Lumeloch Town Festival

[pokemonleague]

Every year in Lumeloch town, there is a grand festival of sorts. The festival brings people from all over Bohren and other neighboring regions to kick off the opening of the Bohren Pokemon League Season. The town hosts various events such as a Pokemon Contest, carnival games and rides, and on the final day, the first Pokemon Tournament: A single battle, one pokemon only free-for-all. Extremely basic, with high stakes: The first Bohren Tournament Ribbon and a very mysterious and valuable prize!

The gates have finally opened and the Lumeloch festival has begun!

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[serpentmaster]

The Village was...cute, Armonde supposed. It was small and peaceful and in the horizon he saw wind powered generators blowing in the wind, typical he thought. When he arrived in the town, he presented his trainers card and was greeted by an overly enthusiastic teenage girl selling some sort of confectionist sugar coating some sort of berry...thing. He shook his head and tried to be as polite as someone like him could be.

The carnival was...boring. Someone from a small town might find it exciting, but for him, it was dull and "quiant" which was never a good adjective in his book. He found himself a seat on a bench close enough to not seem suspicious but far enough away to keep his eye on everyone at the event.

[dudeihaveagym]

Skyler wandered around the carnival, Azumarill loose at her side. She had an large cone of cotton candy and was handing frequent pieces to Azumarill as they walked.

She also seemed to have an almost constant stream of babble going. "Man what a boring town, the lake isn't even big enough to have waves, makes you wish you had a boat or a jetski or something you know? The carnival is fun but man I wish we'd get on circuit already, it's stupid that all the gym leaders have to travel with the tournament circuit, I want to be back in Crescent Beach already - oops, sorry!"

She said the last to Armonde as, while she was paying more attention to griping than walking, she ran right into him.

[serpentmaster]

"Oof! Watch where you are going!" How could someone be so stupid to trip over a person while they are sitting down. He could already feel a huge bruise starting to form on his. He rubbed his shins a bit and cursed under his breath. He thought he recognized the girl for a second, he was positive he had seen that Azumarill before. Yes. He was sure he knew her. He had grown up in Crescent Beach and had come across her many times before, now she was the up and coming gym leader of the time. He smirked, "Skyler, I take it. Armonde, I doubt you know me, but I have heard much about you."

[dudeihaveagym]

"Well, nice to meet you then!" Skyler said cheerfully, holding out her hand to shake. Azumarill reached up at the cotton candy uselessly, waving at Skyler.

"Zu zu zu zumarill!" he said, scolding, and Skyler lowered the cotton candy within his reach without even looking.

"You've heard about me? I'm kinda new to the league, you're not local to Tournament Mount or something are you?"

[serpentmaster]

"This will be my first attempt." He shook Skyler's hand softly, "I'm from your home town, you are a bit younger than me I'd assume, but I've heard interesting things about you." Armonde looked down at the Azumarill. Obviously a spoiled pokemon, as it leaped up trying to get the cotton candy.

"I don't mean to be intrusive," except he totally was, "But I'm feeling a bit tired, how about a battle to heat things up around here?" he knew the tournament was happening later that day, but he wanted a fresh start. If he could manage to take down a member of the League, perhaps the other Rocket Operatives could easily win the prize at the main tournament.

[sky_sharkling]

After hearing about this festival not long after arriving in this region, Akito had decided that it would make an excellent place to start exploring. It was always better when there were people around, after all.

He wandered around quite happily, Gia at his side. The Gible was about as excited as her trainer, copying Akito's habit of bouncing a little when he walked. Akito could also sense his other at the back of his mind, Agito watching without much interest. He just wanted to see the battle that was taking place and be a part of it.

People walking by were already talking about a battle at the lake, which made Akito head that way curiously. He didn't like battling much himself, but he was still curious. There was something about a badge being on the line...

Post-battle, I guess?

[dudeihaveagym]

Skyler pushed her fingers through her hair as she walked away from the battlefield at the lake. That Gyarados had been tough to take down.

Speaking of which... she held out her pokeball and released Azumarill, picking him up in her arms. He looked decidedly worse for wear as she scratched him behind the ears. "Sorry about that, buddy. But you were kind of goofing off."

"Zu," Azumarill said tiredly.

"Don't worry about it, there has to be someone with a portable pokemon center around here somewhere."

Works for me!

[sky_sharkling]

"Gi?"

Akito paused as Gia stopped, looking down towards the lake, or rather at the figure coming towards them. "Gia, what's wrong?" he asked curiously, following her gaze. Spotting the trainer with the hurt Azumarill, he started a little. Bad memories, but they didn't matter right now.

"Ah, hey! Is your Azumarill alright?" he called, running down towards the girl, Gia right behind him. "It looks hurt..." Maybe she'd been in the battle he'd been hearing about.

OMG I tag so slow FAIL

[dudeihaveagym]

Skyler was scanning the crowd looking for the telltale Chansey or red cross of a pokemon center worker - they were usually all over the place at events like these - when suddenly a voice shook her out of her thoughts.

"Huh?" she said, turning around to spot the kid running up to her. "Oh - yeah, he's a little worse for wear from the battle. I'm trying to find one of the field medics they have walking around for the tournament... don't want to have to go all the way back to town."

[shoothimfirst]

A field medic, you say? Or...at least, there's a very cross Chansey and her equally irritated-looking trainer. Freidrich appraised Skyler with a mild indifference.

"Do you require assistance?"

[rattlethestars]

Time Stamp: An hour or so after the battle that took place.

Jim had wandered the grounds of the festival for a bit now; it was interesting but nothing too outstanding. None the less, he was excited. He had been in a crowd of people watching a battle begin, amusement creeping over his features as he heard someone whisper that it was for a badge. "So... she's a gym leader, is she?" he said, looking down to his Gortle Ether and petting his nose. They watched what they could of the battle, taking note of the types of Pokemon she used and how. It would be good information for later.

He had wandered off though, Ether lumbering behind him slow and careful, a small pinkish Ditto nested in his bushes on his shell. They made it around the grounds and back out to the edges, resting there. Seated on the ground and watching folks run about enjoying themselves, he leaned back on the Gortle's shell, sitting near his head and nibbled off some green cotton candy.

"How about that one other there?" He said, pointing to a girl and her Poliwhirl. the pinkish Ditto stares at it, then jumped down to the ground and turned into the Poliwhirl... only it had the small black eyes and was... tiny. Jim snorted. "Not bad. I wonder why you can't get the size right..."

He watched, distracted by the mini Poliwhirl-Ditto as it spun around in a silly manner.

((A lil late but if anyone wishes to talk to him he's around and planning))

[pain_split]

"Downward Drifblim! Downward!" The decent was suddenly very rapid, Drifblim took very literal orders and suddenly they were dropping out of the sky, "SLOWER! SLOWER!" He bellowed, the wind throwing his soaking wet scarf over his eyes. Just before they crashed into the ground, the Drifblim came to a screeching halt. Viktor, who had been sitting on top of it, slowly peeled himself off and slithered onto the ground.

"Bliiim~" awfully pleased with itself, the Drifblim began to spin around Viktor.

"Yes, you did a wonderful job. Next time we travel across the country, we're going to check the weather first." He looked down at his pokegear, noticing the scrambled message he had received from another Gym Leader, advising him she had just battle and cause a large storm, "Ah. Well..."

He took off his wet scarf and unzipped his long coat which had kept him dry for the most part. He looked around and threw the scarf into near by trash can, "Drifblim, thank you for the ride, return." he put out a pale purple pokeball, returning the joyful pokemon in a surge of red light.

[rattlethestars]

He watched the little ditto play around, finding easy enjoyment from it's antics for a change. At least it wasn't trying to nest in his hair this time. It was the bellowing for 'slower' that got his attention next though. Looking up he watched a great Drifblim descend the sky, atop it a person.

Apparently he had come across that storm, though who threw away scarves and articles of clothing like that, Jim wasn't sure. The man had really just chucked that scarf huh. He watched with mild interest as the man made his ride return, a split second later Morph shifted, a blob like motion from one pokemon to a... 11 inch Drifblim.

"Not bad. Size is still wrong though..." he mumbled to the little thing in a charming manner, pointing a finger at it with a small smile. Shifting his gaze to the man though, he gave a call out. "Hey mister, Nice Drifblim!" And after a moment, though not as loud, he mused "It must be storming really well out there..."

[pain_split]

Viktor turned quickly, hearing the remark about his pokemon, "Ah! Thank you," he noticed the small pokemon bobbeling back and forth it took him a moment but he finally realized it was a Ditto and he chuckled, "Clever Ditto you have there." He decided to walk over, as he had just arrived and the point of the festival was for this years trainers to get to know one another, "Viktor." He put out his hand smiling.

[rattlethestars]

"He's not mine..." He stated, a knee-jerk reaction to comments about the ditto. Standing though, he dusted his rear off and sighed, a glance to the Grotle whose head lifted from the ground to see the boy moving. "He's... a good little thing though."

A hand reached out to pet the little Ditto which bobbed and bounced there chipper, then as the man extended his own hand, Jim reached out to shake it. A firm shake, and a classic roguish smile. "I'm Jim. Jim Hawkins."

[shoothimfirst]

Freidrich had two duties at the moment: do his job as a field medic and to see which trainers were too cocky for their own good; easy prey, so to speak. It had been sometime since he'd fought in anything competitive, but he never stopped training his team.

By his side was his Chansey, who unlike most of her species was the most sour, grumpy thing...Except to her trainer. She was the one that took care of the actual healing; Freidrich just oversaw it.

[serpentmaster]

Armonde sighed, walking casually through the crowd. They were all so perky. Eating cotton candy in the shape of Jigglypuffs, Pikachu shaped popsicle and hot-dogs coated in toppings and shaped like Burmy. He was disgusted with this. What was peoples fascination with food shaped like pokemon? Did they want to eat pokemon? He continued to wade through the field searching for a field medic or a Chansey to heal his entire team, which had just been massacred by one of the regions newest Gym Leaders.

As he turned the corner he saw two very disgruntled figures, both dressed in proper medical attire, a man and a Chansey, "Ah, at last." He strolled up to the two, "I take it you are the festivals Medics, I was just in a rather nasty battle, if you wouldn't mind, entire team needs fixing up." He smiled a bit, as the two didn't seem at all interested in his presence.

[shoothimfirst]

Freidrich narrowed his eyes slightly. He hadn't seen the battle, but he had little patience for those foolish enough to have their entire team wiped out in a single go. His disdain clearly showed...His Chansey seemed less enthused than he did.

"Ja, ja, I have to, you know, even if it vas you own fault."

[serpentmaster]

Armonde raised an eyebrow. Was he just insulted? It seemed like he was. But he wasn't sure. No he was definitely insulted, "Yes, of course. My fault. I assume you were there to watch?" He kept his eyebrow raised. Of course, if the man had watched the battle, then he might excuse the jab, maybe.

[shoothimfirst]

The smirk that crawled across his face was evidence to the fact he had. Tobias thoroughly enjoyed getting under people's skins and that reaction was no different.

"Ja. I vas."

[pain_split]

Word sure did get around fast. The stand were full of people chattering about the upcoming battle. Viktor had changed into his casual battle wear: a high collard shirt, a large flowing cape, and slacks. Nothing fancy. He was standing on the side of the field examining the crowd, the sun slowly starting to make its decent. Viktor had joined the League only two years before and was considered the newbie of the 8 gym leaders. This was Skylers first year in the league and was now taking upon her the title of "Newbie." he had yet to battle her and he was very excited. His pokemon had been training hard, and he had some new tricks up his sleeve. He was ready.

[dudeihaveagym]

It'd been a long time since Skyler had done a battle for an audience. Normally the only thing people were watching her do was surf... but she liked this aspect of battling. A lot. And she was looking forward to seeing what Viktor could do, since he was the only other "new" gym leader.

Azumarill was out at her side as they approached the arena - Skyler saw with satisfaction that her half of the arena's floor had been pulled back to reveal the pool underneath it. This was a League facility after all, and they wasted no expense on the tournament.

"You ready?" She called across the field, taking her position at the platform. Azumarill returned without even being asked, a flash of light into his pokeball.

[pain_split]

Viktor took his place on the side of the field and looked down at his belt, debating which one to call first, he selected a ball and looked up at Skyler, "I hope you know, I am not going to go easy on you. Lets begin." He pulled out the pokeball and threw it toward his side of the field, "Go! Drifblim!"

There was a flash of light and purple smoke, Viktor liked seals, and Drifblim spun into the air, "Bliiiiiim~" it stopped which cause the smoke to vanish. Slowly, Drifblim floated down to the field.

[dudeihaveagym]

"Wouldn't be any fun if you did!" she said, selecting a pokeball. It was predictable, but she always sent out the same pokemon first.

"Lucky, go get 'em!" she shouted, tossing Lucky's pokeball into the air. The Lanturn came out mid-throw in a backflip, landing in the water with a neat splash. He popped back up, his anntena bobbing in the water, and gave a glance back at Skyler.

"Sorry about the battles so close together, buddy - you know how tournament season is."

"Lantuuurn," he said, flipping his fin in a little shrug.

[pain_split]

Viktor smiled, a Lanturn, he always love interesting type combination's. He wasn't sure what to expect, "If you don't mind, I'll take the first move. Drifblim..." he paused.

The audience was silent. Viktor ate it up.

He lifted up his arm pointing toward Skyler's end of the field, "WILL-O-WISP!"

"Driiiif!" Blue fire surrounded Drifblim, spinning quickly, "Blim!" the stopped spinning around him and started to spin around Lanturn, closing in until they finally connected, burning it badly.