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XX｡｡｡FIGHTER'S NAME
XXXXXAngus Adharc
XX｡｡｡DESIRED GYM
XXXXXCloudridge City
XX｡｡｡POKEMON TYPE
XXXXXGrass
XX｡｡｡GYM'S MAIN FOCUS
XXXXXA scavenger hunt to feed a picky pokemon. This is to help teach new trainers about how to take note of their pokemon's likes and dislikes with food being the main example here.
This of course what I hope to have as a role play element.
The actual focus when it comes to battles are status effects.
XX｡｡｡GYM BADGE & Z MOVE REWARD
XXXXX The Herb Badge and the Z move Bloom Doom
Role-play Sample
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XX｡｡｡TRAINER APPLICATION SAMPLE
XXXXX
Vincent continued to argue with what amounted to himself quietly, so much so that he nearly didn’t catch Max in his peripheral. However when he was located the murmurs stopped in an instant. Vincent tilted his head to this ever so slightly.
“I’m glad we can agree on something Iggy. Just help me focus on keeping the mud under control, I need it to look like good leather, alright.” The brunette patted at the arms of his current chair before propelling himself up as he continued to softly whisper. “Especially if we want to get outta of here unscathed… and perhaps a bit richer.”
Rejoining the crowd Vincent kept vigilant on the host but did swipe from a couple of people as he passed. Finding a new base of operations was gonna cost a pretty penny after all. That wasn’t to say there was no danger to this however. Thanks to Iggy he knew that one of the people did notice the attempted theft with a far off and taunting tone. However the Identity of the person was not provided, much to his chagrin. He give a mischievous grin as he looked behind. The best he could hope for was that the person thought he groped them flirtatiously.
Sadly he didn’t get to have much time to think about it as his main target spoke up.
( "Who wants to join in?" )
Coming from the poker table he saw the host again. Hesitating for just a second Vincent glanced around to see who else would join in. When the last call was announced he fingered his hair back, calming his already touched nerves, before sauntering up to the table with a practiced smile. He attempted to shake hands with the other players before sitting down.
Smiling as pleasantly as he could the thief then tried to flag down a server, sipping ever so gently as he stared at him, as he leaned back into the chair.
“It’s been too long Max,” Vincent said jubilantly, “Jus’ wished you gave me a bit more of a head’s up. Ah my apologies my name’s Micky, if you guys care abaaaaout a nobody like myself.” He laughed awkwardly. Pretending to fidget, he did his best to look like easy prey.
“... So, what’s the wager? Can’t imagine it being too fun without some stakes.”
“I’m glad we can agree on something Iggy. Just help me focus on keeping the mud under control, I need it to look like good leather, alright.” The brunette patted at the arms of his current chair before propelling himself up as he continued to softly whisper. “Especially if we want to get outta of here unscathed… and perhaps a bit richer.”
Rejoining the crowd Vincent kept vigilant on the host but did swipe from a couple of people as he passed. Finding a new base of operations was gonna cost a pretty penny after all. That wasn’t to say there was no danger to this however. Thanks to Iggy he knew that one of the people did notice the attempted theft with a far off and taunting tone. However the Identity of the person was not provided, much to his chagrin. He give a mischievous grin as he looked behind. The best he could hope for was that the person thought he groped them flirtatiously.
Sadly he didn’t get to have much time to think about it as his main target spoke up.
( "Who wants to join in?" )
Coming from the poker table he saw the host again. Hesitating for just a second Vincent glanced around to see who else would join in. When the last call was announced he fingered his hair back, calming his already touched nerves, before sauntering up to the table with a practiced smile. He attempted to shake hands with the other players before sitting down.
Smiling as pleasantly as he could the thief then tried to flag down a server, sipping ever so gently as he stared at him, as he leaned back into the chair.
“It’s been too long Max,” Vincent said jubilantly, “Jus’ wished you gave me a bit more of a head’s up. Ah my apologies my name’s Micky, if you guys care abaaaaout a nobody like myself.” He laughed awkwardly. Pretending to fidget, he did his best to look like easy prey.
“... So, what’s the wager? Can’t imagine it being too fun without some stakes.”
