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Suppose will nominate and see if the bump helps Tapu Lele Lilligant Tinkaton Maschiff Sandshrew Belibolt

I don't know how to rate an intentionally wonky song, but it was fun, 7/10

Very fun and sounded really good in general, 8/10

I clap one, you clap one... “Oh, oh, I don’t have magic but I can do something cool too!” Hana said suddenly, waving a hand around. She stepped forward and then looked at Melissa “Oh yeah, I’m Hana, this is Constable, we’re from Team Wildlife!” Constable let out a short bark and the kids who weren’t already paying attention locked in and leaned forward as the dog-like creature got closer. He let out a series of bark and rumbles and Hana nodded along, “you’re so right, boss!” Constable glanced over at Hana with a side-eye and she stared at him blankly for a bit before remembering, “oh yeah, you don’t know what he said!” she spoke to the kids, “Constable says that he is happy to see so many...uhh...bright and shining young folk gathered in one place! Ha, that’s such an old guy thing to say!” She took a big step forward and had a grin on her face. She raised an arm and what Melissa would recognize as a Duel Disk, not the ones their watches generated but much more in line with what Melissa was used to, materialized on it. “Check this out!” She slapped a card down and waited a few moments. Then she glanced down, “oh, right, that’s a five star, first I gotta use my Field Spell!” At those words Constable gave a start and turned towards her. He let out a bark of warning but it was too late. “Time to activate, A Legendary Ocean!” When she put the card on the disk suddenly the room rapidly began to fill up with water. The doors and windows were closed and so the water had nowhere to go and it wasn’t long before they were standing in roughly knee deep water that was still rising. --- The primal fear of cleaning up someone else’s mess Rona cast a side eye at Fen at her words. Then she looked back to Kasayee. And then to Fen. "Ah, so...in your world, you all must eat whatever you can." She frowned and then smiled, "well don't worry about that here! Where I come from things could be tough when it came to food as well but you don't have to consider eating the dead now." She clapped Fen on the back. "I, too, have experience with the undead....yes, that's right, if a ghost shows up I shall blast it with a Thoron spell and be done with it." She moved to pat the book at her side then. For a moment Fen thought there was a concerned look on her face still but she surged forward with the equipment slung over her shoulder. "Now, where should we start...oh." Fen followed her gaze and would see that she was looking at Kasayee. The girl had been looking around the front of the house to find a way in and had settled on one at last. As they watched she transformed into a bull and lined herself up with the front door. Planning to charge in and smash the door to pieces.

7.5/10, was kinda torn cause some of it is kinda uncomfortable sounding but in a cool way?

atm its just 6, I'm sure it'll increase so if it does will add the last two too but on the unlikely chance we do fill up without needing more which two should I not put in?

I had no idea this game was actually a musical, 8/10 was pretty great, kinda weak finish though ngl

It's heeeere, one year later, it's annual Pokemon polls tournament time! Rules Nominations (36/64?)

nooo why'd it end like that 8/10

but what, truly, IS a bump?

7/10 fun lil silly lil thing

"Me, Cherry and Rus are in total perfect sync with each other! We could properly battle on land, underwater, even on like a uh...hang glider or something, that's how properly I know how to battle with them!" "Hang glider? Oh sorry didn't realize that your Fire rabbit could fly. Or maybe you don't actually know how to battle with them." Chad said with a shrug. When all of them denied friendship Anneliese found herself confused. She moved over to Jacklyn and tugged on her sleeve. "Excuse me, but I do not understand. Why are we not friends? Did I do something wrong in the friendship making part of meeting them?" “My name is Quinn. I suppose, for lack of a better word, you could call me a ghost if you wanted to.” "And I'm Bridget. Don't really have the energy to go 'round making enemies right now, so let's just leave it at an ambivalent relationship, yeah?" Chad didn't seem all too interested in the duo, more focused on insulting Jacklyn, but he did give a slight sneer and say "wow somehow your new crew seem even wimpier how'd that happen?" Kenta looked concerned however, "one of ya has no energy and the other is a ghost? That's no good, you need to eat something quick then! I'm sure I got some food in here I can part with..." he began to dig in his bag, Fuyumi gave a short shake of her head. She had been staring at Quinn ever since they made their declaration. "Impossible. Only Ghost Pokemon exist. You are not a Pokemon." She glanced over at Jacklyn and then back at Quinn. She narrowed her eyes. "Some sort of strategy?" she muttered. Kenta had finished digging and pulled out two things from his bag, "here we are, got a rice ball and a jelly doughnut, specialties from back home in Kanto." He offered them to Bridget and loudly whispered, "I don't know if ghosts eat." "Tsk, idiot." Chad said but didn't do anything to stop Kenta. "I guess that means your friends are in no position to battle huh? Shame, was hoping to wipe the floor with you losers."

that was heckin fun, I do like her voice, 8/10

Kinda a bop, 6.5/10 skill issue though

6/10, ngl this one was a bit boring, there were some nice bits in it though

6.5/10, had pretty fun time, also I see you

its fine, but didn't really get too into it, 6/10

well didn't expect that 7/10, solid, reminded me of...something I can't quite put finger on

BGM The Korova region, being much less tourist friendly than other regions, isn't one that many people travel to in this day and age. It wasn't prepared to take in visitors with much pomp and circumstances. It did however have one thing going for it when it came to visitors from other regions and that was New Point Landing. Located at the western edge of an island, which was itself to the west of the mainland, New Point Landing was the main place for visitors coming into the region and it, at least, had a dock that ships could stop at to drop of passengers which was more than can be said about most of the rest of the region. Once upon a time the city was the place to go for trading and shopping. These days it has fallen far from its high point and many of the stores are closed and boarded up. Awaiting a day that the region was more prosperous. Many of the remaining stores were family-run and managed by stubborn folk who refused to let the city fall completely off of its original purpose. There existed a singular, larger, department store where the rare visitors were able to get most necessities for their travels. The ship that was currently coming into the dock was different than most that the city would usually see. It resembled a cruise ship more than anything else and instead of supplies from other regions it instead was full of trainers. Unbeknownst to the people of the city, nor truly the trainers themselves, these passengers included those who would be much more precious to the region than any other cargo. For these trainers were destined to take part in a struggle that would determine the fate of the entire region. Pokemon trainers from across the world all coming here with the purpose of taking on the Pokemon League challenge and becoming the Champion that the region has been lacking for many long years. Anneliese looked out at the city that approached. Her eyes were shining with excitement as she watched the city, much different than Sunnyshore City back home, came closer and closer. "My goodness Leopold, how do you think the ship knows when to stop without any eyes?" She asked the small, lion-cub-like, Shinx that was currently standing next to her and watching with great concern as she leaned over the edge of the railing with no regard to her own safety. The Pokemon had no answer for her. He didn't have any more knowledge than she did about ships and he wouldn't be able to bring himself to correct her if he did. This didn't stop the girl from continuing her dialogue with the small creature. "Oh look over there, that's Goldeen right? My goodness there's so many of them. Leopold do you see them right there?" She leaned over the edge to point out the Pokemon swimming along the side of the boat. In doing so she went too far and very nearly tumbled off the edge. Only stopped by Leopold biting the bottom of her dress and pulling the girl backwards. She stumbled but managed to avoid falling as she looked down at Leopold. "Oh, what's wrong?" She asked, oblivious to how she had almost fell into the water. "Did you want something to eat?" Leopold shook his head and wondered where the other humans that he had gathered to keep an eye on her were. He could do most of it himself but when Anneliese was this excited sometimes it could get...difficult. When the captain had informed them they would be required to set off in groups of three, for safety reasons, Leopold at first blanched at the idea of trusting strangers to accompany his trainer but he realized that it was something he'd have to accept. As long as they kept Anneliese safe and happy, of course. --- As the ship docked everyone would be helped off of it by the crew. They were greeted by a tall middle-aged, man with mutton chops of such grandeur that they were nearly indistinguishable from a full beard. "Hello, and welcome...to Korova! I got word of your arrival and sallied forth to greet you! I am the dockmaster here, and I wish to be the first to welcome you all to my fair city, the jewel of this region, in my eyes at least, New Point Landing. I'm sure you'll find it accommodating to your needs...You may not even want to leave, gwahahahaha!" "Oh what a delightful man!" Anneliese said as she smiled brightly at him. She wanted to stop and chat with the pleasant man some more but another part of her wished to hurry off to begin her adventure. It was then she remembered that she had teammates with her and so she turned to the two of them with an even bigger smile, "So, where shall we start?" OOC

It, like every night, was dark. However it wasn't stormy. Instead it was cold and somewhat clammy. The time was 10 PM and, unlike some larger cities, the streets were mostly barren. The moon in the sky, and the streetlights on the ground, made the dark night possible to traverse without being blind. They, in this case being Brian James Trantor and Carmen O'Conner, had gotten a message not long ago. It was from their mysterious savior/employer, Shiki. This was unusual, the first of several unusual moments, as the girl hardly ever used text messages to contact them. Though it was only a couple words, "Dagen Park" which was why they both had made their way towards said park. Park might be something of an exaggeration. it was rather large, it would only take a couple minutes to cross it, and only had a singular bench, under an old gazebo, to sit in. Some trees were scattered around, mostly around the edge to the left facing from the street, but not many and only one or two that were truly large. A playground sat in the center of the small grassy field which consisted of a couple slides, monkey bars, and a bit of a distance from that a pair of seesaws and a swing set that creaked with the slight breeze. Off to the side of said playground, at the right edge of the park, was a concrete area for parking. And there sat a singular vehicle. They each would recognize it as belonging to Shiki. A large van, practically a camper, that looked like it shouldn't be able to run. Yet they knew it did. Usually, yet another unusual thing tonight, this van was parked outside of their houses, or wherever they happened to be when Shiki wanted to contact them, and they'd use it to get to whatever Shiki needed them to do. However this time it was in another location. The reason why was clear to them soon. The third unusual thing of the night. Whenever they found said van they were the only ones who ever paid it any mind. However today there was another. For Brian this was Carmen. And for Carmen this was Brian. Without any warning it seemed that Shiki had decided that the two of them would meet tonight. In this park. On this cold and clammy night.

BGM What separates a dream from reality? Is it the unusual nature, the impossibility, of a dream that crosses it from reality into fiction? What then do you do when something impossible happens in your waking world? Does reality then become a dream? And then, in that case, does that mean the dream is now reality? All you heard was four words. "I need your help." All you saw was darkness. At least that was the only way you could process what you saw before you. The pit that was entirely empty. Not just empty. Devoid of existence. Pure nothingness. You didn't have time to feel fear, or anticipation, or anything at all. Yet you had no idea how long you were in that nothingness. And how long you, too, were nothing. When you're enveloped in a blanket of nonexistence it's impossible to tell where you are, when you are, and perhaps even who you are. Thoughts floated past like driftwood. Just out of your reach. And the nothingness continued on for only a moment. And yet, as well, for eternity. When you opened your eyes, or were they already open and you only now had something to see, the landscape was much different than you were used to. It was uncertain where you were and there were only two things you could be certain of. One was that wherever it was you found yourself it was not where you were before. Nor was it the nothingness from an uncertain amount of time ago. And the other was that someone was calling for you. Not audibly. But calling nonetheless. The end of one chapter begins another. The park was empty. At first. And then in a blink, a moment, there were several people standing in its midst. For a second or two they seemed to not really be there. Their outlines blurred, the details of their faces and clothing uncertain, and then there they were. In shocking clarity. To call it a park would be an overstatement to some of them. It was rather small, they could see the end of it any direction they looked, and the number of trees could be counted on an average human's fingers and toes. Several benches were scattered across a path that weaved around these scant few trees in a loosely circular formation. Near each bench was a flowerbed. Perfectly rectangular, which could be proven if one had the proper tool and were inclined to check, and only five feet wide, the flowers in them were as varied in appearances as the people who were now standing in this supposed park. The only noise was a soft bubbling that came from a fountain behind them. It was larger than even the trees, which themselves were 15 feet high, and the base was diamond shaped. The height came from the large statue of a dragon, on two feet and aiming its mouth, from which sprang three arcing jets of water, towards the sky, standing in the middle. Other than the group that had appeared the park seemed empty. No citizens out for a stroll or vagrants using the benches for a bed despite it being nighttime. Not even an animal could be seen. And surrounding this park, which seemed separate somehow from anything else, was a city. Even those from what might be called a "modern world" would think it somewhat unusual. Large buildings could be seen in every direction and neon lights flashing various advertisements and names of establishments. On several buildings were large screens filled with news broadcasts. Subtitled in a language that, though none of them should know, was perfectly understandable to the group. And titled with the words "Prana News" "Seems that the sports stadium will reopen tomorrow. In other news; an attack on the police station was thwarted earlier today. More on that after these sponsors." Followed by an advertisement for some kind of breakfast cereal for children "It glows in the bowl and in your stomach; who said breakfast can't be fun! Try Nuk-O's today!" As they tried to get their bearings each of the group would, again, hear something calling to them. They felt a mental tug which seemed to want them to go somewhere. Somewhere that they instinctively knew was in the center of this city of metal and lights. Whether they followed this tug willingly and directly, or instead went in another direction and tried to ignore it, was up to each individual. Their first steps into a brand new world had begun. OOC

Yui doesn't have a monopoly anymore! Post a Youtube video of a song and I'll give it a rating if you care about my opinion for some reason. Some ground rules. -One per person at a time. If you post a song wait till I rate yours before posting another. -Nothing over 7 minutes long. -If it's a meme/joke song then it must be less than 4 minutes long. -If you get a 10/10 you'll get a like. -I might not rate them all at once if I skip over yours and forget to come back feel free to repost it. -Oh right and this is just my opinion blah blah

In every dream Lies the possibility of a nightmare Will your hope turn to despair And lead you down a path you cannot return from No fate is set in stone Until the moment it becomes too late to change Froura. A city that is always changing. While not as crowded as the early days of the appearance of The Dungeon a steady stream of outsiders came to the city every day. While the majority of them were merchants, or travelers drawn there by the intrigue of the dungeon and those who delve it, there were many still who came to attempt to conquer that place. Despite that none had come close to this day. "It's rather sad, isn't it?" "What is, my lord." The mage looked out their window. Watching as people, travelers and otherwise, spilled through the streets. "They go about their lives without knowing anything. And they will end their lives much the same." A small, sardonic, smile. "Though perhaps it is us who know who are the truly sad ones. How goes the preparations?" "No change. That is to say they go well." "And the other families?" "No sign of any interest from them." A sigh. "As usual. It was the intention yet it still is disappointing." "My lord?" A dismissive wave followed. "Continue at the same pace. Let them flail about in the dark. Time is on our side. None of them will reach The Spark. Not before we finish. And then it will not matter." They slumped back and tore their gaze from the window. "And then this sad scene will finally end." Estellise Fereis The young lady, mage of the Fereis family, woke in the early hours of the morning as usual. Though these past few days have been somewhat different than the norm. She had met and joined up with a pair of rather surprising individuals. Up until now she had traveled into The Dungeon with members of the Fereis family. And even then usually not for long. Yet now she would be in the company of strangers. Commnofolk at that. This was something her mother very clearly didn't approve of. Which was, once again, the topic of discussion, if one could call it that, at the breakfast table. The long table seated several other Fereis family members. Though the head of the family was absent. A usual occurrence as the young man hardly ever took meals with the rest anymore. The room itself was rather grand. Tapestries lined the walls and a great chandelier, candles lit with blue flame, hung above the table. Which itself was a massive thing. Dozens of seats lined either side. Though only several of them were filled at the moment. A contrast that, perhaps, spoke to the abundance of wealth even the smallest of the major families had. Her mother's voice was kept low, attempting to avoid the attention of the others, but the sharp tone carried despite the volume. "I will say it again. I do not approve of you going off with some rabble. You must explore The Dungeon of course, it is the duty of ever member, but do so with the family. It may be slower than some of those foolhardy 'adventurers' but it is the way we have always done things. You won't have this option to be so carefree once you're the h-once you're older so I do not see why you would break from the tradition now." There was a sour look on her face and the woman's eyes flicked over towards the chair at the end of the table. Which was where the family head would sit. When her gaze went back to her daughter she let out a sigh. "I wish you would avoid those others, Estellise, I truly do." Christopher Ellwood The Drooling Dragon. It was a rather uncouth name for an establishment. The sign that hung outside its door even more so. A fat dragon, sleeping on a pile of stones, with a waterfall of drool dripping down its face. Despite the name, and the sign, the beds in the rooms that made up the upper two floors of the large building were rather comfortable. For most travelers that is. Christopher woke up in the morning to the noise of people outside. Even from the third floor, which contained the rooms reserved for those planning to stay more than a few nights, he could hear the voices coming in from the small window above the bed. The sunlight shining directly on his face didn't help matters. Nor did the dry heaving he could hear from the neighboring room. Belonging to someone who most likely had spent too long in the tavern last night. Once he made his way down to the ground floor he would find the tavern nearly empty. Only the most dedicated, or most downtrodden, of souls tended to come to the tavern this early. So it was mostly those who rented rooms. Eating the rather simple breakfast the bar owner provided them. Most of those that were there that morning were sat up at the bar itself. The many tables were empty. The stools having not even been put down on them. In the corner the small stage was even more empty. The musicians that usually used it wouldn't come in for a few more hours. There were several spots where, instead of the usual tables, there were areas set up for various games of chance, skill, and strength. Though those too, this early, were empty. Barring one table where two large men arm wrestled. Neither giving the other an inch despite the strain that was clear in both of their faces. The bartender noticed as Christopher made his way down the steps and gave him a nod. The man was rather tall. Standing at six feet even. Though his fine, for a commoner, clothing covered his body well they still strained at places due to the muscles that hid underneath. His name was Hector, Christopher had learned, and there were a wide variety of rumors about the man. The most prevalent and wild of them being that he had once been a mercenary and on one job had knocked out a dragon with a single punch. "Mornin'." He called out. His voice low and unassuming yet strong. "Did you slept well, kid? I know Donald had a late night. Hope he didn't wake you." Hector nodded to a nearby empty barstool. "How about you sit down and I'll get you a bite to eat." Lana The Riverside Church, as its name implies, was a church located near a river. More specifically the river that ran across the city near its center and cuts the area in almost two sections. It was a smaller church, able to hold only several dozen faithful, but Lana had been directed there because the priest who took care of it was known for helping out travelers down on their luck free of charge. As long as they were willing to do some minor work around the place in return. The room she was given was small as well. Hardly more than a closet. But it had a bed, and a small, simple, table where a candle was set. As well as a rather large, circular, window that she could see one section of the river from. There was a noise. Something creaking. It wasn't unusual for a building like this to have such noises but these seemed somewhat louder than normal. Which was odd as, until the priest comes in later in the day to set up, there shouldn't be anyone else there. The priest's home was nearby but not attached and there were no other guests. Whether the noise prompted the girl to get up to investigate right away or not she would find the place empty. Though a door leading to the graveyard out back was partially opened. Before she could check, were she inclined, the main door opened and the priest walked in. He was a short man but still fit despite his age. His head was bald and the only hair he had left was a neat mustache, still mostly black but greying, and he wore heavy robes whenever he was at the church. His grey eyes looked inquisitive as he saw Lana up and about. "Good morning, child, is something the matter?" He then noticed the door on the other end open and a smile crossed his face. "Ah, I see she has come earlier than normal. If you were worried about that no need to. It's my daughter, you see, she tends to visit this place. Though usually not at this time. You've been here a few days now but I suppose you never did meet her. If you'd like to say hello you're free to. Though, I could use some help setting up for the sermon later, if you don't mind." OOC

This is where I shall keep a list of current and future Poll Tournaments as well as any special exceptions (such as a tournament going on hiatus). If you wish to start a tournament but there are already 3 going on please send a message so I may add you to the list. Current Tournaments Neo Pokemon Tournament 8 [Nominations: Open] (Run by LordCowCow) Exceptions None atm Future Tournaments None atm