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Winds of Ackaria, Chapter 3After a completely sleepless night which came after nearly 12 hours of doing absolutely nothing, Viridi did her hair and made sure to splash some water on her eyes to try and hide the clear tiredness of them. Her quarters had actually been nicer than she expected; a cozy bed with a deep purple bedspread and pillows soft as snow. There were no windows, so Viridi never got a chance to look outside, if there was one, which led Viridi to a question to add to her ongoing list: Where was this place exactly? Still flustered from yesterday, her worry for her parents grew more and more by the second. Of course they found out she wasn't at school yesterday, so they were probably worried sick. Cupping her face in her hands, Viridi rubbed at her eyes. This was just too strange for her to comprehend.
Exiting her quarters, Viridi realized that she had no idea what Rush meant by 'training.' Was it brutal, no holds barred sword fighting? That was what she had immediately thought of when she heard it,
Winds of Ackaria, Chapter 2Viridi looked at the man with pure anger. "Who are you? Why did you take me here and not some random girl off the street?" The man chuckled.
"Because you were a random girl off the street, with less...'random.'" Viridi looked at him in horror.
"W-What do do you mean by that?"
"We were looking for specifically you, Viridi. You and you alone," The man explained. Viridi, still trying to absorb all of this, simply nodded.
"You only answered one of my questions."
"Haha, yeah, dat's Viridi, alright," a bigger man entered the room, speaking with a heavy accent.
"...How come I'm the only one that doesn't know what's going on here?!" the girl suddenly outburst, making both men turn to face her.
The bigger man spoke again. "It'll all be explained soon, missy. For now, Rush here will take you to your quarters." Rush, Viridi thought. At least I know one of these weirdo's names. She decided not to fight it this time and just do as they say, or else something could be done about her...thi
Narwhal's Nuzlocke-4. Final.Cradling Snipe's body, Fallon allowed tears to stream into his fur. It was over. The Pansage had whipped him and whipped him relentlessly...it was over. Her newly caught Cottonee didn't survive either...and there were none left. Lenora had taken the lives of Rev, Sphere, Freddie, and Mash.
Her trainer career was over.
Narwhal's Nuzlocke-3.5Walking east of the town, Fallon was surprised to see a broken down factory. Piles of rubble were everywhere, and she even had to scale some to get a good look at the place. Nearby, a girl carrying a small basket by her side. Descending down the pile of rocks, she kneeled down to get on the eye level of the girl.
"Hi there little girl," Fallon said politely. "Are you lost?" The girl smiled and shook her head.
"I'm heading to the city to see if someone would like one of these Pokemon. Would you like one, miss? There's a fire type, a grass type, and a water type." Fallon thought about the upcoming gym battle and how Snipe was at a clear disadvantage. A fire type would be perfect.
"Could I have the fire type, please?"
"Of course, miss!" The young girl reached into the basket and pulled out one of the three Pokeballs, handing it to Fallon. "Take good care of him, now!" Taking the Pokeball in hand, she clicked the button, revealing a Pansear. The fire monkey smirked at Fallon, and a stream
Narwhal's Nuzlocke-3After a bit, the rally began, and Fallon was forced to listen to an old guy's rant about 'Pokemon liberating' and Magikrap like that. After what seemed like forever, he wrapped up his speech, and the people in the crowd were left to discuss what they had heard. Many conversations included insecurity and unsureness, but Fallon wouldn't liberate her Pokemon for anything. Once the people in the audience had started clearing out, Fallon couldn't help but notice that one person remained. The man was about Fallon's height and age, but something was...familiar. The man caught Fallon's gaze, looked at her, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. The man broke the gaze and walked away. Snipe, who was perched on Fallon's shoulder, raised an eyebrow.
"Fallon? Who was that?" She was silent for a moment, but ended up giving an answer.
"Something tells me...never mind. Let's just go onto Route Two, shall we?" The pair walked out of Accumula Town and onto the new route, which was full of tr
Narwhal's Nuzlocke-2Stepping onto the familiar route, Fallon looked over at her partner. "Alright, Snipe*, I'm Fallon. You ready for this?" The newly dubbed Snipe looked at his trainer confidently.
"Oh yeah, let's do this!"
"Hmm, I wonder what our first catch will be...I know all the Pokemon here. so it won't take that long to make a new friend," Fallon ventured deeper into the grass, searching for a Patrat or Lillipup.
"Aw, so there's no fighting?" Snipe whined, itching for some action.
"Oh yes, we'll get to that," she replied with a twinge of regret. She didn't really like the idea of fighting her friends on this route, so just maybe she would save most of the grinding for later...
"Hi, human! I see you've finally got your first partner! Mind if I tag along?" a Patrat scurried up to the pair, determination in his red eyes.
"Of course you can join. Come on Justin*!" With two Pokemon now, Fallon began to grind a bit. Both Snipe and Justin were getting stronger and stronger with every battle. Getting Justi
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