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Jul 18 2018, 09:52 PM
Dylan and Rachel agreed on just one thing when they were planning their house: having it adjacent to Beta’s. As Beta planned out his house, they parceled out a plot of land beside his, just across a narrow stretch that was going to be a small road.

Rachel insisted on a large garden to grow fresh fruit and flowers. Dylan tried to convince her that the space would be better used on more rooms, to allow for a family home that could someday support multiple generations. Rachel pushed back, claiming that they could build more rooms and attachments upwards if need be, essentially doubling the number of rooms available, but once the land was cleared and covered in stone and brick, it would be hard pressed to coax the same fertility to bloom again, even after uprooting the stone and foundation.

Rachel longed for wooden floors and paneling, but Dylan resolutely pointed out the additional difficulty and how silly it would be to use so much wood on the floor, of all places. Simple mud brick, matching the walls, would make a much more practical choice.

Dylan wanted large windows that would overlook the city, but Rachel was concerned about the loss of insulation. One of the most attractive things about having the house made of adobe was the heat kept in during the winter and kept out during the summer.

Finally, they came to a series of compromises.

Rachel got her medium-large garden, Dylan pressed the Joshua, the contractor and main architect, to create a second story, and they ended up with a living room just large enough to be converted into a makeshift bedroom with enough space for two people to sleep in if necessary.

The floor was made largely of smooth-cut stone with carefully fired clay to fill in the gaps which mimicked the smoothness of a polished wooden floor. It took many hours of work, finding the large stones, cutting them into straight slabs (though the newly evolved Lucario, Lancelot, was an excellent help with this), and polishing them down to a perfectly smooth, gray, speckled surface. Once all the adobe walls were put in, the slabs of stone were carefully pieced together like a jigsaw puzzle. Smaller pieces were slotted in and then even smaller ones were broken into roughly the correct size and shape and used to fill the last gaps.

A few small windows were made, not large enough to overlook the entirety of Crater City without even getting out of your chair, as Dylan had dreamed of, but if you went and stood right next to them, you could see most of the surrounding houses. From the single window on the second floor, even the walls around the city could be seen with some effort. Tight shutters for each window were made from insulating straw and simple wooden-slatted frames.
Jul 18 2018, 08:56 PM
Notes: This thread takes place in Spring, so Grass and Fairy types should be more common. Hopefully, this will be a bit rapidfire, to meet some certain deadlines.



After traveling through the vast majority of the Lion's Plains, he was here. Cloven Volcano. The foreboding, long-crumbled-away volcano towered over him, and he vaguely wondered if this is what it was like to be short. It seemed warmer here, and he was glad for the cover of his long white coat that kept his skin out of the sunlight.

He decided that his best bet would be to make his way a little closer to the top of the volcano before setting out the steel honey. He set out, aiming to travel for a few hours before looking for a place to set up an easily-defensible post.

Carnation, after a long rest, was back at his side, sniffing the air cautiously. It made him nervous, to think that this was the land of his kind. What if they met another Vulpix or Ninetales? How would they respond? How would he respond, even? As always, he still stayed close to Avery, but his steps were a bit slower and his nose stayed twitching the entire time, smelling for possible other beings.
Jul 6 2018, 11:07 AM
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Aaron is short and skinny, with thinning blond-gray hair and green eyes. He is only about 4'10", and weighs slightly less than 90 pounds. He wears simple linen clothes during the summer, in an effort to keep cool, and thicker, wool clothes during the winter. He experimented briefly with dying his clothes green, as it is his favorite color, but he has largely given up, so most of his clothes are plain light brown or slightly stained in pale green.
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An eccentric, if humble and simple, man, to say the least, this short man is known as “Bug Catcher Aaron”. He knows almost everything about various insectoid and Bug-Type Pokémon, and is an avid collector and breeder of these creatures. Expect him to be accompanied at all times by his trusty Butterfree or sitting on his prickly Scolipede mount, and expect him to be a little too close for comfort if given the opportunity.
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He doesn’t fully understand personal space, and he never forgets a face (except for when he does). The more times he’s seen someone, the more likely he is to run up and greet them with an awkward, spindly hug.
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He is willing to trade items instead of receiving tokens directly for his services, but only if they are supply packs, TMs themselves, Net Balls, Repeat Balls, Love Balls, or basic pokeballs.
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His house is a little bit away from the main city, in the direction of Forest Beach Village. There are a lot of Pokemon that are "his", but he doesn't actually control them or bring them anywhere. Mostly, he just feeds them, gives them a place to stay, and observes them. His house and fenced in yard act as a sort of bug sanctuary, though most of them are able to come and go freely.
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Jun 29 2018, 09:44 PM
[A continuation of Paul’s On The Grasshopper and Cricket, this thread takes place Summer 51.]

After being stuck in the dark forest for so long, it was a relief to finally see pure, unadulterated sunshine once again. Paul felt as though he were able to finally breathe again. The trees were nice, sure, but did there have to be quite that many? The stifling humidity and darkness crowded his mind and pressed down on his lungs until he felt as though he’d drown in all the demonic influence.

Lion’s Plains welcomed him with all the golden beauty that had been promised, that he deserved. The bright summer morning danced with the green and yellow grass. It was shaping up to be a warm day, as the day before had been.

Determined to make good progress today, Paul set off towards Crater City with a brisk pace and a dreamy smile gracing his features.
Jun 25 2018, 10:56 AM
“Say, kid, hold up there!” Paul stopped short, coming to an abrupt halt, but didn’t turn around yet. He looked down and knelt slightly, putting his hands on his knees and cocking his head towards the ground as though he were looking for something he dropped among the lush grass.

“Kid, over here!” He stood up straight and turned around, casually scanning the area until his eyes fell on the old man coming towards him quickly.

”Oh, good morning Luke,” Paul met his boss with a wide, pleasant smile.

“I didn’ startle ya, did I?” Luke looked at him, his tight lips and furrowed brow indicating his concern. Paul shook his haloed head wordlessly, and Luke continued, “A’right, good. Listen here, kid; I gotta job fer ya.”

Paul listened, and questioned, ”Of course you do. I work for you, right?” His face bore a slightly puzzled expression. ”I was just about to take the Mareep out to the pasture.”

The old man shook his head, “Nah I mean’ a diff’rent job. I’ll take over the Mareep fer today. I wan’ ya ta try yer hand at scarin’ out some o’ th’ pests that are up hidin’ ‘n th’ winter stores.” He pointed one bony finger toward the storage shed that held extra food for winter. “It’ll be good exercise fer yer Pokémon, too. Ya gotta train ‘em up if ya wanna be able to protect yerself, ya hear me?”

Paul nodded, barely hiding a reluctant grimace. He hated the shed and barn, and tried to avoid them. They were dusty, rickety, and definitely not beautiful or elegant. He turned away from the beautiful, inviting, waving cloth that was the lush, green prairie and inspected the apparent death trap that he was supposed to be clearing out. With a sinking, drowning feeling, he trudged to the wooden shack. Now he was stuck with the task of chasing the vermin out.

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