Brenda sighed. “Alright. Use bullet punch, then.” The attack did not miss, but so did Moon’s psybeam. One hit was enough to make Ren faint. “Come back, silly boy,” Brenda said, as she pressed Ren’s pokeball’s button for once. Ren disappeared into the pokeball, for a well-deserved rest. “It’s your turn, Leaf,” she said, and Leaf appeared onto the little battlefield. “Your lifesaver,” Bianca smiled. “She must be a physical attacker, so Moon, use barrier!” “Nice move, but I’m sure we’re faster. Leaf, use bug bite.” As she expected, Moon did not finish making her barrier when Leaf’s bug bite struck. However, the strength was not enough to knock the opponent out. “Your Moon should’ve been holding a berry, so Leaf could’ve eaten it,” Brenda stuck her tongue playfully. “I always forget to stock on berries,” Bianca sighed. “I guess that’s why I haven’t been able to win against Cheren.” “I haven’t battled him yet, but his Red has this nifty move ‘natural gift’. He can pretty much use a strong move with any typing he wants.” “Yeah, luckily he couldn’t use any super-effective moves against my Moon, because ghost, dark and bug moves seem to require rare berries.” “On the other hand, I don’t think I’d have the same luck with Leaf, since she’s susceptible to fire and flying type attacks. At least I’ll be able to trick him with camouflage, but don’t you dare tell him my strategy!” “You know I can keep a secret,” Bianca winked. They finished their match with Leaf coming in victorious, though the boost in defense helped Moon to postpone her inevitable demise. “I’ll be seeing you in Castelia City then,” Bianca said. “I believe Cheren must have already reached there, since he departed yesterday.” “What? I didn’t even see him pass by Pinwheel Forest.” “I’d guess you were too focused on your training to notice,” Bianca laughed. “But that Cheren,” Brenda pouted. “He could’ve at least say hi or bye, like you did.” “He probably didn’t want to disturb your training. I wouldn’t have, either, if it weren’t because you were in danger.” Brenda shrugged, and scratched the back of her head. “Don’t do anymore reckless stuff, okay?” Bianca said, deliberately turning serious. “Ay aye, captain,” Brenda joked with her hand to her forehead. The two friends said their farewells, and parted ways after that. Entering the Pokemon Center looking like she did, was another story entirely. “I don’t have to ask your name,” Nurse Joy sighed. “To know you are the girl my sister in Accumula Town warned me about.” Brenda only laughed awkwardly, and waited for her pokemon and her to be attended to. When she exited with Ren out of his pokeball again, she was one step away from looking like a mummy. “Now I’ll have to remember to put this ointment all over my skin,” Brenda commented to Ren, taking out a sizeable brown pot. She put it back into the plastic bag, and took out a smaller tube. “Nurse Joy was so kind as to give this to me. It’s for stopping the bleeding when I get injured, which she said is invariably going to happen.” She chuckled, and also put the tube back into the plastic bag. “It’s too bad I had to throw away a set of clothes,” Brenda sighed. “We can’t lose this Gym battle, mainly because our pride hangs on it, but also because I need money to afford new clothes!” Ren giggled, and led the way toward the Nacrene Gym. However, just when they were about to enter the museum, a group of four individuals almost stampeded over her. “Watch where you walk,” one of them said to her, as they ran away. “They were the ones who almost ran me over,” she mumbled, and wrinkled her nose at them. Then, as she passed the counter, she saw Lenora and a man running her way “Oh, if it isn’t the girl from yesterday,” Lenora noted. “If you’re here for a rematch, I’m sorry but it’ll have to wait. Some thieves just stole a valuable item in our collection.” “A skull from a dragon fossil! The whole set was found only this year,” the man whimpered. “They must be stopped at any cost. Not a moment to waste!” The man did not wait for Lenora, and was off in the direction the thieves ran. Almost exchanging spots, another, younger man entered the museum. “Lenora, I happened to pass your husband, and he was most certainly crying,” he commented. “Hello, Burgh. I’m sorry, but I don’t have much time to talk with you today,” Lenora apologized, but her feet’s movements showed she was ready to leave any second. “I must go with my husband to capture a bunch of thieves.” “Thieves! That is horrific. You must allow me to help you,” Burgh offered. “Indeed I also witnessed a few men and women dressed in gray - and may I add, cheaply made - clothes, running away hastily. They were off in the direction of Pinwheel Forest.” “They must be headed to Castelia City,” Brenda ventured a thought. “Castelia City is a port, so perhaps they plan to escape by boat! We must stop them before they get there.” Burgh nodded. “I will be looking around Pinwheel Forest,” he let them know, before leaving at once. Now, leaving Lenora and Brenda alone, the seasoned Gym Leader had a concern to voice. “I appreciate your wish to help,” she said. “But won’t this task be too demanding on a teenager like yourself?” Brenda shook her head sideways with such speed that her cap came loose from her head. “No, please let me help,” she replied, fixing her cap. “I’ve gotten stronger since last time we battled. I trust my pokemon and I can offer a hand.” Lenora was still worried, but acceded. “Fine, let’s go then.” Pinwheel forest was so densely packed with tall trees, that although it was a perfect sunny day out, it was dark inside the forest. It was nothing uncomfortable, however; it provided a cool shade for the people running after the thieves. In autumn, the fallen leaves must make satisfying noises under one’s feet, Brenda imagined, but dared not to voice her thoughts. Lenora might mistake them for a lack of concentration, which was not the case. Ren, though smaller in size than her, somehow was running faster than either Lenora or her. Eventually, they came to a cross road, so Lenora suggested splitting up. “Shout if you encounter trouble. I’ll come help you as soon as possible,” she said, and ran towards the path of the left. Ren and her, therefore, ran on the other path. Ahead, she saw some pokemon rangers standing. “Hey you,” one of them said to her. “Let’s have a pokemon battle.” “Sorry, I don’t have time right now. I’m looking for thieves. Have they come this way?” The rangers talked to each other for a moment. “We don’t know if they were thieves,” the rangers scratched his chin. “But we did see a group of people running. They also didn’t answer to our challenge.” “That must be them,” Brenda said, taking a deep breath. The rangers pointed in the direction that the supposed thieves went. Brenda thanked them, and resumed running. Finally, she managed to find the thieves, because they had decided to take a little break. “This is why I said to push through it, and not take a break,” one of the grey-clothed individuals spoke. “Look, we’ve been discovered.” “What are you talking about? We were the ones carrying this heavy thing, you know,” another one, who was sitting next to a lying comrade. On his other side was a giant skull, perhaps of size three times larger than a human’s. “Besides, it’s just a little girl,” the fourth thief said, as she took another breath of her cigarette. “First things first,” Brenda snapped. “I’m not a little girl. Second, that cigarette is a fire hazard inside a forest, and third, you thieves are going to return that skull you robbed!” “Like we care,” she replied, and let a puff of smoke out of her nostrils. “I recollect seeing those grey clothes somewhere before,” Brenda pondered aloud. “We are Team Plasma grunts. We would’ve been surprised if you haven’t seen three or four of our election rallies.” “You might not get to see any more of them, once we take you out.” The Team Plasma grunts all let out one pokemon each. Two of them were Liepards, and the other two Herdiers. “Ren, Leaf. We can do this,” Brenda said, and let out Leaf from her pokeball. The four thieves commanded the four pokemon to attack, though Brenda could not hear what each was told to do. However, one thing was clear to her. “Hey, that’s no fair. Double battles should be done with two pokemon on each side,” she said, pointing at the foe’s herd. “We’re thieves, remember? We have no morals.” “So, screw the rules then,” Brenda spat, switching into angry mode. “Leaf, use protect on both you and Ren. Ren, force palm the Liepard nearest you!” Their four pokemon were prevented from hitting a single target, but Ren’s force palm managed to critical hit, and took out one of the opponents. “Next up, force palm and bug bite on the last Liepard - we must take her up, and don’t miss!” Brenda’s team took out the liepard successfully, but the two Herdiers used take down on both Ren and Leaf. “Use protect on both of you, and use force palm on a Herdier,” Brenda ordered. “Again?” The thieves grumbled. The fighting type attack was not enough to cause the Herdier to faint. What to do, Brenda bit her lips. She had to heal up, but who? If they gang on Leaf, who’s slower, or if they hit Ren with one more take-down we’re done for … She found a way out by choosing to take a pass on Leaf’s turn, and healing Ren, who then struck another force palm, effectively knocking out one of the Herdiers before the foe attacked. Ren received another take-down, as she had predicted, but it failed to knock him out thanks to the healing session. “Good work, team,” she praised. “Now, let’s finish the Herdier off with another force palm, and a bug bite from Leaf!” The Herdier went down, but not before he used another take-down on Ren. Ren fainted, but Brenda won the no-rules match. “Now, what do you say? Will you give me the skull fossil, or do you want to turn into sticky web mummies?” “You’re unreal!” One of them shouted. “We can’t give it back, even if we’re converted into mummies,” the smoker said, and extinguished her cigarette with her foot. “Team Plasma needs it more than that cheap museum would ever need it.” “Whose museum are you calling cheap?” A voice called out, and the bushes trembled as they revealed Lenora’s husband. “Bunch of thieves, return the skull this instant!” “Indeed, you had better,” Burgh said, catching up to him. The Team Plasma grunts shook from anger, but eventually gave up their mission, for with no pokemon, there was no chance for them to win against a Gym Leader. “This won’t be the end,” the smoker spat, as they retreated out of the forest, leaving the skull behind. “Good job, Brenda,” Burgh congratulated her, once the enemy was off sight. “You must be quite talented, to have taken out all those thieves by yourself.” “It’s my pokemon who deserve the credit,” she said, as she called Leaf back, and scooped Ren off the ground. “Here, use this,” Burgh said, offering a little piece of yellow rock. Perplexed, Brenda placed it on top of Ren, and watched how the rock disintegrated into light. The light went into Ren’s chest, and soon enough he opened his eyes. “You should still go to a Pokemon Center, but that revive should keep him healthy meanwhile.” Brenda bowed her thank-yous. “How are you feeling, Ren?” she asked the friend who was drowsy in her arms. “You were great out there. We beat the thieves as a team!” It looked to Brenda as though Ren curved his lips up slightly. “Rest well,” she told him. Burgh only saw the girl and the riolu, with something like warm admiration. “Oh, am I late for the action?” Lenora asked, running towards them. “I am afraid you are,” Burgh told her. “For Brenda had already taken care of the thieves, when we arrived.” Her husband pointed at the skull, and told her that he would need her help carrying it back. “Thanks Brenda, and Burgh, for your help,” she said, while carrying the heavy skull back to the museum. “Brenda, do come to the museum for a rematch, once you’ve healed your pokemon, that is.” “I will,” Brenda said, with a thumbs up. “When you have won against Lenora,” Burgh smiled. “I hope you will pay me a visit in Castelia.” Brenda laughed, and guaranteed him she would be there soon.

I'm not sure that's the case bc the ppl who investigated him may not be "sane". If we were to ask Monsieur Divergent the option e question, then they'd know more about themselves. if there's no one who investigated Sayoshi, I'd say knowing what detective he was isn't important

I think the reason Satoshi was chosen is because in the previous mafia game that most of us partook in, he was the last mafia standing, showing that he's got good skills in camouflage. i think I'd like to know how many mafia there are too, but will make up my mind later

There's an option in your pokegear or whatever it's called, which says Online Play. There you can create an account, and trade (you can either request trade if you know the person's username, or wait for trade if you gave them your username)

Mine is 2. It's a number that has been good to me in a good number of occasions, though I've forgotten most of them

Friends are important because we humans are social animals, but choosing one's friends is also an important life skill. My grandfather (whom I never met) used to say that one must avoid bad influences at all costs - he'd tell this to his sons, who were attracted to hanging out with the drug addicts of the hood, but I think it applies to other scenarios. In this case, you have to weigh the value of your friendship against the stress that this person is causing you. He doesn't hear your advice, gets sad, and makes you worry. He also somehow got you on your bad side, and you both started fighting. That's all worth it, only if this person also offered you comfort, and a sense of belonging, or partnership above many of your other friends. In this case, you can wait patiently until he has fallen so many times as to make him wake up from the dream that he'll find the love of his life online. Otherwise, if I were you, I would distance myself from him. If he returns after finding out that losing your friendship was a huge error, then I would welcome him back.

count me in yoo sounds pretty amazing edit: I have a discord account, but dunno how to link it??

if the venusaur knows sludge bomb, the offspring will know the move

TM moves can also be bred in Reborn Hardcore too

It was fun! Hope you'll invite me if there's ever a rematch

Chapter 13 Just as she was exiting the Nacrene Museum, Brenda saw Cheren walking this way. “Oh hey,” Cheren greeted. “Did you battle Lenora already?” Brenda scratched her neck, and looked just below Cheren’s eyes, as she denied it. “Actually, I just checked out the museum,” she said. “I think Ren escaped midway, so I’m going to look for him at the Pokemon Center now.” “I thought it unusual that Ren wasn’t with you,” Cheren commented. “I’m on my way to battle Lenora.” Brenda wished her friend good luck, and Cheren thanked her. Before stepping away from her, however, Cheren remembered something curious. “By the way, I thought I’d find you here yesterday, but it seems you arrived later than I did.” It was indeed odd that Brenda, who left Striaton City earlier than her friends, was the last one to arrive at Nacrene City. Therefore, she had to briefly explain her situation with the preschoolers the day before. “So now you have a Sewaddle,” Cheren smiled. “You should train her. I believe her evolution, Swadloon has good defense, so the combination between Ren and her should give you an edge for your upcoming Gym battle.” Saying this, Cheren waved his hand, and excused himself. Brenda lowered the hand that waved goodbye, and internally scolded herself for being dishonest. “Why couldn’t I just say that I’d lost,” she said, and punched her own forehead. “When I asked N, he said he lost with not even a shrug.” Brenda sighed. “I guess I’m that much childish.” She kicked a rock, and ran all the way to the Pokemon Center. After healing her pokemon, Brenda sandwich-slapped both of her cheeks twice. Ren looked at her with questioning eyes, wondering what had gotten into her. “Ren, I’m sorry that I caused you to lose that battle. That I wasn’t able to make good use of the type-advantage,” she said quickly. “But this is no time to be gloomy about our loss. We’ll win next time for sure.” Ren did not smile, but nodded. They headed over to the outskirts of Nacrene City, where a few other trainers were battling each other and wild pokemon, most in preparation to enter Pinwheel Forest. Brenda sent out Leaf as well. The larva, as usual, looked at her with drowsy eyes. “Ok team,” she spoke. “We’re going to train hard. Hopefully, that’ll increase our agility and defense enough to avoid getting knocked out by that pesky retaliate attack.” Henceforth, Brenda took the entire day, and a little bit of the next to nurture her pokemon. Given that she was dealing with a Riolu that did not know where his limits were, the training caused her also to get injured, especially due to flying-types pecking her head and arms. However, she felt each one of her bruises was worth it, because by the next day, Ren had perfected how to use force palm, which hit stronger, instead of vacuum wave. Leaf also made good progress. Through her training, Brenda realized that Tom and Sasha’s experiment had resulted in a Sewaddle that knew a nifty trick - camouflage. When Brenda looked excited at her discovery, Ren looked at her in confusion. “Camouflage is a special move, which you don’t encounter often among Sewaddles in the wild,” she explained to him. “I’m guessing Sasha’s Mothy knew camouflage, and that’s how Leaf inherited that trait.” Talking about egg moves aloud, reminded her that Ren’s vacuum wave and bullet punch were also products of his past generations. “Isn’t it amazing? From the fact that you knew how to use these moves, I know that you most likely had a Hitmonchan as an ancestor,” Brenda was full of snickers. In exchange, Ren did not seem to find this discovery as exciting as Brenda seemed to find it. Instead, he kept using force palm on wild pokemon in order to improve his art. Though Brenda found Ren’s lack of interest upsetting, she also decided to carry on mainly helping Leaf become a better battler - which also resulted in her getting an extra handful of injuries. At around noon on the day after she had lost against Lenora, Brenda thought she finally witnessed the real magic of pokemon. Ren was battling against an audino, but right before he could deal the final blow, a Timburr appeared out of nowhere, and finished it for him. The audino left in a hurry, while the Timburr and Ren looked at each other with hostility. The staring contest did not last long - at last, Ren broke the tension, and force palmed the Timburr, which easily dodged it. In return, the Timburr used wake-up slap, which did hit Ren in the face. Furious, Ren used bullet punch, dodged its opponent’s next attack, and used quick attack. This angered the Timburr also, who then used his hand to whistle loudly. Ren thought it was an attack, like screech, so it braced himself for an attack with increased damage. However, the whistling was not done against him, but instead was a means to call his comrades. A Throh and a Sawk appeared from the tall grass, and heard the Timburr’s complaints about this blue outsider. At this moment, Brenda, who was busy looking after Leaf’s battle against a Timpole, looked back to see how Ren was faring. “Ren! Whatever is going on?” she exclaimed. “Whatever you do, don’t think you can take on three fighting types at the same time!” Even saying this, her mind was not convinced: he’s going to do it. And so he did. He bullet punched the Throh, and was about to get a handful of vital throws and karate chops, when Brenda hugged Ren in hopes to protect him. This is the end, she thought, for she did not feel strong enough to withstand any more damage. However, this time around, she ended up being protected instead. She felt a cold, soft entity touch her back, and for an instant thought it might be her soul leaving her body. When she took a glance at her back, she saw a bluish white something glowing. On further inspection, she concluded it was not her soul, but Leaf, who was currently evolving. The glow faded, and Leaf had turned into Swadloon. How she managed to block the enemy’s attacks was a mystery for only a couple of seconds, before she demonstrated it again. When the trio pack attacked again, Leaf cut them off by creating a glittery, transparent barrier in between the foe and her. “She’s using protect,” Brenda whispered. Ren, looking at Leaf taking his spotlight, struggled free from Brenda’s grasp, and used force palm on the Throh, who was confused as to what had stopper his punches. The third time, however, Leaf could not produce a barrier successfully, and both pokemon received a nice beating, in exchange for Ren taking out the Throh with another force palm. “Let’s go the safe route,” Brenda said, standing up. “Leaf, use protect, and Ren use force palm.” Leaf answered and put up the barrier once again, but Ren changed her plans and used screech. “Screech? When did you even learn that?” she was at a loss, but shrugged. “That’ll work. Now our opponents are both vulnerable to our next attack!” Neither the Sawk nor the Timburr could do anything, since they were blocked by protect. “Now, let’s finish this. Leaf, use razor leaf! Ren, use force palm!” Both pokemon obeyed her this time, and the remaining foes were taken out in that round. “We did it,” Brenda jumped. “Good work, team!” From behind her, she heard someone clapping. “Amazing showcase of skill, Brenda.” Turning around, Brenda saw her friend Bianca standing. “Oh Bianca,” she smiled. “Since when were you there?” “I watched your encounter with Timburr and his friends,” Bianca replied. “I was about to jump in to help, when I saw you protecting Ren with your body. You can be so reckless - that’s why you’re covered in wounds.” “Ah, these?” Brenda scratched her face. “I guess you can’t be a trainer without a scratch or two. I’m sure you know, since I can see you scratched your upper arm.” “One scratch can’t compare to the hundreds you have all over your skin,” Bianca scolded a little. “I’m glad that Leaf was jumped in to help you out, for I don’t know if I could’ve made it in time.” “Yeah, she was the real MVP. I didn’t expect her to evolve right then too - now she knows a lovely new move, protect.” Brenda said this, and then batted her eyes. “Now that I think about it, this new move will come in handy in my battle against Lenora,” she smirked. “You’re ready to take her on? I’ve just come from battling her,” Bianca commented. Then, she showed Brenda her Basic Badge to prove her victory. “Don’t think you’ll be a step ahead of me always,” Brenda said. “If you’d like,” Bianca suggested, with a little embarrassment. “We could have a little match, since we haven’t had one yet.” Bianca pushed her green hat down with both arms. She had yet to get used to challenging people to battle. “Let’s do it!” Brenda raised her fist in the air.

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