feonixe | let's go to the PWT

This is a generic Pokemon AU meme of sorts! I'm gonna put prompts in the comments and whatnot. The premise of the AU is that characters are going to go the PWT. They could be a challenger, an invited member, or just there to watch the battles.

As per custom, all the gym leaders attending the Pokemon World Tournament are invited to a tea reception before the ceremony kicks off the next day. It is intended to be a time for these elite to mingle, have conversation, and share their experiences in their regions. There are pastries and finger food from every type of cuisine, as well as Poffins and snacks for the Pokemon attending alongside their trainers.

Taka was invited alongside all the Hwanshu Gym Leaders, but only three of them accepted the invitation. His brothers and father ran the gym in his absence - this excursion is more of a learning opportunity than anything else. His Pokemon are all out beside him - the Klefki and Azumarill chewing happily on their Poffins, the Gardevoir reading, the Sylveon chasing another Gym Leader's Jolteon around the hall, and the Togekiss accompanying him wherever he goes.

Perhaps his Sylveon has careened into you, or the Klefki attracting the attention of one of your more playful Pokemon. Or maybe it's his general countenance of calm and reserved observation that sets him apart from the rest - it's a bit rare to see a Gym Leader with all of their Pokemon out, but it's just the custom where he comes from. The Key Stone he wears on his collar as a pin occasionally flashes in the light, too.

While other Gym Leaders may be open to mingling, instead he chooses to sit in an unobtrusive corner and take notes. On what? That, is an unknown unless you ask.

[ If this doesn't interest you, just post with your own, or ping me on plurk! I can come up with something. ]

Threaded | Flat

Naoya had been invited, the majority of his team safely in their Pokeballs. Most of them really weren't the friendliest, so he thought that he'd save other people the trouble. Still, his Absol plodded along next to him, looking around curiously. She nudged Naoya towards Taka, and he looked at her in confusion before heading over to him.

"What are you writing about?"

Mitakihara was a small region, one often overlooked by any Pokemon leagues worth their salt, and for good reason, of course. Pokemon training was barely anything more than a small hobby for those with the time and patience, and even its few gyms were left without major serious challenge for many years. When a local girl from a modest household in Mitakihara gained an invitation to the Pokemon World Tournament, of all things, it was unsurprisingly a major buzz about the entire region.

It was difficult not to discount Madoka Kaname in general; she wasn't a favorite to win by anyone but perhaps her mother. She was a middle schooler, still having to take an absence from school to even arrive to this tournament, dressed in her yellow school uniform and black skirt, and still assigned homework over her trip! Of course, she wasn't paying attention to that, merely watching in amazement at the scenery around her with wide eyes and mouth agape, still not believing she was actually here. It was a wonder, truly, aside from her age and experience, given that her selected team was one based more upon emotional bounds more than synergy and power.

Her selected team for this excursion were her favorite standbys, a team that was once entirely composed of Eevees. Madoka had a fondness for the things when she started out, and loved them even more when she found out they could move down their own unique paths and do whatever they want. Cuteness and boundless potential! How could she not love them? Now they surrounded her in a mass as she wandered aimlessly around the reception, trying to get rid of her starstruck look and bubbly absentmindedness.

What caught her attention was indeed a careening Sylveon, which made Madoka almost lower down to lift up the creature, "Aww, Junko! You need to watch your-" She gasped and stopped mid-kneel, arms almost reaching out for it before she pulled them apart and made it clear she wasn't touching this other person's Pokemon. A look back revealed that Junko was next to her Espeon, Homura, distinguished by her additional bows around her ears. So, someone else let their Pokemon walk free? How interesting! And what an odd coincidence that it happened to look like one of her favorites! Surely, she should find which trainer this little cutie belonged to, just in case it was lost.

"Um, excuse me!" Madoka called to the surrounding group, all mingling among each other, "Who's Sylveon is this? Hello? Did anyone lose a Sylveon?"

Edited 2014-12-09 05:44 (UTC)

Sumaru was a region with a very newly established League--so small, in fact, that while a few had received invitations to the Pokémon World Tournament, Eriko--or Elly, as she was known to many--was one of the even smaller number that had chosen to attend. Going overseas was no new idea for her--she'd studied in Unova for a time and it was nice to return to the region, if only for a little while. Most of her Pokémon were in their balls (Ghost-types could be quite the troublemakers, after all), she was accompanied by her Mismagius and her Aegislash. For the most part, they were both happy to stay near Elly, but eventually the Mismagius lost interest in simply waiting around and took it upon herself to take a look around, eventually opting to hover over Taka's shoulder to see what he was doing.

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