OOC: Okay, now it seems I need to explain somehting. Unless you have specific permission from the RP creator, you can't really control the plot of the RP, only the cerator can. As of this post, the pokemorphs are still in the truck. I had even said they were being taken to a mission, not training. Also, nick, while your RP sample was borderline, your general RPing is sub-par for this roleplay, I'm afraid I must ask you to leave.
IC: I looked around, and couldn't help a thin smile. Maybe the rocket's beatings were becoming less effective. "All right," I said, looking around at the truck. "You, the charizard morph. What's your name again?" I asked, looking carefully at the shutter. "This is locked from the outside, but a good jet of flame should melt it off, so we can get out." I said, pointing to the center of the metal shutter...