Hello again, New Moore! Isn't this morning just wonderful?

It's been some time since my last network post, and there is much to discuss... like, for instance, my hospitalization at the hands of a certain snow queen; or the fact that a strange robed creature is now sharing my quarters (is it even human?).

But, for now, let's turn our attention to a more pressing matter: my woefully empty gym that you, as a future Pokémon Master, would do well to visit!

Do you specialize in dark-type pokémon? No, of course you don't. That's why I'm here for you! It's quite simple, really. Defeat me and earn your gym badge, or lose and earn nothing. Well, other than experience. Nothing pays quite like experience! Even if that experience is one of crushing loss...

So step right up, young trainers! Your little friends aren't going to train themselves!

Who: Mostly Hans and Elsa, but characters in their general area can jump in.
What: Hans briefly becomes good. Problem is, he acts exactly the way he does when he's pretending he's not bad.
Where: South 401
When: Early morning, March 29th.
Warnings: None yet?

( and every moment after )

What a day this has been!

Thanks to this "network" (and what a great idea! I've never seen such advanced technology), I've learned so much about this island prison. I'm especially relieved to hear that no one believes in this whole "fictional" ruse. I thank you all, kind strangers! Your well-documented observations have answered many of my questions about this "New Moore." I am Prince Hans of the Southern Isles; I can only hope you'll welcome me into the fold with the same enthusiasm.

Now, if someone can tell me who in town has the best sandwiches, I can sate my curiosity and my appetite.