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Mr Pokemon:

A boy sat alone, strumming his small harp he'd found thrown away years ago. His stomach ached with hunger, but he was too weak to get up and do anything about it. He was nothing but a street urchin, not worth anything. It was a wonder he had survived so long, but he knew he wouldn't make it much longer. He sat by the trash can in the alley, waiting for the icy hand of death to befall him. He would be crying but he didn't have enough fluid in him to make tears. He was cold, too. His clothes were shredded, and he didn't know if they were even clothes anymore, or just torn rags you could find discarded in a dumpster. But he didn't care about that. He didn't care about the cold, all he desperately wanted, what he desperately needed, was food. He barely had enough energy to keep strumming, but the notes warmed him. When he played, his spirit was lifted ever so slightly, just enough to keep looking for food, the thing that most people take for granted, yet it was the most valuable thing in the world to him. If he didn't fin!d anything in a few days, he knew he would die. Now the threat of death was just part of his day, he had grown used to it, just like someone else might grow used to cold water, or used to the taste of food in their mouth. The boy's eyes perked up as he saw somebody walking outside of the alley. Hardly anyone ever came here anymore, and every person who did brought the slight chance of food or something to drink. Slowly, and painfully, he began to crawl out towards the man. As the boy reached the light at the end of the alley the man jumped at the sight of him. The boy noticed that the man was wearing a suit, but payed no mind to it.

"Bah! Go away, you urchin! The likes of you should be shot!"

As the man walked further away, he mumbled some indistinct words, then went on with his day. The boy slinked back into the dark, with a grin on his face. He had managed to take a small piece of bread on the corner of the man's sandwich. He also had a name now. Urchin. He didn't really like it, but it was something to call himself. Urchin began nibbling the bread. It hurt. But to Urchin, everything hurt. He was just glad to have a scrap of food to get through the day. He went back to his harp an began playing again, with more energy. He played a song this time. One his mother sang to him when he was little, it was Urchin's only memory of his parents. The thought of them saddened him, and he stopped playing the tune. Soon, he returned to simply strumming his harp, today was better than most.

Not long after the man walked by, a Hoothoot hopped near the alley, lost. It had fallen from its hollow outside of Pakittis, and now wandered the streets trying to find its way back. It, too, had grown tired due to hunger, and almost given up on its search for its home. Its eyes blurry, it turned into the alley, Urchin saw it, but didn't pay much attention. Pokemon sometimes found their way into the alley, but it mostly amounted to nothing. This particular Hoothoot looked lost, but so did most of the Pokemon. In fact, most people who came near the alley were lost. Then something unexpected happened. The Hoothoot hopped up to Urchin, looked him in the eyes, and collapsed backwards, uttering a "Hoot, hoo..."

Urchin leaned forward, placing his harp to the side. The Hoothoot was breathing, but it looked to be in rough condition. Its feathers were torn in some areas, and some feathers were colored slightly with blood. Urchin realized that this Hoothoot was much like him. He stroked its side, uttering and partly croaking "It will be okay, everything will be okay"

It hurt.

ChibiVampire:

~Kennie~
     Kennie had woken up early, spending her time in the kitchen. It would have been the first time in a while when her parents were both home at the same time to eat with Kennie. She was cooking in the kitchen after months of practice, with help from the chefs that were hired by her parents. Kennie had befriended everyone in the Mansion where she lived. She had learned a lot from everyone, and became loved.
     "Mom and Dad like... Caviar, so..." Kennie was telling herself. She started on making the dish for her parents. Some of the chefs tried to help her, but she insisted she do it alone. So they just watched from the sides. Kennie was focused on the dish, and did as best she could. She always had a smile on her face when she was cooking, and whoever saw her thought of it as 'inspirational'.

     When she was done she sighed leaning against the stove behind her. She looked over at one of the chefs staring at the caviar. He looked young. Just a few years older than her. He must have been learning.
     "Would you like to try some?" She asked him, holding up the caviar with some crackers. He jumped embarrassed. He moved his hand to the back of his head and laughed,
     "Eh? No, It's okay," He said, Kennie just stepped closer.
     "Are you sure? I'd like it if you tried some. I want to know if you think its good..." She said blushing a bit, trying to look away. A few days ago, Kennie was informed by one of the maids, that this particular chef, or student, had a bit of a crush on her. Kennie stepped closer, "So... Will you try some..?" She asked again, just a bit more shyly. The chefs face started to turn red as he was being pressed back into a corner of the counter being offered food.
     The other chefs had an idea of the young mans crush as they have seen him constantly watch Kennie from afar. They stood still, watching how the turn of events would finish. The boy sighed, and after a moment smiled,
     "Alright, sure..." He said, Kennie smiled and started to spread some of the Caviar on a cracker, and then put down the tray.
     "Thank you!" She smiled. Kennie help the cracker with caviar up for him, as he took a bite. He chewed slowly, and then swallowed, and just looked at her. Kennie's happy face, turned sad, and she slowly lowered what remained of the cracker.
     "Is it... No good?" She asked.
     "No, thats not it..." He tried to tell her, "Its delicious."
     "Honest?"
     "Yes, honest..!"
     "Thank you." She said, hugging him.
     "Alright, alright... He said patting her head, "Go to the dining room with your parents. The caviar will be served shortly."
     "Okay~!" She said, letting go on the hug she held him in. Before she made her way to the Dining room, she turned and asked, "By the way... What's your name?" She asked.
     The boy looked back at her, and after a second he said, ... Haru..." Kennie smiled and made her way to the dining room, but then turned back to Haru,
     "One last thing!" She called out to him,
     "Hm? What is it?"
     "Do you um... Like rock candy..?"
     "Rock Candy? Hm... Yeah, I guess I do."
     "Okay, thanks... ... Haru..." She finished, shyly blushing. Haru jumped, his face a bright red. Kennie giggled to herself and finally made her way to the Dining Room.
     She made it early, being the only one there. She sat down, having her drink poured into a glass in front of her. Moments later her mother and father started to walk it. They took their seats, greeting Kennie. Soon after that a small green salad appetizer was served. And then the Caviar Kennie had worked so hard on.[/color]
     Kennie took the first bite of her work, and smiled. Haru was right. Kennie looked up at her parents. She saw they were both taking the first bites, and after a few moments of chewing they slowly swallowed.
     "How is it Mother? Father?"
     "... Get me the Chef who prepared this..." Said Kennie's mother. Her father was quiet.
     In a few moments Haru came to the Dining Room, and stood in front of her parents. Kennie could see his eyes dwindle to her.
     "This is disgusting!" Kennie's mom screamed at him.
     What..?
     "Are you sure about that? It really is delicious..." He said, not meaning any disrespect.
     "Do a better job, or your fired within the hour!" She yelled at him. Kennie looked down. Tears building up in her eyes. Her parents were disgusted by her cooking. The tears started to drip and fall into the food in front of her. Haru's eye started to wander to her once again.
     Kennie stood to immediately, knocking the chair over, catching her parent's attention.
     "Kennie!?" This time it was her dad calling out. Kennie ran out of the Dining Room. She ran through the long halls, one after another. Running crying, with her eyes closed, she came to memorize where her room was exactly located. She opened and closed the door to her room. leaning against the door. She gently stepped over to a classical piano that her parent were able to put into her room. She traced her fingers along the keys, and sad down. She closed her eyes, pressing a few keys and started to play. It was a song she knew only too well. A song she only heard once, but took it to heart. One that was meant to be played in moments of Sadness and Sorrow.
     Under Kennie's bed, there was something moving. Stirring in the music. And a few moments later, it came out from under. A Caterpie crawled to the Piano. Not that Kennie could see, with her teary eyes shut, playing from her heart. The Caterpie crawled onto the a leg of the Piano, with the suction cups underneath its body. It made its way up, and crawling closer to Kennie's face. A few seconds before Kennie finished, she opened her eyes, jumping in surprise,
     "Rita?!" She went. And the Caterpie just smiled. "Jeez... Rita..." Kennie pouted, but then reached over, picking her up. "Sorry for keeping you locked up in here..." Kennie apologized. She stood up, with Rita in her arms, "Maybe we can go on an adventure someday. And get out of here..." Kennie always imagined adventures the two of them could have. But then she sighed, falling onto her bed.
     "Would we be ready for it..?"

((I need something to lure Kennie into finding another fellow RPer... =3= Are we all in different Towns/Vill/Cities? :3?))

Sora:
((Please forgive me a bit of wrong spelling - English is my second language  :-[ ))


~Agnes~
Agnes jumped off her Skarmory, looking around the city. So this is Pakittis... Agnes thought looking at the city.
"You did good Sky, return!" She said, returning Skrarmory to his pokeball. Agnes walked in the city, warping her cloack harder around her. She was, once again gratefull, she took it with her.
"Brr.... Luna, come out!" She said half in whisper, as she sent her Vulpix out. As soon as Luna was out Agnes spread her arms, and young Vulpix jumped in her lap. Now the two continued to go deeper in the concrete jungle. There was a pokemon reserch meeting next day, and Agnes had to attend insted of her mother, who was sick in bed. It was a meeting where professors and important people from the whole region gathered, to share information. Agnes liked such meetings, she was able to learn more about pokemon from diffrent parts of region. Stll, these meetings beacme more of a social event these days. Many families came with their children. Tomorrow's gonna be one big act... She thought, sighing...

On her way to the hotel where she was suppose to stay, Agnes heard a melody. Who would play a harp at this time of day? Withoiut hesitation Agnes walked in direction of the sound. It was a pretty melody, but so sorrowfull... Something about it pushed Agnes at the edge of tears. Luna in her arms sniffed the air a few times, than jumped off her lap on the ground and looked at Agnes like she was trying to say 'follow me'. Agnes nodded, as she ran after her. She could hear them getting closer to the source of melody, than it stopped. Agnes hesitated for a second, but Luna kept running, so trainer continued as well. Soon enough a difftent melody sounded, this one was more random, still sad...
Without warning Luna turned in one of the allies, the harph stopped playing. There by the trash sat a boy, not older than Agnes was, with an injured Hoothoot by his side. Agnes stood there, stunned. She heard of sad stories like this, but she never saw it with own eyes. Luna sat by HootHoot looking at her trainer with the 'help them' look. Agnes walked up to to the boy, searched her bag for a second, than pulled out a packet of cookies. She would give him something else, but that was all the food she had with her at the time. "Can I... teake a look at it?" Young trainer asked, pointing at HootHoot. Luna at that time heated her body up as she would be to use overheat, warming up air around her.

Mr Pokemon:

Urchin looked up at a girl standing next to him in the alley. He immediately saw the small packet in her hand. Well, small to most people, but a feast to Urchin. He then noticed she was pointing to the Hoothoot, asking if she could take a look. Urchin nodded to her, he could barely talk. But, for the food's sake, he said "Are those-*Cough*-for me?" He hoped she would understand it.

Sora:

~Agnes~"Well, yes." Agnes nodded and placed cookies besides boy. She than sat by Hoothoot and started to examine it. "Broken wing, scratches,... This one's in a bad contition." Agnes muttered to herslf, as she ingested some Hyper Potion on the pokemon, than gave him a poffin. "Are you thirsty?" She asked boy, handing him a bottle of water. "Anyway, what's your name?" She asked him qietly.

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