Set in the original region of Arciel, Legends Rising is a route-inspired, but not strictly route-based, Pokemon roleplay. Pick a faction, pick a class, and strike out into the wild to take on the League, master Contest coordination, research the mysteries of Pokemon and Arciel, and much, much more. Will you be a classic trainer? A criminal? A farmer? Choose your destiny on Legends Rising.
Post by Elliot Sunderland on Jun 19, 2020 2:18:57 GMT
Elliot could hardly believe his ears.
Had he really done that well? Sure, he'd put his heart and soul into his performance. But compared to some of the stuff he had seen on stage, he felt so small by comparison. Yet, here he was, with a very admirable score for a total novice. The leads may have blown him out of the water, but that was nothing to worry about. Every point off of his score was another lesson to be learned. Sure, right now he was nothing compared to the pros. But in a few more months, who knew what he'd be capable of?
Immediately, he knew what he had to do. Elliot darted off, eyes scanning the crowds and the backstage alike in search of the Pixie Nightmare Girls that were in attendance. Would they have already congregated into a group after the show? Or would he actually be the most punctual to a gathering this time around? Whatever the case may have been, there was no way he could let the day pass without catching up. Their performances were all so beautiful and heartfelt! And his own, too, had been a success! He had to gush about this! There was way too much excitement fluttering around in his tiny little heart!
If only he didn't have to deal with the whole bad leg thing. Yet even despite that, Elliot was hustling at a surprisingly good pace. Not even common sense could put a damper on his night!
It could totally put a damper on the morning after. But that sounded like tomorrow Elliot's problem.
A shriek escaped from Elise as the scores flashed up on screen. Not only had Elise herself made second— CALLIE MADE SECOND TOO! She couldn’t believe it! (She could) She couldn’t believe it! (She was just excited.) It wouldn’t even hit her yet that Levy didn’t. Because she was too excited. She and Callie had placed!
Twisting around on the pads of her feet, Elise squealed louder before throwing her arms haphazardly around Callie’s neck and hugging her wildly. “We did it! We did it! Callie we did it oh my GODDESSES!” Elise squeak-squealed as the seconds hit her like thunderous beats. “We placed!” At all. In this showcase! Second, SECOND! She could hardly believe it! That was so close to first! And so strong! Those were their faces showing up on the big screen! Second! That was so so so so so much better than she thought she was going to do!!
The scores were up on display for everyone to see, and Levy was eager to see just where she had placed. A Riley Connor in first, Elise in second, Elliot in third. Now, she hadn't expected to place in the top three, but she was still a little surprised that her friends were taking most of the spots. And there was Callie, high up on the list too. But considering Levy was newer to actively training Pokemon and still getting her footing as a Coordinator.
Alright, back to looking for her own name. The girl was still smiling as she continued down the list, but after a few names, her heart began to fall each time she didn't see her own. And by the time she saw her name, second from the bottom, her heart had totally sunk and her smile had faded. Oh. That, that hurt a bit. Even with everything that had been considered to be working against her (mainly training her own mons so that she had some moves to work with) she had hoped to place a little higher than that.
How could she look at the girls like this? How could she practice with them knowing that this was her result? They were all amazing coordinators already, and while yes this was her first actual performance by herself, she felt like she had let her friends down. Eyes coming a bit more downcast, she pulled her ponytail out as she hadn't gotten changed after her performance, and let her hair fall down her shoulders. Harmony and Decibel had been waiting with her, Tacet had been returned to his ball and Zei was with them too. All three of the smaller mons at her feet looking up at her as her mind spiraled into darker thoughts.
Not right now, right now she couldn't even stop to think of what she could do to better prepare herself for the next one, as there would always be more contests and more Showcases. Needing a hug, she fell to her knees to cuddle all three of her Pokemon, even if they ended up a little squished they didn't complain as they offered what comfort they could.
She just needed a reminder that it was okay to fail, it was okay to not do well. But one of her biggest worries was letting her friends down, that she had disappointed them.
[attr="class","curragepost"] Callie was still processing the fact that she'd even managed to perform, to be honest. She'd considered fleeing the scene before anyone could find her backstage and before the results came out, both so she could go lowkey freak out in peace and so she wouldn't have to be disappointed by how bad she probably did. But Elise had caught her before she'd had the chance, raving about how surprised yet proud she was of Callie's performance, and she couldn't very well leave after that, could she?
So she figured she'd stay there as moral support at least, even if--
If...
She... PLACED? She TIED with ELISE!? For SECOND!? Her lungs stopped working for a moment as she stared in disbelief, only forced back into action by the jolt of a small blonde vice flinging herself at her. Callie was tearing up a little, awkward squeaks countering Elise's excited yelling. And then came a loud SHRIEK as she was shaken. Callie flustered and fumbled a "wajiowefjawi" as she flailed about a little, but eventually she wrapped Elise in a tight hug back and picked her up-- if only for about two seconds; she wasn't as strong as Elise after all, heh. She was giggling brightly, unable to think what to say, but then a thought occurred.
"Oh, oh, Ellie, where are Elliot and Levy?" She looked around, and spotted the blunette first, just as the girl was kneeling down to hug her Pokemon. Aww, how sweet! "There she is~ We should go-" ...Hm? "Uh, does she look like she's shaking a bit to you?" Only then did her eyes wander back to the scoreboard to skim for Levy, and-- oh no??? Oh no! D: "I-is she sobbing?!" The stage was starting to clear out now, but there were still a few folks to weave through, and Callie grabbed Elise's hand to head that way-- only to see Elliot first. Oh! He was closer than they were.
She waved and called out, "Elliot, emergency!" She then gestured toward Levy as she kept heading that way.
Post by Elliot Sunderland on Jun 29, 2020 23:31:07 GMT
That ear-shattering scream of pure enthusiasm could only mean one thing! Elise was near! Elliot made a beeline in her and Callie's direction, leaning up whenever possible to try and peer over the shoulders of the crowd. Why did there have to be so many dang people here? It was so hard to see anything. Or hear anything. But if he kept barreling forward like this, he knew sooner or later he'd end up bumping into Elise.
But there were more important things than celebrating success. Most of the people crowding around were standing, running about, hugging, cheering, and otherwise staying on their own two feet. That meant that the person instead off to the side, sitting down and burying herself in her own Pokemon, was all too conspicuous to Elliot's eyes.
Especially when he saw the long blue hair draped around her shoulders.
Callie's voice wasn't nearly as loud as Elise's, but it cut through the audience nonetheless. And with that, Elliot was off to Levy's side, like an affection-seeking missile. "I'm on it!" Elliot said in return, his voice a twisted-up mixture of guilt, concern, and lingering excitement. The crowd in his way was getting really irritating now, but fortunately Elliot was quite slender and small. It wasn't hard for him to worm his way through, a chorus of " 'Scuse me!""Sorry!" and "Pardon me!" following in his wake. Perhaps Levy would hear his little chirps and apologies, almost like pings on a radar, as Elliot approached.
Or perhaps she wouldn't even know Elliot was there until he had approached. "Hey. It's me," he said, voice soft and gentle. "It's me. Can I sit?"
So long as Levy didn't say a straight-up no, he'd sit next to her, resting gently against her side. His shoulder would be on offer for her to rest her head on, and if she accepted it he'd ease an arm around her to hold her close. Affection. Reassurance. A chance to say what was on her mind if she so chose, or just the quiet comfort of someone who thought the world of her if she didn't.
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