Name: Myst
Gender: Male
Pokemon: Eevee
Shiny/abnormally coloured?: He has his left ear bent down.
Personality: Calm, and daring, he loathes actively working with others, very few people are friends with him, and even less are close to him.
Other: He's a naturally born survivalist, clever enough and has a high enough reaction speed to get away from danger quickly.
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OOC: Sorry. Was stuffing my face with food.
The soft sound of footsteps filled the area around him, as he ran through the Forest. Myst was foraging around for food, ever since the 'Death of the Humans' as he called it, had happened, forests and unoccupied areas had flourished. It had lead to less danger, but less safety. As Myst had heard of some humans, that took care and protected pokemon. Either way, he had a good life.
He spotted a Oran Berry bush, and started taking berries from it, putting it into a small leather bag, which he had managed to find in the ruins of an old Human Village.
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After finishing collecting most of the berries, Myst ventured on. He saw something tall, and there was a lot of it. He continued toward it. "Corn...!" He smiled happily. He hadn't seen much food that wasn't berries. He harvested a few, and put the hem in his bag once more.
Suddenly, he heard the rustling, or in this case, just corn moving. He froze, and then took about five steps backwards, and laid down, trying to be make as little sound as possible.
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The noise stopped. He's most likely gone now... Or she... He peeked his head out of the corn stalks, seeing a shadow, he instantly ducked back in, but at the price of sound. He turned, and started running backwards, whoever he saw would've heard, right?
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Excess noise. That wasn't a good sound. He quickly turned back, doubling his path, but veering off, so to not bump into the pokemon following him. I don't even know why I'm avoiding him... He might be good... He shook his head in annoyance. He continued running, trying to find a way to hide. A small hole, a tree, anything really.
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Slowly, he heard the noise stop. By now, he was on the other end of the corn field he had started at. Over him, loomed a towering tree. He started climbing it, reaching a decent branch, which was sturdy enough for Myst's small body. He could see nearly the he whole cornfield from here!
He saw a singular stalk, which seemed to have something yellow, but small on it.
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OOC: Sure. It's fine with me. Autocorrect is evil to me. It turned 'me' into 'eye.'
Evan watched the girl infront of him say basically what they were going to do. He hadn't met anyone who seemed so... Open. He'd always be a loner, do his work by himself, and then read, or play with his pokemon. "So shall we go?" He asked, he motioned toward the door of the Villa. It was indeed quite late, about 4:30, He thought.
Then he heard the fond sound of Vault's electrical buzzing. He waved up to him. "Remember when I was talking about Vault? He's come back. Right up there." Pointing at the electric ghost. Everyone should get some sort of introduction. But who knows what he was doing?
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OOC: Sorry! School activities had me inactive for like. Three months. Guess we could go to our rooms.
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OOC: Yup! This thread had a really creative idea I've never really seen! Continue it!
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