Blahsadfeguie

"Hey Cha-cha, look what I found~!"

The first thing Charles heard when he resurfaced was his sister's annoying youthful voice. "What is it this time?" sighed the Wartortle, leaning back in the water. "Another one of your 'sparkling seashells'?" It was the third time that day that the Squirtle had interrupted his diving session to show him something that she found on the beach. All he knew to do was wait it out and acknowledge everything that Georgia told him, and she'd leave him alone eventually.

"Oh, it's not a sparking seashell," she replied, in a very stoked voice, "It's not even a seashell at all! But it is sparkling! Other than that, I have no idea what it is! See?" She reached from between her shell and pulled out a small, aquamarine gemstone. Indeed, it sparkled, rather vividly at that, and it reflected the water around them in a bizarrely enchanting way. Her brother gazed at the jewel with genuine interest - Georgia had never shown him anything like this before. "So how much do you think it'll go for? 100? 200?" she continued, snapping Charles out of his trance.

He studied the gemstone a little more, thinking that this can be nothing short of priceless. This is the kind of thing that could make him rich overnight. "Have an auction," suggested Charles. "Highest bid gets the gem." The timing couldn't have been better, either - it was the weekend, meaning a lot of people would be at the beach in a few hours, and Georgia's store usually gets a fair amount of traffic during that time.

"Really? You think that'll work?" she asked, with stars in her eyes. She could almost see the crowd of people fighting over that aquamarine already - it was a sort of dark fantasy, but she liked the fact that they all wanted something she had. As could Charles, only with a huge bag of cash at the end. "Go for it," he egged his sister on. Eagerly, she swam back to the shore to set up shop early...

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This Plot Thread is for any number of players. But remember that each character may only be in one plot thread at a time, so choose wisely. Those who know the true value of that gem (wink wink) will do anything they can to obtain it... which means a fight will more than likely erupt somewhere. So you don't necessarily need a ton of money to get this Odd Diamond... just a ton of confidence. Or something to that effect.

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Inu101

"Wonderful, who doesn't enjoy a wasted day, lost on a beach with endless water?" The Absol spat, her voice thick with sarcasm. The unusual gray fur on her legs was sticking to her skin, soaked in the salty water. With a snort, she shook the water off her pelt, looking at the scenery. Her cold red eyes glanced around, spotting the cliffs. Not the perfect substitute for mountains, but at least it's something. Sora broke into a run, clambering onto the base of one of the cliffs. She lowered her head, not enjoying the salty scent of the air, as she walked along the slowly elevating clifftop.

Sora tilted her head, hearing a commotion by the beach. The Absol smirked, scraping her claws along the edge of the cliff, giving them a sharp glint. She lay down, letting the breeze clear her mind. Her nose twitched as she sniffed out the two Pokemon. Sora, new as an Absol, could sense something familiar about these Pokemon. A species she had encountered in her human life, but hadn't yet encountered as an Absol, therefore was unable to recognize their scents at first. She stretched her legs, tilting her head this way and that, trying to figure out what the two Pokemon were talking about. Squinting her eyes, she realized what they were. A Squirtle and a Wartortle. She was able to pick up a few words of their conversation, thanks to the wind carrying their voices toward her. Although she did not hear or see everything, she heard enough to know they had picked up something valuable.

Sora rose to her legs, then paused. Although she had decent strength, she knew that this Wartortle must be stronger than herself. Although she, as her overconfident self, knew that she would have no trouble beating the two of them in a battle, she did not feel like having to spend another moment in this beach, letting her wounds heal. Sora's mind reeled, bringing her back to the battle with the Sneasel. That's it. My dreaded form... But if I can get these two dimwits to trust me... That valuable object is mine.

The Absol took a step forward, transforming into her other form. A Totodile. As much as she hated this form, perhaps looking like a native to the beach as a water type would earn her some trust. She waddled down the cliff, stumbling thanks to her unproportional jaw. The sun reflected across her gray scales, the same color as her Absol-form's fur. Finally off of the cliff, Sora headed over to the Wartortle and Squirtle, her plan playing over and over in her head.

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Blahsadfeguie

Sprint strolled casually down the beach of Kenika Coast. For once, his pace wasn't optimized for distance, but rather for sightseeing. He couldn't quite place it, but he had always seen beaches as his favorite type of place... not necessarily to swim (although indeed he was fairly good at it) but to glance out at the ocean. He believed that it had something to do with the calmness of the waves, washing into shore, producing that beautiful ocean ambiance. It always seemed to relieve his tension and put him in a quiet state of mind.

He peered out into the distance. There, he could make out three figures; two of them in the water, and the other, more distant one approaching from the beach. But no sooner than he noticed the third figure, he saw it change shape before his eyes into something about twice as small. Was that his imagination? And now the third figure was heading towards the two in the water. Something about that silhouette struck him as suspicious... and dangerous. He decided to come closer and investigate, but not close enough to be noticed; only to get a good view on what was going on. And he would intervene if necessary. Or just run. Whichever came first.

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