Lapras Valley University (Semester 2) Starts! LSUs are welcomed!

[The_Missing_Link]

Andy - Kuro - Battling
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After listening to Lucy ramble about how excited she was to be the battling camp coordinator, everyone had to listen to the dean talk about some school rivalry. To Andy, it sounded like a load of BS. After all these years, there should be no reason for one degree to hate another. Sure, there are some trainers out there who don't truly care for their Pokemon but Andy liked to think she wasn't one of them. If her Pokemon didn't want to battle or even be a part of her team, she couldn't force them to stay. It would just be wrong.

Right after the speeches ended (which made Andy thank the gods), everyone was allowed to have lunch. Naomi wandered off so Andy was left to have lunch with her Pokemon. While she normally didn't allow them to have human food, she relented at lunch since it was a special day. She felt rather embarrassed to eat with only her Pokemon but after seeing some loser being put under house arrest after arguing with the breeding coordinator about how he was some gang thug and that battlers sucked for some reason, she felt somewhat better about herself and cheered up.

The rest of the day went uneventfully. Since the battlers and breeders were paired together due to the breeder coordinator's incompetence, they both had to do the obstacle course and observation of the forest. The obstacle course was pretty fun but the observation thing was a load of crap. Andy wondered why they had to stare at trees and "connect" with the forest. Luckily, it was only an hour and right afterwards, she could eat dinner alone and relax.

Three and half hours later, Andy left the dorm to go to the breeding campsite. In that whole time, she managed to miss Namie come in, unpack, and leave but she supposed that she would eventually meet her roommate. Andy sighed and used a flashlight to look at her orientation paper while Isis gleefully revolved around her as she moved. Apparently, freshman had to take part in a courage test and go to the Forest Guardian Shrine to retrieve a Mew plushie before bringing it back to the breeding site.

"Sounds like a bloody initiation test to me," Andy muttered to herself. "And I suppose they're going to frighten us while we try to do this task. Pathetic."

And to make matters worse, they had to do it in pairs, opposite sex preferred.

"Where the hell am I going to find a guy to do this with me?" she asked Isis. "And a cute guy at it?"

The Froslass just shrugged and continued her revolutions around Andy. The girl just shook her head in disbelief and continued on to the campsite. There was already a fire going with a few people milling around and the camp coordinators and the student council making sure people paired up before they went into the forest. Andy went to sit on a log and hoped a guy would come up to her. At times like this, she hated not being able to engage people first.
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OOC: Tag to any guy

I think I might convert to first person after this. I write like crap in the third person

[Dark-San]

Chapter 5: The escape

“Alan, Alan? Time to wake up!”

“Awe… but mom I don’t want to wake up now…”

I stood in front of Alan and frown. This sleepyhead is not waking up at all. I took a look at his Magneton that had also too drifted into sleep along with its owner.

“Go Denise, give him a little jolt.”

With no warning at all, the female Pikachu zapped Alan and Alan was greeted with a surprise. In shock, he fell off his chair, tumbling onto the floor.

“Eh, what happened?”

Still drooling, he stood up and started to turn his head around until he noticed me.

“Eh Hiroshi, I thought you are under house arrest back at the dorm. Why are you even here now?”

“Well the student council is a bunch of fools. They think by escorting me back to the dorm and having two persons guarding it, they can isolate me from the rest. Too bad, I broke one of the toilet windows and fled out of the dorm without them noticing.”

I smiled proudly while Alan on the other hand, spoke back.

“You mean our dorm room’s toilet window?”

Possessing a pair of shifty eyes, he stared at me while I start to perspire.

“Hah, forget about it. The student council will replace them anyway if we reported it as a wear and tear. Lets get on with another subject, where are the rest of the cohort?”

“Well I’m not very sure. When I came here, you are the only lying on the canteen table, sleeping like a dead log together with your Magneton. Let’s head back to the Battler’s forest shall we?”

Without much to say, we left the canteen at Block C and made our way to the Battler’s Forest.

------------- Act 9: The events starts now-------------

“Damn why is it that our campsite is further than the rest of the degrees?”

“Well, you have to take into account that in fact our campsites are located for a different purpose.”

Alan pulled out the pamphlet which was given out at the beginning of the orientation camp begin to educate me.

“Contest Campsite is located nearer the Obstacles courses and Rock Climbing facilities. The main point is to encourage the trainers to engage in some co-ordination activities during the free intervals. Battling degree on the other hand is located to the Official battlefield used during the Elite Four tournaments. The reason I won’t say much since it is pretty obvious. Breeding, eh well. We are located right in the heart of the forest and close by the lake. The whole main point was to get us closer to mother nature and observe pokemons and how they interact in the wild.

So, here you are the reasons.”

I was utmost impressed with Alan. This guy is nothing sort of a genius, he had the brain and the looks but he probably lacks that courage to chat with the ladies.

“So here we are breeding campsite.”

As we saw some of the members getting ready to unpack their stuffs into the tent from where we are standing from.

------------- Act 10: New friends-------------

“ Here Alan, here!”

An excited me spotted an empty spot just nice for us to prepare to spread out and fix up the tent.

However it did not help that my excitement by then had gotten the attention of most of the freshmen from the breeding degree.

“Hey, isn’t that the guy who causes the big hoot-ha? I thought he was under house arrest, why was he here? Where’s Lucy? Someone need to get her and report him back to the student council president.”

Why are they that suspicious of me? It is not like I am going to eat them alive.

I swiftly turn my head and bumped onto another degree mate by accident.

“Oops, I’m sorry!”

In an instant, I bowed down my head and apologies without knowing I had bumped into.

“Hah, you are that shy guy which causes the drama earlier in the canteen.”

That voice seems familiar where have I heard it from?

I shifted up my head and notice it was that same lady, I met back at Kuro Dorm.
“Hey you should remember me, I’m Namie Lloyd.”

“Hiroshi, Hiroshi Nagasaki. That’s my name.”

“Cool, you are pitching your tent here? Well, mine is over there.”

She pointed at a distance at least twenty meters or so away from our spot.

“I’m staying up with a couple of my friends. Hah, there they are.”

A guy and another lady emerged from inside the tent and waved together at both Alan and me. And out of courtesy, I too waved back enthusiastically.

“They are a bunch of friendly people eh?”

“Well, they certainly are. Hey I need go now, we probably have another ton of things to pack out and get ready. See you later for the next activity.”

With that, she skipped off to meet up with her buddies.

“Nice group of people eh, Alan?”

“Well they certainly are. And why are you looking so shunted? We need pack up fast now and without a moment to lose.”

------------- Act 11: Forest Observation-------------

The bug pokemons creaks, the leaves rustle and the whole forest seems to be livening by the sounds of Mother Nature.

I had just spoken to Lucy Oarwell earlier and seems like she is one good lady. She did not report about me breaching one of the student council president's instructions by escape from the house arrest. Instead, she had earlier advise me on keeping a low profile for now since the student council president is not your everyday person that I can messed around with.

”Well you are lucky that she didn’t report you or you will be back at the dorm, counting sheep.”

“I was indeed. But then Alan, I just realized that there is at least one good person in the entire student council crap club.”

Alan laughed and continued to poke fun of me.

“That’s not funny, Alan.”

Butterfrees were fluttering from flowers to flowers collecting pollen while the Pidgeys were flew in flocks back to the nestling grounds after our observation group had interrupted their feeding.

“They are just so many pokemons around. This was totally different from the route we had taken to arrive here.”

“Of course!”

A lady cut my conversation with Alan short probably similar to my age.

“You have to know that we are located further away from the route and is quite near to the cave. A few hours later, there would be a flock making out of Zubats and Golbats zooming out of the cave. The Pidgeys probably flew off earlier as so not to get in confusion with the night travelers.”

The learnt lady turns her head at me and glared before proceeding off to join off with the cohort as they moved further into the forest.

“Who was that lady earlier, she sounded creepy! And does seems like a proud lady from her tone.”

“Well she’s Lyzolda. Believe it or not but she has the same surname as our dorm.”

With that joke, we giggled hard and was unfortunately caught by Lyzolda red-handed.

“What are you guys giggling for? Making fun of me? You guys better follow us; the stand in coordinator had wanted me to inform you that if you are still not following the group and choose to stand here, you will be left out.”

With that she turned off and head away from us for the second time.

“If she did hear our joke, I will eat spaghetti through my nostrils.”

I mentioned to Alan without thinking twice.

“Oh and your joke, I heard it. It’s not funny at all.”

Lyzolda turned her head and spoke out.

Alan’s face beamed with laughter and starts tugging me.

“You better start practicing now, mister.”

“Goodness am I in for some trouble!”

Immediately, I regret saying that phrase for that moment. Looks like I have some tough practice involving spaghetti ahead.

------------- Act 12: Courage Test-------------

Some few hours after the dinner as the sun sets, signaling the end of the day. It is time for the freshmen from all the degrees to gather up together for the group event of the courage test.

“Awe… I feel full. Burps…”

What we had for dinner? Spaghetti! I had to try sucking it the strands up my nose but I got nose block from all that tomato sauce instead. After messing around it, I looked like a fool but all due to me opening up my mouth without thinking.

As the freshmen gathered to look around for partners, I figured out I should probably looked for mine too.

“See you later, Alan. You better not back out on this test.”

Teasing him, we parted to look for our respective female partners.

“Where am I supposed to find mine?”

I search high and low and it does seem like everyone had gotten his or her partner.

“It looks I’m all alone now.”

I sat on the log; hopefully I can catch my eyes on any ladies around.

“Ah-choo…”

A voice sneezes from beside me.

“Wait a minute… its night and it better not be some haunting beings.”

I silently prayed as I turned my head and came face to face with a lady who had been sitting by my side along, without me noticing at all.

Hey, it’s my chance after all.

I turned my attention from the crowd onto the lady sitting on the log and smiled at her.

“Hey, are you looking for a partner?”

Things to note:

1) Tags Yi wen, Kalah and Engi – Time for you dudes to make your appearance.
2) Tags Faiz – Don’t sleep too much. People are going to leave you alone.
3) Tags Rebecca – I’m available too and thought I might tag you for the courage test. However do note that my character has this hate against battlers. So I thought you would not want to reveal your degree to him.
4) Tags Crazy Elf Boy – During the forest observation, my character made some contact, you probably should take note of this.
5) Next Chapter: Courage Test? A hoax or the truth?

[classy_cat18]

Naomi Windfall ~ Kuro ~ Battling
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It was time for the Courage Test before I knew it. I walked with Dante to the campsite, ready for my first challenge. I've handled the wilderness during the night before so I didn't think there was anything that could scare me.

Dante jumped at my backpack, begging for the Pecha Berry that I saved for him. "No, Dante. You might need it later," I told him. Dante looked disappointed but then went to sniffing around.

They wanted us to pair off, preferably in male-female pairs. So far I've only met two males and one of them had seemed to find Andy. So where was the other one?

"Quilava!" Dante yelled as he spotted a familiar face. He pawed at the guy and made an attempt to get a handout.

"Dante, no begging!" I scolded. I hurried over to the two and laughed nervously. "Sorry, he's constantly begging for treats. I don't think he knows Covet, though. Aren't you the guy that I met earlier during that speech? You never told me your name."

His face looked a little flushed. "Um, it's Alan."

"Alan, huh? Your Magneton is awesome." I poked the Pokemon floating next to him. "Alan, I don't have a partner for the Courage Test. Would you mind accompanying me?"

"Uhh..." was all he said.

"Please? I don't know many people here."

[Mystic_clown]

Ienzo Lumaria
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Ienzo gulped audibly. He had to go through the dense, scary forest, with a girl!?

He groaned. He as never good around the girls. He always felt a little, well, small around them, like he was not worthy of any of them.

Add the fact that he never really met any of the females in this school, the only exception being...her. And seriously, if he had to go through the woods with her, he may as well go emo for real.

He sighed as he sat down on a nearby log. He figured he'd probably all alone, since all the girls would most likely be taken anyway, plus, he didn't have the courage to ask one himself.

He felt something prod against his leg. He looked over to see his Mawile, his very first pokemon, looking up at him sadly, almost as if she could sense his sadness.

A small smile appeared on Ienzo's lips.

"Thank you," he said softly, pulling her into a warm hug.


TAG CEB, you know what to do.

[Shadow Djinn]

*kind of wonders what happened to Dru's post...*

Cosmo Cariso - Midori - Battling

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The events that passed while daylight was strong left Cosmo on the brink of falling asleep, bored to death by the constant speeches. With the Battling majorers gathered in a single area, his eyes surveyed each figure with slight disinterest. All the while his hands twiddled with the pokeball at his neck, sighing from time to time as dull monologues ate away at the daylight.

Then there was dinner.

He walked cheerily into the dining hall, grateful for the reprieve, eyeing the variety of foods on the shelves. Selecting his own choices, he sat at a bench on his lonesome, scarfing down his meal earnestly.

Then he remembered the courage test as he trooped out of the cafeteria.

Dammit...I hate partners...

He watched as other pairs were quickly made, scowling in slight annoyance. Eventually his hands idly fell to Sneasel's pokeball, and suddenly the Dark pokemon was beside him, uttering his name cheerily.

"Time to meet some of these weirdos, eh?" Cosmo sighed, patting the pokemon's head.

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Tag to a female? >_>

[darktyranitar]

Alan Bradley
Sleepyhead

Oh, thank goodness that Hiroshi had woke me up… even if his method involve shocking me with his. Eh wait, how did he escape?

He began to tell of his escape, on how it involve breaking down a toilet window. I gave his shifty eyes, but then decided that we had more important matter to attend to. Like, where are the rest of the people?

Hiroshi then explained how I AND my Magneton were the only one left in the cafeteria, sleeping like a log. Good ol’ Magneton. Always sleeping his way through the job, eh?

*****

Well, we managed to set up our camp, safe and sound. I was quite glad that we’re in the breeding group. Else, Hiroshi might go and give everyone cold shoulders. Heck, he might even pick up a fight with someone.

I was glad that he seems to be lightening up, as if the previous event had never happened. Then we had met this one creepy-sounding lady – or rather, she bumped into our conversation. When she left, Hiroshi then explained that the lady name was Lyzolda, and he pointed out how her surname was the same name as our dorm name. We both giggle at that.

And to our surprise, the lady returned, telling us that we better follow the group, or else we will be left out.

When the lady was walking away, Hiroshi blurted out, ““If she did hear our joke, I will eat spaghetti through my nostrils.”

Much to my amusement, the lady turned around and said, ““Oh and your joke, I heard it. It’s not funny at all.”

I stifled a laugh, and tugged at him teasingly. “You better start practicing now, mister.”

And what do you know? We had spaghetti for dinner. And I was half amused and half disgusted to see that Hiroshi had really meant it when he said that he’ll eat spaghetti through his nostrils. Eww…

*****

So here I was, looking for a female partner. I realized that I’m not usually good with the member of the opposite sex, so I just stood there, hoping that someone would tag me or something. No luck so far.

“Quilava!” I looked down at my feet, noticing a Quilava that was holding its paw out in front of him, as if it was trying to beg some food from me. I raised an eyebrow. Whose Quilava was this?

“Dante, no begging!” A familiar voice called out towards the Quilava. I looked up, noticing the girl that I had bumped to earlier in the dorm making her way hurriedly towards the Quilava. She laughed nervously. “"Sorry, he's constantly begging for treats. I don't think he knows Covet, though. Aren't you the guy that I met earlier during that speech? You never told me your name."

I feel myself blushing a bit. Relax… relax… “Um, it’s Alan,” I answered.

"Alan, huh? Your Magneton is awesome." I raised an eyebrow, as she then proceed to prod Magneton, who was floating beside me. I gave it a ‘when did you get out?’ look, and it replied with bored eyes.

"Alan,” she said. “I don't have a partner for the Courage Test. Would you mind accompanying me?"

"Uhh..."

"Please? I don't know many people here."

I mentally shrug. It’s a good thing that she came here. Else, I don’t know how I’ll find myself a partner. “Um, sure. Okay. But I don’t think I caught your name, though.”

“Well, I’m Naomi.”

“Hi, Naomi. So, which degree are you taking?”

She seems to hesitate. I understand where that was coming. After the speech from the principal, one couldn’t help but feel anxious in revealing the degree you’re taking. “I’m taking battling,” she replied.

“Ah, better not tell Hiroshi about this. He’s the other guy you saw with me when we met you at the dorm.” And I added, with a certain hint of shame. “The guy that got home-arrested.”

“Ah,” she exclaimed.

“Like me, he’s taking a degree in breeding. He seems to have something against the one taking battling degree, though.”

“Well, Alan,” she said after the short silence. “How about if we go to the Courage Test now? I think most of the others have got themselves a partner.”

“Er… right,” I said, and we began to walk together.

[Blademaster]

Vince

The rest of the day passed pretty uneventfully for Vince - after the Orientation had ended, he'd spent much of lunch, dinner, and his free time in the Battler's Forest, toughening up his team and himself some more.

"One, two! One, two! One, two!" Vince said, his tone and his marching in place making him sound like a drill sargeant. "Come on, Genbu, pick up the pace! Hustle, hustle!"

At seven feet in height, ten feet in length, and weighing in at a good 750 pounds, Genbu was easily the most massive member of Vince's team - a titanic turtle with legs like tree trunks, a pair of ivory horns, and a beak resembling black steel. The massive monster's shell was green with a white bridge, and small appendages resembling a tree on its left side and mountains on its right.

Unfortunately, all these impressive defenses made it somewhat hard for the colossal creature to move quickly.

"Torterra..." Genbu grumbled as he began to pound his huge feet against the dirt floor of the forest more quickly, causing audible tremors.

"That's the way you do it!" Vince said, turning his attention to two of his other Pokemon. "Byakko, Suzaku, how's the battle progressing?"

About 20 feet away, Byakko was facing Vince's starter in a controlled battle simulation; as sturdy and powerful as Byakko was, he was having trouble against Vince's starter.

Byakko's opponent was a slim, humanoid creature with red-and-orange feathers covering much of his skin; his arms were thin and scaly with claws that resembled a bird's talons, while his legs were as thick and powerful as Genbu's but longer and with sharper talons hidden beneath them. The creatures head was avian, with a fanged beak and yellow eyes half-hidden by thin red horns. Wrapping his neck, head, and shoulders was a mane of cream-colored feathers that spread out behind his back like wings.

"Vire... Vire..." Byakko panted, clearly tiring from his battle.

"Blaz... ziken..." Suzaku replied, fatigue evident on his face as well.

Vince glanced at his Poketch.

9:14pm.

"Hmmm..." he mused, glancing up at the dull blue of the dusky sky. "It is getting pretty late... You guys did go over those anti-type-advantage moves, right?

Both Pokemon nodded.

"OK, then..." Vince said, nodding. "You three take a break. I've gotta check on the girls."

With that, he recalled his three Pokemon and turned away, when a rustling behind him caught his attention. He turned and saw a familiar face walk through the underbrush...

"Alan?" Vince said, squinting in the dim light.

The raggedy figure stopped.

"Oh, um... hey, Vince." he said meekly.

"Alan, what are you doing out here?"

"I'm not sure... I heard there was some kind of contest in the forest tonight, but you need a partner to sign up, so I came looking for someone."

Vince's eyes lit up.

"A contest?" he said, smiling widely. "Sounds good to me - just let me go get my other Pokemon and I'll tag along with you."

Alan scratched the back of his neck.

"Um..." he said nervously. "Well..."

Vince frowned.

"What, what is it?" he asked, his eyes narrowing. "You don't wanna be partners with a midget, is that it?!"

Alan's eyes flew open.

"Nonononono!" he stammered, waving his hands in a panic. "It's not that! It's just that the partners are supposed to be a boy and girl, is what I heard!"

Vince's dark expression instantly vanished.

"Oh... um... well... I... ...Really?"

Alan nodded, visibly nervous from Vince's outburst.

"Oh..... Shit, this is awkward..." Vince mumbled. "Damn, I'm sorry, Alan - I didn't... I just kinda hear that sorta thing a lot, is all... You know, what with you..."

He raised his hand, palm down, as high as he could reach.

"...And with me..."

He lowered his palm to about (his) waist-level.

"...You know how it is, right?" Vince said, sweating a bit.

Alan slowly nodded.

"Yeah... Yeah, I get it..." he said a bit shakily. "Um... don't worry about it... I should keep looking for a partner, then... See ya later!"

With that, Alan turned back and walked (very quickly) back the way he'd come.

Vince slapped himself on the forehead.

'Well done, idiot.' he thought, gritting his teeth. 'And you wonder why you can never keep any friends for more than a day.'

Vince lowered his hand and sighed.

'...Forget it.' he thought. 'I have to try and find a partner for this contest thing...'

He looked at his Poketch again.

9:18pm.

'...And fast.'

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Tag anyone who wants to pair up with Vince.

Yes, ANYONE. LVU has 11 guys and 9 girls - two guys are gonna have to either pair up or sit the Test out. And Vince doesn't mind who his partner is... The little dude needs some friends, people! ;_;

EDIT: Sorry, Faiz, I didn't see your post until after I posted mine... You want I should edit out the part where Alan and Vince meet up?

[Crazy Elf Boy]

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~-~-~ What if life was like a Western? ~-~-~

After lunch I procceded down to the Battlers' forest to get ready and set up my tent, this took me some time.

"Why the hell are tents so hard to assemble?" I whispered.

"Rio.........." Kitsune Chan beamed

Satisfyed with my attempts with the tent I packed my back getting read for the forest observation task. Kitsune Chan decided to hop in the back of my bag to tag along with me.

Walking with the rest of the group into the thickly vegetated forest, I turned around taking in all the sights.

“They are just so many pokemons around. This was totally different from the route we had taken to arrive here.” said a voice behind me

“Of course!” I beamed in obviously interupting their conversation.

“You have to know that we are located further away from the route and are quite near the cave. Maybe in a few hours later, there will be a flock of Zubats and Golbats zooming out of the cave. While the Pidgeys probably flew off earlier as so not to get confused with the night travelers.”

I moved back up to the rest of the group feeling I had made an impression.

“Who was that lady, she sounded creepy! And does seems like a proud lady from her tone.” whispered a voice from behind me again

“Well she’s Lyzolda. Believe it or not but she has the same surname as our dorm.” the other guy replied

They started to giggle a little

“What are you guys giggling for? Making fun of me? You guys better follow us, the stand in coordinator had wanted me to inform you that if you are still not following the group and choose to stand here, you will be left out.” I snapped back at the duo

“If she did hear our joke, I will eat spaghetti through my nostrils.” The first guy metioned

“Oh and your joke, I heard it. It’s not funny at all.” I replied

“You better start practicing now, mister.” said the second one immaturely

~~~~~~~~~After the walk~~~~~~~~

"Hmmm the courage test is next isn't it" I thought to myself "And to add to rub salt in the wound we have to find opposite sex partners.

I scouted around to see nearly everyone in the camp chatting to one another and partnering up. My eyes fell onto the little "emo" boy from the bus and lunchtime, sitting on a log with a Mawhile

"Man why is this guy everywhere I went" I thought "But I kind of feel bad for him, it seems he doesn't have any friends"

I walked over towards the boy, Kitsune Chan eagerly followed me. I shook his shoulder from behind. He turned around in a frightful state.

"Oh its you again" he said with a tone of dissapointment

"Well it seems your partner less and I was wondering if you wanted to do this courage test thing with me?"

His faced beamed with excitement, as he turned around.

"But, its not because I like you or anything" I quickly added

He nodded his head in confirmation, I looked down at my feet to see Kitsune Chan getting along with the boys Mawhile.

"Well if were going to be partners I at least want to know your name"

"Ienzo" He replied weakly

"Oh and my name is Lyzolda" I said "Want to get going then"

TAG MYSTIC CLOWN

[Roy Karrde]

Akira Hamilton
~*~*~*~*~ Forest ~*~*~*~*~

Moving so fast I could barely contain my excitement I stood at the edge of the forest, my feet still moving so fast in a jogging motion, even though I was standing still. Chris came walking up, placing a hand on my shoulder with a gentle smile. “Anxious are we?” He asked, I glanced past him, noticing a bunch of other men around Chris age standing a while back, but glancing in our direction. I quickly shrugged it off, just gawkers who wanted to see what Chris was doing.

“I am so ready to beat this!” I replied, my anxiety spiked after this afternoon and I had done some research on this forest after my room mate had helped calm me down. Now I was ready for anything they were going to throw at me, with or with out Chris it didn’t matter. “This is going to be completely Awesome, Awesome, AWESOME!” I shouted.

Chris drew out a laugh through his nose and stepped forward. “So are we ready?” He asked, before he could even finish the question I was already ten steps into the forest. “Hey Akira slow down.” He rushed forward, running to catch up.

Darkness completely surrounded us as we made our way into the forest, the last glimmers of camp light fading away the further we traveled into the forest. Chris placed a hand on my shoulder, pulling me back to fall into step next to him. “Stay close to me, that way you wont be scared.” He whispered into my ear.

Although I wasn’t paying much attention, already I was fishing through my backpack, bringing out a large flashlight and flicking it on, spraying a field of light in front of us. “That’s okay I brought a flashlight.” I replied cheerfully, walking forward and past several vines that would have tripped me up if I hadn’t noticed them with the light.

After a few more minutes of walking in silence Chris grabbed my arm again. “We should stick closer, there are supposed to be Ghost Pokemon here.” He explained, as I glanced around, we were nearly half way through the forest and so far this test hadn’t been scary at all. “If you get scared, I don’t mind you holding on to me, I am a senior and all and have done this, just watch out for the GHOST POKEMON.” He called out again, this time emphasizing the last part.

All the while as he talked my flash light caught sight of a blue rose, growing out of the ground, its stem wrapped around a tree leg. “Amazing! Look at that!” I gasped rushing to the side of the path, bending down and running a finger over the flower’s petals. A blast of wind rushed past me, whisking up my hair for a second before it settled down. “Do you see this… Chris?” I asked, turning around, finding him wide eyed and shaking.

“Ghost…Pokemon…” He whispered.

I quickly scanned the light around the surrounding area, there wasn’t a sign of any Ghost Pokemon. “Stop playing around Chris! Besides we are already taking too much time.” I quickly jogged ahead, it took several minuets before I could hear Chris’ footfalls behind me, and even longer before he caught up at my side. “Took you long enough.” I sighed playfully, glancing at him only to see him glaring at his watch.

“Alright I’m done with waiting.” He turned back at me, a glint of anger and lust in his eyes that quickly scared me any more than any Ghost Pokemon. “See I asked you here as a friend, but I can’t keep it back any longer.” He took a step toward me, pushing me up against a tree.

“Your beauty is taunting me, out of all the girls I have dated, you have to be the most beautiful, and I can’t hold myself back any longer.” He whispered, leaning forward, his lips touching mine.

My eyes went wide in shock, my knee slamming into his ribs. He quickly broke the kiss, staggering back. “Damn you.” He coughed as I backed away, my eyes still wide in shock. “Get back here.” He leapt forward trying to tackle me. I quickly bolted to my left, using my momentum and my left arm to spin me around the side of the tree and I was off running. Branches and leaves flying into my face as I made my way off the path and into the forest, I had no idea where I was going since Chris had the map, nor did I see where I was going since I dropped the flash light, but anywhere was better than back there!

[Blademaster]

Vince

9:43pm.

"Shit!" Vince cursed as he wandered deeper into the forest, looking around desperately for a partner. It'd had been a half hour since he started looking, but he still hadn't found anyone.

'This is ridiculous!' Vince thought bitterly. 'What kind of university is this?! It's totally abandoned!'

Vince looked up at the night sky.

'And it's so dark I can barely see anymore...'

Vince removed the front Pokeball from his belt and tossed it forward.

"Suzaku, come forth!"

The Poke Ball burst open, and in a flash of white light, Vince's powerful Blaziken appeared; his Poke Ball bounced back to Vince's hand, where it was promptly replaced.

"Blazikeeeeen!!" Suzaku bellowed in a guttural voice.

"Suzaku, flare up those wrists." Vince instructed. "We need some light out here."

"Blaz." Suzaku replied with a nod, his wrists flaring to life, producing a bright pair of torches that cut through the darkness like a hot knife through butter.

"We have only ten minutes left to find a partner." Vince muttered, partly to himself, partly to Suzaku, and partly to no one in particular.

"Blaziken..." Suzaku replied. "Blaziken-blaz, blaziken blaziken-ken blaz...iken......"

Suzaku stopped dead.

"Suzaku...?" Vince said, looking back at his Pokemon. "Suzaku, what is it?"

Suzaku raised a claw, signalling for Vince to be quiet; the fiery fowl closed his eyes, his horns twitching ever-so-slightly.

"Blaziken... Blaziken..." he whispered, turning his head to and fro.

Finally, the Blaziken's eyes snapped open; he spun around exactly 140 degrees clockwise, teeth gritted and clawed fists at the ready.

"BLAZIKEN! BLAZE!" he barked.

Vince rushed to his Pokemon's side and assumed a fighting stance.

"Who's there?!" he demanded. "Come out and show your face!"

A few seconds later, the bushes parted, and out stepped a red-haired girl in a denim jacket and shorts. She seemed disoriented, and was sweating and panting heavily.

She looked at Vince and his Blaziken for a moment, her eyes filled with uncertainty, but after a moment, she turned around, then back to Vince.

"Help me...!" she cried, approaching Vince as quickly and cautiously as she could.

"Suzaku, stand down." Vince said after a moment; he stepped forward, looking at the girl oddly. "Who are you? You looking for a par-"

"My name's Akira." she interrupted, trying to get behind Vince and his Pokemon. "This guy... He was trying to... He want-"

"Say no more." Vince said, his expression so dark it was almost indiscernable from the shadows of the dark forest around him. "I understand perfectly. Where is he?"

As if on cue, a tall figure burst through the trees where Akira had first arrived from; he was clutching his chest and glaring daggers at Akira.

"There you are..." he growled, taking a menacing step forward. "You have got a lot of nerve, Akira... That's something I admire, but not when-"

"Is that him?" Vince interjected, looking at Akira.

"Yes..." she whispered.

Vince turned back to the newcomer and took a step forward.

"Alright, douchebag," he snarled, "I'm gonna give you until the count of one to get your busted-ass ribs and your ugly face outta my sight..."

He snapped his fingers; Suzaku took a step forward, an aura of flames surrounding his body.

"...Or my friend here opens fire. On you."

The man glared at Vince, his teeth gritted, when suddenly his expression seemed to soften.

"Wait a moment..." he said. "I know you..."

Vince's expression didn't change.

"Good for you." he said, holding up a single finger. "One-"

"Vincent." Chris said, a strange smile crossing his face. "Vincent Lancaster..."

Vince raised an eyebrow.

"...OK." he said, stepping up in front of Suzaku so as to deter him from attacking just yet. "I'll bite. Where the Hell did you learn my name from?"

"Let's just say you ran into a few of my classmates earlier today." the man replied.

"Those gutter punks trying to mug that kid, I bet." Vince sneered.

The man chuckled.

"You're a fast learner..." he commented.

"And I bet you're a fast burner." Vince said. "Now you've got two seconds to tell me your name before I test that theory myself."

"My name is Chris Coleman." he replied. "Perhaps you've heard of me..."

Vince rubbed his chin.

"Ummmm..." he mused. "Hmmmmmmmmmm... Uh... Oh, wait... You're that Contest coordinating fruit... or something..."

Chris scowled.

"I'm a camp coordinator, for your information." he sneered. "And I'm also a senior - didn't anybody ever teach you to respect your elders?"

"Didn't anyone ever teach you to respect women, you sorry sack of shit?" Vince shot back, gesturing to Akira.

Chris chuckled.

"Oh, she merely overreacted to-"

"Spare me the bullshit, fairy; she already told me everything I needed to know." Vince snapped.

Chris frowned.

"Funny... That isn't the way I heard it..." he said.

"I don't give a fuck WHAT you heard or WHO you are!" Vince hollered, stepping out of Suzaku's way. "This is your final warning: Leave NOW, or Suzaku charbroils your ass!"

"You're just asking to be expelled, aren't you?" Chris asked mockingly. "You could be expelled just for threatening me with a Pokemon, in fact..."

"If I go, I take you with me." Vince said. "Once word gets out about your little liaison with Akira, you'll be out on your ass before I even am."

Chris paused for a moment, deep in thought.

"So be it." he said. "I'll leave you be for now. But one word out of you - either of you - and you'll learn first-hand why you don't screw around with the-"

"Suzaku...!" Vince started; flames welled in the back of Suzaku's throat...

"Alright, alright!" Chris snapped. "You made your point already!"

With that, Chris turned and walked off between the trees.

"This isn't over..."

"Yeah, yeah..." Vince mumbled. "Smug piece of shit... I oughta send Suzaku after him anyway..."

"Thank you..." Akira sighed behind him. "You saved my life... Or, my virginity, at the very least."

"Don't mention it." Vince replied. "My team has no tolerance towards people like that; the fact that these assholes run the campus is enough to make me question whether coming here was a good idea or not."

Akira paused, smiling slightly.

"Well... at any rate, I'm glad you came here..." she said softly. "The world could always use more heroes."

"Heroes?" Vince echoed. "Me, a hero? Huh, more like I'm always in the wrong place at the right time."

"And being in that place saved me and that kid he mentioned, didn't it?" Akira asked sweetly.

"...I guess so." Vince replied, looking at his Poketch again.

9:54pm.

"Shit..." he mumbled. "Six minutes until the Test starts and I still don't have a partner..."

Akira giggled.

"Oh yes you dooo-ooo...!" she said in a sing-song voice.

Vince looked up at her.

"It's the least I can do for my savior, isn't it?" she said, smiling warmly at the dwarf.

Vince just stared at her for a moment.

He'd just saved this somewhat ditzy from a creep from one of the highest castes on the campus, and now she was repaying him by joining him in his first chance to prove his merit at LVU...

'...Shit.'

[Prof. Jb Wolf]

Name: Ichigo Tsurugi Lloyd
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Physical Desc.: Stands at an average height of 5'10" with a lanky build Ichigo carries himself with a regal, almost noble bearing. His silvery-white hair falls to his chin and is usually swept back with only a few strands sticking out above his forehead. Eyes are a dark emerald green that seem all the brighter when in mid-speech. Features are sharp, almost hawklike with a firm, square jaw. Normally dresses in a fine white uniform trimmed in silver and wears a pair of white gloves on his hands. The Lloyd family crest, a two-head Ho-oh all in gold, is prominent on his left breast of the uniform jacket. He keeps his Capture Styler and PokeNav/Dex on his belt. Is almost never seen without his family sword, Wadou Ichimonji, in his hands or at his side.
Personality: A chivalrous man, Ichigo was raised to be a gentlemen among gentlemen. He is quite noble and well-mannered, but is prone to verbose and somewhat flowery speech. Has a zeal for justice and is always ready for a challenge. Combined with his supreme (some might say misguided) confidence in his own abilities, he tackles everything with great gusto especially the unknown. His favorite phrase is "I am the man who will stand a top of the _______________ world!". While somewhat lacking in the common sense department, Ichigo is well intentioned and is a skilled fighter/trainer.
Bf/Gf: None
History: The Lloyd family has been famous for generations as trainers, at least one member of the family always making to the top eight in the Kanto, Johto, and most recently the Hoenn regions. Initially, Ichigo led a sheltered life as the only child of two influential and wealthy trainers. Arrogant and insufferable, he never knew defeat in battle and often boasted loudly of his heritage. This changed when he was fourteen while on vacation in the island region of Fiore. His uncle, a Pokemon Ranger, disgusted with his overbearing attitude, challenged Ichigo to a battle. If he lost, Ichigo would have to be trained by him until he thought he was good enough to hold the Lloyd family name. He eagerly accepted and was promptly defeated. For the next five years, his uncle put him through rigorous training where he gained a new sense of honor and duty. Finally satisfied, but still somewhat worried about him, his uncle sent him off to Lapras University, specifically so his cousin Namie would watch out for him (or be his 'advisor' as Ichigo thinks of it.)
Other: Has an abiding love for simple, home cooked meals, having called it 'the food of the Gods'. His sword is more than just for show, as he is quite adept with it, but prefers to let his Pokemon battle with/for him. He carries no Pokeballs, having grown a distaste for them, all of his Pokemon following him because they have been impressed by his sense of justice or, in Hakuoro's case, because they have nothing better to do.
Pokemon: Agni (Charizard M), Kagara (Marowak F), Itsuki (Espeon M), Ayame (Gardevoir F), Hakuoro (Dragonair M), Dan (Hitmonchan M)
Degree: Battling

Ichigo Tsurugi Lloyd
~THE MAN WHO WILL STAND ON TOP OF...Lunch~

When Aislin and Ichigo arrived back at the Kuro Dorm, Rywen had already set up a portable grill outside. The Lloyd heir winced slightly as he realized that his best friend STILL wore an apron while cooking. It wasn't that he was against men wearing aprons, so much as he was bothered by the looks girls tend to give the two when he cooked in public. Speaking of which, apparently Rywen had brought along more female companionship - the girl they had seen earlier as well as a new one.

"AH! Ichigo-kun, your just in time - this barbecue is almost done!"

"Excellent (please stop calling me -kun)." Ichigo turned towards the two girls as my comrades ranged themselves. "And I see you have brought more guests."

"Yes, you already know Kuriko and the other girl is-"

"Namie Lloyd." Namie held out her hand for a shake. "Ojii-san already mentioned me to you Ichigo-san."

The Lloyd heir warmly shook her hand before pulling the unsuspecting girl into a bone-breaking embrace. "My dear Itoko-san! It's a pleasure to finally meet you! Souji-san talked of you often during training!" He released her allowing Namie to stumble back for gasping slightly for air. "Ah, please excuse my exuberance. I was told that was the proper way to greet a family member, but I have been known to over do things."

"Just...a little..."

"I'll keep that in mind." He smiled brightly as he crossed his arms. "Souji-san has often praised you for having a good head on your shoulder as well as a good breeder. Nothing less could be expected of a Lloyd, of course, but Souji-san often lamented at not having you around. He suggested that I look out for you while we stayed here at LVU."

"Really, I thought it was the other way around."

"Preposterous. Why would I, Ichigo Tsurugi of the Lloyd family be in need of 'watching'. I'm absolutely sure you must have misheard him." Ichigo silenced the girl's explanation with a flick of his wrist. "No matter, and to show I harbor no ill will, I will stay make you my new 'advisor in all matters pertaining to commonfolk and secondary advisor on breeding matters!"

"What now?"

"Souji-san often said I lacked 'common sense'. Being a child of the Lloyd family how could I develop something that was 'common'? In any case, what I lack you must have - you do come from one of the lesser families after all!" He clapped his hands with a wan smile. "So you shall advise me in all aspects of this 'common' sense."

"Ah...."

With the exception of Rywen, the others were dumbfounded by Ichigo's . Behind him, Agni placed a claw to his forehead as if in resignation of his master's logic while Itsuki covered his sniggers with a paw. The awkward silence that followed was broken as Rywen happily announced that the food was ready and began serving.

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The rest of the afternoon passed by quickly. The obstacle course posed little problems for Ichigo. Compared to the last few years of training with his uncle, the course was like a child's playground for him. Finished before most of the others, he sat off to the side with his Pokemon to watch and evaluate the other Freshmen battlers.

More time passed and finally it was time for the first 'test' of LVU. It apparently involved going into the forest to find some sort of doll. While normally Ichigo would be more than willing to perform such a test, but it was stipulated that he would require a partner of the opposing gender. Rywen had always been the one good with women, but Ichigo himself was rather lacking.

After his third attempt at gaining a partner was rebuffed, the young Lloyd was about to resign himself to going it alone when he spied a familiar face.

"KURIKO-SAN!"

The quiet girl seemed to freeze in mid-step at the sound of Ichigo's voice. Before she could order her Natu companion to Teleport her away, Ichigo had already gotten to her. "Just the person I was looking for. As everyone else has seemed to have paired off for this test, I was hoping perhaps you would do me the honor of accompanying me through the forest for the test?"

She mumbled something about the Pokemon Center and a 'night shift'.

"Nonsense! It is a student's duty to participate in school events such as this!" Deciding to take a somewhat more forceful approach, Ichigo grabbed Kuriko's wrist firmly in hand and began tugging her towards the forest. "Now come along!" He called over his shoulder as he pulled Kuriko along. "It would probably be better if we split up. Itsuki, Agni, and Dan come with me while you three head back to the campsite! We'll be back in an hour!"

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Yes, I realize I'm quite late. Yes the post probably isn' up to par. But still I'm here and alive - NOW NO TALKING OF DRILLS UNLESS ITS ME!

[The_Missing_Link]

Andy - Kuro - Battling
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Looking straight at the fire, I was too absorbed by the flickering flames to notice someone sit next to me. Only after I sneezed did they speak up.

"Hey, are you looking for a partner?"

I turned my head and looked at the guy in surprise. He had a smile on his face but the thing that caught me was that he was the guy that got into the fight with the breeding camp coordinator and was hauled away. He also made it public that he didn't like battlers.

I smiled. This would be interesting.

"I am, actually. Do you want to do the test together?"

He nodded happily and we both got up to walk into the forest. With Isis by my side, I pulled out a flashlight while he released a Pikachu.

"This is Denise," he said as the Pikachu chirped her name. "And I'm Hiroshi Nagasaki."

I pointed at the Froslass floating around Hiroshi. "That's Isis and I'm Andrea Greenwood but you can call me Andy."

After the pleasantries, we walked in silence for the next few minutes as we tried to make our way through the brush. It was dense and made for slow going but luckily, we hadn't encountered anything yet. All that time though, Isis continued to float around Hiroshi, calling out her name in glee.

"Your Froslass is...interesting," he said slowly as he tried not to follow the ice/ghost Pokemon's movements for fear of getting dizzy.

"Yeah, she can be a bit of a spazz but she's a totally different Pokemon in the arena."

Hiroshi stopped in the middle of a bush and stared at me.

"Oh, you're a contest coordinator?" he asked, his voice noticeably strained.

I stared at him with a passive look but inside, I was smirking. "No, I'm a battler. Why do you ask?"

He gave a low, audible growl and backed away a step.

"Out of all the people to pair up with, I got stuck with a battler. How despicable."

"How so?" I asked calmly. "What did I do to make you angry?"

"You battlers are all the same!" he barked. "You torture Pokemon and when you win battles, you take all of the fame and glory while your Pokemon suffer from needless battling. All you do is treat them like slaves!"

An eyebrow twitched in annoyance but Isis expressed my feelings better by punching Hiroshi with an icy fist and floating back to my side. He cried out as frost settled on his arm but it wasn't severe enough to cause any damage.

"It seems like Isis took offense to your gross generalization," I replied as he gave me a cold stare and tried to smother the coldness with his clothing. "I don't think she would have done it if she agreed with you.

"Look, I don't know what brought on your hatred of battlers and I'm sure it wasn't a good experience but to be blunt, you're wrong. You're certainly right about some battlers; they're cruel, annoying bastards who don't give a crap about their Pokemon and enjoy fame and fortune rather than spending quality time with them but the vast majority are not them. I'm not. I love my Pokemon with all my heart and would do anything for them to make sure that they were happy. When I know they can't go on in battle anymore, I recall them. If I know that they don't enjoy battling anyone, they don't battle. I train with them everyday and feel the pain and triumph that they feel. Ask them yourself if you're interested since it seems that you've never gotten an opinion from the Pokemon of a trainer before."

Hiroshi just glowered as I took four Pokeballs off my belt and released the rest of my Pokemon. Not having been privy to the conversation, the Charizard, Kirlia, Buizel, and Hitmonlee were understandably confused as they stood in a thick forest between their trainer and an angry foreign guy with a puzzled Pikachu.

"You guys, Hiroshi wants to ask you a few questions. I want you to answer him honestly. Please don't lie."

They stared at Hiroshi while he did the same thing, his face impassive.

"Go on, ask them anything," I urged Hiroshi on.

He gave me another glare but then sighed.

"Do you like to battle?" he asked plaintively.

One by one, they looked back at me but my head was down and eyes closed. They looked back at him and nodded.

"Has she ever forced you to continue battling when she knew you were done?"

No.

"Does she physically train with you?"

Yes.

"Would she protect you from harm?"

Yes.

He let out an exasperated sigh but asked one more question.

"Has she ever treated you cruelly?"

Everyone shook their heads except Drake. He hesitated but slowly nodded.

"Looks like I was right about you," Hiroshi said smugly. "Your Charizard said you were cruel to him."

I looked up and rolled my eyes at the Charizard. I walked over to his tail and lifted it up to show him a tail flame encased in a glass globe.

I looked up at him. "Drake, is this what you're talking about?"

He turned his head away and snorted out smoke but nodded briefly.

"He loathes this thing," I explained to Hiroshi as I let Drake's tail drop. "It allows him to swim and keeps him from accidentally burning down houses or hurting people."

I looked at Hiroshi and made a sweeping motion with my hands.

"Well there you have it. From your lack of reaction, it appears that my Pokemon love me, I love them and I treat them right. I can't make you change the way you feel about us but at least you know that you were wrong about me. Now, do you want to finish the courage test with me or would you rather go at it alone?"

[Emotional Faun Chiko-sai]

*puts cheesegrater away* I shall make all the references to drills that I bloody well want.. :p

Namie Lloyd
Stepping Out

The following reproduction of a conversation between Miss Namie Lloyd and Miss Kuriko Shiamari (with third-party additions) took place shortly before they were hauled off in opposite directions to participate in the Courage Test by their respective partners.

Miss Namie Lloyd was wearing an airy linen sundress that was singularly unsuited for exploration of haunted forests and/or shrines but was nonetheless exquisite in cut and fabric and definitively a perennial establishment in the annals of fashionistas everywhere. Miss Kuriko Shiamari had on the uniform popularized in Pokemon Centers worldwide by the army of Nurse Joys manning the counters in said centers: a pink confection of a dress, with matching white apron and cap; she had however managed to get out of twisting her hair into twin loops.

"...told you he was stupid."

"Ah yes, but how was I to know that dear cousin Ichi had actually achieved that particular degree of positively, insufferably, regal oikness?"

"How you can say that and smile at the same time is something I must eventually perform research on should the opportunity arise."

"Oh I am very sure his heart is in the right place. Even if his brain isn't. There now, Kuriko-chan, you spoke properly for a whole sentence! Remember to do the same to your partner for the courage test later!"

"Not going."

"Isn't it compulsory?"

"Night shift at Pokemon Center."

"I seem to recall hearing something about you not being required to turn up for work because the influx of freshmen that you were supposed to help handle are, in fact, going to be taking part in this courage test that is compulsory."

"...Don't have a partner."

"Have you considered dear cousin Ichi?"

"You're supposed to take care of him. You be his partner."

"But I promised Aubrey over the phone. Please, just for me?"

"...No."

"Hmmm. I see dear cousin Ichi approaching. ETA: about ten seconds."

"...!!!"

"Five seconds, now. There you are, Aubrey, love!"

"Dahling! When they said we had to have someone of the opposite sex as our partner for this test the first one I thought of was you! We shall do this together the only way - elegantly. Hop on Briar, dahling, he'll get us there quick enough."

"Kuriko-chaa~an, watch dear cousin Ichi for me, thank you in advance~"

"..........................."

"KURIKO-SAN!"

With the departure of Miss Namie Lloyd, the record ends here.

SORRY WURZ D: my brain died at the last minute..

[EngiMatikul]

Catching up, so when I do the Courage Test post it will look stupidly and embarassingly short. And because no one did the lunch scene and combine it.

Kuriko
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Kuriko stared down at the sandwich Rywen had given her. She was unsure of what to do... to trust... this stupid guy to potentially poison her with whatever he made? She continued to stare at the sandwich while the others happily ate the little snacks without without much concern at all. Suddenly, something completely unexpected happened: Nitres got off her shoulder and took the entire sandwich into her mouth.
"Ni...tres?" Kuriko looked on with some astonishment. Nitres almost never acts upon anything, even when she gives him his meal. Consequently, the only conclusion she could think up was...
"Ah, did your little bird take your sandwich?" Rywen smiled amiably while handing Kuriko another sandwich. The Natu was now on the ground, flicking the sandwich around attempting to eat up everything he could out of the sandwich he stole from his trainer. Kuriko looked down on her new sandwich. She was left with no choice...
It's good, was the first surprising thought that came to her mind. She never had anything like it before, it was amazing. It was now that she noticed that everyone that had come in contact with the sandwich enjoyed it immensely. Rywen glanced at her, and Kuriko quickly hid her face and finished off her sandwich. Rywen just smiled.
"Don't get full yet, once we get back to the dorms I must delight Ichigo-kun with the exquisite pleasures of the BBQ!! Of course, you and your friend must come as well."
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<here we insert everything PJBW says in his BBQ post>
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A short while after the BBQ, Kuriko quickly dressed up and arrived at the pokemon center. She remembered that the first time she began working the nurse in charge didn't approve of how she treated customers, so she learned, naturally, to become a better medical assistant by altering her personality. For reasons her pokemon, including Nitres, do not understand, Kuriko can somehow turn from the softspoken loner to the amiable caretaker in a matter of seconds.

"Hiiii there! Welcome to the Pokemon Center! Awww, is that your Whismur? It seems to have a slight cold, I'll get it treated right away! Stay put now! ~<3"

...It's truly a mystery.
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Apparently by the time she was finished and had her first break, dinner was already over at the Anka dorms. Admittedly, she was slightly disappointed, but Rywen, upon seeing her arrival graciously gave her a few more leftover sandwiches from lunchtime. Kuriko took them, reluctantly, though in all honesty she was incredibly thankful for the delightful morsels. After she took them and made sure no one was in sight, she quickly ran off without going back to her room and out, headed towards the pokemon center.

...Or at least, that's what she thought.

"Kuriko-chan!!! Kawaii desu ne,* that outfit!! Going to get the guys to go after you in the Courage test?"

"...the what?"
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<insert Chiko Sai, then PJBW's post, connection in timeline finished>

*How Cute

[Roy Karrde]

Akira Hamilton
~*~*~*~*~ Rescued? ~*~*~*~*~

The walk back to the beginning of the start line seemed to be just as tense, I would jump at every noise, wondering if Chris was coming back to strike. Not only though was I jumpy, yet the guy that seemingly rescued me did seem to have his own anger problem. Yet what could I do? Besides all I wanted to do was for this day to end. “This school does seem to have its fill of unique people.” I remarked, stepping around a bush, grabbing a granola bar from my backpack and munching down on the particularly stale taste.

My words still rang in my head as we walked; I called him a hero and the rest of that? Everything happened so fast that I was just blurting stuff out. “I guess you could say that, the starting point should be somewhere around…” He swatted some branches away as we continued on the path. I took another bite of the bar when he stopped, wiping the sweat from his brow. “I’m not sure if we are heading the right way now or not, it should be here.” He sighed.

We sat in silence for a few minutes before he finally spoke up. “So where are you from?” He finally asked.

I stretched out for a minute, swallowing the last bits of bar. “Well I grew up in Hearthrone City.” I explained, telling him about the last few years how my parents hopped around Hoenn after leaving Hearthrone where my love of contests started, and then from Hoenn to Viridian. “And here I am.” I shrugged, the story ending abruptly with an exclamation mark placed on it by the rumbling of bushes to the left of us.

“Think that could be..” I backed up, a bit in shock and surprise until a very familiar face poked his way out.

“Am I interrupting something?” Shaan asked as I breathed in a long sign of relief, he glanced between us as I let some of the stress drain away from my body. “C’mon the camp is back this way.”

Short post but meh not much to work with.

[Weasel Overlord]

Aubrey Loosestrife
butterfly
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There really was only one way to complete this blasé test of courage and that was astride a magnificent Arcanine, gliding through the woods in complete and unutterable style as only Aubrey could manage with such little effort.

The wind blew their hair back and branches tangled at their faces, but for once Aubrey didn’t care. As always, the simple act of riding on Briar’s broad back elated him to such a degree that everything else around him paled in comparison. The Arcanine’s gait was long and nary a stride was out of place; so much so that riding him felt like you were flying across the land. But then, that was the famed agility and speed of the great dog Pokémon.

Even though they had all been warned of the dangers of wild Pokémon wandering the forests, there didn’t seem to be many around at all. Maybe they were all asleep or something.

Aubrey leant back to call over the noise of the wind.

“No Pokémon around dahling! I think that those older students were just trying to worry us a bit. I’m glad, really. I’d hate to have to make Briar fight for us, and I’m not sure whether Celandine would be able to manage it either. He’s a bit of a-” Aubrey was cut off by a branch smacking him in the face with a loud twang that sounded somewhat like a snigger.

He snapped his head back forward again, slowing Briar down with a hand tightening on his mane. Leaping off gracefully, he glared around at the trees, eyes narrowed.

“Okay, who branched me? Trees just don’t snigger dahlings, you should have been more careful!” Namie jumped down to stand at his side, looking slightly worried as Celandine hovered to her left.

A pair of tall, well, things materialised from between the trees. One of them was clad in what appeared to be a long white sheet, with a pair of holes cut in for eyes, and the other was wearing a set of fake fingers, each one tipped with a viciously curved, garishly red fingernail-claw type thing, a pair of striped tights, pointed shoes and a long, straggly wig through which a pimply face was only just visible.

Namie sighed as the white-clad one waved its arms around in a vaguely menacing way.

“Woo.” It said. Namie shook her head in resignation.

“Woo? Is that all you could come up with? You are the most pathetic excuse for a ghost I have ever seen. Ever. They don’t actually say ‘woo’ you know. Nor are they often seen waving their arms around in a way that is certainly not threatening, whilst clad in what is obviously a cast-off sheet with eye holes cut in. And as for your despicable branching of my dear friend Aubrey, well! It’s just not very nice. Next time, you should come up with a more subtle way of scaring people, if you’re going to even bother. And next time, do not branch the poor firsties in the face, possibly ruining an otherwise perfect complexion!”

Aubrey looked aghast as he felt his face with a careful hand. Shaking a little, he drew slightly-damp fingers to his eyes to examine them.

“Blood!” He said. Though his hands shook slightly, his voice was the epitome of calm. “You made my face bloody.” He glared at the second one, who seemed to be going for some sort of witch effect. “You made my face bloody. What happens if it scars? Oh lord...” He broke off with a wince before clenching his fist.

Striding the few steps between the pairs, Aubrey pulled back his hand and gave witchy a resounding slap around the face. Turning on his heels, Aubrey stalked back over to Briar with a grin at Namie.

“I don’t think it’ll scar Aubrey love.” She said.

“You don’t think so? Oh dahling, I just couldn’t bear it if my face was scarred.” He turned to glare at the subdued duo, one hand on his hip as he gesticulated. “And you two, your fashion sense, really! You,” He pointed at witchy. “Need better hair. That wig is frankly dire dahling! How do you expect to scare anyone with such second-rate paraphernalia? Your nails need a good manicuring, if you file them well enough, you could achieve a nice point which would be much more threatening than those ugly things you’re sporting now. And just don’t get me started on your face, dahling! A good cream should sort out those warts, I’d say, and please, dahling, just change those tights. If you must have tights, at least go for a more tasteful fifty denier. Sheer, I’d say, with your complexion, and I think a fleshy colour would suit the most, how about you, Namie dahling?”

“Well love, I’d start with ghosty here, and suggest that if you want to instil any kind of terror, you simply have to get yourself some chains. Maybe even a ball attached too, for proper clanking, you know. Maybe add a bit of blood around the neck and the eyes, and please, work on that wail! Ghosts simply do not say woo, love. You want to go for a more bloodcurdling scream, I’d say, perhaps with a bit of chain rattling and ending with a lovely dismembered sigh. Now that would be scary. Then you’d really be cooking with charcoal.”

“Wonderful advice, Namie dahling! Simply splendid! I couldn’t have put it better myself, in fact!” Aubrey smiled. “And now. Ghosty and witchy, dahlings, get out of our way so that we can finish our trial.” He gestured haughtily as the pair scrambled away. “Imagine the cheek of it! Branching me in the face! Me!”

“Oh, I know love.” Namie exclaimed as she climbed back onto Briar to her place behind Aubrey.

“Onwards, Briar dahling! We have a shrine to conquer! But Mie dahling, do you really think that it won’t scar?” Aubrey looked anxious as Briar sprang into his graceful lope.

Namie patted him on the shoulder comfortingly. “No love, I really don’t think it’ll scar. There’s hardly any blood, after all.”

Aubrey smiled. “You’re right dahling. But hey, don’t you think it’s strange that we haven’t come across anyone yet? I mean, everyone’s doing this trial of courage, but we’ve not seen anyone else in this forest at all. It must be huge!”

“I heard that it was a massive place. The shrine’s apparently not far out after the forest though, so we’re doing alright, I reckon. Considering how fast Briar runs, we should be there in no time, love.”

“Briar does run especially fast, even for an Arcanine, I’ve always thought. But hey, what’s that?” Aubrey pointed through the underbrush at a flash of red and black. Slowing Briar, he turned to Namie.

“Maybe that’s one of the other pairs. Celandine? Would you go have a look for us, dahling?” Celandine cheeped in affirmation and glided off through the trees as Aubrey and Namie dismounted from Briar once more.

Another cheep and a trill told Aubrey that the coast was clear, and he pushed his way through the trees to find a rather short girl dressed in red and black stripes, and a boy who looked the same age, carrying a Pidgey on his shoulder.

The girl smiled at Aubrey, raising her hand in greeting.

“Hey! Are you on the Courage Test too? I guess you are, that’s a kinda obvious question, eh? My name’s Kristy Mizushima, who are you two?”

“Why, I am Aubrey Loosestrife, dahling, contest coordinator extraordinaire, and this is my esteemed observationist, Namie Lloyd. Standing behind us is the wonderful Briar, and cheeping around my head is the gloriously golden Celandine, contest champions both. And we were only just saying how odd it was that we hadn’t come across anyone else in this vast forest, and then here you are! What coincidence dahling!”

[Crazy Elf Boy]

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*~*Running the gauntlet*~*~

The forest was dyed a creepy dark green covered in thick vines with big gnarly roots coming from the bottoms of the trees. Many night loving pokemon now infested the forest filling it with their omnious calls.

I scouted around area, then drew out a map. Running my finger across the map I tried to pinpoint our location.

"Ah, we should be somewhere around here" I exclaimed "So that means we go in this direction"

Ienzo and I continued to walk down that path.

"Ummm" he clamered

"Yes?"

"You don't think there are any real ghosts in this wood?"

"Pfft no, thats all just a big conspiracy to scare the freshman"

Ienzo let out a sigh of relief "Thats good to know, anyway if a ghost did jump they probably be scared of you"

I tried to repress my anger at this statement, I knew he meant well the delivery could have just been better.

We continued to clear a path through the desolate forest, though I could't shake the feeling we were being watched. I heard a twig crackle from up in the trees. Ienzo heard it to and started to cower.

"Get up" I said "Its nothing"

"But it might be a g..g....g...ghost"

"Fine I will check it out for you, Kitsune give us a Foresight"

The tiny blue fox jumped down from my shoulder his eyes glowed a bright red scanning the area.

"Rio....lu" he said pointing to a near by tree.

"Ok, lets just see what this ghost actually is" I grabbed another pokeball from my belt "Go Steel Ryu"

A flash of red light appeared and a giant steel clad pokemon materialsed form it.

"Ryu can you go see what is up that tree"

The monstrosity moved towards the tree, grabbed onto it and gave a big shake. Two white bed sheet clad figures fell to the ground. They had little lanterns and long fake fingernails.

"What the hell are you guys doing here?" I screamed

"uh....we were just leaving" and with that they dashed through the forest back to its entrance.

I smiled and turned towards Ienzo "See no ghosts, just stupid people"

He gathered up a smile back, we continued through the dark forest when we finally reached the shrine. It was a giant ornate memorial to the guardian of the forest. On the platform there were several Mew dolls lined up in a row all on pedastalls.

"Yes" Ienzo beamed "We made it"

He walked over to the closesy doll and was about to pick it up when he had a thought.

"You think these might be booby trapped?"

"Ummm I don't know" I replied

"You know from like all those old Indiana Jones movies, when you steal a treasure there is always a booby trap. Just pass me something heavy and disposable form your bag"

I reached into my Big Bag of Berries till I protruded out a Large Watmel berry

"Will this do?" I asked

"Yeh I suppose" He took the berry in one hand and ready to snatch the mew doll with the other. Tiny sweat beads ran down his face as he juggled the berry up and down, suddenly with a quick flash of hands the berry was on the pedastal and the mew doll in his hands.

"Wow thats amazing" I exclaimed

"Come one" he said "Lets continue"

We started to walk back to the entrance but decided to have a quick stop in a clearing.

"You must all be starving" I asked

Everyone nodded in agreement, I opened my Big Bag of Berries again. This time pulling out several small Pecha berries, I handed them out to everyone and the started to chow down on them.

"Well this is easy isn't it?" said Ienzo

"Yeh, but something doesn't seem right"

Millions of red dots appered around us, giving of a uncertain aura.

"Pfft probably more seniors trying to scare us" Ienzo exclaimed.

"Ummm, actually this time I dont think its them. These ones might be real" I clammered

"So should we fight them?"

"I don't think we have a choice"

[Dark-San]

Chapter 6 – Courage Test? A hoax or the truth?

"Well there you have it. From your lack of reaction, it appears that my Pokemon love me, I love them and I treat them right. I can't make you change the way you feel about us but at least you know that you were wrong about me. Now, do you want to finish the courage test with me or would you rather go at it alone?"

“You must have brainwash them. It is just absurd that any Pokemon just want go under hellfire. I’ve know that you should have heard of this story some long ten years ago. It was famous story about a trainer fallen from grace. Alfred Hitchaman, a former well known battler that probably defeated the best that the Pokemon world had to offered. Even the great dragon trainer, Lance, acknowledge his power.

However after an apparent loss to another trainer, he couldn’t accept this fact and became a drunken loser. What happen to his Pokemons? Apparently abused at since they couldn’t get him the victory he wanted. He later died from alcohol intoxication and his Pokemons soon followed him to their grave from heartbreak and physical wounds.

His Pokemons has got him his world number one battler’s status and his fame. However what had Alfred given back to his Pokemons? Nothing but pain and suffering.”

“Stop slandering, Alfred. Half of the elderly people residing in my hometown treated him as their idol. He is like a hero to them.”

Still feeling the numbness from the chill punch on my arm, I repeatedly try to shake off that uneasy feeling before continuing onto my story.

“Hero? That fellow is nothing but the greatest loser in history. I was there to witness everything. The repeated abuse he laid on his Pokemons and the subsequently beatings they have to undertaken.

Even his family wouldn’t spared from his abuses too.”

The tension between Andy and me was clearly evident. At one corner with Denise, I was nursing the bruised arm and in the other corner is a furious Andy at some weird breeding degree student who is sprouting out nonsense.

“What do you know about the family? The newspapers back then didn’t reported much on them.”

She retorted with much gust. With her hands on her hips, the demanding lady was expecting a logical explanation.

“Of course I know everything inside out regarding Alfred’s private life. His family consists of his wife and his stepson.

I am THAT STEPSON!”

The only sudden burst of confession shocks Andy upon to the point, which she seem to retreat a few steps back.

“And if you don’t mind, I am going off to get that mew plushie from the shrine by myself.”

Insisting on an end to the endless argument, I hastened my steps further into the forest shrine- ward leaving a dazed Andy behind.

“Wait… wait a minute.”

She quickens her steps, trying to catch up with my walking pace.

To her, I may seem like some idiotic breeding student who just sprouts nonsense about battlers. I was there when my step dad whips his Nidoking to the point where the physical amour it possess shows sign of cracks, endless punches to my mom resulting in her losing her sanity and the burn mark scars behind my back.

With that terrifying thought, I grip onto my shoulders tightly, trying to forget that incident.

Whether she believes it as a hoax or truth, it doesn’t matter to me anymore. I am a true survivor of life and I certainly don’t need some courage test to prove it.

------------- Act 13: To the rescue-------------

“Help!”

A cry went over from a not far distance away from where Andy and me were located.

“Someone needs our assistance, we better hurry there.”

Andy explained before rushing over to the direction.

“What on earth is she doing? We are just a few meters away from clinching that mew plushie.”

Without much thought put into my actions, I soon followed up on her. To our absolute shock, we were confronted and surrounded by not just one but a whole batch of Ghost types.

Looks like the saviors got themselves into the same pinch with the people that they are supposed to save.

“ Lets just pray, we can get out of here alive right, Kuro-chan”

Kuro-chan referring to the proud lady that Alan and me had met over at the Forest Observation lesson.

“Go Tsubasa!”

“Go Sora!”

“Go Denise!”

Summoning my pokemons sitemanteously, the four of us got into a battle royale with the ghostly residents of the battler’s forest.

------------- Act 14: Mysterious savior-------------

“Sora, lets deal with it with a Thunderbolt.”

“Denise, deal the Gengar on Andy’s left with an Iron Tail.”

“Tsubasa, put up a Lightscreen to secure the defense from our back.”

We are already at our wit’s end. An hour and a half of hard battling with my Pokemons, our energy clearly being sapped away by the sheer numbers of the Ghost Types.

Denise was tired out and for a moment lost concentration and she collapsed onto the ground.

“Denise!”

I yelled before rushing to her direction.

A wild Haunter took the opportunity and fired off a Night Shade onto the unconscious Pikachu.

I managed to get to her on time and shielding her with my back facing the Night Shade attack. The attack got to me and blew me off with me still holding onto Denise, tearing up my shirt from the back, exposing the cruel scars, which I had kept it hidden from public view ever since I vouched to start life anew.

The few members left were clearly exhausted while still putting up a losing battle against the unlimited numbers.

For a few seconds, we thought we were goners until a split second light flashes blinding us and after which we felt some immense Psychic energy coming from the source of that light that forces the Ghost types to flee.

This cat-like Pokemon looks familiar, is it the forest guardian? Mew?

For a while I caught a glimpse of the legendary before passing out.

~Some half an hour later~

The next moment I knew was when a concerned Alan stood besides me.

“Where are the rest of the members, Alan?”

“You mean the other three students? They are safe and sound though they had some injures to deal with.”

“Looks like I failed the courage test.”

I laughed a little before the thought of Denise struck my mind.

“Denise? Is she alright? How about Tsubasa and Sora?”

“Your Pokemons are all alright, Hiroshi. Denise is in the Pokemon Centre A&E ward back at the campus, still in intensive care. Tsubasa and Sora are beside you all the time.”

As he mentioned it, the two Dragonairs circled me and gave out some whining noises, attempting to express their concerns to me.

“Silly guys, I will be back and battling fit in no time tomorrow.”

Alan then began to rattle off some random instructions to the other students while my mind drifted elsewhere.

Was it really Mew out there or is it my imagination?

------------- Act 15: Student Council’s decision-------------

“We are canceling the courage test, some of the students got attacked by a wild bunch of Ghost Pokemons and they ended up with injures. I wanted all student council members to quickly evacuate the students back to their respective campsite. We are sealing off the shrine area.”

Ayako Oishi gave off some final instructions before she ordered a total retreat.

This is funny, normally the Ghost Types that resides in this forest are not that fierce, they do not attack the people to goes through the forest unless they are provoked. But then attacking in massive numbers, this is the first time I’ve heard of it.

Standing there at one corner, deep in her thoughts. She looked up at one of the fellow student council member before instructing him.

“Get me, Chris. I need to talk to him…”

Points to note:

1) Alfred Hitchaman is a world- renowned battler a decade ago before he fallen from grace due to his loss to another trainer. The loss leaded to his abusive behavior to his Pokemons and family members before leading to his downfall. Hiroshi is his stepson. The young Hiroshi saw what his battler step dad had done to his Pokemons and that probably explains his deep hate for those in the battling degree or battlers in general.

2) Scars behind the back of Hiroshi were the evidences of the tormenting abuse that he undergo when he was twelve and still residing with his parents. Hiroshi had always wanted to hide them from others and vouched to start life anew after separation from his mom a few years ago.

3) The flash of light came from Mew. It used its Psychic attack and saved the four trainers from apparent doom after they were bombarded with wild Ghost Types.

4) Tags Rebecca, Mystic Clown, darktyranitar and Crazy Elf Boy – It’s your turn now.

5) Next Chapter: Whirl Islands

[Shadow Djinn]

Time to make up a female NPC...


Cosmo Cariso - Battling - Midori
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As he continued to recline against a sturdy tree, Cosmo's eyes were lazily watching pairs form over the brief time period they were given. The time passed slowly for the lax trainer, with Zangetsu resting idly on one of the branches. Footsteps roused him from his brief reverie, and his eyes met with a girl of short stature, her hair a dark auburn. Piercing eyes met his own before she turned away.

"Can I help you?" He said evenly.

She hesitated, averting her eyes for several moments before she sighed, looking up one more.

"I need a partner," she said briefly. "And I'm guessing you don't have one?"

"I don't," Cosmo said, rising from his lazy position. He raised one of the pokeballs on his belt, aiming it instinctively at Zangetsu. The Sneasel morphed into crimson light, whisking into his confines willingly.

"So what is your name?" The girl continued. She produced a band from her jeans, raising it to her hair as another hand skillfully tied it into a ponytail, securing the hairstyle with the band. Her shirt resonated with the night, a dark black, a beaded necklace strung around her neck, with six pokeballs secured onto it by odd fasteners.

"Cosmo Cariso." The boy replied.

"Like the company," she frowned.

"Not anymore," the teenager replied.

"Well I'm Syrana," the girl shrugged.

"We should get going," Cosmo muttered, glancing at the pairs, who were now dispersing into the forest.

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"I don't like this place." Syrana muttered, brushing away an array of thick undergrowth.

"Nor do I, deal with it." Cosmo replied airily.

"How long have we been in here?" Syrana questioned, her eyes attempting to break through the darkness.

"A while." Cosmo paused by a tree, grimacing as he felt the fatigue of his sore feet. "But let's keep going."

"Wait." Syrana replied raptly, her eyes becoming more alert.

A grim cackle pierced the foresty surroundings, and Cosmo was upright once more, palming two pokeballs in his hand.

A violet specter burst from the wood, his jagged form contorting as clawed palms created an indigo sphere of darkness, his manic laughter still echoing throughout the trees.

"Rutler!" Syrana roared, detaching a pokeball from her necklace. She hurled it forward, and a dark form burst from the sphere, golden rings lining his furry black coat. Two ringed ears perked up as the Umbreon eyed his opponent.

"Shadow Ball, Faint Attack." Syrana snapped.

Umbreon fired a projectile that deflected the poltergist's own attack; the Umbreon then dissapeared into the night, reappearing behind the rogue Haunter, his fangs sinking into the ectoplasmic form. Hissing in discontent, the Haunter threw the Dark pokemon off him before quickly retreating from whence it came.

"That was fast," Cosmo sighed, reclipping his pokeballs to his ragged belt.

"That was odd," Syrana muttered. "Not very usual behavior for inhabitants of this region..."

Suddenly Rutler the Umbreon was helplessly thrown against a tree trunk as a cloaked Pokemon glided forward, cackling as he seized the Dark Pokemon. His mouth was replaced with a zipper, his eyes gleaming with malice, ears dripping sullenly behind his puppet-like form.

"Banette!" Syrana identified quickly. "Rutler, same attacks!"

"Zangetsu, Ice Punch." Cosmo roared, sending Sneasel's pokeball into the air.

The weasel Pokemon burst from his confines, claws pulsing with an icy glow as he raked them across the ghost, who hissed in pain, backing away hesitantly.

Rutler regained his footing, violet projectiles tearing from his paws before he faded into the increasing darkness.

Banette fired bolts of indigo at both of his opponents; both Dark pokemon managed to skillfully avoid them before retaliating with their own choices of techniques. Zangetsu somersaulted into the air, preparing to dig his claws into the Banette once more, only to be sent flying by a wicked jet of darkness, hissing annoyedly as it bit into his side. Several spiked forms emerged from the trees, and Syrana rapidly identified them as Haunters and Gengars. Their eyes possessed the same malice that the wounded Banette had, and they struck Zangetsu and Rutler with renewed vigor, lashing them with an assortment of blows before the trainers were forced to recall them.

"Cyrus, Dark Pulse!"

As the ghost pokemon advanced, a flurry of streamlined, jagged arrows of dark energy sallied forward, ripping through the ghost pokemon as a marine blue form burst into the clearing, spikes protuding from the back of his hands and chest. Black streaks lined his fur, his eyes a beady red, though in a friendly manner. He was joined by his trainer, who was wearing a dark overcoat, directing the Lucario in sending the ghost pokemon in a full fledged retreat.

"I'm with the commitee," the trainer said briskly, his heavy breathing evident, serving as a testament to his fatigue.

"You're to go back. The Shrine is now off limits."

"Why?" Syrana questioned forcibly, always curious.

"Accidents, and what not." The trainer replied irritably. "Let's go."

Cosmo quickly joined the committee trainer, with Syrana reluctantly following, their eyes roving the wood cautiously.

What seemed like eternity passed before they finally were free from the dreary confines of the forest, their mental states shaky from the encounter with the vicious ghost pokemon.

"Are you all ok?" The committee trainer said, glancing at the freshmen.

"Yea," Syrana muttered.

"Stay around here," the trainer snapped. "Don't stray away unless you want to be dead."

With that, the overcoat-clad trainer dissapeared into the growing congregation.

"That was just weird," Syrana muttered, turning to face Cosmo. The lax boy shrugged.

"I suppose the test is cancelled," he noted. "And that means we part ways."

Attempting to mask her reluctance, Syrana nodded meekly.

Waving a hand in farewell, Cosmo disappeared into the congregation as well, his fear masked by a casual look placated on his face.

[Hyperness is a Good Thing]

Ok, high time I posted…was sort of waiting for Bulba lol…
And now you cancel the Test of Courage? *wails*
This will be a nice filler post about how we get dragged out of the forest.
So by “respective campsites”, you mean the different degrees will be dragged to their campsites where they’ll have to spend the night right?

Sorry for the uninspired post. >.>

~Aislin Vadasy ~

She wasn’t sure how it ended up like this, her and Rywen alone in the dark forest. She hadn’t really paid attention, and somehow they’d partnered up. She shrugged, trudging after him, unbothered by the darkness and tall trees and whatnot around her. Having being brought up in a safe, happy and comfortable environment all her life where nothing hurt or scared her, she had no fear of creeps, ghouls and whatever else.

“I think we’re lost,” Rywen muttered, looking around at her.

“Oh?” she said, a little blankly. “Well, nothing we can do about that. What about the seniors?”

“Seniors?”

“All the shows I’ve ever watched that had ‘Tests Of Courage’ involved some people dressing up in weird costumes in attempts to scare the wits out of the participants?”

“You’re suggesting that we-”

“Find one of them and ask for directions."

“Are you sure about that?” he asked, looking rather sceptical.

She was about to reply but was interrupted by rustling noise nearby, followed by a body hurtling out of the bushes in front of them.

A tall boy, who was followed by a Kadabra quickly grabbed hold of her and Rywen’s wrists. He nodded at the Pokemon, and with a rather sickening lurch, the scenery around her melted away, and when her head had stopped spinning, she found herself back at the campsite they had started from, still with the boy holding on and Rywen beside her.

“Return to your campsites immediately,” he ordered them tersely, before disappearing again.

She and Rywen stared at the empty spot that he had recently occupied, and then at each other.

“What was that about?” she wondered aloud.

“Your guess is about as good as mine,” he replied, looking puzzled.

“Well. Thank you for the lunch and all. It was nice meeting you,” she mumbled, her mind already occupied with other things. With a small smile for him, she turned around and walked off, heading for the Contest Degree campsite that had been pointed out to her earlier. Vaguely, she wondered if Aubrey was already there, and then her mind turned to other matters.

This was all rather puzzling, this University, what with its stories of the grudges between the faculties and nonsense like that. It seemed illogical and rather childish of everyone involved. Now, a sudden cancellation of a freshman event, and everyone herded to their camps.

"Stupid," she sighed, as she walked. Thinking of the newsletter business the chairman had mentioned, again, her feelings moved her to declare, "Stupid." That was all she could think of throughout his speech. It was so clearly mismanaged, all these events. She wondered who was the editor who had let that article through, and all the assaulting and bullying and distrust that had come up after that. It was all just so...stupid.

Getting more irritated as she walked, she was seething by the time she reached the camp. Seeing no one else around, she sat down glumly, waiting for her other yearmates to arrive.

"This is the pits," she thought to herself, releasing Cho-cho. "This place is crap," she told the Houndoom, who whined a little, moving closer towards her, nuzzling her face. It didn't change anything but it did make her feel better.

"Thanks," she said, smiling a little.

[darktyranitar]

Alan Bradley
Giving up the ghost

“Hold… on…” I gasped, catching on into Naomi, who was bounding energetically in front of me. Overhead, my Magneton continued to float pass me, humming as it does so.

“I think we’re almost there!” she pointed towards the shrine a few feet in front of us.

I looked up at Magneton, who slowly floated back towards me, before zooming off – apparently taunting me. “Yeah, yeah. Just because you don’t have to walk…” I murmured, sitting my back towards a tree trunk.

I was about to sit down when I felt something rushing towards me. I looked towards where it was coming from, and my eyes were blinded by a burst of bright light.

“…Magneton?” I dared to ask after the light slowly disappeared. The floating magnet replied with a metallic grunt to indicate where it was.

“Did you see that bright light?” I slowly opened my eyes, a bit dazed from the light. Magneton made a nodding gesture, and pointed towards a direction. We quickly went towards the said location, hoping that it was nothing too serious.

I was wrong. There were four trainers – Hiroshi, the proud lady that I recalled Hiroshi had made fun of – Lyzolda, if I remember correctly – and a male and a female trainer that I have no memory of encountering into before – appearing to be in a state of shock and fatigue. A few of their Pokemon stood besides them, all looking as tired as their trainers are.

“What’s going on here?” I asked. The female trainer then stood up, hoisting Hiroshi up by his arms –an unconscious Pikachu held in his arms. On second glance, I noticed that he was unconscious as well.

“We were attacked by a group of ghost Pokemon,” she explained. “And one of them,” she gestured to his back; only the smallest bit of cloth remaining on it. “Had hit him.”

“They were a lot of them! Hundreds, perhaps!” the boy said, waving his arm to indicate the size of ghost group. Lyzolda said nothing, but just grunted.

“Well, let me take him back,” I motioned to Hiroshi. “I’ll take care of him.”

“What are you going to do?” The girl asked as I carefully carried Hiroshi behind me.

“My Magneton can teleport us out of here.” At that moment, Naomi came into view, a Mew plushie in her hold.

“Uh… Naomi. No time to explain. Go and help the others, okay?” She was about to argue, but then gave a nod. “Alright, see you guys later,” I said, as I began to feel the teleport taking its effect.

A flash later, and we were in front of the breeding campsite. “Someone, please help us! My friend here and his Pokemon were attacked by a ghost Pokemon!” I cried towards one of the seniors there.

*****

Moments later, I was waiting for Hiroshi to rise up from his stupor. His two Dragonair peered down at him, occasionally circling around him – possibly from nervousness. I was nervous myself. I spend my time sitting down beside him, then standing up, before I sat down again. I then stood up, paced around the room, and then went back to stand beside him. He was moaning slightly, and he was slowly opening his eyes.

“Where are the rest of the members, Alan?” he spoke as soon as he woke up.

“You mean the other three students?” I sat down. “They are safe and sound. Although they had some injures to deal with.”

“Looks like I failed the courage test,” he said glumly. Then he gave a small laugh. I shrugged; I guess I failed it as well, because I had returned earlier before Naomi, even when she has already got the Mew plushie.

“Denise?” he said worriedly. “Is she alright? How about Tsubasa and Sora?”

“Your Pokemons are all alright, Hiroshi. Denise is in the Pokemon Centre A&E ward back at the campus, still in intensive care. Tsubasa and Sora,” I pointed towards the Dragonairs. “Are beside you all the time.”

The two Dragonairs to circle him, making some sort of whining sound. Hiroshi chuckled, patting them on their head. “Silly guys, I will be back and battling fit in no time by tomorrow.”

“Alright,” I got up and went to look for Naomi, hoping that she’s not too upset that I screwed up our chance to win the test.


Tag to classy.

[Crazy Elf Boy]

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~*~*You only get one*~*~

“Help” I shouted, my voice echoing across the forest hopefully reaching some ones ears to come to our rescue.

I heard the bushes rustling next to where we were standing.

“Oh please don’t be another ghost” Ienzo pleaded

The annoying boy from before pushed back the branches of the tress struggling to get to our rescue, I also noticed that he was dragging a girl with him as well.

“What the trouble?” Hiroshi asked

“Umm, well just look around you” I replied

He walked slightly backwards when realising the seriousness of t he situation that he had just gotten himself into.

“Okay, Go Denise, Tsubasa and Sora”

Three pokeballs flew up into the air and tiny red beams plummeted to the ground, in its wake were two beautiful slender dragons and a tiny yellow mouse.

“Ok guys lets go” Hiroshi shouted

“Well I might as well cut loose as well” I thought

I threw my other 4 pokeballs up into there air all releasing my Pokemon.

“Ok guys lets go get them”

They all made affirmative grunts and snarls as they started to charge up there attacks. Out of the corner of my eye I could see a ghost Pokemon about to get the better of Denise, about to call over Steel Ryu to assist I saw Hiroshi run towards and shield Denise from the attack. His back half of his shirt ripped off from the blast also knocking him back a few metres.

Suddenly there was a sense of calmness, a sort of tingling sensation running through my body. I could see the ghost Pokemon start to retreat as if they were scared of something, an abrupt flash of purple light clouded my vision of the marauding Pokemon.

I fell down onto my knees a wave of energy flooding my body, I looked around to see what had saved us but was just met with a cry “Myu……”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Roughly 10 seconds later~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My head was spinning after this incident, I stood up and shook it trying to regain full consciousness. I turned my head around to see Hiroshi lying on the ground, Ienzo and Hiroshi’s partner Andy seemed ok. I rushed over him, hoisting his body over my shoulder attempting to get him back to camp.

A figure appeared through the trees “Please don’t be another ghost” I whispered

“What’s going on here?” asked the figure, is Magneton floating behind him, just buzzed lazily.

“Uhh…we were attacked by ghost Pokemon” I replied “and on of them hit him” I added pointing down to the half naked unconscious Hiroshi.

“There were hundreds, maybe thousands” Ienzo said trying to exaggerate the situation.

“Well let me take him back” said the figure who I just realized to be Hiroshi’s friend Alan. “I will take care of him”

“What are you going to do with him?” I asked

“My Magneton can teleport us back”

I looked at the three flying balls of metal as they buzzed around his head, humming as they went. A sigh of anger passed my lips.

“Fine” I finally said

A small girl popped out from the bushes holding a Mew plushie just like the one in my bag.

“Uh..Naomi can you please go help the others” Alan asked

“Ok Magneton Teleport us back to the camp please” Alan whispered to his companion

A bright flash of light appeared before my eyes and the next thing we were all back at the breeding campsite.

“Someone, please help us! My friend here and his Pokemon were attacked by a ghost Pokemon!” Alan shouted as he ran down towards the seniors.

A medical team was rushed to the campsite immediately, they tried to inspect my minor wounds but I just shooed them away pointing to Denise who was the one who was actually in trouble.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~20 minutes Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I took a seat on the hard plastic yellow chairs on the Pokemon centre still mothering my wounds. A nurse in a pink uniform came out of the room were Denise was being held.

“Is she ok” I enquired

“Yes she will be” replied the nurse “She just needs a bit of rest”

Breathing a sigh of relief I sat back down on the bench holding the mew plushie in my hands remembering back to the incident in the forest. Was that really a Mew, if so why did it save us? All these questions ran through my mind as I started to feel my eyelids growing heavy. Until…….I……went ………….to……..sleep….

[Dark-San]

NPC – Chris Coleman

“Chris, you understood what I had discussed with you just now?”

I nodded as I stood besides Ayako listening to her endless commands.

“Good if you understand, let us commence on the plan to isolate the vegetation area around the shrine as soon as the students are out of there!”

Turning her attention to the other student council member she yelled,

“Are all of the freshmen accountable for?”

“Nope President, we still have a few students from both contest and battling and at least one more from breeding still unaccountable for!”

“Damn, this is so troublesome. We got to hurry and get them out of there. Intensified our search and increased the area covered by at least another 500 meters. They shouldn’t have gotten far!”

In all these frenzy, I took an unnoticeable slight evil grin. For I know the reason behind the ghostly attacks.

~ Some hours ago ~

“I need to get back at that punk!”

Randy stormed around the pitch and started to curse and swear.

“That brat! He broke my fucking arm and almost reveals my secret to the outgoing President. Now with my powers revoked, I am unable to do anything.”

“Now relax, Randy. You will get your revenge by tonight.”

“What do you mean by tonight?”

An inquisitive Randy began to become interested on how his revenge plan can be carried out. Patting onto the weird machine, I sneered at Randy.

“With this baby, you just would be able to do it. You remember the technology that Team Rocket use some years back ago to overtake Goldenrod City Radio Tower and control those Pokemons?”

“Hey nope, I’ve no idea on this.”

“Well that is what happen when you never read the news, Randy. This baby here allows us to send out frequencies to disrupt our little ghostly inhabitants residing in the forest. They will get provoked in a moment and would attack any trespassers in their way. And when they do start attacking, they do not stop even when you are dead. Those Pokemons would behave like insane animals that hadn’t eaten for weeks.”

I smiled and was pretty confident that my plan would work as I explained it.

“Perfect, that brat is dead for good!”

~ Back to the present time ~

At least, Akira and the arrogant dwarf would meet up with some trouble pretty soon enough. If I can't get what I want, I will destroy it.

Randy had already had his revenge with that brat in that useless state and now it is time for my turn.

“Chris, I am talking to you. Would you please don’t drift away in your little world would you?”

Ayako cuts me off from my thoughts again.

“Oh, I’m sorry Sempai. Please repeat it again!”

~ Meanwhile ~

Meanwhile, Randy was with a bunch of his men settling down in some hidden area behind the shrine.

“Guys, some strange light earlier flashes, cutting off the frequency that this machine was emitting earlier. Luckily, we got it back working on time.”

Pressing the ‘on’ button again, he smiled before adding,

“This one is to show the freshmen not to mess around with their seniors.”

Points to note,

1) The reason for the unusual number of Ghost Pokemons attacking is now all-explainable now due to Randy and Chris’ evil plan.
2) With Randy turning on the machine again, the Ghost Pokemons will soon lose their senses and start attacking the trainers that are still stranded in the forest again.
3) Assuming that the only RPGers left in the forest are Roy, Perfect Chaos, Blademaster, Weasel Overlord, Emo Fan and Crystal Tears, what are they going to do now?

[Roy Karrde]

Akira Hamilton
~*~*~*~*~ Ghosts, Goblens, and Demons ~*~*~*~*~

Vince, myself, and Shaan moved into a tight circle as the Ghost Pokemon swirled around us, kicking up a wind that blew my hair in every which direction. The Pokemon moved faster and faster until it seemed as if we were in a black vortex. “Any ideas?” Shaan called out, grasping a Pokeball, and then putting it away. “There are too many.” He sighed as we squeezed together.

My eyes traveled up to a branch just ten feet above us. “I need a boost.” I pointed up, the two boys looked at each other for a moment, Vince finally kneeling down, Shaan following his motions. “Going up!” I called out, jumping onto their hands and leaping off, making it just high enough to grasp the branch. I did one swing to test the strength and then followed through my momentum to swing me over the branch.

SNAP!

My eyes watched the branch snap in muted shock as gravity took hold of me and I began a slow fall toward the ground. Immediately a hand leapt out of the vortex, a Haunter attached to that hand as it grasped my face. I muffled out a scream of shock as the Haunter’s eyes started to glow.

The scream of the crowd snapped me back into reality; I was standing on a trampoline, two other trampolines next to me, I nodded to Kirla who stood next to me and the house lights dimmed, I jumped, followed by Kirla, both of us gaining altitude with each jump. The music began to play and we both flipped to the opposite trampoline and began to jump higher and higher.

“Three… two… NOW!” I counted to myself, jumping and rolling into a flip, when my eyes opened to check my landing the trampolines were gone. I looked around in shock as gasps could be heard. “Kirla help.” I screamed, but Kirla was gone too, and gravity began to take hold, dragging me in a free fall to what would soon be my death

[Emotional Faun Chiko-sai]

Horrendously, achingly short, I know... but at least it's something?

Namie Lloyd
tell me something that I've never been told...

Getting out of the forest had been most bothersome. Nishikaze had not helped with the sudden swarm of ghosts at all, stating that none of these ghosts were any of his friends and relations, his friends and relations were much more civilized, thank you very much; and had indeed hidden behind Namie's head when they were confronted by a coven of rogue Gastly with a strange gleam in their eyes. Briar, Aubrey's magnificent Arcanine, had instead obliged by giving an immense roar, scaring some of the ghosts away, and singed the ones that did not flee with a searing blast of flame, just to get his point across.

The short, attractive Kristy Mizushima and her Pidgey-toting companion, whose name Namie could not quite catch as it had been said in an unintelligible mumble, had held their own most capably, and after exchanging phone numbers had parted ways amiably at the entrance to the forest. Nishikaze was unrepentantly gloomy over his inability to liaise with his non-friends and relations, hovering over his owner's head as if attempting to possess her and feast upon her soul.

Aubrey removed a stray leaf from his hair with a delicate flick of his wrist. "Well! What was that all about, dahling? Almost at the shrine, and they decide to cancel the test!"

Namie tugged on one of Nishikaze's disembodied hands and began to stroke the sour-mouthed ghost absently, inasmuch as a being composed of gas and vapour can be stroked. "Can't imagine, love. What about all those ghosts attacking that weren't Nishi's friends and relations, then?"

"Silly seniors, I can see that they are definitely most disorganized, with absolutely no sense of proper style, at all. Now, if I had been the one doing it, there would have been hordes of blooming Roselia attacking, instead - aromatherapy, elegance and beauty, all bundled in."

"Oh, Aubrey love, tomorrow we're apparently scheduled for a tour of the Whirl Islands. We'd need to take some measures after that harrowing experience in the forest; mud pack, cucumbers, perhaps?"

"Naturally, dahling. Let us retire to my dorm, and we shall beautify ourselves accordingly. Harsh sun tomorrow, and all that!"

"Do you have a strawberry mask, love? I have a clay exfoliating one with essence of mulberry-"

About two extremely girly and satisfying hours later Namie emerged from Midori Dorm smelling faintly of strawberries. Despite the lateness of the hour, there were nonetheless two familiar, dishevelled-looking figures heading in the opposite direction towards Anka Dorm, followed by two or three shapes recognizable as Pokemon.

Namie grinned, the expression on her face not unlike that of the Cheshire Cat.

She caught up to them and clapped each of them on the back.

"Why, Kuriko! There you are! And my dear cousin Ichi! How lovely to see you both not dead and in apparent working order!"

[Perfect Chaos]

My apologies for taking so long...I had a MAJOR mental block on what to post, so I have to give the much needed thanks to Roy for pestering me as much as he did for me to post.

Shaan Ramuk
Anka Dorm
Battling
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I watched as Akira gracefully jumped up into the and easily got hold of a tree branch that was right above us. Luckily, the branch was seemed sturdy enough as Akira started to swing over to the other tree. Suddenly, to our dismay, the branch suddenly broke. "Akira!" I yelled out to her as she began to plummet back down to Earth. A large swarm of Ghost Pokemon then rushed up to her and began to swarm around her, blocking her out of sight from us.

All of a sudden, I felt an icy chill go down my spine. I spun around and came face to face with a Gengar. "Gen...gar" it said menacingly, its eyes beginning to glow a hellish red color. I tried my hardest not to look into them, but I could not help myself and the world around me faded black.

When I came too, I realized that I was in some kind of coliseum surrounded by hundreds and hundreds of shadow-y spectators. Where the hell am I? I thought to myself, extremely puzzled. I turned around and saw that I was in the middle of a battle. All six of my Pokemon were out on the field but I could not see my opponent, nor his Pokemon. I suddenly felt another chill go through me, as if some kind of power wave just went through me. Whoa...what the hell was that... I thought again to myself. Then I noticed the trainer's Pokemon.

I couldn't see it clearly, but from I could tell it was extremely tall, seemed humanoid and clearly had some powerful aura coming off of it. The trainer, who looked like he was dressed in a business suit, seeming smirked and said "Show me what you got, ya punk kid" I gritted my teeth and his insult and ordered "Go guys! Show him what you made of!" They all screeched/called/etc. in their respective ways and began to charged toward the mysterious Pokemon.

All of a sudden, the Pokemon's eyes suddenly lit up in a fiery blue color. A blue aura surrounded around him as it raised one of its arms up. What's it doing... I thought again, confused when I suddenly realized that all my Pokemon had stopped moving and they were struggling in the air. Is it using...Psychic power...? I thought again, trying to analyze what sort of Pokemon it was. I noticed the other trainer smirked again and then said two fateful words: "Finish them."

The mysterious Pokemon seemingly nodded and I saw that it began to close its fingers slowly into a fist. I heard yelps all around and saw my Pokemon beginning to convulse in their respective spots. Oh my god...what the hell's going on?! I thought again, scared out of my wits. "HEY! WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU DOING?!! STOP IT YOU'RE HURTING THEM!!" I screamed out to the other trainer.

He laughed out loud in a very harsh tone and said "This is what they get for being weak. Weak Pokemon deserve to die in such a manner." and continued laughing harshly as my Pokemon all began to convulse and choke in some way as the mysterious Pokemon continued to slowly close its hand into a fist.

"I SAID STOP IT YOU BASTARD!!" I yelled again at the top of my lungs as I charged toward the trainer. The Pokemon raised its other hand and I suddenly felt myself just stop in my tracks and floating up in the air. Suddenly, with a great rush, I was thrown backwards by the Pokemon, landing very hard on the ground.

I coughed and hacked, feeling great pain in my rib area. I must've broken a few I thought to myself with great pain, coughing and spitting out blood. I looked up again as my Pokemon continued to writh and convulse in extreme pain as the trainer continued laughing at the massacre in sight. "Guys...I'm so sorry...I failed you guys as a trainer..." I muttered before the world went black again.

Hey...

Hey you...tall boy...wake up already!

I heard a voice calling out to me. Who is it...it sounds familiar I thought again. The next thing I knew, I suddenly woke up as I received a sucker slap from Vince...

Whoo, finally done. Tag to Blademaster

[Dark-San]

^~$~^The Whirl Islands^~$~^

The Whirl Islands is a general name given to a set of four island located off the shore of the Battler's Forest in the middle of the lake. The freshmen would get to tour the Islands on Tuesday and would travelled there by boat from the jetty onto Miho Island, the largest of the four islands.

Miho Island: The largest of the four islands. This is where you would start your journey and from there you would venture into other smaller islands by crossing the bridges. Do be careful when venturing into the thick vegetation as it is the thickest among those in existence. Pokemons inhabitating there are fierce and would strike if provoked.

Hibi Island: Besides possessing a thick vegetation, this island's scenery is at its best when the sun sets since it is located westwards.

Yui Island: Or better known as the 'Fishing' island. From there you can start renting your very own fishing rod and fished for water pokemons. Old Rod, Super Rod, Good Rod, whatever you name it, they have it all. Besides fishing, you would get to dive to marvel at the sight of the underwater lake cave that is located between Yui and Miho Island. However be careful when diving as pokemons such as the Mantine and Gyardos resides there. It is their nesting ground after all.

Kiba Island: The least interesting of the four since it has pratically nothing except for the thick vegetation and weird stone structures. The island itself has a myth. It is said that whoever can find a stone structure located deep in the forest vegetation that is shaped like a Arbok's fang and touches it, would be blessed with a year of good luck.

Note: The swimming area is confined within the area of water body by the four islands. Do not let your character swim out of the confined area if not they would be swept away by the lake water currents.

[Dark-San]

Chapter 7 – Whirl Islands

A sunny day and an excursion in a group island in the middle of lake, the perfect ingredients for Lapras Valley University students who are on their way to enjoy their second day after last night’s horror confrontation with the supernaturals, namely Ghastly and Gengars.

“Hey Hiroshi, why don’t you join us?”

As Alan with the two girls, we team up last night, played in the fresh water lake. Squirting the waters playfully on me, Alan giggled and heads towards my direction. Here I am sitting under the shade of the tree, reading some crappy novel I bought some weeks back.

“Nah you go and enjoy my share of the fun. I’m not joining you guys. Engaging in water activities is bad for my wounds.”

Giving some random excuses, I was hoping to get away with having to swim since it would mean that I had to go naked waist up and exposed my scarred back to them. After though they had already seen it once in that ghostly attack, I am not going to show it again.

As time goes back and struck at exactly noon, I called out and waved my hands frantically.

“Hey dudes, it’s time for lunch. Your bentos are ready!”

Points noted: Tags DT, Rebecca and Classycat.