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Cisgadb Region Chap. 2^_^
Junine looked up at the trees she was walking under to see an aipom. "Hi there," she said kindly.
"Snivy," Emerald said saying hello as well.
The aipom stared at them for about a minute, then suddenly jump down right by them, landing on it's tail hand. "Aipom," it said again, then ran off.
"That was weird," Junine said to Emerald.
"Snivy," he replied. "Sni! Sni snivy. Vy vy vy!" Emerald exclaimed pointing at Junine's wrist.
"Huh what's..." she started looking at her left wrist, "... my C-gear, it's gone!" Junine then checked to see if she had everything else, finding that her pokedex as well as her wallet were both missing as well. "Wallet, pokedex, and keys are missing to."
"Snivy," Emerald interrupted, pointing to her front right belt loop, where her keys were hanging from.
"Oops I forgot I put them there," she said rubbing her arm blushing, while Emerald just sweat dropped at his trainer. "Anyways back on topic, let's go catch that aipom and get my things back."
Cisgadb Region Chap. 1^_^
Junine was just starting her journey to become a top coordinator, and she was extremely nervous. There was a contest in about a week and a half in Forestra City. It would be her first, but before she entered she needed to catch another pokemon.
"Vy," Junine looked at the snivy on her shoulder and saw him pointing towards a budew.
"Oh it's a budew. Budew are grass types and make wonderful contest pokemon, but that's just the thing. They are so common in contests, well their evolutions actually. Budew evolves into roselia via happiness, and then roserade via a shiny stone. I want grass types that are uncommon in contests." Junine said to Emerald. They looked at the budew and noticed it looking at them. The budew then used Petal Dance to get and apple down. It caught the apple using it's vines on it's head, and walked over to Junine.
"Budew," it said.
"F-for me?" Junine asked.
"Budew," it replied happily.
"Well aren't you the little gentleman, thank you. Apples are my favo
Cisgadb Region Intro ^_^
A young looking 18-year old looked toward the sky. Her name is Junine. She is albino, meaning her hair is white, skin deathly pale, and her eyes are purple, which just so happens to be rare among even albinos, as their eyes are usually red. Her hair is very long, only a few centimeters from the ground, and she never wears it any way other than down. She is wearing a long-sleeved white button up shirt, black jean shorts, and black sneakers. Junine was sitting in a large tree, her partner Emerald in her lap. Emerald is a male snivy. Him and Junine have been together since she was eight-years old. Tomorrow the two
12 Celestials and Year XXXX II12 Celestials and the Year XXXX
"That . . . was . . . fun," I said panting.
"Yeah . . . it . . . was," Taurus replied, panting as well.
After deciding to run, we did. Taurus ran straight for the school fence, me right behind him. Taurus grabbed the fence with one hand, flipping himself over with ease; I did the same, not even knowing how I did it. As soon as our feet hit the ground, we were running. The football team still decided to follow, going through the entrance instead of hopping the fence, but still close behind. As we ran through the streets, cutting through alleyways, quickly turning corners, running in front of cars, and so on just barely avoiding people. We ran until we came to a dead end, with the football team blocking the only exit.
"Climb!" Taurus yelled. I watched as he grabbed a pole attached to a building and used it to climb. Again I had followed, and the next thing I knew we were jumping roofs, the football team getting lost on the streets belo
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