Welcome to Hellebore Pokemon Shelter, a safe place for abandoned and abused pokemon, who either can't survive in the wild, or are too sick to go back into the wild. Here, pokemon are kept safe, well fed, protected from the elements, and if needed, they can receive treatment for their injuries. We maintain a peaceful environment here, free from trainers, coordinators, and performers, amd the shelter is instead run by a team of skilled pokemon vets. We guarantee a warm welcome to all pokemon, so don't hesitate to come and visit us!
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(Rules):
1.) Fakemon are NOT allowed. No exceptions.
2.) Romance is allowed, but please keep it PG-13. You can have children, but no graphic birth scenes, please.
3.) No god-modding, auto-ing, or Mary Sues
(Character sheet):
Name:
Species:
Gender:
Backstory: (You can keep this a secret, and reveal it later in the RP, if you like):
Name: Miura
Species: Glameow (Shiny)
Gender: Female
Backstory: Secret (For now)
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When Miura awoke, she wasn't at her trainer's home anymore, much to her relief.
She sniffed as she opened her eyes, wrinkling her nose at the smell of disinfectant mixed with cheap incense. By the looks of things, she was in some sort of cheap pokemon centre, judging from the life support machine at her side, and the mauve walls, which she guessed were to give the place a more homely feel. Several other pokemon were in the room, only it appeared that they hadn't awoken yet, save for a few.
She turned to the pokemon on her right, and hissed, "Can you tell me where we are?"
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(Rules):
1.) Fakemon are NOT allowed. No exceptions.
2.) Romance is allowed, but please keep it PG-13. You can have children, but no graphic birth scenes, please.
3.) No god-modding, auto-ing, or Mary Sues
(Character sheet):
Name:
Species:
Gender:
Backstory: (You can keep this a secret, and reveal it later in the RP, if you like):
Name: Miura
Species: Glameow (Shiny)
Gender: Female
Backstory: Secret (For now)
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When Miura awoke, she wasn't at her trainer's home anymore, much to her relief.
She sniffed as she opened her eyes, wrinkling her nose at the smell of disinfectant mixed with cheap incense. By the looks of things, she was in some sort of cheap pokemon centre, judging from the life support machine at her side, and the mauve walls, which she guessed were to give the place a more homely feel. Several other pokemon were in the room, only it appeared that they hadn't awoken yet, save for a few.
She turned to the pokemon on her right, and hissed, "Can you tell me where we are?"