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Post by ELIZA HAWTHORNE on Mar 27, 2016 19:20:55 GMT
[attr="class","notafraid"] [attr="class","naimg"] [attr="class","naimgborder"] [attr="class","nalyrics"]Pretending to be strong saying I'm not afraid of anything [attr="class","nabody"]scrubbing her eyes with a hand, she peered skyward, taking a moment to visually examine the pale blue of the sky above. it was still early morning, with the sun still working its way toward being seen. the moon remained visible to the naked eye, though it was fading considerably at this hour. eliza had exited her hotel on a whim, struggling to simply roll over and go back to sleep once five o'clock had come and gone. so, she went through the ritual of prepping herself for the day before quietly made her exit. with her pretty pink pack situated comfortably onto her back and a set of casual clothing adorning her petite form the young woman ventured onward. the streets were sparsely populated as of now, with very little traffic to be found. "mmm. it's a little nippy out here," she comment. she was thankful spring had arrived. eliza was more than ready to wear the clothing she had been forced to place in storage due to the wintry seasons. remnants of that cold still remained, but, it was naught more than a fraction of it now. flexing her fingers around the straps of her pack, she decided to make her way toward where this city's gym may be located. she decided against the contest hall only because its doors were still shut at this moment of time. perhaps she would find some sort of entertainment? there was nothing like a bit of action to get her blood going, really. "oh! i don't know if they're open, either," she said, furrowing her brows. "huh. maybe i should check their schedule." producing her phone as she walked, eliza peered at the glowing screen as she opened her miniature browser app. [attr="class","natag"]000 ● @anyone ● notes [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.notafraid]width:460px;background:#fefefe;border:1px solid #eee;[/newclass] [newclass=.naimg]background:url('https://media.giphy.com/media/3osxYa0fW7NWJNheAE/giphy.gif');width:400px;height:200px;margin-top:30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.naimgborder]width:375px;height:175px;border:4px #fefefe solid;background:transparent;margin-top:-191px;[/newclass] [newclass=.nalyrics]font-family:georgia;font-size:15px;text-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.nabody]width:400px;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;text-align:justify;color:#888;[/newclass] [newclass=.natag]font-size:9px;color:#aaa;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Post by Ziggy Moon on Mar 27, 2016 23:28:12 GMT
While all of Ziggy's pokemon appreciated the free roaming and low supervision they were afforded in Santalune, personally Apple would've loved a stronger leash on the newest member of the team. Little Coconut, the dear sweet fluffy fire bug, had a habit of skittering off to Ho-oh knows where and falling asleep with no one knowing where the dickens she was. Maybe the fire type had gotten herself stuck on one of the fountain statues, or on a lily pad in a decorative pond. Again. As funny as nearly drowning was - haha wait no it wasn't funny, that was why Apple was fluttering about instead of helping set things up for the day!
Bundled up in his jacket, pockets holding some Gym and work shop pamphlets (it's always time to advertise!), Apple was cruising about with a picture of Coconut in hand. Most of the business owners and employees knew the butterfree and other Gym bugs by sight now, but there was always tourist, new trainers, other newbies to worry about! One street down, another to go, and still no cinder of Coconut to be seen or heard of. Just gotta... keep poking about, yeah? See, there's someone new coming round the bend now!
Floating over with a soft chitter and hovering at a polite distance, Apple held up the image with the messily scrawled 'misin bug' (the i were dotted with hearts, Apple could draw a neat heart). A fresh face, maybe a fresh helper? Eh, maybe he can help the human find something at least.
ELIZA HAWTHORNE why hello there :3
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Post by ELIZA HAWTHORNE on Mar 27, 2016 23:46:47 GMT
[attr="class","notafraid"] [attr="class","naimg"] [attr="class","naimgborder"] [attr="class","nalyrics"]Pretending to be strong saying I'm not afraid of anything [attr="class","nabody"]eliza concentrated upon the images displayed on her phone, the weather immediately popping up to reveal that the skies would remain pleasantly clear and free of any amount of dreariness. eliza, surprisingly, didn't mind rainy days. she thought of them as cleansing - the cool waters freshening up all that they came into contact with. as a child, she often splashed about in puddles with reckless abandon as well. the woman is reminded of those days when her naivety remained wholly intact and she had very little to concern herself with. "hm?" somewhat startled by the appearance of the butterfree, the young idol came to an immediate halt and blinked owlishly at the beautiful specimen. "oh! how adorable!" she had a terrible weakness for such things and was quick to snap a quick pic of the creature holding up the little makeshift sign with his paws. once eliza had her picture successfully stored within her phone's memory she decided to take the time to read what was messily scrawled upon the papery surface. a small and somewhat bewildered look formed before she cast the bug-type an apologetic smile. "sorry, sweetie. i haven't seen one of those. i forgot the name of it, actually," she admitted. "is that poor thing your friend? hm. well, i've enough time to kill! perhaps i can help?" [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.notafraid]width:460px;background:#fefefe;border:1px solid #eee;[/newclass] [newclass=.naimg]background:url('https://media.giphy.com/media/3osxYa0fW7NWJNheAE/giphy.gif');width:400px;height:200px;margin-top:30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.naimgborder]width:375px;height:175px;border:4px #fefefe solid;background:transparent;margin-top:-191px;[/newclass] [newclass=.nalyrics]font-family:georgia;font-size:15px;text-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.nabody]width:400px;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;text-align:justify;color:#888;[/newclass] [newclass=.natag]font-size:9px;color:#aaa;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Post by Ziggy Moon on Mar 28, 2016 6:19:24 GMT
Ugh, another bust. Well, it was nice to hear the click of a camera going off, and it was only natural someone would find him adorable. Dainty wings, a small jacket, and koot widdle hearts that he had spent many a moment practicing. Nooot that now was the time to preen, tempting though it was - there was a Coconut to find!
Ah, but there was that offer of help to take care of. Could he keep track of a new human while looking? Ziggy could understand his chirps and gestures, but other humans... not so much. C'mon Apple, make a move, time's awasting, the building would be open soon! ...oh, hang on. Fishing out a pamphlet from his jacket with a rustle and a soft glow of Psychic, Apple nudged the paper at the nice lady.
It took a twirl to spot a clock, but it let Apple know it was still off opening time. Whoops. He'd already offered up Gym information, and they weren't even open yet! That meant he should accept that help right? Right. Be polite, escort the guest who had kindly offered assistance, make a good impression on behalf of Santalune! ...he didn't have to admit Coconut was a Gym pokemon. Ooooh no what if this run of Gym pamphlets listed Ziggy's team? Too late to check!
Making sure Miss Purple there took the hand out, Apple took another slow twirl, deciding where to look next. Coconut wasn't in the Gym, and wasn't in any of the shops.. bah, time to root around the bushes and trees near the fountain. Giving a few positive and encouraging chirrups, the butterfree bobbed at the entrance to a sidepath that would lead to the Roselia Fountain.
ELIZA HAWTHORNE whoops forgot to post. Feel free to 'spawn' Coconut, little bug doesn't have a set appearance, I'm winging it lel
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Post by ELIZA HAWTHORNE on Mar 29, 2016 4:14:39 GMT
[attr="class","notafraid"] [attr="class","naimg"] [attr="class","naimgborder"] [attr="class","nalyrics"]Pretending to be strong saying I'm not afraid of anything [attr="class","nabody"]she gladly accepted the pamphlet, deciding to examine its contents and consider their worth. to her surprise, the piece of printed literature offered a bounty of desirable information. hurriedly taking in anything related to the gym and its inner workings she came to a pause before it detailed the regular inhabits that both populated and sustained the grand building. raising her eyes, the woman's gaze soon swept the area that served as a resting spot for many. there were benches, a solid stone pathway and a beautifully sculpted statue that served as its centerpiece. "that's a roselia, isn't it?" they were popular when it came to contests and breeding-related events. eliza had always desired one, but she could never locate a proper one within the wilds. perhaps she simply had very poor luck when it came to capturing pokemon? her companions were a rowdy and unpleasant lot despite their prowess when it came to both battle and contests. and, at the time, the woman had struggled to train them properly due to her inexperience with pokemon. but once they managed the difficult task of forging a tentative bond she had eventually garnered their trust. "it's beautiful," she said. "i've never owned a grass-type before." she reached out, her fingers spread wide as she did so. eventually, eliza released a quiet sigh and allowed for her arm to fall limply at her side. her eyes locked upon a furry figure clinging onto the statue after she squinted them. the butterfree's picture came back - the fresh memory resurfacing in an instant. "is that... oh. i haven't seen many of those around. it's a bit high up there. and i don't have a flying-type. hm." [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.notafraid]width:460px;background:#fefefe;border:1px solid #eee;[/newclass] [newclass=.naimg]background:url('https://media.giphy.com/media/3osxYa0fW7NWJNheAE/giphy.gif');width:400px;height:200px;margin-top:30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.naimgborder]width:375px;height:175px;border:4px #fefefe solid;background:transparent;margin-top:-191px;[/newclass] [newclass=.nalyrics]font-family:georgia;font-size:15px;text-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.nabody]width:400px;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;text-align:justify;color:#888;[/newclass] [newclass=.natag]font-size:9px;color:#aaa;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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