Closed Roleplay.

[Aura]

Stephanie stood at 4 feet 10 inches, not particularly tall, but still there was room in her growing fourteen year old body for another growth spurt, enough to hopefully surpass five feet. Her strawberry blonde hair pulled back and done up in a pony tail. Stephanie was a pokémon trainer, she had been for some time now, her companions that she had been travelling with had parted ways with her at the previous town. She had heard about the carnival at the town, she had been to the carnival three years ago when she had been a much newer trainer. For nearly four years Stephanie had been travelling, most of those days were either camped out under the stars in the wild or in a tent when the weather was not so kind, the others were at Pokécenters, either slumped in those horrible plastic chairs or in an actual bed when she had the money. She was not the best pokémon trainer in terms of battling skills, her hope wasnt to remain a trainer however, she wanted to become a TV reporter and by travelling and being self sufficient she hoped that she would one day get her chance, after all she now knew alot about the world at least the parts she had travelled.

Having picked up some money her Dad had left in her bank account as a gift, she was going to enjoy her time at the carnival. There were so many rides that she wanted to enjoy, so many activities to engage in and try out all the food. First off however she had to eat. Today she had money, and she was in the middle of a carnival, to hell with her diet and healthy eating. It was time to indulge in those forbidden oh so delicious morsels of bliss she rarely had and to top it all off, cover it with chocolate sauce, everything was delicious with chocolate sauce. Well not everything but she definately did have a strange sense of taste. Sitting down at a table with her plate full of food, looking around at the crowds, smiling as she remembered what it was like the first time she was here, reminicsing on old times.

 

[Kisten]

Re: The Seedy Underbelly of the world of Pokémon

James had been walking around for some time. He was normally a rather skilled trainer. having collected numerous badges. He had a belt with all 6 poke'balls. each holding a poke'mon that he'd trained for many years. Today though he was particularly upset because he had just spent several hours at a poke'center, seeing to his poke'mon's health. He'd been in a big battle and was very close to winning when his opponent had pulled a fast one on him.

James found his way to the festival. He had some cash on him still. Luckily his previous battle didn't drain his pockets dry. He got himself some food and went searching for a table. Unfortunately all the table's where full, except for one with a young looking girl. She looked attractive enough. Though he wasn't entirely sure of her age. James, himself, was 20, and was a professional trainer.

He walked up to the girl and tapped her on the shoulder. "Mind if I share the table with you? All the others are taken." He wore a warm smile on his face when he spoke to her. He was dressed in simple jeans and a T-shirt. He wore a bandanna on his head as well. Most likely to keep himself cool in the summer heat.