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This journal is for Cheria Barnes from Tales of Graces f.

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Hello everyone, today I've got a little news to go with announcing another egg batch.

I've decided that I want to open a water type refuge for Pokemon here in Fuschia, and I'm actually already looking into a building right on the shore. The beach location is primarily because a lot of larger water types don't have too many options for places to relax and enjoy themselves, and as a handful of people know, I have a lot of water types! I'm not ruling out other types though, because I want to help home as many Pokemon as I can if their trainers leave or someone wants to try letting another trainer raise them.

So, with that said, I have a good batch of eggs for sale today!

[Beaming, she shifts the gear in her hand and backs up a bit before panning the feed across eggs separated into neat little sections.]

I'll attach a list of what there is and how much they'll cost, but if you have any other questions, please feel free to ask! I am always willing to negotiate if you don't have enough money, but I do want to say that any little bit helps, because I am putting all of my resources into getting this refuge up and running.

Also, if you would be interested in helping once I have the building, I'd love to talk with you! Raising Pokemon and taking care of all the eggs I usually wind up with ends up being a full time job, and I'd definitely be willing to offer weekly pay. I know everyone has to make a living here, after all!

[Turning the feed back to herself, Cheria gives a big smile and a victory sign with her fingers before the post cuts out.]

(ooc: Here is that list of eggs still available! She doesn't know which ones will be shiny so no, there isn't a point in asking hurr. There's still quite a handful of eggs left, so search away! Anything not purchased here will still be available later on likely, as she's going to start keeping her eggs for adopting them out.
I'd also like to say I chatted with Kattu to be sure I'm not stepping on toes for Cheria starting this up, so it's just another place that people can buy eggs and foster their Pokemon at! WOOT WOOT!!)

Say, what would you all think is the best beach town?

Olivine is always a given, but Fuschia and even Vermillion City have beaches. I'm thinking about staying at one over the summer, and since the temperatures have been getting warmer, I think it's about time to start deciding that. Actually, does Cerulean have a beach? It's the city with the water type gym, so I wonder if the ponds up on the cape are larger than they look on the maps?

I mostly am looking for a large watery place for most of my Pokemon, and uh.. well. This guy.

[Turning the feed for a moment, she's out near the edge of town and that -- That is a giant purple whale. The Pokemon in question gives a happy sound, and there are a few other water types out and spraying the big guy down; it's bath time for them all anyway, but the Piplup and Wartortle are bickering over who gets a spot sitting on the whales back, and a Milotic has to break them up with some well placed water sprays. Also in the fray of water Pokemon that can be seen is a Gyarados lounging in the leaves with a Magikarp, a Swampert, a Seadra and Swanna basking in a kiddie pool, Oshawott crawling out of it to help spray down the whale.. Is that a Starmie too? Talk about too many water types, wow. Amidst all the blue and white and water colors, a bright yellow streak zips by and several of the crowd yip in annoyance from mild shocks.]

Hey, no, it's not time for your bath, Hope! Pounce, are you in there too? Don't get squished! [A bright pink bundle of kitten comes running out narrowly dodging one of the Wailords flippers, and the yellow streak slows to reveal an amused looking Jolteon. Sighing, Cheria reaches into view of the camera, crouching so it's at level with the two Pokemon and pets both of them.] Don't be troublemakers, I have enough of those, sheesh.

[Hope yips softly and then leans to shove his nose against the gear, accidentally shorting it into turning it off. Newly evolved electric types, what to do with them??]

If... anyone is looking for Eridan, he um. [To her left is an unhappy Kingdra. To her right, a Gyarados that definitely isn't Mana.] He seems to have gone.. home.

[While the Wooper in her arms starts wailing again, Cheria doesn't look all that capable of soothing anything herself; her eyes keep sinking down away from the screen, upset yet trying not to appear it, and it isn't until she sniffs that she's pushing her gear down towards a little Mudkip and running off to disappear out the door.

The Pokemon chirps and chitters, clearly not understanding what's all going on since he's still young, before patting his hands on the gear multiple times until Callie the Lopunny comes over. Picking up both gear and little water type, she sniffs at the screen before shyly waving and clicking the feed off.]


(ooc: Cheria will be answering after an hour!)

Everyone, please be careful if you are still trying to travel for the holidays. It really doesn't look like this weather is letting up, plus it's... well, you all have seen the news, right?

I'm somewhat glad I mailed all my gifts out earlier, but I got a message from the post office saying the gifts will likely be delayed a few extra days, just from all the heavy weather. Eridan and I are staying in Cerulean for the time being, so please, nobody worry about us.

I also had a question, um.. is there such an item that makes it so a Pokemon doesn't evolve? Do you think, if it is real, that it is a good idea to use? Or is it wrong to make it impossible for a Pokemon to evolve?

[For a moment, there's just a jumble of movement going on the screen before the feed finally settles on two Pokemon from behind. They're both Wooper, but one of these Pokemon are not like the other -]



[Yep, one of those Wooper are very much pink and is that a sparkle?]

Hey, Rikku, I apologize for not contacting you sooner, but the egg you gave me? It hatched into a shiny! He's a very good boy right now and spends most of his time playing with his friend here..

[Speaking very gently, she's not trying to startle the two Pokemon from their snugglefest. Really, it's all way too cute for her and she can't do anything more than coo.]

[There's really not much to see at first; just a flurry of colors and Pokemon voices chirping, chittering and chattering away, until a purple furred rump covers the screen. Through the noisy Poke-talk, Cheria can be heard humming while there are the sounds of dishes clattering quietly. The noise starts to pick up though and after a few minutes, she can be heard trying to quiet the group down.]

Now now guys, you've already had your evening snacks. It's time for quiet so you can all sleep easier. Okay?

[It seems she's made the right choice in picking up the Glameow, coming into view of the screen. Her hair is pulled back into a single ponytail today, bangs clipped up so she can work a bit easier. Giving the cat Pokemon a sweet smile while setting him aside, she reaches for the gear. In the background, there's a Squirtle dashing across the counter near the sink, playfully spitting bubbles at a newly hatched Petilil... well. That is who he was aiming at, but it's the Trubbish who takes the "blow", using a take down attack and knocking the Squirtle off the counter.

Too bad he was using bubble still and several of them popped over Cheria's head, along with a slosh of dirty sink water from the Pokemon toppling into the water. Letting out a surprised squeak at the water suddenly dropping from above, Cheria stops in her quest to grab the gear and stands quickly, turning to see what went on.]

Asbel, are you alright? It's not good to play up here! [Scooping the Squirtle out of the water now, she's turning a frown at the Trubbish.] Hey, don't pick on the little ones! They're just getting used to things, and don't need you making it worse!

[The Trubbish wiggles his arms, trying to explain, but trashbag talk doesn't translate very well. The Squirtle, on the other hand, is making such a cheeky face behind his trainers back..]

[Just another day on the Trub-cam! Trubby, who named himself since he has not received a name yet, is fiddling with the Gear for lunchtime, and has decided to take it with him on his quest; to be loved by mommy! Three guesses at who "mommy" is, and the first two don't count. Dragging the gear along, he's making a slight plasticy rustling noise, and there's some footage of the back of Cheria's shoes and the hem of her skirt.

She's humming, unaware of the noise over the sizzling of chicken in the pan over the small fire. Standing from her crouched place to move and get something, the feed just gets a view of legs, and they stretch up and there goes Trubby pointing the feed up.. Except Cheria's hands are flattening her skirt to her thighs, giving a rather disgruntled face to the camera.]

Just where do you think you're pointing that?!

[CONFISCATING THAT GEAR and not knowing it's recording... oops. Well, viewers get the inside of an apron pocket for the rest of show while Cheria finishes cooking; eventually, it times out.]