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Posted: Thu, 17/10/2024 22:51 (1 Month ago)
No Wifi

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Posted: Sun, 07/07/2024 16:42 (4 Months ago)
Hello, I'm not sure if you guys still do this, but I was wondering if I can get some help in evolving a Karrablast. Its the last trade evolution I need for my unova dex.

Please evolve my Karrablast/Shelmet!
Amount of Pokémon to evolve
: 1
Comment (optional): I only need the Karrablast evolution, thank you for taking the time to read this.

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Posted: Sun, 07/07/2024 16:31 (4 Months ago)
Hello! Could I purchase the Darmanitan in your For Sale box please? I'm not sure how much you want for it, but I'm willing to offer whatever you think is best for it

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Posted: Wed, 03/07/2024 23:34 (4 Months ago)
may I have the Darmanitan in box 3 please?

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Posted: Sat, 29/06/2024 23:19 (4 Months ago)
Willow manages to hook her talons into a few fish, enough to feed her and Fletcher. As she climbs back into the sky, a screech of one of the other hawks is enough for her to turn back around, not knowing what dangerous she'll come across. She lets out a screeching cry as well, mimicking the hawks as she tries to help the hawk that was attacked.

Jacks had enough time to get to the pond that forms at the heart of his woods before a deer bounds to him, clearly shaken. He curses quietly before running as last as her legs will take him, knowing his woods might be in danger

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Posted: Fri, 28/06/2024 20:32 (4 Months ago)
Willow stretches as best as she can, flying high in the sky with fletcher and a few other hawks as it approaches time to hunt. She flexes her talons, ready to swoop down and catch her meal for the day. She glances at her partner, waiting for him to let out a cry before pledging to the ground with him

Jack takes a quiet walk in his forest, enjoying the serenity of the undisturbed wash over him. It was a day like any other, but today seemed extra peaceful. Perhaps it due to the corrupted ones staying away today, unlike the last few days

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Posted: Thu, 27/06/2024 21:28 (4 Months ago)
Hey WolfberryPiemon! I wanna buy a pokemon!
Pokemon name: Rufflet
What box pokemon is in: _snoms_ box twos

Pokemon name: Deerling (summer)
What box pokemon is in: _snoms_ box threes


Not sure how much these two will be, but willing to pay

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Posted: Thu, 27/06/2024 01:20 (4 Months ago)
Character name: Willow
Gender identity: Female
Prefer pronouns: She/her
Sexuality: Bi
Age: 22
Animal there combined with: Red-tail Hawk
Crystal color: A mix of autumn red and pale brown
Rarity: Rare
Appearance: She has crystals mixed into some of her feathers, and the talon like feet she has.
Personalities: Willow doesn't speak much, preferring to keep to herself and the birds she travels with. She is cocky, knowing not everyone can fly or move as fast as her, but she has a good heart deep down
Background: Willow grew up in the equivalent of a bird cage. She never really had the chance to go out and fly easily, always being cooped up at home by her parents. They never wanted her to go out into the world and fly on her own. She waited until she was 8 to finally sneak out and fly far away from her home, finding hawks like herself and learning how to survive from them. She eventually met one hawk, who she called Fletcher (or just Fletch) who she has formed a bond with. Both her and Fletch try to help people who can't always help themselves, though they don't necessarily want to do it for fame, just Willow not liking to see people sad and in a similar place to where she was.
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Character name: Jack
Gender identity: Male
Prefer pronouns: He/him/they
Sexuality: Straight
Age: 28
Animal there combined with: Stag
Crystal color: A silverish blue
Rarity: Common
Appearance: He has long dark brown hair, only kept out of his face by his large antlers made entirely of crystals. He has pale green eyes that look like leaves in the height of summer. From the waist down he has hind legs of a deer, the fur the same color as his hair. His hooves are also made of crystal, in the same vain as his antlers, tho difficult to see from the buildup of dirt and mud. He is very modest with his clothes, preferring a simple shirt and a loose traveling cloak
Personalities: A loner, tho is very wise for someone of his age. He is very studious, and tends to think for the good of the group rather than put oneself before others. He is very respectful of others, and very easy going unless if you intend to harm his home.
Background: Jack mostly lives in isolation. He grew up living among deer for most of his life, even more so when he got his crystal. When he was a teen, he left his heard to go study with humans for a few years before returning to his woodland home and readjusting himself with his herd. He always felt that living among humans was strange for him, a place he never fit into. He felt more at home with his herd, and dedicated his life to protecting the woodlands. Most of the townsfolk nearby said forest knows of the stag, his antlers being a common resting place for birds and other small woodland critters. They know of his wisdom, and have referred to him mostly as the King of the Forrest. He would argue against said title, but knows its smarter to not argue with it.
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Posted: Thu, 27/06/2024 01:12 (4 Months ago)
After listening into so many conversations, Nyx finally can't sit still anymore. She gets up and leaves, the light hum of small arches of electricity forms from between her knives. Every time she takes a step the electricity dances from the metal heel of her shoe to the floor, as if the voltage of the electricity wants her feet to not leave the floor. She goes quietly, not wanting to ruin the feast for the others

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Posted: Sun, 23/06/2024 22:37 (4 Months ago)
It took Nyx a moment to realize Yanara wasn’t going to move. She relaxes her gaze slightly, knowing sometimes she can stare intensely to the point it feels like a small volt of electricity runs down your spin. She relaxes again, still not eating anything as she glances at the other prefects in the school

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Posted: Sun, 23/06/2024 19:44 (4 Months ago)
Nyx gets up and follows Yanara, curious on why someone would want to approach some squabble with the other prefects. She stays silent for now, knowing she might draw attention to herself by simply leaving her house's table

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Posted: Sun, 23/06/2024 01:59 (4 Months ago)
Nyx watches the other prefects with a small smile, tapping a finger against the knife placed by her to let out some of the static electricity. It’s not often trouble happens right as the school year began, but it was always fun to see it. Especially so if it wasn’t her house

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Posted: Sat, 22/06/2024 11:31 (4 Months ago)
It took Nyx a few moments to realize the feast had began, her mind racing with ideas for the year. Once she notices the feast beginning, she smiles to herself. This was a favorite time for her, it’s always fun to guess and speculate who is going to die this year and in what way. Honestly, she could hardly wait for the year to begin. Summer had bored her, it’s here where everything was fun.

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Posted: Fri, 21/06/2024 20:54 (5 Months ago)
Nyx smiles as her name is mentioned, her fingers drumming against her leg as she tries to let out some of the energy her racing heart is making. Her heart always raced at one of these, the one thing she could stand against easily. And that fastened pulse is never good when you have to sit still for too long. Sure, the feasts themselves are boring when it comes to everything else, but it was always more so the principle of what it means to be at her level. She had to be the example, and her family was known for never breaking.

Once the headmaster was done, she finally starts to work out some of that building energy. She quick talks those who start a conversation with her, some used to her unique style and some almost intimidated by how fast paced she tended to speak. She would have loved for a better way to let out some of her magic, but knew it had to wait til later

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Posted: Fri, 21/06/2024 01:55 (5 Months ago)
Could I have one of the panpours from extra box 2 please? Any is fine if they are up for grabs. if you're looking for extra space, I can take two if they are available. sorry for wasting time if not. can I also ask for a shelmet? if not too much.

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Posted: Mon, 17/06/2024 19:46 (5 Months ago)
I'm getting back into the swing of things here
Name: Nyx
Age: 18
Year: 4
Rank: Phoenix House Prefect
Description:
Personality: Headstrong, yet means well. She comes off as harsh, but cares about those close to her. She acts faster than she thinks. She always wants to help others, even if she thinks they don't deserve the help.
House: Phoenix House
Magic Type: Lightning
Weapon: Chakrams (spoiler is image of the weapon)
Strengths: She's quick on her feet from her lightning magic. She always makes herself look like an airhead but is always trying to see more into people than what they let on. When it comes to a fight, she always makes sure to hit hard, hit fast, bolt away before the chance to strike appears, and always leaves a small shock in her chakrams.
Weaknesses: She tends to overthink things quiet abit, leading to her overthinking people's plans and not realizing obvious moves her opponent can take.
Backstory: Born to a noble family who specializes in Lightning magic, Nyx has known of the thunder in her pulse since she was young. She grew up learning how to utilize her magic in her movement, letting her natural movement flow into skimming off abit of the lightning she generates with each beat of her heart. With this in mind, she grew very accustomed to her boosted speed, often forgetting people around her outside her family don't have speeds like her naturally.
Other:

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Posted: Sun, 28/04/2024 04:04 (6 Months ago)
Mercy yawns as she looks up at Lysander, a small smile on her face.

"I've been getting enough sleep. These shoots just take a lot out of me." She says, stretching slightly. "Oh, did you hear the news from the director? We have a new model joining us, and the director is treating us to a dinner." She sits up more as she keeps telling the news.

"Let me guess, another double booking for the Prince of Illusions? You work too much." She says with a hint of worry. "At this rate you'll burn yourself thin. You're due for a good nap. I can try to cover for you next time." She yawns again as she leans on Lysander, nodding off again. "Worry about yourself for once, dummy." She mutters sleepily, a small pout on her face.

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Posted: Fri, 26/04/2024 01:11 (6 Months ago)
The moment Mercy's phone buzzes she lets out a soft sigh as she sits up in her chair.

"Oh... right... There was talks about a new person... I think there was..." She thinks to herself as she scrolls through the group chat, reading the messages half awake. She yawns as she gets up to prepare.

"Sorry for the late response just saw the messages. Welcome to the group @~Dakota Thorne." Mercy sends after a moment, waking up just enough to write the text to give the illusion of being awake before grabbing her back from her dressing room and grabbing a small pillow.

One who is as tired as her is always prepared. She starts to nod off when the reality of the messages hit her.

If there is a new person....

And the director is taking them to dinner....

"Darn it all.... There goes my nap this evening... Better be worth it new guy... You owe me big time for demanding such time from me." She mutters, her voice drowsy as she nods off again in a light nap with a small pout on her face.

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Posted: Fri, 12/04/2024 10:31 (7 Months ago)
Mercy sat as still as a doll as she let the assistants do their magic to turn her from a tired looking mess into one of the top models. The mess of curls that is her blond hair into something stylish and desirable. Her face almost molded into one of perfection. Everything needed to be on set, and to live up to the reputation.

"Miss Mercy?" One of the assistants says after a few moments. Mercy yawns at the sound of her name, looking over at the person.

"Whats up girly pop?" She asks, her voice gentle with a hint of a yawn. All of this is tiring to her, or is it that this is happening too early for her to want to do this?

"You're up next on set. Whenever you're ready." The assistant says cheerfully. Mercy smiles gently as she gets up, dressed up and dolled up to her roll. A soft dress fitted perfectly to her, the soft deep blue fabric easily allowing her to move yet hide none of her natural looks. She heads off slowly to the set, holding back a yawn. Even if this wasn't her style, the dress was comfortable enough to almost sleep in.

Almost.

The moment the cameras were on her, its as if she truly woke up from a dream. The lighting and framing making her go from a model, to something only feasible in a dream. She was if a dream came to life. This was the only real place she came to life, as she always said that living, breathing, everything outside of the set was almost too much work to maintain. Its here though, where she always had a soft smile, a yawn nearly always accompanies praise for the other models she works with, and the dreams of letting her narcolepsy melt away.

"Alright, I think we're done for now Mercy. We'll let you know if we need you back." The director says, knowing she doesn't work for long stretches of time. Mercy nods, her smile dropping as she lets out a long yawn and heading back to where she was worked on for the shooting. She knew she'd be back, she always would be. Its never was easy working with the sleepy nobility after all.

She yawns again, sitting in a chair nearby the clothes rack of uncomfortable and stiff clothes she's had to wear in the past before nodding off, a light nap for all her work. She knows some of the assistants talk about her. How could someone like her be a top model, some ask what she had to do, what strings she pulled to get here.

Caring about those rumors, or even explaining it is just too tiring though.

Something she rather save for when the cameras are on her.

She let them talk amongst themselves, say all that they want. There's no point in stopping them, the effort would be a waste.

When the cameras were on her, thats when she needs to be awake and alert. No time else

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Posted: Mon, 01/04/2024 22:16 (7 Months ago)



Mercymorn Belphie





age 24 | gender Female | pronouns She/Her | sexuality Bi

[ Introduction ]

There's almost never a moment to rest at the studio, even if Mercymorn would say otherwise. A pretty face, and almost a terrible work ethic. You always have to be prepared when scheduling for Mercy, an hour extra before shooting can begin, time for her to bounce back from spots of tire. But when she gets in the swing of it, its as if another person has taken over.

Growing up, Mercy was an aspiring writer. She worked hard all of her life, and managed to get some of her books recognized, even if they were done under a pen name. However... its not something that can be really sustainable. And writing took up alot of her time an energy. As a side hobby, she loved to do modeling, knowing that it could never be traced back to her books. That was until she was picked up by Illusion Studios. They were impressed by her popularity and her work ethic, quickly getting her to sign under them. She kept this up for a year, before flying too close to the sun and too high up. Her work attitude crashed and burned, even if she still made the studio a ton of wealth and her popularity kept increasing. The only thing keeping her going now, is spite and an image to uphold, even if she does the minimum needed

[ Appearance ]

Mercy is 5'5", preferring to wear comfortable casual streetwear rather than the fancy dresses and outfits she wears for work. When out of the publics eye, she is very casual in appearance, her blond hair looking messy with curls as if she rolled out of bed, with oversized hoodies and leggings as her preferred wear.

[ Personality ]

INFP
Mercy tends to be quiet and is quite perceptive of things around her, even if she doesn't think its necessary to point them out. She goes with the flow, and prefers things to be peaceful and quiet to make naptime easier for herself. She prefers to have a more quite and lax work life, but when push comes to shove she can be hardworking and one who is hard to back down.

[ About: Sloth ]

For years Mercy has always tried to do her best in the eyes of the public. Though she has always worn her mask well, in recent years of being a model she has let that mask slip off, letting her sloth show to those around her. She cares about herself, but only the bare minimum. No care shown for those around her, or even for the work she does. She only does the bare minimum before going back to watching with a bored yawn. Its too much work to be worried or to fret over the smaller things. She's done it all her life, now its too much energy for her.


[ Additional Info ]

She has written a few books under a pen name, and she is a narcoleptic



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