I’ve finally figured it out. I’ve finally figured out how to diggity dang screenshot the maps.
And now you shalt all burn your eyes on my stupid maps.
Each map will have a small description, and a context to why it was made, along with the date and time!
[spoilerEverything in Between:2q5jpbi6]
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The exploring Roserade walked upon the bridge, emerging from the dark and root-covered forest, pausing to gaze upon the glorious sight. The sun had set only a few minutes ago, leaving dusky traces of cerulean blue mingling with the darker, midnight shades of the sky. The wood creaked a bit with every step, but he peered over the edge into the void, seeing the sea spill into a shallow puddle, and endless amounts of stars reflected within the gathering pool. The cloud-like landscape seemed bright in comparison to the dark land and sea below, and he paused.
Frowning, the Roserade moved forwards some more, heading to the edge of the east ledge, peering over in astonishment. There were ruins in the river, that of the sea. The stone was washed to a pristine silver, the outer, dark coating of the strange rock seemingly stripped away to reveal a luminescent wall. With a growing delight, the Roserade began to write down these discoveries with wonder.
[The current house for Remestar. Created for the 2016 Fall Mapping Contest.]
[Date posted: 10/4/16 [USA] 4/10/16 [Countries with Sensible Date Placement]]
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[spoilerBazaar Manor:2q5jpbi6]
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The bazaar was a lively thing, with chattering Pokemon running the stands. As the Roserade moved through the area, he sighed a bit in comfort. Finally home, after exploring around. The bazaar below was a wondrous thing, and he passed by the Lapras, exchanging a greeting to the receptionist. Taking a single berry from the basket, his feet clicked across the well-maintained stone that seemed to surround everything below. Perhaps he would relax at the springs after the ordeal, or perhaps he"d grab a drink and chat with the Snorlax running the cafe.
After a small feud with the Charizard running the hotel about something petty (“Ugh, you charge too much–” “It"s business, you rosebush.”), he glanced at the stairs carved into the side of the cliff of silver and glimmering stone. Perhaps he"d pay a visit to the owner of the bazaar. Although, it was never sure whether or not the creature was ever at home.
Ascending the stairs, the Roserade nearly tripped after going through the cloud layer that separated the below and the above. Everything above seemed so vastly different from below, with scraggly cliffs and soaring skies. He could see the sky clearly now, the sun glimmering idly over the seaside view. No one had done the landscaping, and weeds and other pests of life had crawled into the usually well-cared-for areas. Not that he minded.
He glanced towards the strange, empty manor, and shrugged. Perhaps they"d be back another day.
[The current house for Kecleon.]
[Date posted: 10/21/16 [USA] 21/10/16 [Countries with Sensible Date Placement]
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