trainer's card
name: Clive D. Ackerman
ID no.: 54252
class: Journaist
nature: Jolly
money: ??? pokédollars
pokedéx: That ol' thing?

Commission for Faye-mun of their Gengar dressed up as Midna for Halloween :D

Thank you for commissioning me :3

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snows-pokemon-adventures said: [txt] Hey, Ryu... Kane's doing great. He woke up and is alive and kicking. [/txt]

[Text] Good to hear snowflake, take care of your fam, or you’ll hear the riot act from me -Ryu

Commission for Megane-sama of their character Kode and their Quilava ‘w’

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thanhlocked:

Yawning a little, Thanh sits back up on the bed, just in time for Clive enveloping her in a brief hug - way too brief - but one she returns as much as she can nevertheless “Mm, thanks for that, Clive. Well, I’m pretty sure we’ll both sleep a lot better when we’re outta this mess for the night, huh?”

Much as she has that constant urge to yawn and rub her tired eyes, she starts to pack her things in quite a rush, not really bothering with how neatly she’s arranging all her clothing and equipment. The sooner they’re out, the better, after all.

"…Well and I’m glad I got ye with me now. Those knobheads got the beating they deserved, but, well, it was a rough one bringing them down, lemme tell ye."

Everything falls into place as it should, or as best as it would manage in the time being. Everything Clive does has a tinge of sleepless haste to it, a few lenses suffering a fall for his inattentiveness. His mumbled apologies follow quick as he stoops down, scooping them up and placing them in Thanh’s traveling case, a small pack with a hard outer shell, scuffed with the wear of her journey ‘till this point.

How much was a brochure of Johto the world over really worth anyway, for the trouble, there better have been a premium payoff for all that Thanh had to go through. Not that money ever healed the scars of defeat and loss. Clive already knew that.

"We’ll be fine," He says, the case zipper flying shut as he pulls it to his shoulder along with his other belongings, making haste for the exit.

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By daybreak, the two arrive at Ecruteak, Goldenrod behind them, her rich splendor marred by the plumes of smoke rising from her core, drifting toward the sea, seen from even Ecruteak’s borders.

When they manage to find refuge, the first thing Clive does is drop every single belonging he has on the floor and collapse bodily onto the bedspread, face first, entangling his arms around one of the headboard pillows. In Ecruteak’s morning, its strangely quiet, even the few bird Pokémon that should be chattering seem muted, in silent awe of the event just miles away.

Maybe this time it was over, and no more worry would crinkle Clive’s brow. But it was very hard to really think that now, having trusted that thought in the past, Clive couldn’t trust it so soon again. Not after Kanto.

rocketmonsters:

clivenuzlockeadventure:

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"Pretty sure I can think of a couple of things for my mouth to do and I’m pretty sure said things are a bit above the PG-13 rating the kiddies are used to." The press journalist lowers his lids considerably, unconvinced by Milly’s verbal hand waving as he is by most things that spew out of people’s mouths these days. Instead of dogging it as he might a story, he shrugs and moves on, "Fine, so impatient to get your butt whooped again, aren’t ya?" 

Milly froze a bit when Ryu made the statement, not for long, maybe a couple seconds just because she was caught off guard but quickly regained herself enough to roll her eyes at him.
"Yeah, I keep forgetting you’re ooooolllld~" She smirked a bit, really she didn’t care who was what age, but it was funny to pick at sometimes.

"Who said you’d win? We’ren’t you the one who said not to be so cocky about it, last time?"

"I say a lot of things." Ryu starts to walk down the street along with Milly, putting distance between them and the Press. "And I seem to recall saying I didn’t really care if I won or lost, kind of a stark difference from saying don’t be cocky if you want to parse words and all that. But I’m not really interested in playing word jumble with my recollection of things, ass kicking now, sort out things later." Ryu jabs the air a few times the paper rolled up in one of his mitts fluttering as he smoothly pulls back.

"And when did you whippersnappers stop respecting your elders, kids these days, oh my gosh, you’re all so undisciplined, why, back in my day you had to drape yourself across mud puddles in the street so the elderly could step across with dry feet. I mean, really, how rude." 

All that Glitters Fades

kjmariepokemontime:

clivenuzlockeadventure:

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Whether he had a dog whisperer’s charm or not Brigg still was not convinced. And as soon as Ryu stepped close enough Briggadoon the Sylveon started barking. Which set her Electrike off It wasn’t for long; for KJMarie was quick to silence them with a sharp order and they were sitting nicely with a soft whine of protest.

But before that they’d barked at Ryu loudly and paced back and forth in front of their Mommy/trainer and their other dogtype buddies. Intent on doing their part at protecting their group. The two Furfrous looked at their compatriots, then at their trainer and didn’t worry. Though they could feel the nervous energy. 

KJ made a face at the image of anyone making a shrine to her. It was ridiculous. She wanted to take a few steps back from the guy as he came to her as well and glanced around at the people on the street that had looked over when her the barking started. It made her uncomfortable.

"Ha!" she laughed at Ryu’s comment about her quote-unquote Adoring Audience missing her, and that she owed it to her fans to be drooled over and ridiculed, and have her family put on any more display now that they’d moved. Certain people didn’t know where they were at the moment and she wanted to keep it that way.

"I really doubt there was any drooling being done over me." rolling her eyes she took a drink from the juice drink in her hand. 

"Among other things my Fame, as you call it, was getting me a lot of the wrong kind of attention from some people… and my Pokemon were the ones that did all the work.." she wasn’t going to explain more than that. Nope.

Ryuichi crooks his head, smile dripping over his features under his eyes, crinkled up in amusement. He ignores the dogs as he would any other would be threat, but never allows them to leave his peripheral. If the years of fighting on a stage taught him anything it was to watch out for the stout fighters taking advantage of blind spots. He swirls a finger through one of his long bangs absently, flipping it as though boredom had struck him quite suddenly, “Doesn’t matter the shape of fame, whether it infamy or not, the crowd flocks to the stars they see in the night sky, and love it even more when they fall. And seeing how there was such a hush around your exit, I’m guessing the sudden departure wasn’t a fair weather one, and that these few helped out in your stumble from the stage to the floor with the rest of us, hm?”

Ryu’s eyes make an obvious flick from KJ’s face to her toes and back again, dragging each step of the way, “I wouldn’t sell yourself so short, still, you’re dodging the question. What exactly did cause your star to burn out?” 

"You’re probably thinking I was involved in some sort of Scandal. And you are horribly wrong." KJMarie gave him a penetrating stare. The past few times she’d run into him had taught her enough to guess where his mind would go.

"I didn’t want all that so called fame. I didn’t beat the elite 4 in Unova to become famous. It happened regardless of my wants and wishes. And I still don’t want it." she sighed heavily. It was a violent and frustrated sound. Him looking her over like that made her nervous. She was used to being invisible to people. It was comfortable now after all this time.

"I didn’t burn out. There are a few reasons why we left. And none of them are because I stumbled! Do not presume to know me. Because you don’t Mr. Okinawa. No matter how much info you have on me. You are a stranger! And since I don’t feel it okay to even tell a friend the reasons why we left Unova, I am certainly not going to tell you."

Okinawa, the name rang out like a pin dropping in silence, running up uncomfortably through Ryuichic’s spine into his mind and translating into a crooked smile, “For someone so well guarded about others finding out about herself, you were quick to find out about who I am. I wonder if you have more than just a last name though. Words are only power if you have the knowledge to back them, and obviously something terrible happened for you to want to be so defensive and protective over your family. Too much time in the sharpedo tank of paparazzi I’m guessing.”

 

His eyes pick over her, this time looking for a magician’s trick, lazily roaming over her ridged stance and snarling, wrinkled nose. “Oh well,” He shrugs as suddenly as he appeared on scene, “Not like I can’t figure out that sort of thing on my own, power of the press and all, champ. The ability to make or break a person all in one, it’s pretty tragically fun, really.” Ryu curls his fingers under his chin with the flare of a Bond villain, only needing a fat cat in his lap and a chair to lounge in while plotting the next world take over.

 

"And presumptions be damned when you can read others fairly well enough to tell whether you have trouble or not. I’m guessing you’re a face value kind of girl, not one to really know how to read between the lines. Instead of assumptions, I’d like to call them intuitive reasoning. I mean really, who do you think the press employs? Pandering saints?" A chuckle passes the press journalist’s lips. "I won’t waste my time asking then, I think I learned about as much as I could talking with you in person." 

Tiamat for Pieter, as always, I appreciate you commissioning me as much as you do ‘w’<3

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Fire hounds >:D

Commission done for Kemurigakurekaze Enjoy!

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(Halloween discount at the moment) Commission info

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PAC Halloween 2014 Party

kjmariepokemontime:

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Soo I had this awesome idea that there should be a massive Halloween RP event going on with the Pokemon Adventure Challenge Community. And if we all work together it’ll be pretty fun I think.

So here’s what’s going down and how to join in.

My character KJMarie (

*Signal boostin* 

All that Glitters Fades

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Whether he had a dog whisperer’s charm or not Brigg still was not convinced. And as soon as Ryu stepped close enough Briggadoon the Sylveon started barking. Which set her Electrike off It wasn’t for long; for KJMarie was quick to silence them with a sharp order and they were sitting nicely with a soft whine of protest.

But before that they’d barked at Ryu loudly and paced back and forth in front of their Mommy/trainer and their other dogtype buddies. Intent on doing their part at protecting their group. The two Furfrous looked at their compatriots, then at their trainer and didn’t worry. Though they could feel the nervous energy. 

KJ made a face at the image of anyone making a shrine to her. It was ridiculous. She wanted to take a few steps back from the guy as he came to her as well and glanced around at the people on the street that had looked over when her the barking started. It made her uncomfortable.

"Ha!" she laughed at Ryu’s comment about her quote-unquote Adoring Audience missing her, and that she owed it to her fans to be drooled over and ridiculed, and have her family put on any more display now that they’d moved. Certain people didn’t know where they were at the moment and she wanted to keep it that way.

"I really doubt there was any drooling being done over me." rolling her eyes she took a drink from the juice drink in her hand. 

"Among other things my Fame, as you call it, was getting me a lot of the wrong kind of attention from some people… and my Pokemon were the ones that did all the work.." she wasn’t going to explain more than that. Nope.

Ryuichi crooks his head, smile dripping over his features under his eyes, crinkled up in amusement. He ignores the dogs as he would any other would be threat, but never allows them to leave his peripheral. If the years of fighting on a stage taught him anything it was to watch out for the stout fighters taking advantage of blind spots. He swirls a finger through one of his long bangs absently, flipping it as though boredom had struck him quite suddenly, “Doesn’t matter the shape of fame, whether it infamy or not, the crowd flocks to the stars they see in the night sky, and love it even more when they fall. And seeing how there was such a hush around your exit, I’m guessing the sudden departure wasn’t a fair weather one, and that these few helped out in your stumble from the stage to the floor with the rest of us, hm?”

Ryu’s eyes make an obvious flick from KJ’s face to her toes and back again, dragging each step of the way, “I wouldn’t sell yourself so short, still, you’re dodging the question. What exactly did cause your star to burn out?” 

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