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Fan Region Development Questions
For regions that aren’t in official Pokemon games!
Who is the champion of the region?
What role do gym leaders play in society?
Is there an Elite Four? If so, what are they like?
Who is the professor? What do they study?
Is there an evil team? If so, what are their goals?
Is there a main antagonist? What are they like?
Is there a box dev? If so, what are they like?
Are there “protagonist” and “rival” characters?
Are there any non-league celebrities?
What is the environment of the region like?
What kinds of Pokemon are most common there?
How industrialized is the region? Does this cause tension?
Is there anything special about the Pokedex? (ie Rotomdex)
What are the routes like? Are there any roadblocks?
What is the largest city? What is it like?
How do people get around? (ie trains, taxis, ride pokemon)
What do people from other regions think of this region?
What do people from this region think of themselves?
Are there non-battling competitions? (ie contests, pokeathlons)
Is there a specialty food of the region?
What is the history of the region?
How does it interact with other regions?
Are there any myths or legends that citizens still remember?
Does the region have mythical or legendary Pokemon?
Does the region have a theme?
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starter call. âť„
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vanya has a lot of moments of 'my cat is laying on me i can't move' but his 'cat' is one of his several 400+ lbs pokemon.
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what if we were trapped on the mountain together. and we were both boys.
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... (c: )
pokemon chatter.
what a curious man. this place is different than their home -- it is warm here, much warmer than the station, and here in this building in particular, it is very warm. the pokemon here make her shy away a bit as she turns her head and tucks her face into the neck of her trainer with a petulant huff.
vanya pats her nose and speaks softly, telling her to behave, tati, behave.
she grumbles again, leaning her long neck over his shoulder to sniff at the man's face in front of her. he's dressed in red and has such an intense look on his face, and he smells of danger, red hot and fiery.
i mislike you. i'm watching you.
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stranger.
what a curious litt—- big thing , this pokĂ©mon was . never encountering one before and now it’s face nudges his; yet an understanding comes from riley when lucario nods besides him .   “ lead the way; where do you want to take me ?  ”Â
she’s been given a task -- an important one! her partner is lost in thought back in the building with the spinning disk atop it, and she is to lead anyone lost back to him. they get many lost folks up here in the mountains, they always do, and it is very bad if they stay lost.
she’s good at lighting the way, the frills on her neck glowing bright, bright, bright in the dim of the treeline, and she warbles a noise back to the gentleman following her. he has a pokemon with him. perhaps he is a challenger?
her footsteps trudge ahead, clearing a path towards a building at the top of the winding mountain path.
#of course! im gonna swap iconless at some point bc i still havent decided on a faceclaim#but i have pokemon icons LOL#talubld#talubld ; riley#verse. nevermelt.
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send me a “...” and one of my muse’s pokemon will talk to you.
Specify a question or subject or even the pokemon for bonus points.
#will it be one of his battlers? will it be one of the lab pokemon?#WHO KNOWS#under study. / ask games.
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congratulations, strange traveler. you have encountered an aurorus standing in the light snowfall like a beacon, until she bends her head to you and promptly nudges you on the face.
she’s beckoning you to follow her.
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✎ this is for vanya draw ur favorite ice type
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falling star.
  A mountain. A shrine. A grave. It wonders if place exists. It’s misty memories tell it to go, so the whimsical wish maker does. Lost in head since it’d cleared the thick of treeline with eyes drawn to the white out sky. Hands are flat to it and collection of biting powder rests more on fingertips than palm. Collecting thoughts, piecing information together from three lifetimes ago, or snowflake gazing– it’s to the professor to guess.Â
  So busy with itself, it isn’t until warble find way to ear that it’s gaze snaps level with him. Expression nothing, eyes scorching through aurora saturated shadows. His heart is bare to it, that hopeless humor that seeps into words exhausted. Incline, to express to him how true it is and salt the scholar’s cut.Â
  In actions stead, cock head and propose question that plays lips upward.
“Rest eyes on mine in this mountains house! What has you far from village and pawing for dowse?”  A voice of crystal wind chime, cutting through howling winds not for the competition of loud- but, uncanny in ignorance of weather. Just there, simply heard, unaffected by weather. Flick the snow accumulating off arms, ribbon-flicks of tails mimicking.  “You; starstruck. Like fledge buck!”
the star speaks and aurorus warbles threateningly at it, presses closer to her trainer and bids him to stay where he stands. there is snow clinging to his glasses, to his face, biting through the heavy cloth he wears and blows through him to leave him utterly frozen in place at the sight.
a true myth standing before him, a falling star made true, and it speaks! it speaks like all the tales say it would, and his face breaks into an uncharacteristic smile, pulls into a grin over the fold of his scarf and cracks through the icy exterior of the leader.
“ i saw -- i saw the meteor shower. ”
he had been following the stars for days now, the impending sight of the shooting stars that come once a century in the region, the beautiful rain of the cosmos -- and there, here, one stands before him!
“ i can’t believe this. i can’t. . .you’re here. you’re actually here. ”
he steps forward, carefully around deep patches of ice, and the fossil at his back approaches twice as cautiously, head lowered to peer at the myth before it with a snarl building in her throat.
“ why are you here? what brought you here? ”
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im not out of bed quite yet but consider this a starter call. ❄️
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favorite tidbits about ice types!
vanya is full of very fun ice type facts, like:
glailie can freeze their prey by instantly dropping the moisture in the air around them well below freezing, so you have to wear special insulating gear around them in the wild or risk rapid onset frost bite.
vanya has a lingering theory that before their revival and rejuvenation as a species, amaura and aurorus were likely psychic and ice type pokemon that fed primarily on small snow-bound plants and small pokemon in the past. they have an omnivorous, but primarily plant based diet.
beartic are an essential part of northern / icy seas, as they are the source of many of the free floating ice floes in the water due to creating them when they wish to rest.
snover typically have very, very little contact with humans in their natural environs and have no natural fear of them. stories of them wandering into settlements in the past and becoming beloved members of the people there is a very, very common occurrence.
snover also grow berries on their bodies when the weather gets warm just before the spring time thaw that taste like frozen treats. these berries vary by region (and are something vanya has a special interest in studying.)
snover will also root themselves into the ground in permafrost areas when the weather gets too warm to regulate their temperatures and enter something of a spring time sleep cycle to keep their metabolisms stabilized.
many of his tidbits are about snover.
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Preference in communication? Email, phone calls, ummm carrier pidove? How does he stay in contact with his friends?
he has a device similar to a phone that allows him to keep contact with people on the ground, but when the weather is extra, extra severe, it doesn't work, so he gets stranded up there. besides that, it's things like email for professional stuff, phone calls otherwise, and the very occasional letter.
he's terrible at communication, especially when he works in the mountains in the dead of winter, so sometimes he disappears for a few months and then comes down like 'hey guys.'
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Does Vanya talk to his pokemon friends up in the lonesome cabin, or does he prefer silent companionship?
he talks to them! there is a very, very small handful of people who also work with him in the weather station, but they're not there all of the time. the conversations he tends to have are with the pokemon he keeps around him, and each one has a unique personality that balances him out.
i'm still pending on the nicknames for his pokemon, but their personalities are decided already. aurorus is a very motherly type pokemon, always at his side and the one that tends to accompany him outside of the pokeball the most, and his abomasnow is stern and has a tendency to get overprotective.
glalie's quite a prankster, with a tendency to cause trouble if unsupervised, and beartic is the typical lazy bear when she doesn't have anything to do. avalugg is the most serious of them, and it's suitable considering his huge size! there are some pokemon he doesn't use in battle as well, but are solely in the station. a glaceon, a vanillish, piloswine and a castform!
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i am here to write send me oc questions đź’žđź’žđź’ž
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verses.
verse. nevermelt. : his usual verse, where he lives in the mountainous weather station and is the final gym leader of the region he hails from.
verse. snow cloak. : traveling verse. vanya is a professor of pokemon, specializing in ice types, and has taken a holiday from his home region to visit others to expand upon his research.
verse. sheer cold. : the verse where i inevitably hand vanya to an evil team and do heinous nonsense.
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