Recent content by Orx of Twinleaf

Team: Tim T Tim stood atop the Wailmer, stretching his arms. He stepped off of it back onto Kolj, who had finished her own brief rest. The Wailmer—that had submitted to being sat upon either from fear or as thanks for Tim’s disposal of the Carvanhas that had been harrying it—promptly...

Team: Tim T Tim’s team lay about the cold clearing at rest. Tim had let them out to run alongside him once he’d gotten clear of town and they had ran and ran for the better part of an hour. The better to get away from those parasitic reporters. While Tim’s usual attire had successfully...

Team: Tim T Rij remembered he used to dislike being in a ball. It was a strange feeling, a torpid almostness, but suspended in this way Rij found it was easier to remember her. Her name was Versusan Kaee. Versusan Kaee preferred to be called Versusan. She was Rij’s mother. She had been...

Team: Tim T To make Galar a better place. Such an ephemeral, platitudinous aim, but Catherine had been so firm in her expression of it. Tim didn’t understand. Tim supposed that was the difference between him and proper Trainers, that sort of pigheaded self-certainty that had almost...

Team: Tim T “Interesting performance back there, Nigel,” the Gym Leader, Bede, said easily. “I might almost think you'd done it before.” “Perhaps I have,” Tim, Nigel, said through the rag around his mouth, back straight in his Gym uniform. Indeed, Tim and his crew had done something very...

Team: Tim T Tim had put his time in the Glimwood Tangle to very good use. The brush was thicker here than in any other place Tim had roughed through since setting out from Wedgehurst. Henj had had to become comfortable with moving about with trees so close together, improving his skittering...

Aaaaaaah blast it why not. Gimme Mission 2 then. The Bonsly one. I think I’ve got one of those detestable ideas I hear so much about.

Team: Tim T Pelj and Kolj were sparring one another in the clearing, the little Rolycoly bobbing and weaving away from Kolj’s comparatively-clumsy strikes. Kolj the Relicanth didn't seem to complain much, and she applied herself well, but she was something of a slow learner. She had seemed...

Team: Tim T “Challenger 252, I would almost suppose you were trying to follow in Gordie’s footsteps, coming to challenge the Stow-on-Side Gym with Rocks.” Bea’s voice was serious and her face mirthless. She had probably meant that to be personable banter, but it rather sounded like a...

Team: Tim T Tim checked the knot once more to make sure it was secure. Henj looked down at him, stone-faced in anticipation, the rope tied around one of his huge legs so he might help pull. Rij had taken the line in his stony maw and was gnawing it experimentally: Tim rather hoped he was...

Team: Tim T Tim forced himself not to grab up a whole ten Poké Balls. He only needed four, after all: three for the mons he had and one for a spare, for a possible sixth team member down the line. But if he got ten he could get a free Premier Ball …! No. No, he didn't need it. But it would...

Team: Tim T Trainers fought feral mons all the time. There was nothing wrong with it. Wild mons were used to the rough and tumble. Tim was doing nothing wrong. A chase was just additional training, some cardio squeezed in before a battle proper. A target might run over all manner of terrain...

Better never then late, but all the same I’ll snap up Mission 9 after all, innit?

Team: Tim T Tim hauled back and planted a hard kick. The tree before him bore the blow with expected silence. Nearby, Rij the Rhyhorn put a clumsy short-legged mule kick into his own tree to similar results. Henj was juggling Pelj on the tips of his giant legs, tossing the little Rolycoly like...

Team: Tim T It had been eventful for Tim. Back at the Wild Area, Tim had just finished dealing with an Umbreon when the sky ripped open. It had been storming the whole time he’d been there, but the force in the air that last night became palpable. Tim had been curious as to its source—even...