How far in before the admins show up?

[Meowstic Royalty]

131: And I'm just sat here slowly stealing berries without people noticing...

[NTN]

130.

(Earlier in the RP I was thinking something, and Blaze knew what I was thinking, so naturally my character is rather annoyed at having his mind read unwillingly and you've already proven your character can read minds, so my characters being over conscious as usual.)

(Thank you )

132. Can I steal your soul in the RP, Emboar?

[Meowstic Royalty]

133: YOU MAY TAKE MY SOUL, BUT YOU MAY NEVER TAKE MY BERRIES!

[quack98]

134. (Sniped) (You're welcome  )

(@emboar they ain't my berries, so I won't stop ya  )

[Meowstic Royalty]

135: And now to demonstrate my cooking skills. *Pours hot sauce over berry*

Ta da.

[quack98]

136. (@Draghost; how old is your character supposed to be? It'd be useful to know how old you are in relation to mine)

[NTN]

137. Older than the Memberland.

[quack98]

138. I kind of meant in years....... Just a rough figure, of course.

[NTN]

139. How old's yours? Curious.

[quack98]

140. Seventeen, mainly because he's supposed to be young, but any younger would probably be a little unrealistic.

[NTN]

141. I think you said that once, too. My character Draghost is 38 by looks... but...

[quack98]

142. Right, ok, at east that'll help in future posts 

(This is mainly because the post after you died I hadn't known whether to put brother or father figure, but I assumed you were old  )

[SirBlaziken]

143,

I finish my berries and pack some of my other things. I sense an energy going towards the tent. "Draghost, whatever you're doing, don't." As my three eeveelutions walked out of the tent.

[Hitmonchu]

144.
(My character is supposed to be somewhere from around 16-20, but his age is never revealed in the story.)

I stick my head out of the tent.
"Did you say berries?" I wonder out loud.
"Yup. Want one?" Blaze asks me.
"Sure."
He offers me an Oran Berry, which I roast over the fire and eat in one bite fueled by sheer hungriness.
The toasted berry juice drips down my face. "Anyone got a napkin?" I ask as the warm liquid continues its descent.
Robin hands me a paper napkin with a crudely drawn Umbreon on it. "Who drew this Umbreon?" I ask.
"I did," said Blaze. "I like drawing Pokémon."
"Cool," I say as I wipe my face again.
I go back into the tent and return with a pack of lime Gatorades.
"I forgot about these," I say, and offer one to each member of the group.
We open the caps in unison, then I start a toast.
"To Draghost!" I call, as me, Robin and Blaze bump our drinks together and then press the opening to our mouths, glugging the sweet liquid.

[SirBlaziken]

145,

"So, should I get Chloe up?"

(( My age in the story is around 15))