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Jul 10 2018, 05:50 AM
Radha walked through the entrance flap of his father's tent in Omega's camp.

He had had enough of cryptic half-answers and nonsensical rumors. He wanted to look for himself and see if Omega was someone who was interesting or potentially important, and if not, he wanted to at least get some work done. Sitting inside the tent for so long had given him an unbearable restlessness that nothing short of this would relieve him of.

Plus... he was curious. He wanted the truth. The strange things that had been happening around the camp recently only aggravated his thirst for knowledge and ignited a belief that Omega was more than he seemed to be to the outside people.

He continued walking. Even after all the time that he had spent there, he still wasn't used to the disorganized mess that was Omega's camp. The complete randomness of the tents and the people and the constant roar of noise and the chaos completely disoriented him. After living in Crater City, he could not accept how anyone could bear to live in a place like this.

Suppressing his feelings, he continued on his quest. He saw his father carrying something in the distance and raised his hand in greeting. Then, he continued towards the center of the camp, past the haphazard tents and other improvised shelters, past the shops that were hastily constructed, towards where Omega and his higher-ups would be more likely to hang out, or so he hoped. He saw someone from behind, but he couldn't tell exactly any of the person's features. He tapped the person on the shoulder and said, "Excuse me, can you direct me to Omega or one of his higher-ups?"
Jul 9 2018, 10:26 PM
Buffalo sneaked into the forest, careful not to make any sound. It was the middle of the night, and Crispin was sound asleep (or so he thought.) He had been woken by some disturbance in the night, and had noticed that Crispin's bag had rolled on to him while they were both asleep. He was about to push it back towards Crispin when he noticed that there was something in the bag that he had seen before.

It was the Chople Berry that he had brought from his home!

Rage had filled him. That was his! Who was Crispin to take his food? It was an injustice! He snatched the berry and was about to leap onto Crispin and attempt to shake the life out of him when he remembered the first time he had fought Crispin, and how he had been beaten.

Buffalo had then stopped and formulated his own revenge. What if he took the berry from Crispin without his knowledge, just like Crispin had taken it from him?

It was a brilliant plan in his mind. He took the berry out of the tent and sat right there and tentatively licked the berry.

It was terrible!

Disgusted, Buffalo began to turn back and go towards the tent, but Crispin had already found him. Crispin grabbed the berry and said, "Give it back!"

Buffalo tightened his grip on the berry. It might have been disgusting, but it was still his berry! He wasn't going to give it up without a fight.
Jun 29 2018, 09:41 AM
Crispin trekked through the busy city. He needed some supplies for travel. If he was ever planning to leave the city, which he was, he said need some basic supplies.

He walked into a shop and asked, "Hello. Are you selling tents, maps, compasses, honey, or Pokeballs? Also, if you're selling any knives or bows, I'd like to look at those as well."
Jun 27 2018, 08:30 PM
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<div class="simpappdesc">Appearance</div>
Radha has nut-brown skin. His ears kind of stick out when he is seen from the front, but it isn't overly noticeable or attention-grabbing. He has a kind-looking face and an easy smile. He usually has a clean-shaven face, and sometimes there is some stubble covering it. His hair is kept short as well, and he combs it regularly.
Radha has muscle, but it isn't apparent at first sight. He wears clothes that somewhat cover his build. However, if one looks closely, they can see the outlines of a well-toned body.
Radha wears baggy shirts and loose shorts. He never wears pants, even in the wintertime, because he is never bothered by the cold. He doesn't care about color at all, except that he refuses to wear very bright colors, because he doesn't like standing out too much.
Radha carries a wool sling that his father gave him. He is pretty good at handling it, since he has had it since his father gave it to him when he was 10 years old so that he could hunt for himself. It is usually wrapped around his waist like a belt.

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<div class="simpappdesc">Personality</div>
Radha is very kind. He can not hold a grudge to save his life, and if someone who slighted him five minutes ago desperately needed help, he would aid them without a second thought, though he might not be able to restrain himself from making a witty remark at that person's expense.
Speaking of which, Radha has a great sense of humor. Though he can work hard when he needs to, he is always readily available for comic relief. He seems to always have a pun at his lips, and he lifts the spirit of anyone he is working with.
However, if you're working with Radha, you may encounter some problems. He is extremely stubborn, and he absolutely will not budge from his point of view unless you have either a compromise that is heavily in his favor and a very convincing argument. He will also refuse to take orders that he disagrees with or if he thinks he knows a better way.
Though, often, he does know a better way. Radha is extremely intelligent, and he has a lot of experience in critical thinking. He is very logical, and he thinks things through several times before he takes action. This leads to him often succeeding in his endeavors, which unfortunately is probably the main reason for his stubbornness.
Sometimes Radha goes a little too far with his intelligence; he sometimes cannot restrain himself from meddling in the business of others. He has a hard time telling when he isn't wanted, and he feels like if everyone shared their issues, work would get done faster. His extroversion often works against him in this regard.
Radha daydreams a lot, as well. He spends a lot of his time thinking of what could be or what could have been, and though this isn't inherently a harmful pastime, it does make it more difficult for him to focus on the present.
Radha hates it when people are misinformed. He would immediately correct them, regardless of whether the situation was appropriate or not. For example, he once had to run away from a confrontation with some thugs after he informed them that the Magikarp that they had caught in Crater Bay couldn't possibly have been three feet long. He really enjoys searching for and spreading knowledge, and believes that no knowledge should be kept secret, for someone else could find a use for it that others couldn't think of.
Also, Radha's definition of misinformed includes opinions as well. He is very opinionated and will argue ceaselessly for something he cares about.
Radha likes Pokemon. He feels like they understand the world as well as humans do, but are less capable of expressing their understanding and more capable of adapting to their surroundings. He had made good friends with some of his family's Pokemon.

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Radha was born to two traveling traders who had just decided to settle down in Crater due to his mother's pregnancy. His parents had just purchased a house that was a decent size. His parents, Krish and Eesha Anand, were a good couple and even better parents, and Radha grew up happy in his very young years.
One day, when Radha was a little more than four months old, his mother caught a certain illness that wasn't identifiable or curable in Terrene at the time. She died after about a month, and Radha's immigrant father was left to care for Radha himself.
Since Radha was very young when his mother died, he didn't really miss her. However, the stories that his father told him made him curious. He wanted to meet his mother himself. As he grew older, though, he was forced to face the unpleasant truth; he would never see his mother again. From then on, whenever he saw another person with their mother, a pang of loneliness strikes him.
Even without his wife, though, Krish Anand was a successful businessman. After some floundering, he struck gold when he started selling travel supplies. It seemed more people were willing to go where others hadn't before or to travel between settlements. He was no slouch in the parenting department, either. He knew exactly how to deal with Radha, and he raised him well so that he could be a good, self-sufficient citizen of Terrene. He was sure to instill the value of level-headedness and avoidance of anger in Radha as he was growing up.
As Radha aged, he developed a love of seeking knowledge. He felt like if more dedication was put into finding things that weren't known, the world would be a much better place. This thirst for knowledge made him one of the most avid learners at school, and the teachers all loved him for his enthusiasm about the subjects that he learned.
At school, he made a lot of friends because of his quirkiness and his quick wit. His friends could always count on him to make a quick comeback when a bully was harassing them. For this reason, all of the kids who were prone to bullying came to him when they needed help, and for a while, life was good.
For his tenth birthday, Radha was given a wool sling. Krish told him to use it well, for it was a very useful weapon. From that day, Radha practiced using the sling a lot, and became quite proficient at using it. After he reached a certain age, his father allowed him outside to go hunting, and he gradually got better at that as well.
One day, when he was around 12 years old, Radha was called on to diffuse a tough situation, like usual. He was probably about ten years old at the time. Then, the bully did not react the way bullies had always been reacting for his whole life, which was by silently fuming.
This guy drew back and threw a hook at Radha's face, knocking out three of his baby teeth.
Radha was completely stunned. Nothing would have prepared him for such an unexpected reaction. He didn't think the boy had any reason to hit him. As Radha opened his mouth to inquire about the sudden act of aggression, the boy punched him again. And again. And again.
Colorful lights flashed in front of Radha's eyes, and he fell to the floor, passing out.
When he came to, he learned from other people that the kid who had hit had been slapped by the teacher and sent home for his misbehavior. The kids who were always being bullied looked at him now with a new kind of awe. However, most of the other kids had pity in their gaze when they saw his bruised face and swollen, torn lips.
When Krish learned of his son's fate, he went ballistic, throwing things and yelling and generally being a furious overprotective dad. The next day at school, Radha showed up with his father at his side, and at his father's side, his Zangoose stared down each and every student at the school, even swiping at any student that dared to get too close with her fearsome claws.
Nobody troubled Radha at school that day.
However, the next day, Krish had returned to his home, and school was a nightmare for Radha. All of the other children laughed at him and called him "Papa's boy." The boy who had hurt him shoved him around, and asked him what he was going to do without his daddy and the big bad Zangoose to help him. People snickered as he walked through the halls. He went home crying.
From then on, Radha worked hard to develop his own body. He went home and, after doing his homework, would do exercises; sit-ups, pull-ups, and even weight-lifting.
It took a lot of time and work, but gradually, the work began to pay off. His body was stripped of excess fat. Though he was not by any means bulging with muscles, he was strong and fast.
Radha continued to be successful in school. He excelled in almost all of his classes naturally, and for those that he had trouble with, he pushed through with sheer effort.
Once he got out of school, Radha's first act was to go to the guy who had beat him when he was younger and give him a nice beating in return. He walked away satisfied, and the other guy limped away with his pride wounded.
Krish taught Radha the tricks of his trade as well; how to lure in customers, how to make them believe that a product was worth more than it really was, and how to get them to buy something that they didn't need at all. Radha learned all of this with some struggle, but eventually, he also became proficient at it.
However, Radha wasn't content to sit behind a desk and take orders all day. He wanted to go out and explore the world that he was in, and discover new things that nobody knew before.
Therefore, when his father said that he was temporarily going to travel to the Rolling Mountains to help out a man named Omega with one of his projects (without the city people's knowledge, of course), Radha was all ears. He had heard stories about this Omega, and though many of them were very outlandish, he still could not help but be intrigued. Plus, some of the stories that came from more credible sources were actually interesting. Whether he like Omega or not, he still decided the trip would be worth it; he would get to travel beyond the plains that were his home for the first time in his life, and he was eager to leave.
(Radha has currently just arrived at the Rolling Mountains in Omega's camp.)

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Jun 20 2018, 11:41 AM
Crispin sighed to himself as he continued on his way to his destination. He had been assigned a task by some city dwellers; he had to drive out some pests who had apparently been raiding the food supplies. He had been told many stories about berries that had been cultivated very carefully only to be eaten by a pesky rattata or zigzagoon. Some of these stories were humorous, and some were not. However, he had to do this to avoid the people of Ashfield from thinking he was a slacker. After seeing Buffalo, one old man had blurted that Crispin would be ideal for removing the pests, and Crispin had no choice but to agree.

Crispin approached the large barnlike building that many residents stored their food in. Crispin felt that this was not really a great way to safeguard food, as it was open to thievery and, of course, pests. However, he wasn't here to talk about the building. He pushed open the large wooden door, which creaked as it swung open on its hinges. He looked around for any sign of Pokemon, releasing Buffalo from his ball as well.

Buffalo looked up questioningly at Crispin, who said, "There are some Pokemon who have been stealing food. We need to drive them away somehow."

Bufflo didn't entirely understand this, but he recognized some. Pokemon taking food. Drive away. He immediately nodded, and turned back to the empty barn, issuing a challenge to any who might hear him.

"No-good scavengers! Are you too weak to find your own food? Are you reduced to low thievery? Come out and show your yellow-bellied faces!" He thought about his last statement for a second. How could a face have a yellow belly? Ignoring this, he continued, yelling abuses at the unseen scoundrels until they showed themselves, and challenging them to fight him one-on-one to see who was superior.

Crispin listened to Buffalo's speech with alarm. He definitely didn't want to get swarmed by a large group of pest Pokémon, and Buffalo's speech sounded threatening, but he was really the only one who could communicate with the Pokémon, so he held his tongue.
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