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In the Pokemon Center, a curly brown haired and glasses-wearing 16 year old was sitting on one of the couches placed in the Center, waiting for one of her own Pokemon to be patched up after a particularly tough battle. A Purrloin was resting their head on the girl's lap, purring in contentment as their tail twitched back and forth. Currently, the girl was stroking the beloved Purrloin's head while the Pokemon made little contented noises.

As the girl was about to pet them again, she heard the entrance doors open up, and the girl (and her Purrloin) looked at a badly beaten and scratched girl with, what the girl supposed was, her team. Except for the extra Rockruff. Listening in on the girl's condition, and watching her be lead by the nurse to be healed, the girl smiled and held her Pokemon closer, despite the Purrloin's small meow of protest.

"Mollymauk, I wanna investigate that girl that just went in. Natural curiosity, is all~" The girl whispered, to which the Purrloin chuffed at the girl's statement.

Letting go of her Purrloin, the girl leaned back and started scanning the room once more for anything intresting. After a few moments, she spotted the little Rockruff that was accompanying the injured trainer looked over and started to trot to where she was. By this point Molly had already jumped down from the comforts of the glasses-wearing girl, and when he saw the Rockruff approach, he tensed. However, Molly was not going to engage in a battle unless instructed to. So, he sniffed the Rockruff and mowed a greeting. "Hello, fellow friend."

(Bold means people talking, italics and colored text means a pokemon is talking-in pokemon speak, of course)

ForeverYoung2004  or  riri1124 your needed

Dragons have lived in secret for time immortal. These powerful beings have lifespans of centuries or more, each encompassing a different power given by the ancestor and god of the dragons, Bahamut. The Red, Black, Blue, Green, and White Dragons (formally known as the Chromatic Dragons) each contain the essence of Fire, Water/Acid, Lightning, Poison/Forest/Grass, and Ice, respectfully. The Silver, Brass, Bronze, Copper, and Gold Dragons (formally known as the Metallic Dragons) each contain the essence of Paralization and fog, Sleep and wind, Movement and illusions, Slowness and earth, and Weakness and dreams, each. With powerful magic and the Realm of Dragons at their disposal to hide en masse, dragons can conceal themselves among the mortal realm to hide from the prying eyes of the humans and be in relative safety.

Meet the town of Gilramore, population of 11,604. The (Rosewood) elementary, (Dockheart) middle, and (Bhram) high school are placed at the eastern edge of the town, while the collage (ATH Community Collage) is at least two counties away in another city. The city isn't that noticeable, but has a few diners, shops, mechanics, and parks here and there with a huge garden in the center of Gilramore, close to the town hall. At least the stars are beautiful at night.

Y/N has been living in this town for all their life, living as normal as a softmore at dusty Bhram High School could be. Plans for collage are there in your brain, but they could be a long ways away or a short skip and a hop. At least your spirit for exploring hasn't changed. Everything should be in normal, perfect harmony of a young adult...

At least, until the new kid shows up at Bhram one day. That's the point where it got weird, and it

just

went

downhill

from

there.

Annabelle Miirik || Female, 16, Dragon Rider

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09/27/XX 8:51 am

Bright, hazel eyes stared up at the entrance of the high school, Bhram High. Students were milling around her, hopeful to get to class in 10 minutes before being counted as tarty. The gold and amber leaves were falling and being whisked up by the wind in whimsical dances, before pattering against the brick building serving as the main building.

Curly, dark brown mid-length hair bouncing against the wind, Annabelle sighed as she pulled out a folded up map of the interior of the school from her handbag. The map had each building listed under a letter and numbered classrooms in each building.

"E12..." Annabelle muttered, heading up the stairs and into the school.

~~~

Outside the aforementioned room that Annabelle was starting her day in, she stuffed the map into her pocket and walked into the rather rowdy class, with an exasperated female adult wearing floral plaid, wire glasses, and fuzzy red hair. The classroom looked like half a library, so English was Annabelle's guess on her studies. Quietly moving among the rows and pass two men pushing and playing with each other, a middle seat was her choice. The desk was scuffed on the corners, but it would do good.

Setting her handbag down beside her, she checked in with the time on the clock above the door. It was 8:59 am, class in two minutes.

Molly purred as the Rockruff got more and more excitable at the prospect of meeting another Pokemon that the other was not familiar with. Looking back at his trainer for consent, Molly was curious if he could play and spar with the Rockruff.

Looking at the excited Rockruff and calm Molly, the girl giggled and nodded, "Yes, you can play with him, Mollymauk."

Lighting up and tail swishing back and forth, Molly looked back at the Rockruff and copied his stance, tail swishing. Pouncing onto the Rockruff, Molly started to ready Fury Swipes to work twice in case this was going to turn into a battle.

Watching the two play, the girl giggled as the Rockruff and Purrloin played with each other. While the Rockruff was having a good time, Molly was slowly starting to be hurt as the Puppy Pokemon kept nipping harder and harder, even through he was twisting and turning around the Rockruff to avoid his nips.

Once he got free, however, Molly immediately jumped back into the girl's lap, wrapping his tail around his bitten legs, and glared a bit at the Rockruff. However, the girl looked back up at the now four approaching trainers, then looked back down at Mollymauk with a sigh.

She was an introverted person most of the time, so while she was stroking Molly and trying to calm him down, she would wait until one of them spoke to her.

She did think that the Umbreon was cool though.

Looking up at Kekeo, the blue-eyed and grey wire glasses girl shook her head. "It's okay," she said as she softly scratched behind Molly's ears, "your Pokemon didn't hurt Molly. He's alright." She also waved back at Rose as well. Looking back at Kekeo, the girl spoke, "...The name's Weiss. Weiss Miirik. And my Purrloin's name is Mollymauk, but I prefer Molly."

Meanwhile, Molly spotted the Liepard and meowed back to the evolved Pokemon, putting both paws (adorned with one gold and one silver bracelet complete with the sun on the left bracelet and the moon on the right bracelet, respectfully) over Weiss' knees. "Hello there, Liepard."

Weiss smiled as each trainer introduced themselves, Molly watching as well (and stifling a laugh at Hunter's remark). All seemed to be going well, until Molly perked up, ears rapidly twitching. He had heard something, and it wasn't good from how he was acting. Weiss noticed him, and scooted him closer to her body, to witch he whipped around and pushed the button of his Pokeball to let himself back in. Back in Molly's Pokeball, Weiss put his, Cero's, and Morze's balls into her sweatshirt pocket in case something did happen.

And it did.

The room suddenly went black, and then the coughing started. 'Gas.' Weiss thought, before going into a rather violent coughing fit herself. Clutching her stomach and mouth, Weiss only heard a few things around her, not noticing the fact that Molly's ball came loose and rolled away from her to a secluded corner closest to where he could roll.

Then, after Weiss was forced down to one knee and weak, she started to taste iron in her mouth. Something liquid dripped down her chin and pattered down to the floor, and as she coughed again, the same liquid substance spattered onto the floor.

Thankfully the lights came back on, but to Weiss' horror she realized what the liquid was that she coughed up: blood. Shaking, she went to steady herself but fell back onto the couch, effectively shooketh at what had happened but too weak from the violent coughing fit to do anything.

"_Help..." Her voice was tiny and weak among the throng of clamor rising up, blood still dripped on her chin.

*upon finding out that Kelsey is pansexual*
I want,,,,,to ship Kelsey with,,,,Weiss

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I feel like Kelsey would love Florence (my Eelektross) cause she is an Electric type after all. And Florecnce would be curious of Kelsey's other pokemon as well.

Finished Weiss!

OOC: track!

Letting the wind trail through her wheat-colored hair, Weiss sighed as Gateon Port came into view. She was in the Orre region for two things: the the first and main reason is a scholar study on regions not well known. The second reason is because of the negative spotlight that Orre had been getting recently, about a ship called the S.S. Libra disappearing over the sea a couple of days ago.

Looking back to the stern of the boat, she could see Vox's silhouette gliding on the wind with a few Wingulls. He looked content, and Weiss decided to not call him back now.

Getting off the boat and onto the docks, Weiss streached and yawned. Looking up at the sky, Weiss whistled and took out Vox's Poke-ball(a Great Ball). As soon as Vox glided down close enough, she called him back into his 'ball by the press of a button on the Great Ball, to which his disappeared into his 'ball in a flash of red light. Putting Vox's ball away, Weiss looked around at the crowds and waited for the other travelers to transfer from the boat to the docks, humming a song while she waited.

Gingerheartwarrior MOAR UNOVIAN CHILDREN!! But welcome to the rp!

*tries to takes one of Mer's cookies then realizes that Gold ate them all*

Waiting until everyone got off, Weiss looked around once more and spotted Kelsey and Iris, whom she had small talk with both on the way here. She quite enjoyed the small talk on the way to Orre, and saw a Walrein playing in the waves next to a blonde who was scanning the group, including her. 'Interesting.' Weiss silently noted.

What Weiss didnt realize yet was that Larkspur, her White Flower Floette, had gotten out of her Pokeball and peaked her head out of the bag. Looking around, little Larkspur spotted the three Eevee's on Iris, and wiggled her way out of Weiss' bag to approach them. After a successful escape, Larkspur floated over to Hermione and chirped a greeting, hugging her flower close. "Floette!"

What book?

track!

i don't know much about EoT because i'm so used to Sky lmao but!! I'm gonna be a Skitty (female) okay? Her name's Amur.

As for plot, it'll kinda stay the same?? I do have a few mystery dungeons layed out because of this goddamn remix but if you want me to share the dungeon ideas i'll gladly.

Heyyo.

As someone who got back into a little series called Etrian Odyssey, i've wondered if people were interested in an rp of (something similar to) the games! I've roleplayed in a thread that I believe was basted off of Etrian Odyssey III: The Drowned City, and the thread is here (it's old).

Now that Etrian Odyssey V Nexus has been released, I was wondering if anybody had interest in doing something similar to the Etrian Odyssey games. Of course some things would be altered/changed to make the story original, but most of the concept would stay the same.

And if you haven't played Etrian Odyssey before, it's okay, you can still join. I'll help you with Class selection and such.

Now, if you want to do an EO roleplay, track this thread and i'll see how much interest this gets.

(I'll also be in this too with my own Dark Hunter, just as a psudo-Dungeon Master for the labrynth)