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A Curse and A Mission [Pokemon Trainer RP] {Actual Roleplay}
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Autumn, Flarea and Arch were heading home after a long day of training now. "Hey guys, maybe we'll be able to make another Pokemon friend tomorrow?" She suggested, the thought of it making her shiver with excitement. Once outside of her house, she launched herself at the door with her remaining energy and then slouched into bed. Flarea softly lept onto a counter with an unusually big fruit bowl in which she slept on. Arch stretched his arms up and rubbed his ears before collapsing onto a small hammock. Autumn one last took at look at her Pokemon before closing her eyes.
That night, she had a dream. A bright dream. Its almost as if Arceus was in it, but that was silly. Autumn looked up. All she could hear from the thousands of muffled voices was "You... Chosen... Powers..." After a lot of muffling, she heard one clear voice. "Good luck, Trainer Autumn."
Autumn woke up. Is she alive or...? She heard a boy's voice. Oh goodness, I hope not! Autumn wake up! A girl's voice then sounded. Her eyes were still closed but when she opened her eyes. Arch and Flarea? Were they... Talking to me? Morning Auty!! Are you ready for another day? She saw Flarea's mouth move. I knew Vulpix's were stupid and consistent, she can't understand you-- Arch spoke and Autumn interrupted. "Actually, I can Arch. Don't know why, but I can. Let's not question it."
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Perola had worked non stop that day, working and working... It was quite boring. She retreated to her Temple and slouched onto the floor. "Hey Kri, hungry?" She asked. Now if there's a Pokemon you DONT want to ask if it's hungry, it's Yveltal. But she knew how to control it. Kri nodded enthusiastically as she summoned her scyth and held it in the air. "Dry spririts head my call and be free!" She called. Kri saw the spirits and recognised the cry, following the spirits and eating them. "Good boy!"

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"It's a new day" He exclaims, his internal clock was always a few hour behind others in terms of sleeping, so he was fully aware how woke and busy every one else probably were. As he woke, Giratina circled around him,
"Finally," it sighs, "Enough time has been wasted, it's best to start searching for those chosen, or at least make sure they even know they're chosen."
"Wait how do we know they're chosen?" question Rickley,
"I have faith that Arceus left some indication for us"
(wait but really how do the guardians tell ? :"))
"What if it's someone we know? Wouldn't that be cool?" Galaxy says to Infinity as they walk along the town's outskirts.
"We only know, like, one person." Infinity says.
Suddenly, Giratina shifted, "I feel a group of them nearby, around 2--or 3??"
"Can that really be called a group?" Rickley asked
"Yes", and Giratina advanced towards them, thinking making a portal might be too frightful for the ones that are chosen.
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