STARTING LEVEL IS 5

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Lake Pain
Cygnus Lake - Half Gain
254/200 5 to 6, 54/225 til 7
CURLY-Q IS NOW LEVEL 7

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STARTING LEVEL IS LVL 6

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Fish Bite Moonbeams Every Night
Ara Village - Half Gain
294/225 6 to 7 69/250 til 8
DUCKLETT IS NOW LEVEL 7
416/250 7 to 8 166/275 til 9
DUCKLETT IS NOW LEVEL 8

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The Ducklett watched the human girl and her doggy from the safe distance he'd gained, his face permanently cursed with wide clueless eyes and a mischevous grin on his bill. He had so much more inside of him, so much he yearned to experience and see and do. But nobody could ever know, nobody would ever know. In his heart of hearts he wanted to be a....no...no he couldn't even admit it to himself! He kicked at the low growing grass that was suffocating from lack of sunlight as the taller reeds danced and swayed in the wind. So much like him, choked out of existence and stuck at this lake, always in the shadows of their older beautiful siblings and parents.

He'd never learned to fly, never been taught to spread his wings. They never looked back when they flew south last winter and when they came back in the spring? Pah! They acted like they didn't know him. So here he was, rejected and dejected. All the newly hatched Duckletts knew not to talk to him and the older ones, the Swannas and even the Duckletts who managed to hold some semblance of grace and coolness despite hanging back from evolving - they knew better than to risk their own standing in the pecking order when it came to being his friend.

He'd spent a lot of time on his own now and even managed to build up an air of intrigue among the smaller, simpler pokemon who didn't know anything about water fowl politics and familial alliances. The various water bugs and just bug-bugs skated by, whispering rural legends about the Ugly Ducklett. Some said he had a glass eye, others that he would swallow you whole if you crossed his path. But really he just wanted someone to love him, and that he could love in return. He'd had that once but....Oh...< Darla ...he uttered at last, causing the trainer and her pooch to stop their wrestling and turn to blink in unison at him.

"Honeybunch, no I'm Mila. Meeee luuuuh." she sounded out, scootching closer and dumping Q out once and for all, "But Darla shore is a purdy name too! Oh! Is that yorn? Hi Darla, nice to meet ya. I never knew wild Pokemon had names but I guess they could!"

< Hmph! No! Darla is my... > he trailed off, stammering, wondering how he'd nearly been so easily tricked into revealing the significance of that name. Such a beautiful angelic name! The love of his life, stolen from him by a bigger, stronger fowl! She didn't know how big of a brute the Swanna male was! She'd turned her back on him just like everyone else, never knowing that she was the prize kept in a blackmailing operation between that Swanna and his parents.

The Swanna, named Cecil, had remembered our lonesome Ducklett from their younger days on the pond, and threatened to reveal to his parents that he knew - threatened to reveal to the whole lake that this disgrace of a fowl was their son. So they'd come to Ducklett in the dead of night, speaking to him for the first time since they'd left him as a baby, to tell him he had better not dare fight for Darla and bring shame to their family. Or he would have bigger problems than not being invited to the reunions or weekly games of water polo.

So his sweet, sweet Darla was with another 'mon and every day on top of seeing his parents swim by without a second glance, he had to watch as she lived under the impression that he'd never really cared about her. That he was too weak and feeble and cowardly to fight for her. "You shore do like long stretches of silence, little buddy....why don't ya tell me what's on your mind? Heck I won't even battle ya if that's what you're worried about. But somethin's eatin at you, I can tell!"

Ducklett hesitated but she was right! This had been weighing on his heart for so long! He broke down and finally told her every last detail, all that he'd been musing on in his brooding. This strange human whom he didn't know from a rock on the ground, and her dusty looking dog with a funky growth on its neck. When it was all out, this flood of words, he was panting and wild eyed. Just saying it all out loud...it pissed him off! < And why should I have to fight for her? Why wouldn't she just choose me?! What kind of shit is that? You know what? No! Fuck this! Fuck this lake, fuck my parents, fuck Darla, and FUCK YOU CECIL! > he shouted, feeling suddenly rebellious. Something he hadn't felt since his early ducky years when he would sneak and eat his sister's grubs.

"Whoa, easy there fella, calm down!" Mila said, her eyes going wide at the can of caterpie she'd just opened up! "Tell ya what, you come with me, I'll train you big and strong, we'll find you another duck lady to settle down with, and then we can come back here and whoop old Cecil's ass!" she said, leaning in conspiratorially. She didn't have the heart to tell the Ducklett she didn't think he could quite take on Cecil now and she knew she and Q would struggle if that was their first real battle. She pulled a Pokeball out and clicked it to expand, offering it up to him.

STARTING LEVEL IS LVL 5

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Fish Bite Moonbeams Every Night
Ara Village - Half Gain
294/200 5 to 6 94/225 til 7
VULPIX IS NOW LEVEL 6

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< Mama! Mama! Mama! > Lillipup yapped over and over as he trailed along behind the massive Stoutland which frequently had movements bigger than her undersized son. She came to a stop at the edge of town, turning silently to await whatever question he could possibly have had for her this time. Lillipup shook with excitement, glad she’d acknowledged him at last. His mouth opened to ask his question and then instantly closed again, his whiskered face bunching in frustration. < I….I forgot. > he admitted, though in his defense it had been ages since he’d first thought of it and began seeking her attention. Mama Stoutland gave a rumbling harumph and continued on her way, expecting him to follow as always.

Lillipup did, of course, but then something glinted at the edge of his vision. A shiny rock….collar? on a poofy doggy who smelled like a girl! His tail wagged as he crossed the street, his mother forgotten, to greet her and give her a good sniffing. The Rockruff, Q, sat abruptly, her eyes going wider as she gave him a shocked yip. < That’s! That’s not polite! > she said, knowing full well it was perfectly acceptable between pooches but had always been something she herself was wary of. Her trainer turned from the shop window she’d been peering into to watch the pair with a grin. ”Young love!” she sighed, already dreaming up litters of Rockruffs and Lillipups running through a field.

But the young dog’s maturity level was right in his name as he gave her a curious head tilt, his ears swiveling forward. He hadn’t even noticed the human when he’d approached, but she reminded him of the girl his old owner used to have come visit to take care of her sometimes. She had had a funny sounding voice too, but was always patient when he had accidents on the carpet or made a mess of the bathroom with a fresh roll of TP. When his old owner passed away, the old lady’s daughter refused to take her “stinking mutts” in at her house full of smelly cats and had turned them out onto the street. Since then, it had just been him and his mama. But he didn’t mind, every day was an adventure for him!

Mila, the trainer, knelt to his level and reached out a hand in greeting, knuckles up and fingers curled slightly in toward her palm in case of a random bite. But she was happy to see all she got was a cheerful lick attack! < Hi who are you what’s your name do you like jerky my mama does tell her mama about the jer..….Mama? > he stopped his line of questioning, suddenly remembering he’d left her side so easily. But….she hadn’t come looking for him? Mila was a bit confused before realizing what had happened, and stood a little straighter, scanning the street they were on for another dog but seeing nothing. ”Let’s go find her, huh, buddy? Come on Q.”

A couple hours passed of searching town with Lillipup drifting between more and more questions and sudden silence as worry set in, Q and Mila knew there wasn’t much hope left. But still, with no other plans for the night, stayed with him at the spot he’d last seen his mother. When dawn came and they woke in the alley Lillipup was still there, curled up asleep in Mila’s lap with Q. She asked if he’d like to come with them and she would take care of him, and they would look for his Mama as they went.

After another full day in the town, Lillipup agreed, assuming his Mama probably thought he’d run off without her and had continued on through town herself before realizing he was gone. That had happened before and back then he’d found her again when she was lost. She’d always had a look of exasperation when he came bolting out of the bushes to see her again - he’d never picked up on the fact that she’d rejoiced that at long last she’d ditched the poor little idiot and had a chance at finding her own home without him.

STARTING LEVEL IS 23

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STARTING LEVEL IS 1

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STARTING LEVEL IS 1

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