I'm not into Pokemon a whole lot anymore, but I would pop up on a server if there was one, should my laptop cooperate.

Hey everyone! Congrats on the new baby, Miss! I haven't posted on here for months, but I've been having an idea for this RP stewing for quite a while, and what better place to give it a shot? Okay..maybe there a few, but I really miss this community, even though I don't play pokemon any more. Besides, I see there's another RP going, and I wouldn't want to interrupt.

Life has been busy for me. I'm in the earliest stages of planning my debut novel (goodness, I've said that phrase far too many times), which is hard to balance with school. I'm also busy putting together a group of sorts, made up of several competitive gaming teams. We're trying to start a Twitch stream for it too on the weekends.

That's about it for me as of this moment. It's ashame to see so much of the community has fizzled, but it does feel good to be back.

Nomad let out a deep chuckle as his opponent bounced off of his head.

"THAT TICKLES."

The small guy began to run away from him suddenly, but noticeably without his weapon.

"WHERE YOU GOING, LITTLE MAN?"

Nomad scooped up the half tree that he had cracked just a moment before, and, lifting it over his head with both hands, threw it at the man as he scurried away.

Leon hit the ready button and everything instantly faded around him. Nomad opened his eyes to a sprawling forest. He looked down to his hands and flexed his huge fingers. It had a little while since he had entered an arena. This one was completely new to him. He decided to trudge forward, making his way into the forest.

Leon caught himself with a slight grin on his face as the man introduced himself. He momentarily stopped stuffing food down his face to speak.

"Pleased to meet you, Angelo. I'm Leon."

His new friend began to dive into his own food as he asked if Leon was a competitor.

"Yep, I am," he said proudly. He assumed that Angelo was one as well.

"Hey," he said after chowing down on breakfast sausages and bacon, "what do you say we run through a practice match or two after we finish eating?"

Leon had been lying in the bed of his hotel room, watching the National Sports Network as there had been constant coverage of the upcoming tourney. He had been up since five in the morning, which was rather late for him, seeing as he rarely got much sleep anymore. There was suddenly a knock at the door, and so he quickly hopped out of the bed, and already fully clothed, made his way over to the door. He opened it to a guard, who looked eager to read the letter he held in his hand. Once the man was finished speaking, Leon nodded to him and said a quick, "Thank you."

Just as the guard left, Leon's stomach growled angrily. After closing the door to his second-floor room, he quickly made his way down the stairs. Upon arriving at the dining hall, Leon filled his plate with an colossal stack of food. It seemed that all but one table was full, where a boy who seemed to be just slightly younger than him was sitting. He made his way over to the table and sat across from the boy.

"Hello," he said warmly before digging into the eggs that sat at the top of his mountainous plate of food. It was a wonder how he didn't have a weight problem.

Actually, screw it, I'm in. I've got a character ready to go, just need to make his profile. I'm looking forward to seeing the RP community here thrive again.