Undyne

Somber Tunes, during his sleep, had heard a bit of shuffling about the room, slowly opening his full red eyes and sitting up. Somepony was probably already awake, and he just did as well. That made him a bit scared.. Somber was scared of nearly everything... He had only entered the orphanage for a few months, but refused to talk with anyone... He never spoke, and he always was behind himself either in his bed, or far off away from everyone. He looked around, seeing that it wasn't even time for breakfast yet, meaning he was too early to get up. He just laid back down in the bed.

Oh, that's why I've never heard of it. I thought you were talking about the Fiore region from the first Pokemon Ranger, and you were just confusing the two.

@@Alex Kennedy The "Orre" region? Um... I think I might know where that is, or not. I must be confusing it with the "Fiore" region...

But before you start your journey, tell me a little about yourself. Now tell me. Are you a boy? Or are you a girl? The dude, in this case. Now, what did you say your name was? My name is Trevor. How old are you? 17, just a few weeks ago. Where do you call home? My home was in the now ravaged Foretree City. Thankfully, I have retreated off to the city of Oldale Town. What is your dearest ambition? I'm a full-fledged Trainer, just wanting to complete the Pokemon Gym challenge... However, my feats were crushed with the Hoennese War. Have you traveled before, practicing your craft in other regions? I have not stepped off the land of Hoenn, not even to the cities of Sootopolis, or to Mossdeep. Which Pokemon do you call your closest friends? My friends are amazing. Shuppet is usually the prankster, but she is extremely loyal! Then comes my next partner, Kirlia! She's a bit shy, but can pull out the moves in the clutch! SHUPPET Ability: Insomnia Moves: Hex, Will-O-Wisp, Shadow Ball, Screech KIRLIA Ability: Synchroize Moves: Confusion, Calm Mind, Double Team, Hypnosis What do you look like? Slim, tall, with short, spiky brown hair. White with a black undershirt, and blue eyes. Jean shorts and flip-flops. Also has a straw hat.

"You just moved in here too?", Percussive asked, shaking Mel's hoof. "So did I. My house flooded just a few days ago. And I don't have home insurance, so I have to head out here. It's not a total loss, because yeah, this place is pretty nice! It's cool that you're staying next door to me now! And call me Percuss!"

Percussive was putting up his bag, when he hears a knock on his door. Deciding to just push the bag right under the bed, he walked towards his front door. Immediately, he was greeted by a stallion, to which he answered with a smile. "Hey! It's nice to meet you! I'm Percussive Force!"

Seeing that Percussive was now fully moved in, he had set up his room to where he liked it... bland except for a green comforter across his bed. Though, he didn't really mind. He was usually the bland one. As he set off to the railing outside his front door, he looked out to the sky, admiring the horizon. He also saw down below that there was another pony with a bird going in to the apartments below. That was coincidental... Another pony moving in.

((Shoot, I fell a bit behind...)) Rockshire looked quite confused at the dough. She herself didn't know much about cooking as well... "Uh... I believe I don't know anything about cooking as well... Mostly because I always buy my food that is always prepared first-hoof..."

Finally... Sorrow's new attempt of a song was now finished. This has turned out to be a really good song in her mind. She honestly wished that she could play it on some instrument... Well... Sorrow had walked over to her bags. One of them was unusually heavy for some reason... She opened it up, showing that she had brought a guitar on board. She bought this from a pawn shop a long time ago... It was said that this belonged to some extremely shy stallion that looked extremely close to her... Whoever it was. She put it down on the bed, confused on how to play it...

@ Lite knew she wasn't going to last long... She had an idea. It was horribly dirty, but it would at least hinder Standoff. "STOP! STOP THE MATCH! I FORFEIT!", she quickly cried out, breaking the dome around her, and to recall all but one of the creepers to her side. Standoff would not know this, but the creeper had stayed to his shadow without him physically or mentally feeling it at all... ((Give the current situation from before, I'll just drop from the tournament. However, I'm just making it a tad harder for Standoff to advance.)) @

This is the best of her ability. She's not holding this for too long, about 5 seconds worth. That's why I was asking if Lite was too much god modding at the beginning, and to power her down a bit...

After a few minutes of playing around on Nightraxx's piano, Sorrow had put it up in the corner, sitting back down onto the corner. She was starting to become bored again... She just opened up her composition book, and began to write more notes into her piece... ...until she got an idea. She was never the best when it came to adding lyrics to her songs, but she figured that she could try it this time... And some genre that she would never even attempt...

The only thing she could hear at that point was the shot from his grenade launcher, and the cackling of red... She closed her eyes for a split second and opened them back up. Her eyes were nothing but obsidian balls. Suddenly, a fairly big sized dome surrounded Lite, her entire body becoming the same hue as the dome. Along with the outside of her body, her internal state had also became black. This was to confuse the living mess out of Red, to make sure that she wouldn't have anything in her body messed up as well. Not only that, but the shell that Standoff had shot was dissolved into the dome, and a few seconds later, a small, crumpled up piece of metal was flicked into the middle of the arena ring. "Creepers!", she called out. "You know what to do!" At that moment, the creepers had made their way into Standoff's body, but instead of gnawing at his stomach like Nightfall, they instead went towards his nerve center, slashing at it like mad.

Freezing managed to slip all of her papers inside her books, sighing and sitting down in the seat next to Snowdream, still looking a bit nervous from entering the school. "My name is Freezing Point...", she replied, looking back at the light blue unicorn, slightly smiling as well. "But, you can call me Freeze. Or Point."

Nothing was better for Percussive Force than moving into a new place... Since his home had flooded, and he had not a single bit of life insurance on him at all. So, in the meantime, he would just have to rent out an apartment until he could find a better place. He only had a few bags with him, but It was just mainly his essentials with him as he entered the highest apartment of the building and proceeded to unpack.

Freezing had slowly trotted into class, actually showing a blush across her cheeks. She hadn't realized that her first class had finished as she left, and that she was near late to her second class as well.... Thankfully, she wasn't and went all the way towards the back of the classroom. Sadly, her math textbook she was carrying managed to slip out of her grip, falling onto a mare's desk, and scattering a few papers. "Oh my gosh, I'm SOOOO sorry!", she quickly apologized, moving about to get her papers back.

Freezing Point entered the school, looking extremely lost... And a little nervous. Although she was a sophomore, she had just transferred here all the way from the North. Her bright cyan name shined throughout the school lights, matching her usual pink necklace and her blue sleek body. Her mane seemed to hold something sparkly inside of it... They were little snowflakes. Now, all she needed to do was find where her first class was. And that was History... Wherever that was. ((10/10, I might head to sleep here in a bit, so I'm just gonna keep myself away from Amy interaction for a while, until I can get back on.))

Right when he had started to count, two of her creepers had shot from her shadow, immediately clutching into Standoff's. "And I'll give YOU the count of three. I shall fill you in on my adorable creepers. They go into your shadow. They begin to bite and tear at your insides. They'll slowly eat you alive, making others believe you've gone insane... And like I have stated before: the sun is out. Take a look at your shadow... And the shadow of the arena." Sure enough, Standoff's shadow had extended all the way to Lite... "And not only that..." The creepers had began to tug Standoff down into the ground. More as his shadow. "I love to play a little... Dirty."

Just before Lite was about to go up for an attack, she stopped and blinked. And blinked again. And blinked a third time. M-my sight... What has happened? Is he really trying his best for this? "Oh, Standoff... I know what you're trying to do... Impair me visually. Cute. Very, very cute. However, there's one slight problem... The sun is out."

Immediately, a creeper was going through her subconscious as well, managing to stop Red before they were able to delve deeper. The creeper began to scream out, ear-splitting, but to where only Red could hear it. "GET OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT!!!!" Meanwhile, Lite was simply enjoying the small talk. "Not even a scratch, darling..."

Sorrow had slowly gotten out of bed, looking around her room for something to do... Then she spotted something in the corner of the room. Nightraxx's piano was right in the corner. She picked it up, nearly falling over because it was so heavy... She placed it on her bed after plugging it in, and sat in front of it. She hit one of the keys, getting a high A blasted in her face, making her jump back onto the bed. She scooted back, turned the volume all the way down to a smudge, and hit the piano again, hearing the A a lot quieter... Then, she was hitting random keys, somehow creating a odd melody...

Lite just simply rolled her eyes as she walked to the other side of the ring, ignoring the commotion that her opponent was causing. She just simply stared at her opponent. "Cute. The round's only killer, but the first killed in this round... I let it up easy on Nightfall. But, don't think you're getting the same treatment, darling...", she called out, her usual smirk across her face.

Rockshire just watched the entire scene unfold, cringing once she saw a blow goes to Rambler's face. "Are you sure that you are all right, Rambler? That WAS quite a blow to your head...", she said, going through her saddlebag and collecting a hoofkerchief. "Here. It's more effective that you wipe the blood than simply spitting..."