Sinjoh: once a cold, empty ruin. But after a few years of construction, the ruins have been restored to it's full potential, and a small town has been built nearby.
To celebrate its opening, a tournament will be held by the ruins. As the ruins themselves represent the blending of cultures, trainers from all over are welcome to participate. As long as they follow the rules and the requirements, they can battle all they want in the tournament.
"Just follow the rule and requirements, eh?" a boy wearing a dark cloak said. He looked over his shoulder to see a tall girl shivering in her white jacket. "What'd ya think, Ira?"
Ira shrugged. "You should enter," she said. "For me."
The boy rolled his eyes. "Always the puppet master," he said, yanking a piece of string off his cloak. "Always pulling the strings so I can win for you."
"No, that's not it," Ira said, pulling out a wooden doll out from under her jacket. She dropped the doll on the ground and boy immediately fell over. "I do this just for the entertainment."
Yes, I know, I'm doing a tournament story. And yes, I haven't updated my other stories in a while (forever). But I think this one might actually go somewhere.
Also, I may or may not accept OCs. If I do, I'll only accept by PM. Just saying.