I'm feeling something strange, I can't ignore it One way to make a change, quit waiting for it!
Elodie
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10
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♀
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brave
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Explorer
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eevee
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adapt ability
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Gold Rank
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Post by Elodie on Apr 25, 2018 12:53:45 GMT
Thick, dark clouds had loomed over Elysia, casting what would have been a bright and bustling day into one of dreary spirits and countless rain. Very few pokemon were wandering the square that day, mostly water types and some others who were quickly retreating into warm homes and shops. The wind howled as it tossed paper and leaves in its wake, tugging at scarves, hoods, and loose wooden boards, its sound accompanied by the thrum of raindrops. Drops were coalescing on the glass windows of the guild. They dribbled down quickly on the glass, tracing the squished cheek of a disgruntled Eevee before disappearing into the sill. She had pressed her face against the window of her shared room, making increasingly ridiculous noises as time went by. “Ughuuuugh…” She groaned, tapping her paw on the glass. “Shhtoopid rain… Guh-bluuugh!” She peeled her face off the surface, touching her cheeks and wincing. The cold had seeped into them. Her fur stood on ends, appearing even thicker and fluffier in this weather, but ultimately not enough. She still felt incredibly sad and cold. Her tummy roared in offense. She was also hungry. Standing up, the Elodie decided: “This won’t do!” She exclaimed, red-cheeked and furious. “I’m an explorer, Arceus-dangit! I should be doing stuff! Challenging myself! Forget the rain and cold! I. Will. Train.” She puffed out her chest and felt her gut screech. “… But maybe after I get some soup.” The halls, which were quiet and for the most part unattended as most of the guild members had either retreated into their quarters or had convened elsewhere, were soon occupied by the sound of Elodie’s frantic footsteps and the haunting chant of ‘Soup! Soup! Soup!’ as she scrambled to the direction of the guild kitchen. The cook for the day had been a Chimecho. Elodie didn’t really understand why; Chimecho had such tiny arms to be working in a kitchen, but they were pretty good at calling everyone down from their rooms, plus they had really big mouths so she figured the must be good at tasting. Apparently it may have been a family tradition of sorts, but she could barely pay attention while raiding the pantry. “E-Elodie! You shouldn’t be doing that! It’s not meal time yet and—“ The Chimecho protested, only to squeak as they narrowly dodged a flying Watmel berry. Elodie called out from inside the pantry, barely heard over her own ruckus. “Relax, it’s just soup! The guild master won’t mind!” She was picking out berries and gathering them up using her tail. “Oo, is that a Touga berry? They don’t grow these here!” “Stop! Stop!” Chimecho was making quite a few distressed noises, all of which were unfortunately symphonic ringing sounds to everyone else. “Touga berries don’t even go in soup! Who puts Touga berries in soup?” The Eevee re-emerged, balancing a tower of berries on her back, and a few more in her tail. Her eyes met with Chimecho’s as she said, deep and proudly, “The Soup Master.” “What,” whispered the Chimecho, horrified. Elodie waddled towards the uncluttered counters, her tower of berries teetering with each step and raising Chimecho’s blood pressure. “Me! I’m the Soup Master!” Fortunately, she managed to deposit the berries onto the counter, only missing one or two pecha berries, which fell on the floor. She pawed her ingredients, grinning. “My mama says no one can make soup as well as I do! I’ve never burnt soup, not even once, and I can make it with any ingredient I put my mind to~” She ignored Chimecho’s quiet utterance of “How do you even burn soup?” in favor of attacking the actual kitchenware in search of the perfect pot. “I’ll make plenty for everyone, so don’t worry about cooking duty.” She scoffed, grinning proudly. “No one can hope to beat me at it anyways, so I might as well get started already!” The Chimecho attempted to protest, but even their loudest chimes were silenced by Elodie’s loud cookery. The Eevee was practically making a musical out of her soup-making, and Chimecho could only fidget, hoping the other guild members wouldn’t be disturbed. Nico callum and any others who’d wanna join in the fun! - 679 – S-S-S-SOUP DUEL oh and btw Manny if you don't think Callum would make soup, I can have it so they instead have a contest to see who can drink the most Spiciest soup ever! Just insult Elo on her Touga berries and she'll challenge him asap c: MADE BY VEL OF GS
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you be the moon, i'll be the earth
Nico
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5
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⚥
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Docile
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Explorer
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Goomy
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Gooey
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team affinity
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Played by Imp
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Bronze Rank
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Post by Nico on Apr 30, 2018 10:11:48 GMT
| T he guild hall was very strange to Nico. The goomy knew that it was technically very similar to the house that they had grown up in. They were both very old, though Nico did not know how old. Their mother said that the mansion had been in their family since before she was born. The goomy privately had thought that their mother must have been the oldest goodra ever, but apparently she'd had a dad once. That meant she hadn't just popped out of the ground. They didn't know much about their mother, actually. Just that she was never happy with them, even when they'd finally gone away like they had thought she always wanted.
It wasn't strange that the guild hall was so big. The house Nico had grown up in had technically been a mansion, with its own fleet of staff that kept it prim and proper. It had bathrooms and lounges and kitchens. It even had a small pool that Nico's mother used to keep from drying out. It had always been so easy to get lost on the estate. But, somehow, Nico didn't mind getting lost in the guild hall. It wasn't so scary when there weren't grim faced nannies to scold them when they got back to where they were supposed to be.
It was kind of nice.
The main difference, Nico thought, was that people smiled at them here. Not the kind of fake smile where they just showed their teeth (if they had teeth), but the real big smiles that went up into their eyes. Nico liked when people smiled like that. They had resolved to make people smile like that today when they entered the kitchen. In their experience, food always made people smile! Or, at least, it made Callum smile and then he would break it in half and give Nico the bigger half even if he said he didn't.
Nico hadn't expected to see someone in the kitchen. Especially not two someones! They gasped and tucked themself close to the cabinet, spying on the chaos in the kitchen. They weren't supposed to spy, but spying was always fun and they figured they could apologize later. That meant it was okay. It was impossible to stay hidden when they heard what the eevee said next, however! They burst out of hiding, completely flustered and beside themself.
"You're the soup master!? It's such an honor to meet you, soup guru!" They slithered their way over. In the process, they bumped a table and sent a large pot rolling - right onto themself. "Whoa! Where'd the lights go? Come back!" The poor pot was probably ruined with Nico slime now. "I, uh, I found a pot, I reckon! I think it's a pot? It's a hat right now! I reckon it's a mighty fine hat. Makes this place all dark and slimey. Or is that me?"
They were very nervous. It wasn't often they were in the presence of a celebrity.
"... Are you a SOUPER eevee?" They giggled to themself, unable to hold back the chuckles. "G-get it? Because you're a soup master! And you're super! Man, I'm clever!" They paused before taking in a deep breath. They seemed to be collecting themself for something. "I, uh, I think that soup smells super good and all... but I bet it ain't half as good as what my best friend whips up."
They hadn't noticed the Chimeco. To be fair, who would when there was a celebrity to be greeted?
"... Can I help with your soup? I reckon if there's two of us, it miiiight have a chance of rivalin' Callum's cookin'. Maybe."
608 words | Elodie
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Feed the fire all you want, you won't take me. Knock me down all you want, watch it save me.
callum
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5
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♂
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Adamant
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Explorer
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Mienfoo
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Inner Focus
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team affinity
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Played by Mandragora
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Silver Rank
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Post by callum on Apr 30, 2018 10:36:22 GMT
Callum hated the rain. He did not have a weakness to water, like fire-types, but it was still dreary and depressing and made him want to curl up and sleep forever. However, one could only sleep so much, especially when they were a mienfoo that hungered to see the world. So Callum rolled from bed, stretched, and noticed something that...wasn’t very peculiar, to be honest. Nico was gone. They were a goomy that liked to wander, and the mienfoo could respect that, but that didn’t stop him from being terribly worried somedays that something bad could happen to the goomy. They trusted too much.
And that was how he started his way towards the kitchen; restless and slightly worried about Nico, which was how he spent a good portion of his time. It wasn’t really the goomy’s fault that Callum worried so much; it was just a natural part of who he was when it came to his best friend. At the very least, it was easy to follow them- just look for the slime! As the mienfoo traveled through the line of sludge that the goomy had left behind, he didn’t feel bothered at all by the goop that stuck to his feet. You didn’t become best friends with a goomy without being prepared for a little mess, after all!
As he approached the kitchen, Callum couldn’t help but hear the commotion. He thought he heard Nico’s voice, but how could he hear anything distinct over the clanging noises? The mienfoo puffed out his cheeks as he entered the kitchen. “People are trying to nap, you know!” He cried out, even if he hadn’t been trying to nap. His expression immediately softened when he heard Nico’s voice now that the goomy was closer and- and trapped in a soup pot. “Nico! Are you okay?” The mienfoo asked, trying not to laugh. They didn’t seem particularly distressed, but Nico was rarely if ever distressed by situations they probably should have been distressed by.
Then he heard Nico claiming he could cook, of all things. Not one to let down his best friend, Callum nodded slowly. “Uh, that’s right, whoever you think you are! I’m the best at cooking! Especially soup!” Just saying that made him feel a little more confident, like he could actually cook. Maybe if he tried, he would be able to beat this eevee at cooking soup! After all, no matter what, the most important thing was trying your hardest!
Had he ever made soup before? He didn’t think so.
“So, let’s see what you’ve got, soup master eevee!” Yeah, he could do this! He was the best at cooking soup! Right? As long as he just had self-confidence, he could do anything! "That's right! I'm Callum, the best cook around! And that's my best friend, Nico!" He could feel power rushing through his fingers! Strength fueling his limbs! Anything was possible! "Besides, you don't even really have proper arms- just four legs! How can you possibly make the best soup?"
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I'm feeling something strange, I can't ignore it One way to make a change, quit waiting for it!
Elodie
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♀
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brave
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Explorer
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eevee
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adapt ability
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Gold Rank
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Post by Elodie on May 5, 2018 19:28:19 GMT
Wooden and metal pots were rolling all over the place as Elodie looked for the right size. Of course, she had to get the biggest pot they could offer in order to make enough soup for herself and everyone else. She found a particularly large one and, satisfied, she placed it on the table before searching for other tools. Just as she was about to turn around, a purple blur burst from behind one of the cabinets, causing her to yelp and jump, getting into ready position out of impulse. “Whoa! Who the—“ Her eyes were wide as a blob begin talking to her, but she relaxed when she realized it was only a pokemon. She closed her eyes and sighed, shoulders slumping. “Oh wow, where did you come from? Soup guru?” She blinked, realizing the newcomer was talking about her. She straightened, puffing out her chest. “Uh, yeah! That’s me! The soup guru!” Then the little pokemon bumped into the table she had stacked her materials on, causing the large pot to tip over and fall onto him with a loud sound that caused Elodie to flinch. Alarmed, the Eevee ran over to the talking pot, concerned that the little pokemon had gotten hurt. “Hey, are you okay in there?!” She asked, a little too loudly as she inspected the pot. Fortunately, it seemed the pokemon inside was fine, or at least fine enough to begin rambling about hats. “It could be like armor! Make you super tough in fights,” she giggled, “but I kinda need that for cooking right now! Hold on.” She lifted the little metal handle on one side of the pot with her paw, tipping it over to reveal the slimy little pokemon underneath. She wrinkled her face upon peeking into the pot, finding it covered in… slime. The pokemon was covered in it too. “You’re a… a Goomy! Yeah, a Goomy, I’m right.” She exclaimed, before sniffing him curiously. Goomy didn’t really smell strongly of anything, but she was surprised to find an almost sweet-ish smell. Like candy. Maybe bubblegum. Elodie grinned at the joke, joining the Goomy in giggling over the pun. “You’re a funny lil’ thing, aren’t you? Yeah! I guess I am a Souper Eevee.” She looked to be positively basking in being called ‘super’, only to quickly deflate when the Goomy had mentioned their best friend. She puffed up her cheeks in a pout, a little disappointed, and a lot offended. “What? And who’s this best friend? I bet they’ve never had a good soup in their life!” On cue, she finally seemed to notice the third party in the room, a pokemon she was more familiar with. Mienfoo and Mienshao were hardworking fighting types that often ate at her parents’ shop. She listened to the Mienfoo—who was apparently named Callum—as he introduced himself, her face turning red with frustration as he declared himself the best cook, and he even had the guts to make fun of her legs! The steam was practically coming out of her long ears as she put her foot down, looking at Callum determinedly. “I’m not ‘whoever you are’, my name is Elodie! And I say I’m the best cook around, four legs or no legs. Oh, well I mean, legs are important, but still.” She pointed her paw at Callum to poke him on the chest. “Besides, it’s even dumber if you’ve got those—those—sleeves! Arm-sleeve-things! If you cook with those, you’ll get them wet with soup, and it’ll be gross!” She placed her paw back down and stuck her tongue out at him. “I hope you like the taste of the best soup in the world—and losing!” “Okay, so it’s a contest then. We’ll each make a soup, and then we’ll have someone judge whose is the best. Nico, if you want to cook with me, you can,” she smiled. She was competitive, sure, but it would be mean to exclude someone who wanted to help. Either way, she knew she would win. She turned her head to Chimecho, saying, “Chimecho, could you be the judge?” The tired cook nodded. “Only if you all promise not to make too much of a mess?” They asked hopefully. Elodie grinned, responding with a “Yeah, we can do that!” which Chimecho did not believe for a second. The Eevee turned back to face Callum and Nico, brows furrowed and a self-assured smirk on her face. Her tail waved excitedly in the air. “Ready? On your markgetsetgo!” With that hasty announcement, the contest began, and Elodie was already off to bustle at her station. Nico callum - 772 – Sorry for the wait! dshkjgs elo is literally a 5-year old MADE BY VEL OF GS
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you be the moon, i'll be the earth
Nico
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Docile
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Explorer
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Goomy
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Gooey
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team affinity
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Played by Imp
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Bronze Rank
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Post by Nico on May 11, 2018 1:32:10 GMT
| O h man! This soup guru was super nice! Nico beamed as Elodie rescued them from the terrible trap that was the cooking trap, a gentle quiver running up and down their slimy horns. "Whoa! You saved me!" She was so cool! Their eyes lit up as they looked her over, taking in her features now that she was close enough for them to get a good look at. They didn't have the best vision, being a slug and all. "You're real pretty, miss!" They extended a horn so that they could get a good feel of her fur, trying to pat her cheek with the gooey nub. "I ain't never had armor before!" They tried to picture themself all dressed up like a knight but only got as far as the boots before giving up.
It was at some point during all this chaos that their favorite person had entered the room. They had been too excited by Elodie to even give mind to Callum, but now they couldn't help but gaze at him with starry eyes. "I made a friend! She's a cool sister, yeah, all skilled in the ways of soupery." They bent their horns down to check them for scrapes and bruises. "Uh, I think I'm in one piece! No bumps or bruises over here, bro." Wait. That was the wrong thing to say! How would they get a get-better hug if they said they weren't hurt? They sidled up to Callum, pressing their goopy cheek against him. "But, I could use a hug... I got some emotional bruisin', yeah... All kinds of traumatized..."
They looked between the eevee and mienfoo as a challenge was issued. Oh no! They'd started something! Their horns drooped and big, gooey tears started to brew in their eyes. "Aw, no..." They whimpered, mouth pressed into a thin line as they tried to hold back a stream of senseless babbling. They always babbled when they got upset. "I ain't thinkin' you two should be fightin'! You're both the best, yeah? I reckon that we should all hold hands and be friends!" They knew that Callum liked competing with people, but maybe the pretty eevee didn't like competitions? What if she got mad and didn't want to be their friend? That would be the worst!
"A contest?" They asked slowly. It took a few seconds for their mind to process what was going on. Elodie wanted to compete? That was great! "Aw, yeah! Now you and Callum can be best friends too! Callum loves to show off!" Their eyes widened to the size of dishplates. "I can cook with you? But I ain't got no legs!" She'd said that legs were important. Maybe they were only sort of important. "Um, I don't wanna make anyone feel bad by not cookin' with them... Maybe I could deliver the ingredients to you both so you can get your cooking to be real fast-like?" That was such a great idea. They were so smart.
They were going to get slime everywhere.
They watched in amazement as Elodie set off to begin cooking. They had better get ready to start helping them cook! The little slug 'raced' off and delivered something that they were sure would help Callum, since he had started second and that seemed fair. It was a cheese grater. Good job Nico. "You're still the best," Nico whispered conspiratorily to the mienfoo. "But she's a real pretty lady, so I'm gonna help her on account of I wanna know what shampoo she uses."
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Feed the fire all you want, you won't take me. Knock me down all you want, watch it save me.
callum
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5
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♂
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Adamant
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Explorer
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Mienfoo
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Inner Focus
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team affinity
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Played by Mandragora
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Silver Rank
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Post by callum on May 11, 2018 1:53:52 GMT
Nico was fine. That was good. They were also looking for hugs, which, in Callum’s book, was very good. As he wrapped one arm around the goomy, he turned his attention towards the eevee and her words. “Alright, Elodie, then.” It was at least polite to use her name. “And I say you aren’t the best cook!” Callum realized, perhaps too late, that he had made a terrible mistake. It wasn’t unusual for him to boast- especially around Nico, because he had to prove he was the best best friend ever - but usually, he could back that boast up a little. He didn’t even really cook unless he needed to; and usually, it ended up poorly. But still, it was far too late to back down, so he had to at least fake that he could make soup. “Yeah, well, at least I can wash them! You can’t wash away not having fingers!” To show that he had the superior hands, Callum walked over to a cabinet where spoons were stored and picked one up. It was a bit awkward with only three fingers, but it was still easier than using his mouth or something. “See?”
Nico’s whimper made him pause. If they didn’t want him to argue, then he’d just admit that Elodie was the best soupmaker. Anything that stressed out Nico wasn’t worth it. Then Elodie said the word ‘contest’ and Callum’s eyes narrowed. Lying about his soup-making prowess was one thing. Trying to back up those lies? That was another thing entirely. But Callum was nothing if not tenacious, and with Nico seeming on board with the idea, he had to try his best. “Well- I- okay! Yeah, a contest! I’m sure I can beat you!” The mienfoo spoke with a confidence he didn’t have as he strode towards the corners of the kitchen. He made sure to look Elodie square in the face when he picked up the soup pot and carried it over to his station. Callum nearly fell, but he was still confident that his ability to walk on two legs and use two arms regardless of positioning would be a boon in this contest.
“Alright, Nico! You bring us both stuff!” Callum was relieved that Nico wouldn’t be solely helping the eevee. He needed the boosted morale from having his best friend helping to even chance a win at something he knew nothing about. As he began to set up his station as best he could -spoons to one side, pot in the middle -, his eyes wandered around the kitchen for something that would give him a leg up in the battle. Eventually, he settled on a spelon berry- they were decently rare, but not so much that he felt bad using them in his soup. Throwing the full berry in the pot, Callum stared for a moment.
Then the goomy came up to him, and he realized he had to win, because otherwise he would be disgracing Nico! Nico, who had helpfully brought a cheese grater! He looked at the berry. Then he looked at them and the cheese grater. Then he took the berry out of the pot and tried to use the cheese grater. It..sort of worked. He ended up with some specks of the spelon berry in the pot, at least, swimming around with water. As Nico whispered, Callum smiled. “That’s okay. I’m sure she’ll tell you.” He whispered back.
At least Nico thought he was the best!
581 WORDS spicy soup coming up THANK YOU MALIA TATE FROM ADOXOGRAPHY
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