The Pokemon League of Sinnoh Elite Academy Trainer graduates are the movers and shakers of the Pokemon World. Few gym leaders, Elites, and frontier brains have earned their position without a certification from an Elite Academy. After receiving your acceptance letter to Sinnoh Elite Academy, it’s your turn to be the very best, like no one ever was.
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Post by eliot gardiner on Mar 17, 2019 5:04:24 GMT
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only fools rush in
[attr="class","romance"]lunchtime came in. the cafeteria was preparing for their next rush. the scene was loud and obnoxious. the stench of new and old began to linger.
in his school uniform, eliot wore the insignia of his house proudly. the color of his vest was platinum, the insignia of his house upon the right. eliot stood in line, awaiting to pay for his meal. in his hand he held a rectangular, platinum colored tray with an assortment of food upon it: miso soup, a bowl of rice, koji salmon, goma-ae green beans, a glass of water and a bottle of green tea.
a light meal. he treated his body with his care just as he did his pokemon, growlithe. the line was long. many chattered amongst themselves and their peers. eliot remained faced forward. many knew him as a veteran of the school. those who were new were probably unaware of his position and current standing within the school; whereas, for those who are old, knew him not just by name but as the student council president.
many saw him as someone who was stern, serious, and maybe even arrogant; his cold expression did exhibit those traits for many. but, at the moment, though his expression may have been steel. little did those around him know, he was too busy deep in thought about the next chapter of a secret romance novel he'd been reading for sometime. soon, that deep thought would come to be disrupted by the intervention of a newcomer.
Post by Vivian Valestein on Mar 17, 2019 7:13:04 GMT
'tch...rich idiots,' violet eyes gave a heavy roll, an almost permanent glower settling in them as the girl practically stalked through the vast cafeteria. as usual, vivian was in a mood. granted, she was always in a mood, but, today in particular, her irritation had peaked.
after getting lost on her way to class and making it there pretty late, some stupid professor tried her with that, 'no excuses' shit. being forced to swallow down the her embarrassment and not bite her teachers head off, it set her in a mood for the rest of the day. and when she was in a mood, everyone suffered.
someone bumped into her from behind, causing the shiny, metallic tray she held to wobble about in her grasp. "watch it, dumbass," her voice was nearly a snarl, but, her attention didn't rest on the startled, flinching stranger. instead, she almost immediately tore off towards the ever-growing pay-line.
there wasn't much on her plate - she couldn't exactly afford to have a 'all out buffet'. but, honestly, vivian was used to eating poorly, if not skipping meals at all. of course, these silver spooned 'blessed' rich fools likely never had to go a day without their favorite meal. power to them though, must be nice.
still didn't mean she wouldn't fuck with em' though.
especially when she saw who it was she was in line behind. actually, she really didn't know who he was. but, the way he carried himself to the presence he gave off...it was pissing her off, begging her to do something. and 'something' she did. with a fork in her fingers, she leaned over the reading males' shoulder without the slightest regard towards 'personal space', an 'easy-going' smirk growing on her lips.
"Looks good, probably costs a shit ton. Mind if I have a bite, pretty boy?" Fork twisting about, she pointed it towards the salmon, aiming to sink it into the delicacy and 'score' a bit of it for herself.
he was new, but he pretty much was acclimated to the place already. he hasn't gone to any fancy school before, but the confidence he exudes makes it seem like he did.
he was daydreaming. the line went slow, although it wasn't anything out of the ordinary when it was the busiest time in the cafeteria. he usually did not mind though, but not when the distraction was hard to ignore.
a scene broke out in front of him while he awaited for his turn in the line. they were, unfortunately, directly in front of him. he had the front row seat for the chaos that would soon break out. he did not recognize both of them, but one seemed like a sophisticated member of society while the other was... a wild child or something.
"hey!" the call he made was bold, loud and singled him out for a moment. "you shouldn't really do that."
his attention turns to the red-haired boy. he did not seem to be the type to fight back, but he looked serious nonetheless, kinda like those loner kids that get mad easily when you talk to them. what the girl did was definitely more than that, and probably warranted a more violent outburst.
"and you're just gotta let her do that to you?"
he was trying to incite a fight, if that wasn't obvious enough.
a plate was on his hands, foodstuff already on it as well. if he was to be asked why he wouldn't intervene, at least he'll have an excuse that he has his hands full in a literal sense.
What a place. This was far above his expectations and it even being here was surreal. With Taylor being fairly hungry himself, along with the majority of the student population he headed to the lunch hall only to run into the ridiculously long line. "nnhh" groaning to himself Taylor waited inline only to be distracted by the commotion that was happening further up the line. Poking his head out of the line like a meerkat, he was attracted to the commotion much like a bee to pollen.
The closer he got the more he realised that it was more of an issue between one girl and a lad, with an onlooker egging it on, and now there was soon to be two. Even whilst travelling around with his adoptive father, there was always confrontation between other workers and it was often entertaining to see the men get would up, thus every know and again Taylor played or tried to stir the pot. Seeing at this girl was helping herself to the lads food, she wouldnt find it an issue if he did the same thing right?
Walking past the girl who was somehow holding a tray in one had, and helping herself to anothers plate with the other Taylor picked up a slice of pizza and helped himself. "Hmm, Yeah man are you gonna take that. She's eating your 'hmm' food in front of your face. Thats down right 'hmm', disrespectful." For every 'hmm' it was Taylor swallowing a piece of the pizza in which he had just swiped from the brunette looking bird.
Post by eliot gardiner on Mar 19, 2019 3:37:29 GMT
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only fools rush in
[attr="class","romance"]"ah..." something swiped his fish. looking over his shoulder, the red-headed male would turn to see the culprit to be none other than, "Vivian Valestein ," he called her. it was his job to know every student by their name. what was his method? well, that remained a secret for now. "i have jurisdiction to give you an infra--" another one?
intervening in the duo's discussion was another freshman, "jared vega , cousin to the silver-tongued delinquent: Isaac Vega , nicknamed the 'silver pearl' among certain students at the academy for his wild personality." of course that was just a small assessment of what he knew on each individual present. he read their background. "i have jurisdiction to give you, also, an infra--" another? they were sprouting one after the other. the first years were...unique this year.
though, this one was no different from vivian. "Taylor Drake , child of a fisherman." tray in one hand, he'd bring the other to his cheek. "or should i say adopted..." eliot murmured. "you will all be receiving demerits for various infra--" he'd look around to make sure no one else would intervene, continuing, "--infractions." though, there was always a way to settle disputes between students to avoid infractions. but it was a method eliot did not wish to get into right now.
all he knew was that the three of these delinquents were in the process of breaking school rules. instigating a fight, meal thievery, they were nothing more than potential failures. their personalities, though a small detail, were enough of eliot to determine their futures at the academy. such nuisances they were. he merely watched, anticipating as to where the conversation would lead the group next.
Post by Vivian Valestein on Mar 19, 2019 4:26:51 GMT
probably too fixated on the overflowing flavor of the bite of salmon she'd stolen- er, 'borrowed', two others joined her little 'game of fun'. Except, instead of adding on in her taunt towards the uptight red-head, they only aided in the already present annoyance that writhed about inside of her. With the smallest twitch of her eye, a sharp glower was delivered to the brown-haired idiot, "you should really mind your damn business," she loudly scoffed. really, people poking their noses into places it didn't belong...and yet, somehow, she was the one in the wrong when she broke aforementioned nose.
as if adding fuel to the already burning fire, some other loser showed up. except, this one was far more bold than the other. too damn bold, in fact. violet eyes widened as a hand reached over, snatching one of her slices of pizza up and then eating it....right there. in front of her face. part of her was impressed by just how big this guys balls had to be to really attempt such a thing. the other part? trying to figure out how hard she'd deck this idiot in the face for even trying some shit like this with her.
completely forgetting the red-head, for the time being, a hand dropped her fork in favor of reaching over to snag the punk by his collar in an iron-tight grip. "try eating with a busted lip and blood in your mouth," she nearly snarled at the other student. true, perhaps her anger was...more than a bit hypocritical. but, unlike fire crotch here, she didn't have the money to pay for 'free handouts'. hopefully, wonder boy here had some cash on him to pay for his 'mistake'.
before she could follow through on her threat though, red-head started talking, with a sort of pragmatic tone that just really...irritated her. calling out her name first, he followed suit in making sure she and the rest of this posy of 'deliquints' knew where they stood...and by the time he finished, she was nearly in tears from how hard she was laughing. letting go of the blond's likely crumpled collar, a wide, somewhat cruel, smirk spread across her lips. what was this nitwit going on about? infractions? who was he, the principal?
"oh, yeah? golly me mister, i'm so fuckin' scared," unable to hold in another laugh, the harsh noise fell from her lips once more before she leered closer to the red-haired boy. "nah, really. you seem to think you're someone important if you really think i care about whatever this punishment is supposed to be. what're you, the janitor's secret love child?" her tone wasn't as aggressive nor violent at all. in fact, she sounded highly amused by this kid, who was probably just some spoiled single child who thought he held the world in his hand.
...well, what a rude awakening he was in for when she was done with em'.
he matched her scorn with his snide. too arrogant for him to simply ignore, jared did not feel good to be dismissed by her easily. he couldn't get in her face as he wanted however, with a tray of food on his hands and all.
"oh shit, she's acting like the line's not being delayed by her outburst!" the smile begins to soften, his gaze wandering around before it returns to vivian. he adds in a less sarcastic tone, "yeah, i think this is my business."
a blondie goes for her pizza, giving the brash girl her just deserts. that act gets a smirk from jared at best.
her victim turns out to have deserved the stealing, after he starts to reveal information that a normal person shouldn't have known, unless they deliberately dig information out of every student. somehow, it bugged him more than what highlight girl did.
"stalker boy, you're getting more than an infraction for the breach of privacy. isn't that a basic human right or something?"
he doesn't really mind his connection with isaac unlike what the mention of it suggested. more than everything, it bothered him that of all things that he could have mentioned, it was more about isaac than jared.
there was a pause, and a change on his expression, before he starts again.