Anxiety Trials is a Pokemon Special sandbox RP. We are a friendly, no-fuss site where you don't have to worry about posting 24/7, but when you've got the muse. We are based loosely around the Pokemon Special/Adventures manga, though set in a slightly alternate universe. If you're looking for a fun place to explore what life with Pokemon would be like, hopefully we're the place for you!
★ Shoutbox ★
Come say hello
★ Recent ★
4th Feb 14
As those of you who have been with us for a while can see, we've done some updating on the site. To our new membes, welcome! We've reverted to our original name and are going to move forward with six month! See all our new, updated summaries in the "Need to Knows" section for a full run-down on what has happened!
★ Census ★
Our citizens
breeders
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coordinators
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dex holders
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elites
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gym leaders
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knights
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rangers
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researchers
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trainers
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★ Weather ★
Feb, March, April
Snow is starting to melt in most regions, they are beginning to see Spring
ANXIETY TRIALS was created by Fate. The skin which includes the Board Mod, Mini Profile and Sidebar are created by Dorothia @ Adoxography. The tabbed sidebar was created by kimset of RPG D'. Plug ins were made by their respective PB Support member. All other information which includes but is not limited to, Character Plots, Character Applications and more belong to their rightful owner. Pokemon/Pokemon Special is the property of Nintendo.
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/1079d8w.jpg); width: 445px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #283A90][style=font-family: impact; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -5px; text-align: center;]can you relieve me, baby[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #8bb0cc; font-size: 22px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]take your heart from your sleeve[/style] [style=background-image: url(http://i899.photobucket.com/albums/ac193/aimeelillian/White/white26.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 1px solid #283A90; margin-left: 40px; border-radius: 20px;] [/style] [style=background-image: url(http://i899.photobucket.com/albums/ac193/aimeelillian/White/white26.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 2px solid #283A90; margin-top: -118px; margin-left: 170px; Opacity: 0.8; border-radius: 20px;] [/style] [style=background-image: url(http://i899.photobucket.com/albums/ac193/aimeelillian/White/white26.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 1px solid #283A90; margin-top: -118px; margin-left: 300px; Opacity: 0.6; border-radius: 20px;] [/style] [style=background-color: #0c4c85; padding: 8px; opacity: 0.9; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: #8bb0cc; height: 250px; width: 350px; margin-left: 37px; border-radius: 20px; overflow: auto;] She nearly couldn't believe she had agreed to it. Then again, it was White that we're talking about, but she couldn't even fathom how in the name of Reshiram, she had managed to get herself in this deep of a mess. Maybe it would be better to start from the beginning. A few days ago, she had agreed to shoot a commercial for some group...that seemed to believe there needed to be peace between Normal Types and Fighting Types- not that White had been aware they were at war to begin with. Nevertheless, it was a job and a chance to do what she loved, so she had agreed.
Now she was stuck. Why? Well, the answer was sitting in front of her. A stubborn Riolu stood firmly on its paws, glaring up at her with a look of resistance that probably could have killed her. This was her actor, a Riolu that they called Chip. She felt sorry enough in a way because he seemed to resent being called that whenever she called for him, but that wasn't the problem. He refused to do a thing that she asked him to, and their very first time trying to shoot the commercial, he fought his co-star, which was an innocent enough young Patrat. The Patrat of course lost, but now that it was recovered, they were ready to try again. White knelt down so she somewhat met his eye level.
"Can we please try this shoot again? you know, minus the whole 'Using force palm on the innocent Patrat' thing?" She asked, coming out a bit more sarcastically than she had wanted to. The Riolu's glare only became slightly more intense, and as someone came up behind White, it fled into the deeper part of Pinwheel Forest, where they had been shooting in the first place.
"Hey, wait!" she called out, taking a few steps forward before seeming to recognize herself that chasing after it was going to be pointless on her own. This was probably almost worse than the time they lost that whole hoard of Joltik. They were everywhere man, everywhere. She turned to the behind her, a young man with a camera, and sighed.
"Alfred..."
"Yes Ma'am?"
"Get everyone on searching the forest. If I don't get Chip back the director is going to kill me!" Alfred found himself being shaken by the shoulders, nearly dropping his camera as he squirmed away from White. With a hasty 'Yes Ma'am', he hurried off back to the shooting site, which wasn't too far away. White sighed and leaned against one of the trees, a pretty exasperated look on her face.
Well, this day was just peachy, wasn't it? [style=background-color: #0c4c85; padding: 8px; opacity: 0.9; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: #8bb0cc; height: 50px; width: 350px; margin-left: 37px; border-radius: 20px;]WORDS:- 437 TAGS:- Black~ NOTES:- [/style] [style=font-family: impact; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -5px; text-align: center;]and put it on the line[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #8bb0cc; font-size: 22px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]put it right here beside mine[/style]
Black walked down the street, Poka in arm, not completely sure where he was going. All he really knew was that White went this way and he was itching to leave this place. The next town wasn't too far ahead and though he literally just stepped out of the town before, he wanted his next badge and he wasn't going to do that just sitting around in one town. Holding Poka close to his chest, Black peeked around assuming that White was around with one of her pokemon training it for the upcoming production. She was always doing stuff like that. A smile formed across his face as he thought of her devotion to her work. Only her.
Out of nowhere, a blue blur zipped by him. It startled Black and sent him back a couple of steps. "Was that..." He thought for a moment knowing that White was currently training a Riolu for her newest star...there were a lot of Riolu's especially around this part, so maybe it wasn't the right one. Black shrugged and continued down the road, keeping his eyes constantly searching for the girl he was traveling with. It was going to get dark soon, he needed to find her beforehand.
"White?" Black called out, not really sure if he would get an answer from her. She had come this way, but there was no telling how far into the forest she had gotten. "Well...if I can't find her, maybe War can." Pulling out the familiar pokeball, Black threw it into the air. The eagle pokemon burst forth out of the light with a mighty caw and looked down at its trainer for its instructions. "I can't find White, think you can help me out?" A loud caw sounded from the bird as it flapped it's wings, allowing Black to hop on until it flew into the air. He wasn't sure if the extra altitude would help him at all, but at least it was better than just wandering around aimlessly into the forest.
"Whiiiiiiite!" After a few minutes of flying, he spotted her out of the corner of his eye. "There! Down, War!" With a giant grin, Black jumped from the eagle once they got close enough to the ground and landed right in front of her.
"There you are boss, I was looking all over for you."
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✾ [style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; text-transform: lowercase;]one more night
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/1079d8w.jpg); width: 445px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #283A90][style=font-family: impact; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -5px; text-align: center;]can you relieve me, baby[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #8bb0cc; font-size: 22px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]take your heart from your sleeve[/style] [style=background-image: url(http://i899.photobucket.com/albums/ac193/aimeelillian/White/white26.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 1px solid #283A90; margin-left: 40px; border-radius: 20px;] [/style] [style=background-image: url(http://i899.photobucket.com/albums/ac193/aimeelillian/White/white26.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 2px solid #283A90; margin-top: -118px; margin-left: 170px; Opacity: 0.8; border-radius: 20px;] [/style] [style=background-image: url(http://i899.photobucket.com/albums/ac193/aimeelillian/White/white26.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 1px solid #283A90; margin-top: -118px; margin-left: 300px; Opacity: 0.6; border-radius: 20px;] [/style] [style=background-color: #0c4c85; padding: 8px; opacity: 0.9; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: #8bb0cc; height: 250px; width: 350px; margin-left: 37px; border-radius: 20px; overflow: auto;] "Jessica, do you think I should just give up my job now and become some...I don't know...I heard that being a Nurse is a great profession these days!" Jessica rolled her eyes and stamped one hoof on the ground. Now she was just being ridiculous. She had been ranting about having to quit her job for losing Chip for five minutes and so far she had come up with the ideas of being a Breeder, a Scientist, a Detective, an Astronaut, Part of the Police force, or a Hobo. Jessica knew she wouldn't do well at any of the jobs mentioned before Hobo, and she didn't even want to know why White thought that a Hobo was even a profession.
"Sawsbuck..." Jessica grunted as if to try to get White to stop talking. Of course...when the girl was panicked, she was panicked. If she even had a shred of sense in her at the moment, they would have been doing what she sent Jessica out for and looking for the stupid thing. White however, had come to the realization that other Riolu were in the area besides Chip, and just how many Riolu there were in the area, this is what was currently causing her meltdown.
"This productions never going to get done is it Jess?" Jessica was about to just turn and kick her, but she didn't have the time as a familiar voice came from above. Catching both of their attention spans, White and Jessica both looked up to see none other than War flying overhead. White, having spent a while with the bird herself, knew him well and could tell him apart from any other of his species.
"...Black..?" her voice trailed in and trailed out as War began descending. Her brain was just broken, so at this point the obvious hadn't made sense to her. The voice could only belong to her best friend. He jumped from the birds back pretty close to the ground, landing right in front of her. After she had finally registered what he was saying, she blinked slowly and then found a response.
"Black...you were looking all over? Didn't I tell you I was shooting today?" She questioned sort of blankly. She honestly couldn't remember if she told Black where she had gone that morning. Maybe she had told him she was shooting, just not where? Shaking her head, she snapped herself out of it and grabbed Black's shoulders, similar to what she had done to Alfred minus the shaking him.
"Tell me, you know that Riolu I've been working with? Have you seen any Riolus?" She questioned, letting go of his shoulders before she really started shaking him. Because if she gave him the explanation of her troubles while still holding onto him, that was what would end up happening.
"It ran away a little bit ago and I can't find it. If we can't find it I'm going to be in a lot of trouble." she mentioned, the frown on her face deepening slightly as she placed a hand on Jessica's back. This day, really really wasn't working out, but maybe with Black's help she could find Chip and save her job. [style=background-color: #0c4c85; padding: 8px; opacity: 0.9; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: #8bb0cc; height: 50px; width: 350px; margin-left: 37px; border-radius: 20px;]WORDS:- 532 TAGS:- Black~ NOTES:- [/style] [style=font-family: impact; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -5px; text-align: center;]and put it on the line[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #8bb0cc; font-size: 22px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]put it right here beside mine[/style]
