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Charcters: Honey, Four, FiveWord Count: 777         When looking for a place to sleep there were always many different things that you had to know and keep track of. Firstly, you had to go somewhere that others wouldn't be living. If an area was already occupied then you would most likely be chased. Pokemon and other humans alike were both risks in this particular department. Sometimes you could share- but it was always risky to do so....

Characters: SalamiWord Count: 549             There were many things in life that Salami had learned to do.  If you needed coffee's made, items transported, for people to disappear or information to be gathered he was always available for any of it. If you needed to hire someone to guard somewhere for a week, to babysit a bunch of pokemon or help give medical aid he too would learn all of that without hesitation- but when it came to he him...

Word Count: 751 Mistakes had been made, there were so many mistakes that had been made and a slow hiss was coming from Salami's mouth. He was seated in the darkness of a cave for now, a large gash in his arms and he couldn't help but curse at his own stupidity. There were many types of injury this man has obtained over the years- and this kind? It was his least favorite because there was no one else that he could blame it on. He had been out walking in the quarries of bro...

Word Count: 1108Faust            To say Axel wasn't surprised to get pushed out on a wierd mission to another town just around the moment his employer had been in a whole mood was an understatement, he expected it. He trudged through his small apartment, somewhat sourly packing the things he'd need and huffing a bit, which was unusual for the ghost typed trainer as he was usually a blank mask and reserved as can be but th...

Is there a hobby your trainer enjoys, perhaps a trail they like to travel upon? There is always a way to distract the mind both in and out of city life. Maybe they stop by a shelter nearby that fosters injured pokemon to take some time to play, or spend the afternoon reading up on the recent literature drops on how combees could ever take flight.Draw or write your trainer doing what they can to pass the time!Word Coun...

Is there a hobby your trainer enjoys, perhaps a trail they like to travel upon? There is always a way to distract the mind both in and out of city life. Maybe they stop by a shelter nearby that fosters injured pokemon to take some time to play, or spend the afternoon reading up on the recent literature drops on how combees could ever take flight.Draw or write your trainer doing what they can to pass the time!Word Coun...

Word Count: 833            Salami's eyes were closed. His back was leaning against old wooden boards that had begun to rot and he could feel his whiskers twitching in agitation. The fish-fused trainer had never had a great sense of smell but there was something rotting in here. Somewhere that he didn't know exactly where and the thought of it made his fingers tap unhappily upon the ground beside him. He could feel with every tap a faint sensation of slime or sludge- presum...

Word Count: 1026         They were so close. So close to their goal yet that in some ways made it even worse. Night had fallen over Brookfell, the fog had overtaken the world outside and with it he could hear the upset cries of masses of pokemon. Once upon a time it would simply have been the cries of Misdreavus, but with so many having been fused to other pokemon it was now just a wild array of noises that was in no way comforting. Their migration had been troubled and wit...