Keenan...was lost. Again. In the Petalburg Woods. Again. Why did he like coming into these woods was beyond him, but here he was, wondering around the woods like an idiot. Again. Sighing, he tried to look for any kind of marker. Wet bush. Wet tree. Wet shrubbery. Wet and muddy Mareep. Wet tree. Wait, wed and muddy Mareep? Looking back, there was a poor Mareep looking as lost as he was. Huh. Approaching the Pokemon from the front as to not startle it, he did start to talk to it. "Hey there, little guy, I'm Keenan...do you mind if I get closer to you?" The Mareep eyed him wearily, but stepped forward. Close enough for him to make out that it had a collar of some kind. So, it was owned then.

"Hey, buddy, can I get a closer look at your collar? I need to see if I can help you get back to your friends..."[/color] Though with his terrible sense of direction, probably not. Still, the electric sheep moved closer, letting him read it. Looked like it was for a rancher in Petalburg City. Poor baby...Kee wanted to cry with it. Being alone in these woods, not knowing where it was, likely scared as well. Noises did make him look around. Taking out a Pokeball, the five foot eight blonde was ready for anything. "Who's there? Show yourself!" He didn't like surprises...at least not bad ones.

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Kee walked through the woods, again. And lost his way from the main path. Again. He knew he was in the Petalburg Woods, but he had no idea where he was in said woods...not if he was closer to Rustboro or closer to Petalburg. The blonde had no sense of direction, and his phone had died hours ago because he forgot to charge it. Did he stop and go back to charge it? No, of course not, he could get through it without any help whatsoever! Boy was he wrong. At least he had plenty of provisions, both of the human kind and of the Pokemon kind. Still, not good to get lost. Sitting down, the amber eyed teen wanted to cry. He always had to rely on technology, a Pokemon, or his younger brother to find his way. Or someone else. He never had a good sense of direction unless he stayed in one place for years on end. Hence why he could move around Littleroot no problem, and he had visited Oldale enough to know his way around there too. He wanted to be a reliable big brother...but that wasn't happening anytime soon. Hearing rustling in the bushes, Keenan took out a pokeball, ready to release one of his Pokemon to deal with any foe. Hopefully, it wasn't an enemy...


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Vika put out a good idea in layering the entrance. Lungs burning, he could hear the thrashing. The blonde kept going even as he heard a more terrifying sound. "Vika! Dig through a building!" The Vikavolt spun into the building to the right, and Kee followed it into what looked like the lobby to an apartment complex or hotel. Jumping over a desk, continuing to follow, he half wondered just how reckless can a god-like Pokemon can afford to get. Yelling out to go left after going into yet another building, he found himself back out into the street, but under an overhang and only the next street over. Though two buildings to his left at that point were on fire, one of which starting to collapse already, the shockwave from it putting Kee on his butt.



He crawled away to the next building over, and went inside. Wondering when this stage would end...and if he should even continue. It was a grim reality that yeah, he or his Pokemon could die at any moment...but how often do legendaries like Rayquaza make their presence known? He knew of Groundon and the Ultra Beast War, but what else? This seemed like complete overkill. And hoped that he was far enough and hidden enough for the Pokemon to feel like it won and leave...maybe he can help out with the cleanup?


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Greyson Connors

It wasn't enough, not by a longshot! The Protect held for mere moments before it snapped, the explosion from the Hyper Beam sent Keenan back into the building, hitting the back of his head on the floor, his vision going black for only a second. Getting up, he rushed to the door to try to find his buddy. Only find a smoldering crater. Tears welled up in his eyes. Houndoom...his oldest friend...was gone. Just like that. About to crumble in sorrow, the roar brought him back to his senses...if only for a moment. He needed to keep going. And rage flowed in his veins. Taking out a Pokeball, he released Vikavolt. "Vika, use Sticky Web, and stay close, we need to cross and get out of here!" Out the duo ran. Well, Kee ran, Vikavolt flew, spewing sticky webs all around the king of the skies.



The large bug Pokemon was already much faster than Keenan, and ended up picking up her trainer to rush over to the alley way across the street. She still kept firing the webs, at least trying to tie up an arm or that maw. Hopefully all three. But it wasn't necessarily aimed, just random firing.

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Keenan stepped out just in time to see Rayquaza fly past at street level. One of his Pokemon came out immediately, his Houndoom. Calm as ever, the devildog stood in front of Keenan to protect him. The dragon stared the duo down before opening its mouth, charging up for another attack. Reacting quickly and without orders, the fire-type let loose with a Fire Blast, sending a vaguely star shaped blast of flames at the legendary's mouth, hoping that it would cause both attacks to explode right in its mouth. Keenan had another idea though, something more defensive focused. Houndoom! Prepare to use Protect!" Houndoom prepared to do just that, just in case the attack failed. Strong as he was, Kee wasn't sure if his longest lasting buddy's defensive attack would be enough should the serpent let loose another attack, this time directed at them. He can only hope that they can survive this encounter.

Greyson Connors


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Redeeming five Sweet hearts for Gracidea Seed. Sweet hearts came from 3 speed dates, 1 Palintine card, and 1 Dessert/Tea Case.

That was news to him. Then again, he usually didn't keep up with that. He'd check and research every few days...long enough for it to be old news any more. Although... "I went with a non-traditional challenge...his traditional challenges are not as traditional as I would expect, and none of my Pokemon are suited to be a "civilian" in need of protecting. Still, I'll do my best! I already have a team lined up for the challenge!" Even if a few of them he barely spent any time with. But hopefully he had a good balance between utility and battling. Thankfully, they weren't very busy, or if they were, not overly so. "That's good to hear! It's been a pain to get in for a gym challenge. I'll be there! And you may see this guy in action too..." May not be the smartest decision to let someone know one of the Pokemon you'll be using against them, but Keenan was proud of his Houndoom. Who gave Cian a confident, wolf-ish grin. And with that, the bell rang.

CIAN MAHER

TEAS & DESSERTS:

An unexpected Delivery by an Vivillon

ORDER DETAILS: A package of various sample tea blends to try and an assortment of chocolate.[break][break] TO: DEREK HOFFMAN[break][break] CARD: "Haven't heard from you in a while, I hope things are going well! Here's a little gift to get your spirits up or keep them there! I didn't know what you liked, so I got you some variety packs. We should meet and catch up a little bit soon. Enjoy!" Signed Keenan Toral[break][break]

Keenan perked up at the thought of the Minor League. They'd be good testing grounds for his other challenges, at least. Cian seemed to be a man of few words, even if he was bubbly and puppy-like. "That sounds like a good idea. I think I will, after my gym challenge with Greyson Connors. That one is coming up pretty soon. Are you guys usually busy?" Trying to get a gym challenge to the normal ones were atrociously difficult. Any time he found an opening, it would be filled before he even started the application. It was wearing him down. But he had to be patient. He had something to prove! Hopefully the Minor League wasn't as busy. Besides, he only had a brief stint in Rustboro, after Derek Hoffman escorted him there after he had gotten lost and his phone died...

CIAN MAHER

Kee turned to find an above average looking man close by, but approaching, apologizing about being late. Sitting down, he introduced himself to Kee with a smile as bright as ever. It...kind of made the guy look like a Houndour or Growlithe or other similar Pokemon. The younger blonde suddenly wanted to pet him and tell Cian he was a good boy. Snapping out of the stupor, he decided to laugh and introduce himself. "I'm Keenan Toral. Pleasure's mine, I'm sure." The barely legal adult leaned forward with interest. "I'm just a traveler, and trying to do the gym circuit and finding out what I want to do for the rest of my life. What about you? What do you do?" Or possibly want to do. After this event...was Kee's mind heading towards the gutter?

CIAN MAHER

"You're so cool, I wanna Mimikyu!" To: noah faber and one to DEREK HOFFMAN , both from Keenan Toral

BATTLE PACK

Receiving on Keenan Toral

I've said it before, and I'll say it again, this is probably the best run rp site I've been on, and there's only two people running it. Thank you for your hard work and dedication!

It was the fourth date for him. So far nothing for the romance aspect...but it was what it was. He got business card...and that was about the most of it. Kee had hoped for something a bit more...but maybe that was asking too much of this little event. The blonde sat down at the next table, which didn't have his fourth date yet. Houndoom walked over and sat down, patiently waiting as well, though he did yawn. "Don't worry, boy, one more after this one, and then we can go to the park and play tag with everyone. How does that sound?" The black dog woofed in approval. So now he waited. Looking over, he tried to find his brother in the crowd. Seemed like he lost the tyke in all the moving. Oh well, that's why they had cell phones...

CIAN MAHER