Fangirl1231
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It's about Pokemon who turned into half humans half pokemon. You can be a Pokemon not yet transformed, a trainer who's pokemon transformed, and transformed pokemon, or anything else. These were just suggestions. Please Join! No cussing, anything inappropriate, and not too much gore please. I understand if there's a little.
Grace sighed as her brother, Ender, and littlest sibling, her sister, Gem, finally fell asleep.
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(Ender and Gem. Gem is the smaller one and Ender is the one with the red eyes.)
Grace pulled out her journal and began writing in it.
Dear diary,
Another week of being on the run from the snatchers. So far, Ender and Gem haven't transformed or evolved. Right now it's easier for them to stay alive. Our trainer put me on a wanted poster for running off with them when he abandoned me. I was able to get some film in my camera and was able to take a picture of the abandoned house we're hiding in.<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_08/57a8c043d403d_pokemon3.jpg.87c548816bd17db2d5a4c76c2e561164.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="28575" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_08/57a8c043d403d_pokemon3.jpg.87c548816bd17db2d5a4c76c2e561164.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>
I'm fine and Ender and Gem are staying warm from their fur so everything is fine. They're surviving off of berries but I'm having to learn how to hunt so I can eat. I'm getting sick and Ender knows it. We keep it a secret from little Gem. Have to go get more fire wood.
Until next time.
Grace shut her journal and walked out of the frozen, abandoned house. The freshly fallen snow crunching under her boots.
Grace sighed as her brother, Ender, and littlest sibling, her sister, Gem, finally fell asleep.
<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_08/Eevee!.jpg.b03955a1091443e5136f0478e8d89463.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="28572" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_08/Eevee!.jpg.b03955a1091443e5136f0478e8d89463.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>
(Ender and Gem. Gem is the smaller one and Ender is the one with the red eyes.)
Grace pulled out her journal and began writing in it.
Dear diary,
Another week of being on the run from the snatchers. So far, Ender and Gem haven't transformed or evolved. Right now it's easier for them to stay alive. Our trainer put me on a wanted poster for running off with them when he abandoned me. I was able to get some film in my camera and was able to take a picture of the abandoned house we're hiding in.<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_08/57a8c043d403d_pokemon3.jpg.87c548816bd17db2d5a4c76c2e561164.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="28575" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_08/57a8c043d403d_pokemon3.jpg.87c548816bd17db2d5a4c76c2e561164.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>
I'm fine and Ender and Gem are staying warm from their fur so everything is fine. They're surviving off of berries but I'm having to learn how to hunt so I can eat. I'm getting sick and Ender knows it. We keep it a secret from little Gem. Have to go get more fire wood.
Until next time.
Grace shut her journal and walked out of the frozen, abandoned house. The freshly fallen snow crunching under her boots.
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