ADELE VERONESI

"ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD AND THE SAME SHITTY BACKEND, HUH?"

two parts disillusionment, one part disinterest: adele isn't often a person you find yourself seeking out. they can't be called a wallflower, but they aren't at the center of every conversation. watching is their preference and they are ill at-ease when they find themself on the opposite end of that. they themself are a secretary at the general disposal ( though they have their favorites ) of the league and are often found idling about in headquarters filing paperwork, making coffee and running errands when they aren't scurrying floor to floor in search of councilmembers that they can never find when they need them.

PLOT HOOKS

STRANGER THAT WE ARE

MAKING FRIENDS AS AN ADULT IS HARD ACTUALLY

look, they're not trying to be unfriendly.

but, they certainly haven't gone out of their way to make themself come across as someone interested in even being strangers nevermind being friends. that isn't because they don't want to. it's just that? they haven't really thought about it? coming to hoenn alone after everything didn't exactly put them in a situation where they could or would want to socialize. but, you know, years pass. things kind of heal themselves. they're trying again. that means support groups, awkwardly trying to arrange adult play dates, reaching out through online channels: nothing's really stuck, but they're hopeful that it might. where are the other weird adults when you need them?

HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR COFFEE?

I SHOULD GET TIPS IF THIS IS PART OF MY JOB

a councilmember? a gym leader? literally any other shmuck with some authority and weight to throw around? adele's been working for the league for roughly four to five years at this point, ambiguously hanging out in the background as things just kind of happened. maybe you recognize them now or maybe you lucked into being one of their favorite people to work for? maybe you were kind of a freaking nightmare and are the subject of the infinite stories that they've definitely told their pokemon? maybe you're friends, but like work friends? that counts for something. you'll have to tell them, though.

I'M NOT SWEATY, YOU ARE

YES, I'M DIAMOND RANK? DON'T LOOK AT ME

what adele does in their free time is their business if anyone at work asks. they spend a lot of their free time playing online games. that includes mobas, most gachas and mmos. it's just kind of how they pass their time. it's the easiest avenue through which to become acquainted with them, though the toxic player does jump out every now and again if you aren't healing right. they can easily be found at in real life events to gather collectibles or rare items. a manufacturing champion in most mmos, which is the first sign they also could probably run a pyramid scheme in real life if they had money.

PLOT CALLS

YES, I'LL GO GET YOUR LAUNDRY

SECRETARY, NOT A PERSONAL SERVANT

as it stands, adele's a general league secretary, meaning that they kind of will do anything that people tell them to do as long as they're large and charge. that does mean that they're not really any specific person's personal assistant, which i'd actually like to have happen at some point so that they can develop a bit more interest in the setting. they're reliable, but complain a lot and eventually will just start complaining to your face but they'll do what needs to be done on your part.

this is my discount lord-retainer. this is more of a slowburn, ironically, because you kind of have to earn their loyalty. transferring them over is easy because they'll go where the money goes. but, i think there could be an interesting payoff, whether the relationship is antagonistic or sympathetic. if you tick them off, it opens them up to being a bit of a snitch to rocketers without meaning to be. if you play nice, they'll be more diligent about preserving your reputation. much to discuss here if you're interested, but playing pretty fast and loose with this.

THREAD IDEAS

this is just a running list of possible plots that we can hit the ground running with. may not be up to date. last edit: 6/12.

CHAT-NOT

NEIGHBORS, SLICE OF LIFE FLAVORED

the last few nights have been strange. lately, you've been hearing the sound of odd muttering and distended voices that seem to belong to? more than one person? but, you know your neighbors. that kind of thing seems pretty strange. maybe it's nothing for you to worry about. maybe it's just that the building is pretty old. that is, at least, until tonight, when you suddenly heard the sound of someone screaming. apparently, one of your neighbors, adele, hears it too.

tl;dr a pseudo ghost hunt, wherein you eventually find out that their awful little chatot has a terrible sense of humor.

TEN CENTIMETERS PER SECOND

SLICE OF LIFE FLAVORED

this could be played as a neighbors, coworkers or pure strangers situation. you swear that you didn't put it there. you know that you set it somewhere well within sight, so that you'd know to grab it. what you don't know is how that thing ended up hanging off of your table or how that other thing ended up across the room. and hey, wasn't that chair a few feet over that way? what's going on here? are you losing your marbles or? wait, why's that person trying to grab your stuff? hey!

tl;dr their gastly's moving your stuff around just enough for it to be annoying. adele knows, and is frantically working to try and put everything back before you notice that they know that you know.

LET'S MAKE A DATE

SLICE OF LIFE FLAVORED

oh, good! you've got a match on this dating app. isn't that nice? hey. wait. no, you remember this face? you remember this person. weren't they super rude to you? oh, and now they don't even remember who you are? to add insult to injury, you find out shortly after they message you that they didn't mean to swipe on you and that it was actually their psyduck's fault. hm, maybe this is an opportunity to clear the air? or, you know, maybe it's a chance for just a little vindication.

tl;dr their psyduck stepped on their phone and accidentally swiped on you, but you remember adele doing something very specifically bad enough to merit a small grudge. like steal your coffee, maybe. or tell you your hips sit weird. time for a revenge( ? ) date.