Finished Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Journey to the Sea of Souls RPG

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"Sure!", Mystique replies to the Cyndaquil. She continues,
"I'd love to see the city of Vintage!".
 
Garret: "Thank you... Thank youso mu- Er... I mean... Thanks for your concern. I'll be going now..."
*Gets up, but has a gash on his side.*
 
Fabel-"Oh, my gosh that's a big cut!"
*Fabel get's an oran berry out of her bag.*
Fabel-"Here, eat this. So, why was that Weavile attacking you anyway?"
 
*Doesn't answer eats the berry and looks at Fabel suspiciously.*
Can I trust her...? Could she be working with the Weavile...?
 
~Puts his badge back in the bag~

Crimson:"Well, you guys came just in time, I had to drop something off in the first place, I can take you guys with me"

~Tells them to follow him~

Crimson:"well let's go!!"

~Statts walking north to do city~
 
"I'm not timid. I'm cautious.... You seem trustworthy. He's been after me my whole life, if you must know..."
 
Fabel-"Your entire life? How long must that be? You don't look over 17. And by the way, I'm Fabel, and you are?"
 
~crimson looks at him~

Crimson:"I was watching the latest news, have you heard all of the Elite squad teams have dissappeared, its horrible"
 
Mystique's eyes look sad at this news.
"That's horrible!". She then asks,
"Have the authorities figured anything out yet?"
 
(42 chocolate: this house?)

Fabel-"Garret you idiot! You won't get anywhere with a gash like that!"
*Fabel helps up Garret and lays him down on a bed.*
Fabel-"Take a rest, if you don't let that cut heal it will only get worse."
 
"But I need to keep moving... They could find me if I stay..."
*His face is expressionless, but he can't mask the sheer terror in his eyes.*
 
Fabel-"Who's they? Is someone going to take you away?"
*Fabel starts to get interested thinking that maybe the people Garret was scared of was the people that took Uncle away.*
 
~Crimson shakes his head in dissapointment~

Crimson:"Sadly, no. Without our rescue teams, we will be vulnerable to any danger"

~Looks down sadly~

Crimson:"Hopefully, its not anything serious you know"
 
Pokemon:Sneasel
Name:Shadow
Gender:Male
Age:11
Appearance: (Image of Description on what they look like.) Just like a Sneasel.
Personality: (How they Act) smart, fun, sarcastic, and energetic
History: Nothing really. A normal life.
Other: (Anything else we must know )
RP Sample: (To Prove that you'll literate and all that jazz. Two Paragraphs or more please. ) He had everything. He checked multiple times. Everything was there. Shadow was going on a retreat to a spa. Yes, it was girly, but he really needed some time alone.

He went downstairs to eat a quick snack before leaving. He shuffled through the cabinets before deciding on a cereal bar and a sports drink. He finished and walked outside, expecting to start a relaxing weekend.

What he didn't expect was a giant rock to smash into his head.
 
"The Weavile Organization... They've been hunting me for my whole life, and it seems that if I ever stay in one place for too long, they find me..."
*He closes his eyes, searching for their auras.*
 
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