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7 - Disaster in the Mountains Hydreigon watched the throne room door close behind Harlequin’s black tail, and leant his head on one of his pincers. A long moment passed, but it was pretty evident the large dragon was listening from the way his head inclined on one side. Finally, he said...

I'm happy to offer drabble and art prizes (if people like my art style.) Restrictions - no occult or paranormal themes, or shipping. I also don't like the houndoom line, and won't portray them as protags. There are also limits on drawing as I'm not comfortable with my ability to draw humans.

6 - The Quest Yurlik strutted across the courtyard towards Hydreigon’s castle, his talons scraping over the dry earth. The honchkrow’s entire body ached as he struggled to drag the mangled carcass with him. He occasionally clicked his beak in frustration, beneath the odd mutter as he silently...

Here for the Catnip Circle! =D That was an interesting opening chapter. Vincent's struggles definitely felt real, although I was a bit niggled with his brother at first as he tried to take his medicine away. Shortly after, his brother came across much more caring, and I appreciated that a lot...

Thanks for reading =) I wanted to respond to this pretty quickly, given it'll be a few days before the next chapter drops. This is a carry-over from the original. Spark pushed the coins out in a pile, and Cleo scooped them up. I probably need to re-word it slightly. I'm conflicted here...

Player type: Support Character name: Razzle Dazzle/RD (Aka Phantom Fox) Basic personality: Cocky and sneaky. Likes to have fun, and is a bit of a thrill-seeker. His primary goal is finding treasures for his Guild, going so far as to steal, and compete with other Treasure Hunters. He doesn't...

5 - A Lesson in Evolution Cleo and Spark were both feeling groggy from a bad night’s sleep, but the breakfast alarm had rang out loud and clear, summoning New City to breakfast. Cleo’s nightmares had been wrought with bloody images of dragons, fire and biological weapons, mixed in with Tinker’s...

Very interesting first chapter! The whole setting feels very out of place for a PMD universe with pokemon wearing clothes/uniforms, and I love that! I mean, let's face it, I gave my pokemon laser weapons and flying ships so... XD There was a lot going on! We had two thieves show up (who I do...

[/spoiler] 4 - A Worrying Development Flames crackled across the canopy and crept over the leaves, gradually encroaching on the fallen noivern. Cleo and Spark had swiftly moved away from it, dragging Mischief’s unconscious body with them. The pair were stunned, unable to form words. Unable to...

a) I'd like to do Anything Goes, Evil Team and Pokemon Isekai b) I'm generally free, but if it runs into August I might be less flexible c) I'm cool to kick off any of them

Ahh, it's nice to re-read this. I really want to continue this story, but I definitely need a re-cap. The prologue is really nice. I just love the descriptive style, and this paragraph is probably my favourite: It just really paints a picture. I don't recall reading much of Lugia originally...

3 - Noivern at Noon A soft breeze rustled the trees, whipping up the dry leaves and whisking them through the canopy. Cleo’s ear twitched towards them, and she sniffed the air cautiously. An impulse. She gave a huge, loud yawn and continued tucking away her tent. It was nothing more than a blue...

I'm pretty excited to finally give this story a go! I'd seen it pop up elsewhere, and I enjoyed Guiding Light (although admittedly I'm yet to finish/catch up with it...) I'm curious as to whether this story falls in the same universe, going off the name of the continent being Horizon? And the...

I'm all caught up! It's great to read this from the beginning again =D Pleo is as adorable as I remembered. I love his innocence, and his curiosity at everything. I felt a bit sorry for him after the training fight with Crom's mother. He got thrown in the deep end a little there! Scout is a...

2 - Mischief The dining hall was bustling as it always was first thing in the morning. Cleo slid through a group of nattering pokemon to join Spark at the table. The small dedenne was sat beside a snubbul who, despite being too involved in his breakfast, took the time to look up and smile...

A/N - I am so excited to post this, you have no idea. My heart is legit racing. This story is a rewrite of a Pokemon fanfiction I wrote five years ago called The End. I was pretty stoked at its reception, especially on Serebii's fanfiction forums. However, over the past few years, I feel my...

A/N - Chapters following this one will be very sporadic - possibly every couple of months. I want to focus on my new ongoing story which will be posted from next week, and I really don't want to be updating multiple stories regularly to avoid confusion. Please bare with me. I plan to post this...

Chapter Nine Macro leant on the back of Matrix’s chair, holding his computer so both the ribombee and Anchor could see it. His claw slid over the flat screen, scrolling through the tidy list of text. “This is every location where they’re storing Download Database’s memories,” he told them...

Chapter Eight Macro had read over Socket’s plan so many times he’d lost count, and it made less and less sense with each read. He stuffed his computer back into his pouch and fastened it back around his waist as he left his bedroom. Lunch time had long since passed and a quick check of the...