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so I’m going to claim #26 for now
Claiming my Enigma Egg, thank you sir!
For me? Aww, you shouldn't have? *picks up the Ghostium Z*Here are your prizes! Enjoy, and have a great 2018 everyone!
CyberBlastoise – Ghostium Z
*Obtained the Very Hot Cross Bun!*The cheering crowd quiets down to hear the words of Fizzytopia’s very best. One after another, the most accomplished Trainers in the land come on stage to share their personal stories, hopes and wishes for the coming year. Leopold Loffley smiles at the resounding success that this gathering has become, like a proud father listening to his children’s graduation speeches. Not even Machoke’s clumsy slip-up ruins his mood, and once every one of the Guests of Honour has addressed the adoring crowd, the Mayor steps forward once again and claims the microphone.
“Thank you, from the bottom of my heart,” he begins, voice swelling with emotion. “I know the future of this land is in capable hands. Adventurers, fighters, overseers, shopkeepers… Whatever walk of life you choose, I’m certain you will excel and continue to make us proud. And if you all will permit me, I would like to share my own dreams for the coming year.”
Clearing his throat, Mayor Loffley takes a moment to look at the crowd and the chosen Trainers that have gathered at the Plaza.
“That 2018 brings many new hope-filled Trainers to our land. That we all continue to contribute to Fizzytopia’s growth. That, when we meet again here in a year’s time, we can look back and be proud of what we’ve all accomplished once more!” he says emphatically. “Let us all make the most of our newfound freedom, and aim for even greater heights – both in our personal goals, and the betterment of this land!”
Clapping his hands, the Mayor instructs the two Machoke to return to the stage to distribute gifts to every Trainer holding a ticket.
“Thank you once more for your presence. And you can start working on next year’s speech, because I expect you all to return then! Godspeed, Fizzytopians!”
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Here are your prizes! Enjoy, and have a great 2018 everyone!
Missingno. Master - Battler's Bundle (Very Hot Cross Bun + TM Hyper Beam + Life Orb + Leftovers)
Eeeeeee!!! Thanks for the event Mask, you're the best!
Yay! Thank you Mask! Claiming my Very Hot Cross Bun, TM Hyper Beam, Life Orb, and Leftovers!
Oooooo, Lune is going to like this! ^^
Thank you so much!
Oooo, I know my future dragons will appreciate this~The cheering crowd quiets down to hear the words of Fizzytopia’s very best. One after another, the most accomplished Trainers in the land come on stage to share their personal stories, hopes and wishes for the coming year. Leopold Loffley smiles at the resounding success that this gathering has become, like a proud father listening to his children’s graduation speeches. Not even Machoke’s clumsy slip-up ruins his mood, and once every one of the Guests of Honour has addressed the adoring crowd, the Mayor steps forward once again and claims the microphone.
“Thank you, from the bottom of my heart,” he begins, voice swelling with emotion. “I know the future of this land is in capable hands. Adventurers, fighters, overseers, shopkeepers… Whatever walk of life you choose, I’m certain you will excel and continue to make us proud. And if you all will permit me, I would like to share my own dreams for the coming year.”
Clearing his throat, Mayor Loffley takes a moment to look at the crowd and the chosen Trainers that have gathered at the Plaza.
“That 2018 brings many new hope-filled Trainers to our land. That we all continue to contribute to Fizzytopia’s growth. That, when we meet again here in a year’s time, we can look back and be proud of what we’ve all accomplished once more!” he says emphatically. “Let us all make the most of our newfound freedom, and aim for even greater heights – both in our personal goals, and the betterment of this land!”
Clapping his hands, the Mayor instructs the two Machoke to return to the stage to distribute gifts to every Trainer holding a ticket.
“Thank you once more for your presence. And you can start working on next year’s speech, because I expect you all to return then! Godspeed, Fizzytopians!”
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Here are your prizes! Enjoy, and have a great 2018 everyone!
myahoo – Dragonium Z
The cheering crowd quiets down to hear the words of Fizzytopia’s very best. One after another, the most accomplished Trainers in the land come on stage to share their personal stories, hopes and wishes for the coming year. Leopold Loffley smiles at the resounding success that this gathering has become, like a proud father listening to his children’s graduation speeches. Not even Machoke’s clumsy slip-up ruins his mood, and once every one of the Guests of Honour has addressed the adoring crowd, the Mayor steps forward once again and claims the microphone.
“Thank you, from the bottom of my heart,” he begins, voice swelling with emotion. “I know the future of this land is in capable hands. Adventurers, fighters, overseers, shopkeepers… Whatever walk of life you choose, I’m certain you will excel and continue to make us proud. And if you all will permit me, I would like to share my own dreams for the coming year.”
Clearing his throat, Mayor Loffley takes a moment to look at the crowd and the chosen Trainers that have gathered at the Plaza.
“That 2018 brings many new hope-filled Trainers to our land. That we all continue to contribute to Fizzytopia’s growth. That, when we meet again here in a year’s time, we can look back and be proud of what we’ve all accomplished once more!” he says emphatically. “Let us all make the most of our newfound freedom, and aim for even greater heights – both in our personal goals, and the betterment of this land!”
Clapping his hands, the Mayor instructs the two Machoke to return to the stage to distribute gifts to every Trainer holding a ticket.
“Thank you once more for your presence. And you can start working on next year’s speech, because I expect you all to return then! Godspeed, Fizzytopians!”
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Here are your prizes! Enjoy, and have a great 2018 everyone!
Gemini Spark – Firium Z
Claiming my Battler's Bundle thanks Mask!
Claiming, thanks.
Claiming! Thanks Much, sir!
Alice had of course moved to the spot designated for her after her own speech, listening to the rest as they were delivered (lips quirking at the few who didn't speak at all - hilarious but awkward). Like the spoiled princess she was, the prospect of returning in a year for more adoration and gifts was perfectly fine by her, and she excitedly awaited whatever prize was given to her. The fact that clumsy Machoke were the ones handling precious goods was slightly questionable, but thankfully all of the eggs were gifted with care. That included her own, and Alice's face lit up. "Oh, thank you!" She expressed brightly. The bag that went with her dress obviously wasn't big enough for it, so she would have to be careful, but Alice's first port of call was to the Hatchery. Alice hadn't had many eggs this year. One she'd found hatching - Nina - and the other one had been stolen (it was funny that she and a bunch of other criminals from the casino were being praised by the Mayor on stage... What he didn't know wouldn't hurt him). Hopefully this one also brought her joy.The cheering crowd quiets down to hear the words of Fizzytopia’s very best. One after another, the most accomplished Trainers in the land come on stage to share their personal stories, hopes and wishes for the coming year. Leopold Loffley smiles at the resounding success that this gathering has become, like a proud father listening to his children’s graduation speeches. Not even Machoke’s clumsy slip-up ruins his mood, and once every one of the Guests of Honour has addressed the adoring crowd, the Mayor steps forward once again and claims the microphone.
“Thank you, from the bottom of my heart,” he begins, voice swelling with emotion. “I know the future of this land is in capable hands. Adventurers, fighters, overseers, shopkeepers… Whatever walk of life you choose, I’m certain you will excel and continue to make us proud. And if you all will permit me, I would like to share my own dreams for the coming year.”
Clearing his throat, Mayor Loffley takes a moment to look at the crowd and the chosen Trainers that have gathered at the Plaza.
“That 2018 brings many new hope-filled Trainers to our land. That we all continue to contribute to Fizzytopia’s growth. That, when we meet again here in a year’s time, we can look back and be proud of what we’ve all accomplished once more!” he says emphatically. “Let us all make the most of our newfound freedom, and aim for even greater heights – both in our personal goals, and the betterment of this land!”
Clapping his hands, the Mayor instructs the two Machoke to return to the stage to distribute gifts to every Trainer holding a ticket.
“Thank you once more for your presence. And you can start working on next year’s speech, because I expect you all to return then! Godspeed, Fizzytopians!”
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Here are your prizes! Enjoy, and have a great 2018 everyone!
Meetan - Enigma Egg
Bia bounds to the stage at the sight of the Machoke handing out gifts. Eagerly displaying her pilfered ticket and widening her teddy-bear eyes as much as she can for the maximum cute effect, she is rewarded as the Machoke whose earlier gaffe worked in her favor gingerly takes the ticket and hands the Stufful her prize with a grin - and was that a little wink? Perhaps it was Bia's imagination... Either way, the Stufful is positively filled with delight, and bounces back to her trainer with her ill-gotten gains - and nearly trips over the bag in her eagerness to show it off. Her trainer takes a look at the tag printed on it with an expression of mild curiosity.