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A New Solo Write
So far I've made three solo writes. Two died. I finished one. And now I'm starting another.
The world of Pokemon is a fantastic, wonderful place. The creatures, who are able to-- imagine!-- use attacks similar to powers to battle others of their kind, perform, or simply help out, are every young child's dream. Santa must get many letters asking for a real, live Pikachu; and who can forget the Mudkip frenzy here on our very own CB?
But what if that actually came true?
What if, in our world today, these fantastical creatures were the norm?
And what if a group of children living in New York City happened to all have one?
NYC is the center of Pokemon life. You find a wild creature around every corner. Pokecenters, charging little to nothing, are stationed every two blocks. Gyms are popular tourist sites: people come from all over to battle, or just to marvel at the construction. Pokemon performances and contests are also common attractions. And it's quite ordinary to see two children resolving a skirmish with a battle of their own.
And in this supposed utopia, there are seven children.
These children are innocent, for the moment. Tourists and New Yorkers alike, they meet accidentally, and are forced to go through the journey of a lifetime.
What will that journey be?
Rules:
1. In past solo writes of mine I've allowed you to, basically, create fictional characters. However, in this case I need you. Not your CB self either-- no, no wings or glittering skin or whatever. These have to be perfectly realistic humans. Of course, for privacy reasons, you don't need to post your real appearance either; you can combine elements from both or do something else entirely. I don't mind.
2. Three Pokemon each for starters. In the Pokemon section you can also mention Pokemon you'd like to catch in the future, or evolve, but maximum of three for now.
3. On the topic of Pokemon, include some variety, please. During the actual solo write, due to evolving, two people can have the same Pokemon as long as they're different evolutions (so really, they're not the same), but to start, mix it up a bit.
4. Battling! Yes, there will be battles. Here's the idea. I'll start writing the battle-- most likely I'll get far into it. At the end of the post I'll write, "I'm thinking of a number between ___ and ___." I will draw a number from little pieces of paper torn from my Computerside Pad of Evil (mwahahaha) and whoever gets the closer number wins the battle. I'll give people three days to respond. If only one person responds within that time, they win by default. If neither posts, I'll choose one randomly.
5. I've got a specific plot in mind. Please no diary entries or anything of the sort; this is not an RP.
6. Please only join if you can read this constantly! Obviously, because of #4, this is a slightly interactive solo write, so I need to know that everyone who joins is still with me so that I don't have to choose a random winner a lot. I'd much rather have you guys decide.
7. Charrie sheet again-- oops-- no, you don't have to include your real name. I need a realistic appearance because powers of any sort would defeat the point of the Pokemon, but realistic names definitely aren't a neccessity!
8. Let's just cover the rest of the charrie sheet. I'd prefer your real age unless you've got a rule against that. There are three types of trainers: Battler (pretty obvious, Ash Ketchum-eque), Contest (basically for beauty, you show off your Pokemon and they do moves and such), and Performer (a two-stage contest in which trainer and Pokemon do an act, usually involving dancing). And "family" is mostly there for reference; I don't need any names, nothing personal like that, it's just for small things like "St.'s parents came running up to her" or "I hope my little brother doesn't catch wind of this."
9. Read all the rules! xD
Charrie Sheet:
Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Personality:
Pokemon:
New Yorker or Tourist?:
Type of Trainer:
Family:
Other:
submitted by St.Owl, age Recarnated, Everywhere
(December 15, 2016 - 5:10 pm)
(December 15, 2016 - 5:10 pm)
Ohhh!!!!!
Name: Jenny McGurphy (this is a fake name)
Age: 11
Appearance: normal hieght, long straight black hair, reaches to mid-back, big blue eyes, and I'm always wearing a blue butterfly hair clip
Personality: kind, sweet and thoughtful, but stubborn and not willing to loose.
Pokemon: Jigglypuff, Psyduck, and Bulbasaur
New Yorker or Tourist: New Yorker
Type of Trainer: Battler
Family: Mother, Father, and older sister.
Other: I would like to catch a Growlithe, Vulpix, and I would like my Bulbasaur to evolve into Ivysaur. And later can my Vulpix evole into a Ninetails?
That's it! And I can't wait to read it! I'll read as much as I can and as soon as possible.
(December 15, 2016 - 5:59 pm)
Name: Rrg I always have trouble with the names! I can't give you my real one...Okay, my name will be Hazel! Hazel...erm..Hazel Mosue! And no, that's not a typo. Hazel Mosue!
Age: 14 (not my real age, but close enough--I hope!)
Appearance: Long brownish-blonde hair, normal height. A few freckles on her face, but not many.
Personality: Smart, shy, and hates being the center of attention. She does not like being reckless with her Pokemon! Not like Ash! NOOOO! She likes to plan her attacks waaaay in advance and is always prepared. (Or tries to be.)
Pokemon: Growlithe!!!!!!!! They're my favorites. And I'll also have a..a...gee, why did I suddenly forget every other Pokemon that exists? A bellsprout, and an ekans. (Is that how you spell it? Whatever Jessie's first pokemon was.) I'd like to catch a Charmander, and Onix, Sandshrew, Omanyte, etc.
New Yorker or Tourist?: Tourist.
Type of Trainer: Battler. I'm going to be a Pokemon master! :P
Family: A mom, a dad, and a brother (name them what you will)
Other: If I think of anything, I'll be sure to say it!
(December 15, 2016 - 6:10 pm)
(December 16, 2016 - 7:12 pm)
(December 16, 2016 - 9:05 pm)
I sorda jumped out of my seat when I saw pokemon and then promptly slipped and fell onto the ground.
Name: Danielle (Please just call me Danie though) Hills
Age: 13
Appearance: Dirty blond hair cut in a bob, light brown eyes, and I'll go with a tall height this time(though I'm not really tall at all xD). I wear a green beanie and I'm usually wearing a sweatshirt and some jeans. Untied shoes.
Personality: I'm going with a different personality to change it up a bit. Excitable, but calm in hard situations, will go with her gut feeling and not think about it too much. Can get angered easily. Confident and will battle even if everyone else knows that she won't win. (It has parts of my personality, sorry if it's way off my CB personality)
Pokemon: Combusken, Kirlia, and Zorua(pokemon that can change into humans! They aren't legendaries, don't worry) I really want to evolve Zorua, he's such a cool bean! I want to catch an eeevee and evolve it into leafeon or glaceon.
New Yorker
Battler (duh)
Mother, Father, two sisters (an older and younger)
(December 16, 2016 - 10:24 pm)
Name: Elena Tierise
Age: 14
Appearance: Long dark brown hair, and focused blue eyes. Very much dislikes dressing up and usually only wears jeans and a t-shirt. Pretty tall.
Personality: Hardworking, smart, and determined. She is restless and bored of her average, day-to-day life and wants to actually make a difference in the world. Will never back down from a challenge, and sometimes doesn't know when to quit. Compassionate and understanding.
Pokemon: Umm... help? I know very little about pokemon, although I used to be obsessed with drawing them. Which ones are good ones?
*a few personality quizzes later*
Ok, from the results that I got, I think I like Rapidash the best. But I still need help.
New Yorker or Tourist?: New Yorker
Type of Trainer: Battler
Family: Ummm, pretty normal. I'll say three brothers, and no mother. I guess she's grown up with brothers and has always had to work hard to prove herself to them.
Other: Ok, so this is sort of like me and sort of a random charrie that I made up. Hope that's alright with you!
(December 16, 2016 - 10:44 pm)
Mostly I'd recommend just wandering on websites a lot. A good idea might be to research the types of Pokemon and find one you like? There's the obvious ones, like Fire and Water, but then there's Fairy and Dark and Psychic . . .
Once you find a type you like, you can look for Pokemon within that type to work with. Like, I have a fondness for fire types, so I often look through fire type lists. But you may find that Psychic is more your style, so you'd be looking through psychic type lists.
(December 16, 2016 - 11:56 pm)
Ok, so... um... I think I like Umbreon and Rapidash. Please tell me if that works. I might add one more or I might not.
(December 18, 2016 - 1:25 pm)
Name: Claire Kinsly
Age: 12 (Not my real age or name. I'm sorry, I'm not willing to put them on the internet.)
Appearance: See picture.
Personality: INTP Myers-Briggs personality. Pretty much, shy around people she doesn't know. Once your friends with her, she'll open up some, but not all the way. Either isn't friends with you at all or is really good friends. Not good with feelings. You can look it up if you like.
Pokemon: Turtwig and Omanyte. Hopes to catch an Onix at some point.
New Yorker or Tourist?: New Yorker.
Type of Trainer: Battler.
Family: Seven sibings. Anne, Miriam, Lizzie, Catherine, Will, and Ben. (Also not real names.)
Other: None
(December 17, 2016 - 1:32 pm)
I mean, I know literally nothing about Pokemon, but it's a St. Owl solo write. How can I not join?
Name: Abigail Ellis Simon (not accurate, of course)
Age: 12. You knew, that, though.
Appearance: Milk-chocolate colored hair. Falls to shoulders, extremely fluffy, straight but curls inward at the tips. Always gets in my eyes. Dark brown, almond-shaped eyes. Too-large glasses with rectangular, dark brown frames. Lots of freckles. Pretty short. Usually wears leggings/jeans, Converse/Doc Martens, baggy t-shirts with nerdy Hamilton/Gravity Falls/SU/Harry Potter references, and either fluffy turtleneck sweaters or oversized sweatshirts. I have weird style.
Personality: Mostly kind of quiet, but not shy about public speaking or making conversation with strangers. When I get overexcited or nervous, I start talking really fast, loudly, about no one in particular, with exaggerated hand gestures. If I care about someone, then I'll do just about anything for them. Very passionate about social justice issues. Suuuuper self concious. Has confidence issues and = can go from annoyingly happy to crazily depressed within an hour.
Pokemon: Like I said, I don't know much about it, but let's say... an Eevee, Rowlet (just cause they're super cute, I guess), and, um, Squirtle?
New Yorker or Tourist?: If possible, could I have recently moved to NYC from the West Coast? So technically I live there, but I'm still new to the city and get really excited about seeing stuff like the Statue of Liberty or Alexander Hamilton's grave (!!).
Type of Trainer: ... Performer. Battling doesn't seem my style.
Family: Mom, dad, little brother (you can call him Kyle).
Other: Hmm, don't know if this is important, but I make a lot of gratuitous references to shows, books, and musicals. Mostly Hamilton these days.
(December 18, 2016 - 11:25 am)
Okay, I'm going to cap it there! I know it's not a large amount of people, but I'm working with a smaller setting than usual. If a few people come too late, but really want to join-- you still can! You won't be one of the seven, but you might be related to the antagonist in some way, or have a minor role.
By the way . . . we seem to have a lot of Eevee lovers, including myself! I'll have to tweak a few things in order to have variety. (and give up on my Umbreon. Waaah.) So some of you may have an Eeveelution or receive/catch/whatever an Eevee during the solo write. Just a warning.
I'll try to start this up today. I'm on my iPad right now, so I can't, but I'll get on my computer this afternoon. (If I'm not too caught up watching Pokémon XYZ. It's so good, people.)
(December 19, 2016 - 11:37 am)
(December 19, 2016 - 11:45 am)
(December 19, 2016 - 12:13 pm)
Part I~
St.Owl sat on the seat in her train, hurriedly finishing up the last question on her math worksheet before they hit her stop. By the other end of the car, some people were playing music-- a performance with a Hitmonlee. She shoved her red folder back into her backpack just as the cool female voice announced her stop.
It was a rather cool Spring morning, and St.Owl had been careless in choosing to only wear a sweater to school that day. At least she'd be getting home soon, where it would be warm.
Espurr clutched her blond hair, riding on St.'s head. It could quite as easily have floated alongside her with its psychic ability, but it much prefered being close and safe to her. She supposed it was slightly her fault; St.Owl had first met Espurr when it was about to get attacked by wild Raticate and had been overly protective of it since.
As she was stepping out of the station, her backpack suddenly gave a wild jerk, making St.Owl topple towards the wall. However, she was used to this behavior and quickly shrugged the bulk off of her back, bending over, unzipping it, and snatching what attempted to zoom out.
"Ha!" she couldn't help shouting, clutching the struggling Pokemon in her hands. Klefki shook and fought, but couldn't escape her tight grip. "I know what you're up to, and you're going back into that Pokeball right now!"
St.Owl bent down, grabbing the Pokeball and repeatedly trying to make Klefki return. But it fought hard, and with a particular wild jerk, it shot into the air and towards the nearest person, who stumbled over backwards, trying to fend off the Pokemon.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no!" St. cried, running towards the victim. She saw quickly what Klefki was after: the girl wore large glasses, sparking in the sun. She pried her Pokemon off the stranger and left the rest to Espurr, who quickly restrained Klefki with its psychic ability.
"I'm so sorry," said St.Owl. "That's my Klefki-- it really loves shiny things, it's always going out of control. I'm really sorry-- is there anything I can do--?"
"It's okay," replied the other person, adjusting her glasses.
St.Owl hesitated, unsure of what else to say. But at that moment, Espurr gave a cry, and another person marched up to them. Her hair was dirty blond, cut in a bob shorter than St.'s (which was shoulder-length), pretty tall for her age-- middle school, St.Owl estimated.
"Excuse me!" she demanded, not really sounding very polite at all. "Is this your Pokemon?"
Klefki at least had the decency to look a little guilty. It was holding an abundance of coins in its hands, which was pooling out onto the ground. St.Owl swore. "Yeah, that's mine . . . I'm sorry, it's not what it looks like."
Both she and Espurr cave Klefki withering looks, and she took the Pokemon back, looked it straight in the face, and said, "If you run off one more time, I'm not letting you out of your Pokeball for a week."
It made a face at her. Espurr grabbed its keyring and kept it there.
"I'm really sorry for the trouble," St.Owl continued. "Klefki's not very well trained yet. I caught it only a little while ago . . . it was responsible for all those mysterious jewelry robberies, remember those?"
The second girl, who wore a green beanie, nodded, but the first shook her head. "I just moved here, I don't know anything."
"Oh. Well, Klefki did a lot of stealing as a wild Pokemon. And it's not good at breaking habits, apparently."
"I get you," said the second girl. "I'm Danie, by the way. My Zorua always imitates other people. I had to make up a character named Squeak to subsitute for all the times it wandered around as a human!"
"Well, now that this is all over with, I should really be getting home," said St.Owl, cheeks heating up from the conversation. "Sorry to be rude, but there's a nice cup of tea waiting for me. So . . . oh dangit, where's Klefki?"
She had to reflect that, really, the Pokemon's antics got old after a while. She looked around, thankful that it wasn't really a very crowded street, and quickly found where the Pokemon had gone; it was prying on the blue butterfly clip of a black-haired girl. Impatient and annoyed, St.Owl merely put Klefki back in its Pokeball, not bothering with any formalities. Then she went back to her backpack and replaced it, zippering the container up tight and walking up to the newest victim, ready for yet another apology.
One girl turned out to be two, and St.Owl realized that the first hadn't even noticed her Klefki. She was busy battling: it looked like a Psyduck versus a Growlithe. St.'s heart swelled with envy: she loved Growlithe, and wished for one of her own.
Danie walked over behind her. "Hey, cool! I want to watch this."
St.Owl didn't, though. She'd never been one for battling. Once in a while she did it, especially to prove a point, but she hated the concept. Pitting Pokemon in a battle and making them knock each other unconscious seemed like a even more violent form of boxing or wrestling, neither of which she enjoyed. The first girl seemed to agree with her, and hung behind.
"Not a fan of battling?" she asked.
"Nope."
"Me neither. I do Pokemon Performing, though."
"Hey, cool!" St. grinned. "So do I! Do you have any Princess Keys?"
"One. What about you?"
"None right now. But I've only been in two so far. And I came in second place during the second one."
"That's not bad. It's pretty hard to win. I had to go through three different performances before even making the top three."
"I totally failed on the first one I did. It was Poke Puff baking-- I can't bake to save my life. The second one I did well on, though, it was trivia, so I passed easily."
"Do you have any other Pokemon besides Klefki and Espurr?"
"Of course! I couldn't possibly perform with Klefki. I have a Glaceon too. It's just more well-behaved than some Pokemon I know."
The girl laughed. "You know, I don't think I caught your name."
"Oh! It's St.Owl."
"I'm Abigail. Abi. Whichever you prefer."
"Nice to meet you, Abi."
They turned back to the battle, making small talk while Danie watched intensely. The two trainers were at roughly the same level, and very evenly matched. If she was at all interested, St.Owl would have called it exciting.
In the middle of an impressive move by Psyduck-- Water Gun after being knocked into the air-- the door right in front of where the two were battling opened. The girl who looked out was tall, with long dark brown hair.
"Excuse me," she said. "Would you mind quieting down a bit? I don't mean to be a bother, it's just that you're shouting so loudly I can hear it from my apartment. On the top floor."
"Oh, okay!" said the first girl, with the Psyduck and hair clip.
"Thanks," replied the girl, retreating back into her home.
"Say," said St.Owl, "the street's pretty deserted. Pardon me if I'm being too forward, but, Abi, would you want to share our performances? It would be great if I got some feedback. I really want to win this next one."
"I don't mind," said Abigail, "but I'll probably mess up. I'm bad with audiences."
"It's okay! Just remember you're better than me."
Abigail let her Pokemon out: an Eevee and a Rowlet. For emotional support, St.Owl released Glaceon, hopefully a friendly face for the former Pokemon; Eevees were naturally shy and awkward in front of people.
"Well," said Abi, taking a deep breath, "here goes. Three, two, one . . . "
_________
Aaaand cut! Haha.
Believe it or not, everyone but IJ has been mentioned so far, and I can promise everyone will be named in the next two or three parts.
(on an unrelated note, I've suddenly realized how popular Rowlet is. My friends who know nothing about Pokemon were shown all the starters and everyone picked it.)
I hope I didn't overuse Klefki. I realized while I was writing it that the same excuse to meet someone three times just got a little boring.
Thirdly (I have a lot to say), at any time during the solo write, if you feel that I haven't captured your personality properly, please let me know! Nitpick; I love nitpicking (unless it's rude). I want to make sure that everyone is represented properly.
Aaand lastly, TIME FOR YOUR FIRST TEST, MOONFROST AND MICEARENICE! HAHA! I'm thinking of a number between one and ten. Comment within three days with your guess!
(December 19, 2016 - 8:53 pm)
This is great so far! I love how you've portrayed me, and Klefki is pretty funny. :P Can't wait for more, good job, St!
(December 19, 2016 - 11:28 pm)