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You’re Never Too Old for a Pokemon Journey!

Hello potential trainers! It’s important to realize that there’s no true age one must be to obtain their Starter Pokemon and begin their own Pokemon Journey! If you’re ready to begin, here’s the rules! 1) Use this Pokemon Generator to determine who your Starter will be! The beginning evolution of the Pokemon is your starter! No evolution? No problem! Lucky you! However, reroll any Legendary Pokemon you might get! 2) It’s time to begin! Draw a picture of you and your Starter Pokemon going on their adventure! That’s all! It doesn’t need to be a masterpiece! Tag it with Pokemon Journey! I hope you and your partner can grow together! The World of Pokemon awaits!

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((moRE ME AS A TRAINER STU FF...

bless large pokemon who can carry their trainers))

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((decided to DO THAT POKEMON TRAINER THING

i got aron but alas....

i am but a twink))

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askno180 replied to your post: (( sometime for like a weekend or some…

But wHAT ABOUT THE POKES THAT ARE ALREAD Y PINK???? will they become the alpha pinks?

(( yes ))

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((my dad is crying aauugguguguggugugg

im sorry i havent updated anything since fucking mothers day these past couple months have been super stressful and my dad is stressed out and im stressed out and my mother is stressed out everyone is stressed out))

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haPPY MUNDAY I DREW MY POKESONA

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SIDEWAYS 69

what are you talking about this is totally dewey…………………………….

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((I TRIE D A NEW STYLE

thi s was fun as hecke >:U))

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His fedora remained untipped. He tried to compliment the miss, being a "nice guy" and all, but alas, he couldn't get through to her. His ego dropped and started attacking her. The Fedora Police came in and tipped their fedoras, releasing incendiary missiles, burning his fedora. He is now no longer part of the Fedora Clan. The end.

i have some concerns

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((tfw you didnt know what this was referencing until you drew animal crossing and you sit there staring at the screen ready to give up))

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DEWEY UNLEASH WHOOP ASS ALL OVER RAY

Dewey: it is an angry twink...

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Dewey: THANKS

YOU’RE PRETTY SWAG YOURSELF!!

(~**Gijinka magic**~ 3/10)

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▶▶️

((fOR ????? because i just did a future dewey cries))

“This is it. This is how I die.”

There the bird laid in a bed of leaves on the ground. There was a trail of blood he had left from the previous incident.

“Feathers plucked, wing broken. So this is how I’m going to go?? okay. This is fine, I guess.”

He stumbled pathetically on the ground, attempting to fly with a broken wing and, of course, failing.

“I’m fine.”

The noctowl sat upright, still in a state of shock. This wasn’t happening.

“Could be worse, right???? Right??? RIGHT?????????”

The dumb bird should’ve kept his mouth shut. With one foul swoop, the bird was pounced on by a feline-like pokemon. All the bird could do was scream and cry as he awaited his bitter fate.

He closed his eyes tightly and tried to imagine himself in a better place. Attempting to trap himself in a kind, forgiving memory, but before he could think of one, he was dropped to the ground in front of some sort of pink nightmare

it was smiling....why was it smiling...

Before the noctowl could open his beak, the eyesore began talking. Loudly.

“DANG SON, it looks like you’ve been through hell.

But don’t worry man, I’ll have my dude fix you up. You’re safe now!!”

You could see the desperate cry for help in the owl’s eyes.

help him.....

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▶▶️Mayor Dewey >:o

Out of breath and exhausted. But from what? He had been sleeping all day but the headache just wouldn’t go away. The room was spinning, voices echoed. Where was he?

Who’s bed was this….

Everything smelled so familiar and yet…nothing looked familiar at all.It was frustrating. Angering. Saddening. Frightening. All at once, there were so many emotions flooding his head, he couldn’t bare it. A figure approached him. He couldn’t make out who it was, but their voice silenced it all for the moment.

“You haven’t been yourself lately, buddy….what’s the matter..?”

The pounding of his head made it hard to process the other’s words

“Did you eat something?? Is that why you’re so sick….?”

They had a soothing sound to their voice…

“Just…..please. Tell me whats wrong….”

Who were they?Who was he?

whoever they were, he had finally felt at ease thanks to them…with this pleasant thought, he finally closed his eyes

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send “▶▶️” to get a glimpse at a scene from my muse’s future. send “◀️◀️” to get a glimpse at a memory from my muse’s past.

((I’m still doing these!))

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Dewey: THANKS

YOU’RE PRETTY SWAG YOURSELF!!

(~**Gijinka magic**~ 3/10)

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