Ask the character/mun: Ask the muse whatever you want for them to answer IC; or ask the mun a personal question to get to know better or to get an OOC answer [although we would like to keep these at a minimum]!
Truth/Dare: Be reasonable with the dares! If you start getting ridiculous no one will want to do them; characters aren’t really obligated to do all the dares they receive. Don’t forget about the truth part as well!
Situation: Give the character another character or characters, a place and a reason in order to create some interesting thread ideas (if both parties are willing to do it that is)! For example: You could send an ask to Ventus saying: “Roxas, Sector oo6, clothes shopping”.
Headcanon: Anons send the character a word, or a name and you may write a small/long headcanon about said word!
Drabbles: Give the muse a prompt and they may write a short drabble on it.
The trainer took a step back and sneezed covering her face. Yeesh, did he not know it’s not nice to clean off dust onto the face of other people… He’s been too long inside those caves really. “Uhmmm you do know we’re not going back to our world right?”
He seemed to be way too out of it did he not understand what exactly was going on? “Uh… where are your pokemon did you count to have 6 of them cause they took them away.” Ah yes he’s probably going to start to freak out at that point exactly.
"I did! In fact I’ve seen many but they keep disappearing so I gave up and just made normal non trainer friends" Nobody cared about stones though.
”.. Actually I just figured it was a dream.” He had been digging for hours on end, it wouldn’t have been unusual for him to just doze off and have a wild vivid dream. “That or I hit my head somehow, though I’m usually careful.” The sleep deprived man checked his head for any bumps, nope he was fine, just out of it due to exhaustion.
"My pokemon? They’re all here-" He patted down his belt, and froze. Slowly he picked the only one remaining and let out its inhabitant. A very disoriented Aron stumbled out. He was used to be several times larger after all. Instantly his trainer’s face darkened. "So they stole my pokemon, somehow devolved my aron, and have trapped us here…" Steven murmured. As he slowly digested these facts and the dulled sensations around him, his disposition swerved into an icy one. This was real.
"So some group of people actually did all of this?" His Aron simply shuffled to bark up at the younger trainer, before sitting at the former champion’s feet, nuzzling his leg. "Tsk, I shouldn’t be surprised since all the teams would likely do the same or worse. .. I am wondering how they really managed all of this, however."
"Disappearing?" That was worrying, were they alright? "Hopefully they’ve managed to stay out of danger… I suppose it would nearly impossible not become acquaintances with non trainers, however, the city seems full of them."
"Ah… " So he got caught tooo…. The trainer giggled… he really couldn’t sense all that dust coming from him wow. He probably hadn’t seen the light of the sun in weeks until he was dragged to this city.
"Really because…" She brushed some off his suit… "There’s some dust in there mr Stone…" Yeah despite never being in the Sinnoh League Kotone did know of him, well she knew of every single champion because.
Fan girl passionate moments there… Hold on… is this STEVEN STONE HIMSELF IN FRONT OF HER OH ARCEUS, OH ARCEUS, OH SWEET HOLY ARCEUS…”Sir …S-Stone…Steven…the rock lover champion…” heavy breathing looking at the hand that just touched him.
He was real...
"Ah, you’re right…" the champion noted, patting off some more dust. Sighing he shook his head before looking slightly peeved. "Of course had I known I would’ve been taken to some strange city for some sort of experiment, I probably would’ve cleaned up more."
"I’m sorry they snatched you up as well, though it is nice to see a fellow trainer around…" He blankly watched her little fan spazz out, blinking slowly. "Yes, That’s me; though you can leave off the ‘sir’. I’m no knight after all. It’s a pleasure to meet you."
"You wouldn’t have happened to see any other trainers, or at least those from our ‘world’ have you?" Picturing several hundred worlds that didn’t know about pokemon and the glory of rare stones was hard to imagine.
The sparkly clean shoes, the crispy perfect suit. That tie and the haircut…
But something… something is making her… want to…snee——-zeeeee
"It’ smells like dust over here…"
Well that cap and pigtail combination certainly looked familiar, though it was always the eyes that clued him in. He smiled. “Does it? I don’t smell anything…” Of course not, he was too used to it, being around caves and dirt for long periods of time did that to you.
"Still it’s good to see you… We have met before, correct?"