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POSTED ON May 29, 2021 20:37:34 GMT

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Slateport City. A city perpetually smelling of sea-salt, due to the sun evaporating the very edges of the seawater, and the wind current carrying the particles inland. The two of them were in some sort of brick and mortar store next to the battle tent. Perhaps, it was an attempt to siphon off tourists after they were done embarrassing themselves.

"Don't thank me, man. You figured it out pretty quickly. Oh. And uh, I'm sorry for singling you out earlier." He quickly tagged that on at the end. It was unclear how sorry he really was, given how quickly Danny acclimated to the setting. His expression softened as he entered the changing room.

Casey exited in his usual thin, neoprene-adjacent getup. His 'techwear' for people who had to look formal but not sweat through their clothes. He left a folded pile of the clothes he was given on the table.

Casey waited for Danny, arms folded. It was unclear if he had on eyeliner that matched his thin face, or dark circles around his eyes. Nonetheless, he cleared his throat. "So! How did you hear about this gig? I mean, it was definitely your first."

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TL;DR: The shoot is done.

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POSTED ON May 29, 2021 19:57:52 GMT

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"I think you know what you're doing. We'll be done soon." The assistant began adjusting the camera. A cream-white backdrop, with a camera on a cart. A digital film toting device, four-wheeled with a kickstand. They zoomed in on either of them, then followed with a wide group shot. Then, the camera wheels shifted, as the two of them were documented on either side. Then, a seemingly baffling shot of the two from behind, with the camera facing the line of people.

As the two of them stared blankly into the camera, they felt the row of people as well as the photographer training their eyes on them. It became so much easier to bear if either of them let their mind wander, making "eye contact" with the lens. Nonthreatening lo-fi chill beats to get no homework done to were piped in, from a phone hooked up to a speaker in the corner.

The series of muted clicks ended, followed by the photographer pantomiming unzipping the jacket. Casey complied, but didn't pull it down all the way. The collar stood stiff, but the open zipper made a Y shape, centering his exposed neck and collarbone, in the thin yellow shirt he wore. Another click came, and the two were told to go.

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TL;DR: The shoot is going on.

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POSTED ON May 29, 2021 17:17:10 GMT

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Slateport City. A city perpetually smelling of sea-salt, due to the sun evaporating the very edges of the seawater, and the wind current carrying the particles inland. Slateport double-dipped in a way similar to Mauville. It had the culture and knowledge-economy of a coastal hub like Lilycove, and also the merchant ship/fisherman ship material world under-girding it.

The assistant began setting the scene. A cream-white backdrop, with a camera on a cart. A digital film toting device, four-wheeled with a kickstand. There was a white cube in the room, incase someone was told to pose around it or sit on it. A pair of models stepped up, a tall girl in black with rust-orange hair, and a short girl in rust-orange with black hair; though it was clear they weren't related. One stood, the other stood with a foot on the waist-high cube.

Danny made his way over to Casey, and asked for help. The camera slowly made an orbit around the pair in the shooting area, with the assistant slightly nudging and posing them. Casey glanced aside, then turned to face him. The assistant directing the show gave a nod to Casey, and broke up the line into groups of two, seemingly sticking the two boys together. "You can sit, if you'd like. Try to have a neutral expression, and make eye-contact with the camera. If you get contradicting ideas on what to do, go with the last thing you're told. Point that out if they press you on it. Then, you'll either be in a print-ad or on the website. Either way, you'll get a check in the mail."

The two infront of the camera finished up after 20 or so muted camera clicks, and walked back into the meeting-room to change. With these two up next, Casey stood with his back straight, head leaned back, and chin pointed out, staring down the camera with a put-on boy-prince look. His hands were clasped together at about waist height. What looked like a praying gesture was him digging into the crevices between his fingers, just as nervous as Danny seemed to be.

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TL;DR: The shoot is beginning.

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POSTED ON May 29, 2021 15:35:52 GMT

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The assistant hurried them along. It all fell into place following Danny's decision. Seemingly, it set the tenor for everyone there. People pointed to placards that contrasted with their hair colors. Casey went with the sand-beige, just to wear something different to his usual plum-colored athleisure nonsense.

Lined up against the wall of the room they were in, adjacent to the room full of camera equipment, was a row of changing booths. Casey slipped into one, and under the door the assistant slid a slightly baggy tracksuit. He folded his clothes neatly under an arm, stepping out with the zipper all the way up. Because of how the fabric hung off of him, the collar obscured his collarbone but not his neck. The pockets on the pants were long enough to shoplift with. He was just lanky enough for the suit to look like a full-body version of raver pants on him. One by one, the group was changing and being ushered into the photography room next door.

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TL;DR: The shoot is about to begin.

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POSTED ON May 29, 2021 6:28:26 GMT

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It was here that a boutique brand that couldn't yet afford to move to Lilycove set up shop. A place that had a brick and mortar store for people to go be annoying in, and an upstairs where modeling campaigns go down. It went by Smart Armor; the niche seller of compression gear for workers and athletes and mesh shorts. Seemingly, they were making inroads into normal people territory with a line of tracksuits.

A number of young men and women were sat down, in a room together. They had enough to go around, sure. But the assistant tending to all of them set atleast 10 color swatches on the table, printed on placards with white text at the bottom. Ink black. Navy blue. Tamato-berry red. Nanab-pink. Sand-beige. Nosepass blue. White. Slate-grey. Rust-orange. Royal purple.

Casey had atleast two semi-famous relatives, and a number of photoshoots for brands like this. And yet, he stayed his hand. They all did, the number of professional models as well as minor stars of other stripes muscling their way in. He cast a glance aside, trying to single out Danny as gently as possible. "I don't think I've seen you before. I don't know about the rest of you, but we should let him pick first, right?"

^{DANNY HALL}

TL;DR: They're choosing colorways for the outfits they'll wear during the shoot.

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53. HOENN SUMMER MINI GAMES - SIGN UP!

POSTED ON May 29, 2021 5:25:27 GMT

character tag: Casey Fincher [break]
pokemon & movesets: Whiscash! Mouse over sprite for ability and moves.[break]
notes: aint i a stinker

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POSTED ON May 29, 2021 4:17:28 GMT

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Purchasing

Three pokeballs. Total cost: 60 pd.

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POSTED ON May 25, 2021 20:21:15 GMT

Route 119. Casey would know it as a quaint hiking trail, miles from his new home in Lilycove. A winding path that was too shallow to be called a mountain, though there were waterfalls and rock walls. Surefire signs of tectonic plate activity pushing one layer of earth above another.

A hilly region densely forested. The two groups barreling into eachother for status sat at the bottom of the steep climb they stood atop; the sort of thing someone could scale on a bike at breakneck speeds, if they didn't mind the small but nonzero risk of Phineas Gaging themselves on the rocks.

Casey Maverick found himself there, acknowledged by Quinn. "If I'm not mistaken... this is the main path. Unless you're one of those masochists who likes to swim upriver." He said, as some of the Primeapes had the bright idea to scale the wall they stood on. So much for being safe.

He slowly peeled the Drifloon from his head, its body producing a low level of static and making his hair stand on end like some sort of nu-metal guy. "--I thought you knew what you were doing! They're gonna be up here in a second! I'll stall for time." He dug a hand through one of his long zip-up pockets, digging fingers into a pokeball nervously. One tried to brain the balloon with Hammer Arm, but the hand seemed to slip through. Drifloon used Gust, sending the line of primates getting ready to wrestle them careening down the cliff and drying the mud-slide bikers used to scale it.

^{Quinn Riley}

TL;DR: Reject Society. Return to Monkey.

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POSTED ON May 25, 2021 16:43:39 GMT

Harvested 5/25 grepa berries, which if I’m not mistaken regrow indefinitely. They’ll be ready to harvest again on 6/15.

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POSTED ON May 25, 2021 16:29:28 GMT

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Redeeming from Garden x3 Grepa Berries, yielding 30 pd for Casey.
Spending 40 pd on a level up tutor to give Drifloon Ominous Wind.

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POSTED ON May 25, 2021 4:34:45 GMT

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Taking this here with Quinn Riley .

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POSTED ON May 25, 2021 4:33:25 GMT

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Route 119. Quinn would know it as the commute home from work. The route frequented by nature lovers and triathlete freaks alike, all tuned in to the same frequency. The same love for fresh air and wind in their hair as they battled the multiple flavors of inhospitable terrain with naught but their own bodies.

A hilly region covered in patches of grass so tall you can't see what's infront of you while stepping through it, with a river running all the way down and feeding into the sea to the West of Hoenn eventually. Like a big vein leading right to a heart.

Casey Maverick found himself there, atop a rocky outcropping. Below, he could see trouble brewing in the forested area between patches of overgrown grass. Passimians and Primeapes fighting in large groups. It looked like a cartoon dustcloud, on soil that was too moist to produce such a thing. Casey sighed, his path blocked. Ontop of that, such an altercation could easily spill over and hurt people. Was it bags under his eyes, or a subtle eyeshadow?

He felt a pair of eyes on him, on his navy blue tracksuit that didn't suit the climate, though the setting sun softened this somewhat. "You too, huh? I'll figure something out, just hold on." He dug a hand through one of his long zip-up pockets, of the sort you could shoplift in. Whiscash? Skarmory? How about... He held the yellow and blue pokeball for a recently gifted Drifloon, just digging his fingers into it. Eventually he let it out, and the balloon let out a whistle that felt like a dissonant chord on a stringed instrument, clinging to his head.

^{Quinn Riley}

TL;DR: Casey inadvertently does a faux-pas on the sea, this supposedly neutral ground.

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You Again?! A Family Reunion!!

POSTED ON May 24, 2021 6:45:19 GMT

The Lilycove Contest Hall. The dense, air-conditioned building on the southern side of the town at the very coast of the eastern seaboard. It sat near the Lilycove Drydock, the place where passenger and cargo ships often parked.

He felt like he had to clarify that wild statement. "Y'know, the like... meat flavored dry food that people bulk buy for their pokemon. The stuff that covers their nutritional needs but like... I'm not turning this thing loose in the sea and damaging the ecosystem." Casey said, holding the big baby up as Melody reached a hand out to it.

Casey nodded at Melody, and his face softened a bit. "You're right. There's a whole world outside what my parents let me see that I still need to see for myself." And then, he remembered he was going somewhere with this train of thought. "I appreciate the offer, I really do. But before this, I went online and saw someone put up a personal ad in Lilycove. A student looking for someone to split rent with. And if that isn't enough, I'll figure it out once I'm more established here."

He said confidently, having never figured this sort of thing out before. He'd always stayed one room over in whatever building his father stayed at, as the Comptroller of Fallarbor. The accountant for the sleepy town so often shook to its core by volcanic activity, or an ash deposit keeping everyone inside.

^{Melody Miro}

TL;DR: Y'know!! That borderline dog food that they make pokemon eat in the anime. Even the ones that are bipedal and approaching human self-awareness!!

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