The Region of Dragons
This is a private, invite-only RP, but thanks for being interested!
: Necro, what did I say about fighting Silvally? : You have no evidence that I did that! : He’s in the Pokecenter critically wounded. : That could’ve been anyone! : Burnt by a Prismatic Laser. : ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Featured Story
//GRABS KNIVES// ALWAYS BE PREPARED))
(I AM HERE! I'm here too)
(AMBER-CHAN IS HERE!!!)
ah, god, Silver, I love you so much)) Krystal arrived early at the dock, brushing her fingers over her pokeballs she brought: Solar, Loki, Glydon, and Necro. The brochure said to bring as little pokemon so they don't upset the "balance," whatever that meant.
Mirage yawned while he sat on Silver's back. Finally, he was able to bring Salamé. The Charizard had been anxious to travel with Mirage. Little did they know, another visitor was among them.
Krystal saw the telltale fin of Silver and smiled. Pressing the button on Solar's pokeball, she sent her out, pointed, then said, "Go get 'em."
Silver turned to Solar and grinned. Solar! He chirped. Mirage chuckled. "Hey, Solar." He said.
Suddenly, a purple blur collided with Krystal, feathery and furry wings slapping her face. You LEFT ME. With the SAD NOODLES. She laughed and pulled the raging Koroku off of her face, saying, "Winter, baby, they said limited amount of pokemon." Winter snorted and glared at her, then carreened into Solar.
Salamé appeared out of his Pokeball then raced towards Solar as Silver raced after him. Solar!! Salamé roared as he flew at the Heliolisk
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