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Started by Jauntier February 17th, 2016 10:10 AM
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Evyl

t r a g i c

Male
Junkertown
Seen April 17th, 2018
Posted December 1st, 2017
262 posts
5.5 Years
Varien the Kecleon

Mission: Infiltrate Spirited Away



Varien waited and waited. He didn't count the seconds, but it felt like a lot had passed. Nothing happened, no one opened the door. When was ready to give up, there was a faint light against door and windows, barely noticeable. He only saw himself because he was focused entirely on the shop.

A few precious few moments passed, Varien's heart beat increasing to prepare for a tricky move. There was again no movement, but then the blind at a window moved, ever so slightly, whoever was peeping from inside unable to see him from this angle.

The blind returned to its normal position, and the dim light faded away completely. Someone inside said something inside, too distant and whispered for Varien to pick it up clearly, but he got a string of words:

Everyone... quiet... Goro is... busy!

Goro.... Varien knew that name. It was something Amaryllis said... Someone to be careful of... Oh, it's that tall, dark, hunk of bear, Goro. It looks like he's going to be the Festival Guard of our street for tomorrow's big event. He's a big, strong Pangoro of few words, but honestly, that's how men should be these days. Don't make me look bad in front of him or you'll get something worse than a stern talking to, and it won't be from me! Her warning from the day before, that was where he had heard the name before. Varien wasn't worried from the description alone, but seeing him up close was not something he wanted.

If Goro was coming, this was bad, very bad. Varien withdrew his shadow, only extended a few inches from his invisible feet, then cautiously stepped backwards into the darkness of the alley. He kept his feet high, looking behind, in front, down one way of the street, and the other, where he saw the approaching danger: a big black bear, camouflaged in the night, nothing but the orange hat and white face really visible from this distance.

He's coming this way! Varien tried to keep his emotions under control, holding his breath. His skin tinged a bright red, only visible up close or with real focus. Luckily, he backed into the alley and exhaled, colours returning. After a few slowed breaths, Varien turned himself invisible again, further backing to behind the shop. He didn't dare to look away from where Goro was coming from, expecting him to suddenly appear, face of rage, ready to pound the Kecleon.

If Goro catches me, the mission will be over and I'll be thrown in jail, my image forever tainted. I can't let him see me! Varien made it to the other side of the alley without issue, still staring ahead.

Out Of My Mind
Seen June 11th, 2017
Posted February 25th, 2017
397 posts
5.7 Years



SILVER





Silver smiled at the small pile of scarves piled at her feet. A few probably wouldn’t work, some of the more brightly colored ones. But the darker ones would look great, the blacks and purples and blues would go well, as well as match the general aesthetic of the shop. She gently picked them up and carried them over to the candles that Castiel had gathered for her. Perfect, she thought. Now all she needed was…

Her train of thought was broken as one of her coworkers came up behind her and said, “’Ey, Silver! I gotta base over here for our little project. If ya don’t mind me asking, what is that’cha doing anyways? Something about scarves?”

She jumped at first, not expecting someone behind her, then recovered and smiled back. “Ooh, nice! A table!” she exclaimed. She had always liked the Braixen Blair, despite her often cynical attitude. She was pleasant enough to work with, although a bit odd sometimes. Silver said excitedly, “Well I figured the look we are looking for is pretty mysterious, right? So if we were to dress someone up in a bunch of scarves, they would look like a…”

She was cut off when the boss suddenly exclaimed, “Everyone! Out of the back and keep quiet! Goro is coming! Look busy!”

Silver decided to quickly finish the conversation, now whispering as she walked out of the storage room and back into the main area of the shop. “Anyway, you know what I mean. Oh, see if you can maybe find a tablecloth or something after...well, whatever this is.” She then darted over to a table and began to rearrange merchandise.

She wasn’t quite sure why Castiel was so worried about Goro. She had met the grumpy old pokemon a few times in the past, and although he was definitely intimidating, he didn’t seem like the type who would be dangerous. At least, not dangerous so long as they were not doing anything wrong. He probably volunteered as security for the festival today, which would explain why he would be out so early. She sighed softly and gave herself a small shrug. Whatever the reason for her boss to be so worried, she should probably just do what she was told.



Junier

Fake Friends Forever (´・ω・`)

Female
Seen August 3rd, 2018
Posted August 3rd, 2018
984 posts
4.2 Years

Rina the Chimecho ~ Forget-Me-Not



Location: Forget-Me-Not; underneath a shelf, facing Amaryllis
Mentions: Amaryllis, Spora, Samuel
Held Item: Basket of accessories
Status: Re-motivated
As Spora skittered off, Rina was at first silent and her face portrayed very little. Truly, her beady little eyes were simmering with resentment as she followed the fungal form of her newly-arrived coworker. Their name was unbeknownst to her and she could hardly make out their gender or anything else from their soulless white eyes, the oddly-speckled mushroom that appeared to swallow their back and scalp. Yet the creepy crawler had already asserted their presence in Forget-Me-Not, responding so laconically yet with such impudence before scurrying off to carry out a seemingly self-assigned task. It irritated Rina, inspired envy within the Chimecho's hollow figure. Why do they come and leave so? Was that not the role I wished to take, the hardworker above the petty conflicting of the lesser peers?

With that passing thought, Rina suddenly dreaded further involvement in Amaryllis-loathing. She wanted to break from the dead link Samuel as quickly as possible. Suddenly, she wanted to work and prove her aspiration to work just as the eerie insect had so seamlessly done. The basket still lay tipped on the floor and the Chimecho rushed forwards, finally, to claim it.

"Miss ma'am Amaryllis! I, Rina, have brought the basket with all of the objects! I think the decorations would be very lovely and useful for the task you have assigned us with."


Ihsaan

shinigami of the alfheim

Male
Abu Dhabi
Seen August 9th, 2018
Posted October 30th, 2017
109 posts
3.5 Years
Samuel the Bidoof

Mission: "Try Not To Get Fired!"


Samuel had screwed up. Even he, the clueless jester had realized this. He was frozen under Amaryllis's steely gaze, somehow even more frightening than her makeshift sleeping mask. He tried to apologize but he couldn't. He wanted to take the blame, but he was too scared. It was his fault Rina got into this. But he was silent. Samuel had hardly ever felt the emotions of envy, guilt or sadness. He had only felt joy and pride. This cocktail of emotions was dangerous to him, and he could feel his eyes getting moist. He closed them, and when he re-opened them he found Amaryllis distracted. He let out a huge sigh, and looked at their new companion, Spora. He immediately turned away. He was terrified. A Psychic Type and a Bug Type? Why not some normal, Normal-types? He was about to ask Amaryllis for some work, to prove his worth and to not lose his job, until he saw Rina's ribbon-like body fluttering away.

He began accompanying her, he needed to redeem himself and helping her was the best way. Samuel felt joy in knowing that he might appease Rina. But as they say, Ignorance is Bliss.


Xtrashy

Shy - Like really shy, super shy, like, extra shy.

Female
On the planet Earth
Seen November 23rd, 2016
Posted October 17th, 2016
144 posts
3.5 Years
Spora was quite happy that had worked out for her, and by worked out for her she meant that no one was focused on her and she could go ahead and get on with working. Ah from one hardship to another, life was full of disappointment. Still it wouldn't take her long to get the store in a festive enough atmosphere, surely the reason she was called here early wasn't something as trivial as a bit of pre-decorating for the festival right? Though far be it from her to bother with such things, if anything was important enough it would be revealed eventually right?
"I see now that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant; it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are." - Mewtwo, Pokémon the First Movie.

Greiger

A mad mind... hehe

Age 28
Male
Seen 5 Days Ago
Posted March 28th, 2019
2,010 posts
7.9 Years
Gabriel
The Attention That He DOESN'T Need


Gabriel felt his heart hammer within his chest as he barely caught sight of the mon that was heading down the alley. He head heard that those with the orange hats were guards who were out to make sure that nothing horrible happened during the festival itself. Gabriel was having a hard time remembering the bear’s name. He was supposedly the only one that would be watching the two stores, right? Okay, there were two outcomes here. The first was that Gabriel could hide and hopefully miss the bear entirely. The second was that he could hop down and make up a
story about why he was hiding. It WAS late out, and he could straight up lie to the guard’s face about why he was out here. Maybe something about being ordered to clean up the alleyway for Castiel? It could work.

He decided to play it safe and slowly began to shift himself so that he could lay flat and hope that his darkened fur would help keep him from being spotted. Okay, the plan was simple. He would hide and hope that Gorro wouldn’t catch him. If he was spotted he would claim that he heard someone walking down this way and had hid, not sure if the approaching mon was of ill intent or not. He could throw in some hammy lines about not being paid enough to also fight off thugs for the store or such and leave it at that.

Okay, he had a great plan set up and an extension of said plan if things went south while chatting with the bear. If only there was some other sort of distraction… something that could take Gorro’s eyes off of him. As if that would happen. He was stuck in a bind here. SOMETHING had caught Gorro’s interest enough to have him lumber down this alleyway. Thankfully he was an employee of the shop, so it wasn’t as if Gorro would be able to charge him with trespassing or something else. So he had that going for him at least.

Jauntier

Where was your antennas again?

Male
USA
Seen April 6th, 2018
Posted December 23rd, 2017
661 posts
4 Years

The Boulevard
5:22 AM | At Spirited Away



As Goro approached, eyes trained on the corner of the store before it rescinded into the alley, the faint movement of something in the window caught his eye. Quickly he glanced over to see a blind move just in time back into its spot, and a faint glow behind it dim. Just then, something with a soft hint of color in a form he wasn't able to make out in so short an amount of time seemed to appear right out of his focus. He returned his gaze to the corner store's edge. There was nothing there, but the occurrence was strange. He had no reason to doubt his eyes. Something was happening at Spirited Away.



WARNING:
Goro is SUSPICIOUS!



__________________________________________

Spirited Away
5:23 AM | Main Floor


There were three, strong thumps at the front door.

Castiel snapped around and stared at the door with a look of dread in his eyes as he mumbled, "Just great..."

He looked over his shoulder and quickly advised his crew to "Keep acting like you all are productive while I handle this," before making his way across the floor, yet again, to the obvious guest at the door. The dimmed candle that lifted itself alongside him was set on the edge of the checkout counter, as if to be out of the way. With the flick of a bolt lock and the twist of a knob, the door slowly creaked ajar, and Castiel peered out to be met with a wall of white fuzz. And then he looked up.

The indelible glower of a Pangoro met his eyes.

"Oh, Goro!" Castiel greeted coolly, a slight inflection of surprise in voice as he peered through the barely-opened door. "This is a surprise. I see you're bright and early. Can I help you with something?"

"Open the door," Goro grunted.

Castiel's look of contented, casual comradeship deeply intensified, as if to hide the welling tension he felt from the bass-pitched, no-nonsense volunteer authority. "Sure thing," the owner said as he let the door fully open now, although Goro may as well have been another door as he took up almost the entirety of the space. The ghost slowly ascended up to meet the six-foot tall Pokemon at eye-level, hoping somewhat to block the Pangoro's view briefly so his employees could get onto the floor and look situated and working. Castiel was going to inquire again if Goro needed something, but he was cut off after complying.

"Do you have employees on the premises," the Guard starkly posed. Castiel felt a chill run up what would be his spine, if he had one. He would answer, but he immediately anticipated an embarrassing failure on the part of Gabriel, the Weavile whom he had sent out to do reconnaissance.

"I do," he answered calmly, "No more than two are present, and they're both helping me set up shop." He was referring to Blair and Silver. He divorced himself from the Weavile, whom he couldn't immediately call on to make present anyway.

Goro only grunted, the twig of budding Oran berries in his mouth twitched. Then he looked over his his broad shoulder at the edge of the store, gazing intently at it in silence for a moment.

"Come." He had commanded, and with a couple heavy, lumbering steps, opened up the doorway for Castiel to pass through as he moved beyond the door jamb and out of sight.

The feeling of dread once again hanged like a shadow under the brim of his brow, as the Ghost followed after the alley-bound Guard. He was sure Gabriel had already been caught.


__________________________________________

Forget-Me-Not
5:23 AM | Main Floor




"Rina?" Amaryllis kept a look of surprise on her face when the Chimecho stepped forward to claim it. "Oh my gracious! I never thought you had an eye for such creative little things," she somewhat complimented, grasping the basket of goods tightly to her chest. "And I just love these little Heart Scales! Where did you get them from? Oh, what a convenient, helpful, and thoughtful little present! You truly came prepared!"



Rina earned +2 Favor!
"You truly came prepared!"



All of Amaryllis' gushing turned her rosy cheeked for a moment, and she sang out a sweet note as a few petals from her floral mane ruffled themselves loose. She was absolutely delighted, and it seemed to perk her up a bit from her tiredness as well. "Now that all that fuss is behind us, let's get to work, my lovelies~" She slipped the wicker handle of the basket into the crook of her arm as she held it out to her side. With her other hand, she turned and pointed an open palm at the self-secluded Spora, already at a head start in doing her job. "Spora," she called out, "Oh, Spora, look at you already working. I didn't have to tell you twice, now did I? Of course, you're consistently diligent, like a proper employee."



Spora earned +1 Favor!
"You're consistently diligent, like a proper employee!"



If only everyone had a giant, body-controlling fungus on their backs...

She pointed beside the Parasect to the wall. Above her, the height of three back fungi up, was a shelf of pretty ceramic vases. "I need you to hang those special crushed petal streamers on the little hooks underneath the wall shelves, Spora. Take a stool from behind the register to reach, I'm sure you can. And take down the biggest vase up there. I'm going to do something with it later." Satisfied with her orders, she turned back around and directed herself to Rina.

"Rina, I need you to get the paper lanterns from the giant decorations box on the counter. Hang some of them up for me, but not the green ones. They're that kind of peaty green and it's a real clash. I honestly don't know why I even have them." She stopped herself for a moment and glanced off to the side, as if a thought struck her. She sniffed her nose and shook her head. "In fact, yeah, if you find those green ones, just toss them in the trashcan that's at the start of the alley out in front, to the left of the store."

Amaryllis, having finished with the girls in the store, glanced down at the Bidoof before her, just now noticing his somewhat low expression as a result from her earlier scold.

She felt a twinge of pity for the creature. Just a twinge.

"Samuel," she said to him in her motherly tone, "You should come with me. I want you to help me, especially." The Florges offered a soft, genuine smile.


Fen-kun

An RP Hermit

Male
San Antonio, TX, USA
Seen March 9th, 2018
Posted February 13th, 2018
276 posts
3.7 Years
Ah, good ol’ Silver. She was one of the only coworkers that Blair was on relatively friendly terms with; the reason why stemmed from Silver’s penchant for being the only one who could be bothered to listen to her ramblings about magic, and anyone who could be bothered to be curious about magic was a-OK in Blair’s book.

“Well I figured the look we are looking for is pretty mysterious, right? So if we were to dress someone up in a bunch of scarves, they would look like a…”

As their conversation was interrupted by Castiel’s interjection, Blair’s ears perked up, remembering that Goro was most likely the cause for the interruption, given Castiel’s usual calm demeanor being tested whenever Goro was around. Not feeling overly comfortable with the hulking security guard, particularly given his occupation, she tried not to appear nervous, shaping her face into a forced smile as the conversation played out, trying not to think about the hulking security guard. As they wrapped up their little conversation about the project, Blair said to Silver, with a strained voice, “Yeah, uh, let’s tend to the shop, we’ll finish this up later.”

Blair darted over to the bookcases, stocked with everything from romance novels (that Blair totally doesn’t read because she’s so not into romance) to spell books. In order to do her part, she decided to scan the books, seeing if any needed to be reordered or if there were any titles in need of being stocked. As she mulled this over, Goro knocked at the door, prompting Castiel to answer it. After the sneaking suspicion that their little “operation” had been busted at the hands of Gabriel after Goro dragged Castiel to the alley for something, Blair huffed, more exasperated than angry crossing her arms and thinking, Man, they don’t pay me nearly enough for this job. I should have just found some other store. But then again, who’d hire me with a record that I racked up back home? Nowhere, barring a place like this..

Channeling her nervousness into a facade of salty indifference, Blair sighed, jotting down inventory on an inventory log she swiped from the supply room after getting rushed out of there to look busy. She hoped that this would be enough to appease Goro when he makes the inevitable rounds in the store after dealing with Castiel.

Evyl

t r a g i c

Male
Junkertown
Seen April 17th, 2018
Posted December 1st, 2017
262 posts
5.5 Years
Varien the Kecleon

Mission: Infiltrate Spirited Away - Completed!
Mission: Find out about their Big Gimmick



Time slowed. Sweat would have built up on Varien's face if he could do such a thing. Each heartbeat a loud pulse of noise in his ears. Calm... he had to stay calm. He need to be in control of his emotions. The alley suddenly felt really small.

Then Goro walked by.
He's gone... He didn't look down the alley... Varien's breathing speed increased, the thought of any number of possible outcomes flooding his immediate. Was Goro waiting for him to emerge? Was he being baited? The Kecleon calmed himself again, closing his eyes, focusing on keeping himself concealed, reverting to invisible once again from a pale purple.

This is my chance! He's walking towards the door! Rushing forward, almost forgetting to keep quiet, Varien returned to the opening of the alleyway. This time careful to keep his stripe behind the corner, he poked his head around to observer Goro in front of the shop.

Goro was massive, at least twice Varien's height and no doubt far heavier. He was glad Goro couldn't see him or knew he was here, as just the profile of his dimly-lit, already dark face was enough to make Varien gulp. He had to concentrate on keeping him colouring invisible, so he wasn't able to pick up the entire conversation.

"This is a surprise .... help you with something?"

Varien sees words mouthed but doesn't pick up on them. He keeps his focus on his breathing, but doesn't look away, trying to catch words thrown this way.

"Come."

There was an exchange, words Varien couldn't hear without fear of losing his colouring, then Goro turned this way, the purple ghost Castiel following before he could fully take in what happened. They're coming this way!!

Panic set in as Varien pulled his head back. He didn't want to fail this mission and ruin his reputation. No! He needed to think of something to get out of his... Shadow Sneak! I can use that to sneak around them!

Varien kept his cool this time, focused on what he needed to do. He waited until Goro was just around the corner, then at the last moment before he would round it and spot the Kecleon, his colouring defaulted to purple and he sunk into the shadows. He slid with this shadow around the corner, along the ground, underneath the two approaching Pokemon, reemerging behind Castiel. He switched places with his shadow instead of attacking with it.

Although an unorthodox execution of the move, Varien had used Shadow Sneak to extended his shadow and disappear with it, pushing himself away from his location, rather than the other way around. He hadn't used the fine adjustment before, so he was happy with his achievement, but he knew he didn't have time to celebrate.

Immediately after using the move, Varien turned invisible again, heart racing, dashing to the slightly open door, passing through in just the nick of time.

Greiger

A mad mind... hehe

Age 28
Male
Seen 5 Days Ago
Posted March 28th, 2019
2,010 posts
7.9 Years
Gabriel
The Distraction


Gabriel waited for several moments as he heard some loud footsteps echoing out amid the alley. He waited... and waited... and waited, but it seemed that no one was heading his way. Perhaps whoever it was had just passed on by? It was entirely possible, if he had to be honest. It could have simply been some other mon who was awake at this hour. There was ALWAYS someone awake at any given hour.

He decided to check at least. He pushed out from his hiding spot and began to make his way up through the side alley when he caught sight of something rather odd. He swore he saw a blue zigzag near the corner of the store. He blinked in surprise, wondering if he had so little sleep that he was hallucinating now. Then he heard a deep voice.

"Do you have employees on the premises?"

Crud. Trouble was straight ahead. Since he was still near the rear of the alleyway Gabe quickly disappeared around the corner and thought long and hard about what to do next. Goro had been here earlier. Had he seen him? Or had he heard him back here? He had made a slight racket earlier. He had to get out of here! He couldn't go through the alley itself, so he would have to try another way. It was still dark, so it would be harder for anyone to catch sight of him properly. He glanced at the back wall of the shop and could feel his mind getting back into its old groove.

It was simple for him to quickly see what he would have to do to get on top of the roof and hide from any potential seeking eyes. From there he would just have to wait for any footsteps to sound out from the alleyway and he could roll off the roof and make his way to Forget-Me-Not. Wasting no further time he used his clawed hands to quickly scramble up the wall and grab onto the edge of the roof. He grit his teeth as he pulled himself up and rolled along to the dead middle as he waited a bit to catch his breath.


Xtrashy

Shy - Like really shy, super shy, like, extra shy.

Female
On the planet Earth
Seen November 23rd, 2016
Posted October 17th, 2016
144 posts
3.5 Years
'Gosh it's like I'm paid to be here and do stuff.' she thought to herself as she sighed lightly, she didn't want Amaryllis to hear her sigh and then bring more attention to it. But regardless she had been given a task, best to do it as quick as possible before Amaryllis has some sort of conniption, though given the state of things at the moment that seemed highly unlikely. Anyway she got underway with her given task, putting up the streamers.

The vase would have to wait until she got the streamers up, because while she could reach the hangers to get the streamers up, and reach the vase as well, she didn't want to risk possibly breaking the thing by taking it from the floor, especially since Amaryllis wanted to use it for something later. The last thing she needed to do was break something and then have her boss yell at her for ten minutes, or longer Amaryllis was so dramatic most of the time things that normally took a minute or so for a normal pokemon could be dragged out for far too long. The step stool would work for when she needed it, and at least this task would keep her away from anyone else for the moment, or at least that's what she hoped it would do.
"I see now that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant; it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are." - Mewtwo, Pokémon the First Movie.

Junier

Fake Friends Forever (´・ω・`)

Female
Seen August 3rd, 2018
Posted August 3rd, 2018
984 posts
4.2 Years

Rina the Chimecho ~ Forget-Me-Not



Location: Forget-Me-Not; shelf ↪ counter ↪ Jubilee; left alleyway of Forget-Me-Not
Mentions: Amaryllis, Spora, Samuel
Held Item: Ugly green lanterns (3)
Status: Spirited ↪ upset and loathing
Oh, the praise was sweet, and Rina ignored the comment about her unexpected creativity as the boss gripped tightly her contributions and swooned.

“You truly came prepared!” The scene of Amaryllis’ elation was exceptional to watch. She blushed and squealed like a mad-eyed Grumpig, gushing over the heart scales in-particular with a sense of euphoria. Rina had never felt more accomplished than she had this morning, she thought. Most everything had gone accordingly; Amaryllis’ reaction was delayed but the reaction Rina’d anticipated all the same.

“Oh, Miss Amaryllis, I have so much gratitude that you like my basket!” The Chimecho felt her spirits soar in an uplifting and short-lived breeze that ended just as Amaryllis placed Rina’s possessions on her arm and took to complimenting someone else.

”Oh, Spora, you’re already working. I didn’t have to tell you twice…”

No, no, no! The Chimecho bit back more than a slight whine at Amaryllis’ appraisal. That Bug-type again, the one with the snaggled claws and glazed-over eyes! What was she getting favored for? Doing what she was expected to do? Might as well give Rina and Sam a raise, then, for arriving on time!

”Consistently diligent like a proper employee”... A proper employee. The remark hung like a sour fog and as Rina pondered over it, more and more, she felt a bitter taste surge in her mouth. With awe-inducing brevity, Amaryllis had snatched the Chimecho’s feeling of achievement and snapped it oh-so-subtly over her dainty little knee. Rina tried not to let her jealousy, her utter upset, show but there was still a sense of it perceivable from how she wavering near-motionless above the ground. What was this feeling? Utmost loathing? Rina visualized burning lavender petals… a smoldered dead-eyed sleeping mask…

”Rina—”

Oh, now what is it you would like now? Live up to the standards of yourself before turning and going to spit in my face? She almost said it, almost. But Rina paled as the words sparked into her mind. She couldn’t say that, not when she needed to make abundantly clear to Madame Amaryllis how much she excelled past the calibers of a ‘proper employee’.

Hang lanterns that are not green, trash the lanterns that are green. “I will do that, yes.” With hustle, she departed to the counter, unbeknownst to who she might have bustled over or through. The box of decor was certainly large, so much so that it would be impossible for Rina to carry it on her lonesome. She decided the most reasonable thing to do was to take the individual lanterns out to the alley, the peat green ones, and junk them. She plucked one, back turned to her cohorts, staring into the bottomless cardboard box. She hesitated before plucking another one; the sour fog was still there. The Chimecho dunked her tail back into the box, picked a third peat green lantern. Amaryllis’ words circled around and around as the fog churned. Proper employee… proper employee…

I need to leave. With sudden resolve, she departed with the three green lanterns,, so fast that she was hardly a distraction. The Chimecho managed violently to open the door to the outside and with immediacy her ribbony tail vanished from sight as the door just-as-quickly closed. Rina left a spray of tiny tears in her wake.

Out Of My Mind
Seen June 11th, 2017
Posted February 25th, 2017
397 posts
5.7 Years

SILVER





The door clicked shut as Castiel followed Goro, an uncomfortable look on his face as the gap in the door narrowed, then closed behind her boss. For a moment, she thought she saw the shifting of some shadow, but she dismissed it as a trick of the light, probably the lights outside or something, or perhaps the last light of the moon peeking through the gap in the door. She hummed quietly to herself as she did her work, shifting and arranging the various goods on the tables. She wasn’t sure if she should return to her task yet, Castiel was still out doing something with Goro, and she didn’t want to do anything without his say so, just in case.

So she decided to continue stocking for now. Poking around, she noticed a few items not replenished by whoever had closed the night before. The closers were supposed to make sure everything was all stocked at the end of the night, but apparently someone had gotten lazy last night. She called out to Blair, “Hey, I’m going into the back to gather some more stuff.” Looking around at the dim store, she said, “And let’s get some lights on, okay? I can’t work in this darkness.” The candle Castiel had left on the checkout counter was the only light throughout the store at the moment. The sun wouldn’t rise for another hour or so, and Castiel had insisted on leaving the shutters closed for now anyway for some reason.

She continued humming some nondescript tune to herself walking into the back, into the storage area once again. “Hmm, lets see...envelopes...friendship bracelets...glass...ah! Here we are, heart scales!” Pulled out the box to find a dozen or so of the expensive shiny objects. Because they were so valuable, Castiel never had more than a few of them out in the main shop at once, just in case they were stolen. She picked up a few, careful not to damage or scratch them, then paused for a moment. She curiously pulled the box labeled “Glass” and peeked inside. After giving the contents a quick search, she smiled slightly, then slid the box back into place where it belonged. Humming once again, she started walking again towards the front of the shop in a very good mood. Hopefully Blair got the lights on.




Fen-kun

An RP Hermit

Male
San Antonio, TX, USA
Seen March 9th, 2018
Posted February 13th, 2018
276 posts
3.7 Years
There. Got all the stinkin’ books in order.
Blair finally finished inventorying the stock of books, cataloguing the inventory in the inventory log. While initially going it just so she could Blair looked behind her, expecting to find Castiel and Goro behind her. Instead, all she saw was Silver and a dim, empty store. Relaxing a bit, relieved that she wouldn’t have to deal with talking with the security guard, while also slightly concerned about what was going on with Castiel, she focused her attention to Silver, who called out to her. “Hey, I’m going into the back to gather some more stuff. And let’s get some lights on, okay? I can’t work in this darkness.”

Blair, having no reason to say no, replied with a simple, gruff, “Ya got it, Silver” and she walked over to the front of the store where the switches were for the lights and flicked them on. As the lights illuminated the place, she can better make out the store layout and the status of their project. Satisfied with Spirited Away’s illumination, Blair returned to manning another position in the cash register, readying it for whoever might be cashier for the day, keeping an eye at the door in case the boss came through, expecting his employees to still “look busy.” Just as she was prepping the cash register, she heard Silver emerge from the supply room, seemingly in a cheerful mood. Feeling compelled to ask, Blair said, rather bluntly, “So, why you so happy? It’s way too early in the morning for that crap. Of course, I’m usually never ol’ Ms. Jolly, but hey”. She paused, letting some resentment flare up and added, with a more acidic tone, “That’s what I get for trusting a certain unnamed individual.”

Ihsaan

shinigami of the alfheim

Male
Abu Dhabi
Seen August 9th, 2018
Posted October 30th, 2017
109 posts
3.5 Years
Samuel the Bidoof

Mission: "Please the Boss!"


Samuel lowered his gaze, and slowed his walk as Amaryllis rested her lazy eyes on him. "Samuel," she said to him, "You should come with me. I want you to help me, especially." She then smiled at him, and he offered a small smile back. At that moment Samuel was no longer scared. At that moment she was more than a boss, she seemed to actually care for him. There were not that many people who felt that about him. He clumsily adjusted his tie with his paws and patted his fur down with his tail. He was going to prove that, he too was a valued member of Forget-Me-Not!

"Yes ma'am!", he replied with a voice that wasn't booming in any manner, but was definitely louder than his earlier whimpers.

He offered a fleeting glance at Rina and the new employee Spora. He wasn't as scared of Rina as he had initially been, but he wasn't sure if he'd ever get over his fear of Spora. He swiftly turned his head away, and focused on the matter at hand. Help the boss. How difficult could that be?
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Jauntier

Where was your antennas again?

Male
USA
Seen April 6th, 2018
Posted December 23rd, 2017
661 posts
4 Years

The Boulevard
5:29 AM | beside Spirited Away



Rounding the corner, the Pangoro and the Mismagius stood in the shadowy alleyway on the side of the latter's store, seconds too late to witness a suspicious act that slid quite literally under their noses and so quickly, leaving nothing behind but perhaps a faintly odd sense of unsettlement that barely tingled on Castiel's back--although he attributed it not to his ghostly intuition but to his own worry over his wandering employee. The two stood there for a moment, in the complete silence of the alley, staring down between brick and mortar walls at the scarce traces of litter loosed from a garbage can a stretch farther. Goro gave a gruff, terse utterance to Castiel, and understanding immediately, the cloaked Ghost followed beside Goro as they walked farther down the side alley, looking around at what few objects were there, searching for something for which the store owner did not know for sure to search. Seeing nothing of alarm after taking a few minutes to review the area for even the shape of a recognizable presence, Castiel turned his gaze to the Festival Guard beside him, finally posing a question that belied the hint of incredulity in his eyes.

"So, is there something of concern here, Goro? It came across to me as something urgent." Castiel's tone this time was genuine.

Goro kept his eyes straight ahead, silent. After a moment, he took a deep breath through his nose and exhaled it in one steady huff.

"I saw something," he grunted. Then he lowered his dark eyes to the Ghost. "You may leave."

That answer didn't comfort Castiel one bit. He wondered what did Goro see and did he see it just then as they two were searching. But the order to dismiss was something he was waiting for all the while, more than anything else.

"Well, maybe it was just a loose decoration, blown off onto the street. Who knows?" The Mismagius turned around, readying himself to depart, when directly across the street from him, he saw a Chimecho hauling off some ugly green paper lanterns to the garbage can on the side of Forget-Me-Not. He figured it was one of Amaryllis' employees. "Why don't you ask that Chimecho over there. They're carting off some breezy trash. Maybe they have something to do with it," he offered. The hefty bear turned around shot his gaze directly at the wind chime Pokemon. Castiel continued, "But thank you for bringing a potential issue to my attention, Goro. I need to get back to attending my employees, anyway. I hope to see you later."

Satisfied with the set up of a scapegoat, he tipped the brim of his brow to the Guard before he made his way back toward the front door of his store.


__________________________________________

Forget-Me-Not
5:29 AM | Main Floor




After glancing at the others begin to carry out her orders just as she demanded of them, Amaryllis heard the Bidoof in front of her affirm her with a somewhat renewed vigor.

"Oh ho ho~ Now that's what I want to hear," Amaryllis sang. She pat the floral tie-wearing mouse-beaver on the shoulder reassuringly, telling him to follow her. She turned and glided off the tips of her leafy bottoms across the room at a leisurely pace, expecting Samuel to follow her. Sliding up Rina's basket of decorative supplies off her forearm and onto her shoulder to give her arms more freedom of movement, she made her way back to the Supply Room, cranking open the heavy door as she entered.

The Supply Room, though a little crowded, was not actually disorganized. Many of the shelves were labelled generally, from fragrances like incense, potpourri, and perfumes to small gardening tools like hand rakes, a watering pail, and spades. Whatever was out on the main floor was in stock back in Supply, even many of the common flowers that were being sold as singles were stocked fresh, though they never sat there for more than three days in the case of those living plants. The only thing one wouldn't find in this room are the paintings, bouquets, and small sculptures of Amaryllis' making.

"Okay, here we are," the Florges presented with a sweeping gesture of her hand. "You will be the first to start working on our project! That's exciting, isn't it? The most important thing that we need right now is, of course, a centerpiece. Something that just trills not only the theme, but also Forget-Me-Not. Naturally, that means it has to be something that is beyond tasteful. What you pick, Samuel, will influence the direction of the whole design, so choose wisely~" Although she kept a smile on her face and a dignified air about her, somewhere in her mind, a small part began to question if the Bidoof with the tie that looked cut straight from her grandmother's shower curtain was the person to consult for design choices. She dismissed it with a few bats of her eyes. "So! You can pick out anything in this room, dear." She then motioned to another door, made of the same metal of the door that lead in from the main floor into here. The latch on it was clearly set, and while the door was windowless, there was a small, slightly ajar window beside it, a ways. "See this other door here? It leads out to the fenced-in zen garden I took the liberty of tilling out of that infertile patch of cement gravel, which unfortunately came with the lease on this property. There are maybe four or five interesting stones in there as well, so as long as your stumpy little legs don't miss the stepping stones and mess up my zen, feel free to take a look, darling."


Greiger

A mad mind... hehe

Age 28
Male
Seen 5 Days Ago
Posted March 28th, 2019
2,010 posts
7.9 Years
Gabriel
An Ingenious Idea


Gabriel could hear the lumbering footsteps down below, though Gorro didn’t seem to say anything. There was silence, and Gabriel had to wonder if he had been seen. No. He couldn’t worry about that now. Gorro was heading deeper into the alleyway, which meant he was heading away from the street. He quickly crawled over to the edge of the storefront and glanced down at the small awnings that were placed above the windows. He could fall down onto one of them, then get onto the street, and start making his way over to Forget-Me-Not. It was a good plan. The only thing that could hurt him now was if Gorro made his way out and saw him in front of the store, or worse, over at the other store.

Taking in a deep breath, Gabriel laid himself along the edge of the roof and lowered himself down while clinging to the top of the roof. He let his claws go and twisted himself so that he could land on butt. He bounced a bit on the awning as he ended up falling off and onto the ground itself. Albeit a bit bruised, the fall wasn’t that bad. He quickly got back up, having faced even greater injuries in the past, when he caught sight of Castiel. The ghost was just coming back from the alley. Gabriel gave him but the briefest of nods as he turned and began to make his way as quickly as he could across the street. As he made his dash he caught sight of another mon heading away from the store with something in her hands.

Okay, get to the other side of the store, hide against the wall and not against a window, and then make his way in. Or better… perhaps nudge a window open somewhere and hear whatever they were talking about. Of course, if he remained outside then Gorro would have a chance of finding him. If he went inside, then the lights inside would easily erase any shadowy areas he could hide in.

But… there was also another method to indulge in. These old human establishments had things known as fuse boxes. His father had taught him that the fuses in those boxes controlled electricity for the building. If you messed with it, then the electricity would fail. And… that was a perfect idea! Mess with their electricity and shut it all off. Even if he couldn’t figure out what they were trying to do this day, he could at least leave them in the dark! It was ingenious.



Evyl

t r a g i c

Male
Junkertown
Seen April 17th, 2018
Posted December 1st, 2017
262 posts
5.5 Years
Varien the Kecleon

Mission: Find out about their Big Gimmick



Varien was frozen. He was still invisible, but he couldn't move. He took big breaths, closing his eyes, counting at each exhale. When he got to five, he opened his eyes to a darker room. There were employees in here, which mean he had to be careful.

Someone had said something, but he didn't hear it. Crouching down and crawling along the ground, moving behind the first shelf with merchandise. Varien needed to relax, so he reverted his colour to normal and took some more deep breaths, confident they wouldn't see him hidden behind the shelf in the dark. As long as the lights weren't on, he needn't keep invisible if he was out of the line of sight.

Now he needed to focus. Varien used all his strength to try and hear any conversations in the room. Kecleon weren't known for their hearing abilities. He heard something like mumbling, and then:

"Ah! Here we are, Heart Scales!"

Heart Scales? Decoration or sellable items? I should take one back for Amaryllis either way... Varien camouflaged himself again, slowly stepping forward in a crouching position. He peered around the shelf, not really seeing anything in the darkness. His eyes still needed to adjust, adrenaline keeping his heart rate fast and preventing him from staying calm and focused.

Then the lights came on.

Varien felt his body jump, though his feet didn't leave the floor. I need to hide!! He couldn't afford to be seen and caught! Glancing to his right, eyeing the checkout, Varien reacted faster than he ever had before. He zipped across the floor and over the counter, bumping something, he didn't know what, then hiding under the counter.

Razz Berries! If someone saw me I'll be done for! The end of everything! Varien needed to calm down, desperately. He was still invisible after all, and there was a chance no one saw his hasty movement to the checkout. If no one comes for me in 10 seconds, I'll peer out again...

Varien's worst fear was realised when a Braxien walked to the register, passing the faint blue stripe under the counter. Have they seen me? Razz Berries... Razz Berries! Varien could do nothing but wait until they moved away, every part of his body screaming to run.

Xtrashy

Shy - Like really shy, super shy, like, extra shy.

Female
On the planet Earth
Seen November 23rd, 2016
Posted October 17th, 2016
144 posts
3.5 Years
It was terrible, putting up the streamers hadn't taken that long at all. The easy task was accomplished soon enough for the bug, which led her to the vase. She should have taken far more time to set the streamers up, possibly shift them around a little just to seem like she was doing some actual decorating as opposed to simply putting them where she was told. But the plight was this, putting up streamers was dreadfully boring, even more so than her usual work. So it was with mixed feelings she ended the task to start another potentially even more boring one, she headed over and fetched the step stool, picking it up with great ease for someone so lazy.

She carefully brought it over to the shelf where the vase was stationed, setting it on the floor. Then she began positioning it correctly, sliding it into the right spot. Then she began her ascent, leaving the ground a whole foot or so behind as she traversed the wondrous step stool into the heavens. Of course she could have grabbed the vase before, but now that she had the step stool advantage grabbing the pottery was mere child's play.
"I see now that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant; it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are." - Mewtwo, Pokémon the First Movie.

Fen-kun

An RP Hermit

Male
San Antonio, TX, USA
Seen March 9th, 2018
Posted February 13th, 2018
276 posts
3.7 Years
After manning the register, Blair was about to start her “tasks” of manning the register when Castiel entered through the door. His entrance to the shop managed to overshadow the faint blue stripe that had magically appeared under the counter, which had gone unnoticed by the somewhat preoccupied Braixen for the time being. With the boss now able to update her employees, she asked, in a rather brusque tone, “Hey, boss, what's the news? Did Goro bust ya? Because I swear, I already got enough troubles without having to worry about being investigated by the law!”

She turned away from him in a defiant huff, not realizing that Goro had left Castiel off the hook. When she turned away, she happened to notice upon a suspicious shadow, one that seemed to be coming from under the counter. Ignoring her presumably annoyed boss, she bent down and looked under the counter, trying to find the source of the shadow. While she was down there, Blair finally noticed the faint blue stripe. Given the placement of the stripe, Blair thought that it was some oddity with the pattern on the floor that she never noticed before. As for the shadow, in Blair’s mind, it was most likely a trick with the light. Consequentially, both were innocuous enough to dismiss and she went back to facing her boss and muttered “Huh, I didn't know the floor had blue in it.”

Foxrally

Age 20
Male
a Torterra's back
Seen 4 Weeks Ago
Posted June 30th, 2019
2,585 posts
6.4 Years
Status: Trying his very best to be relevant


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Errol the Qwilfish

Errol huffed and puffed as he rolled along the paved stoneways of the nearly empty streets if Jubilee. Today is the day I arrive on time! the Qwilfish thought to himself, painfully oblivious to the fact he was thirty minutes late already.

He had even done his best and woken up two hours before opening hour, to give himself time to prepare. As the packed lunch he had prepared the day before had been accidentally eaten by his mother, he had spent another hour preparing a second one for himself. It was only after preparing it that he had realized there was no way for him carry the packed lunch while rolling, and had spent another half hour eating what he had just made - leaving the poor pokémon with only half an hour to roll across the distance between the beach and Jubilee.

The young qwilfish kept on rolling at a tremendous speed, almost reaching the walking speed of the baby hoothoot he had crossed earlier. Once every few moments one of his spikes snagged onto a crack in the floor or a leaf, causing him to trip and stumble forward as he bounced chaotically off objects and sometimes even people.

I just do hope eating that snack wasn't a problem. I hope I don't get sick. he thought to himself, feeling the contents of his stomach thrown around by the bumpy ride and deciding to take a breather to stop himself from Hydro Cannon-ing badly cooked and half digested fish all over the pavement. It was then that he noticed a figure galloping in the same direction he was going, somewhere in the distance. Oh, it's Mister Gareth! I should say hi. I don't want to wake everyone though, so I should be quiet. he thought. The second he opened his mouth, he felt suddenly sick as his 'early lunch' begged to escape from his stomach. He quickly closed it again and mentally noted not to repeat the same mistake.

It was only a few minutes later that Spirited Away's door swung open violently as an indistinguishable blue round mass rolled through uncontrollably, skidding do a stop using its spikes as it very nearly avoided both the Pokemon and merchandise in the store. Errol, through his dizzy stupor, could see Castiel near the counter, looking as if he had just entered the store again. Next to him was Blair, peering under the counter for some reason. Errol figured that he needed to confirm his tasks his Castiel, and so hopped forward to where the Mismagicus was.

"Good morning, Mister Castiel!" the Qwilfish greeted softly. "H-hello, Blair." he said to the Braixen, much more quietly. "I hope I'm not too late today."
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Ihsaan

shinigami of the alfheim

Male
Abu Dhabi
Seen August 9th, 2018
Posted October 30th, 2017
109 posts
3.5 Years
Samuel the Bidoof

Mission: "Prepare the Super Secret Project!"

Samuel carefully listened to Amaryllis's each and every word, and slowly nodded to the pace of her speaking. He actually understood her. If I do this right, then everyone will finally like me!. Samuel thought to himself gleefully.

"Yes boss! You can count on me!" Samuel replied firmly.

When the secret project pops up in his mind, Samuel feels scared. So perhaps the right direction to go would be spooky? But at the same time, it has an air of mysticism to it, so maybe he should make something serene? As he thought about it, more and more options flooded his head, but spooky and mystic always stood out. He wanted Amaryllis's opinion really bad, but he kept mum. He would do this himself. But he could not choose. He was distraught and close to tears when suddenly, a bright idea popped in his head. That in itself called for a celebration, Samuel rarely had ideas, let alone good ones. Perhaps he could make a centrepiece that was both spooky and mystic? He began scrambling about the various sculptures, looking for a Pokemon that fit the description.
Out Of My Mind
Seen June 11th, 2017
Posted February 25th, 2017
397 posts
5.7 Years

SILVER



Silver walked back into the front section of the store, pleased to see the lights come on just before she entered. Going over to the display table she put down the heart scales in her mouth and use her claw to push them into place, arranging them to look just right. Glancing back at Blair she said, “Hey, thanks for getting the lights.”

After a moment Blair responded, slightly rudely, “So, why you so happy? It’s way too early in the morning for that crap. Of course, I’m usually never ol’ Ms. Jolly, but hey”. She paused a moment, then went on, “That’s what I get for trusting a certain unnamed individual.”

“Uh...um…” Silver hesitated. Certain individual? She wasn’t sure what Blair was talking about, but was it about her? Was it because she was being in a good mood and Blair was in a bad mood? “Um...are you talking about me? I...I’m sorry, I just-”

She was cut off mid sentence as Castiel entered again through the front door. The bells set by the door to alert of incoming customers chimed softly as their ghostly boss entered. “Oh, hey boss!” she said, “How’d all that go with Goro?”

Blair asked too, “Did Goro bust ya? Because I swear, I already got enough troubles without having to worry about being investigated by the law!”

They were once again interrupted as a small Quilfish rolled through the doorway as it was closing. He, being Errol, another one of the employees, timidly said, "Good morning, Mister Castiel! H-hello, Blair. I hope I'm not too late today."

Silver was not a huge fan of Errol. It wasn’t that she disliked the guy, he was nice enough, although a bit shy. But he honestly didn’t really belong here. She knew that Errol’s mother had essentially blackmailed Castiel into hiring her son, something which Castiel had been quite vocal and livid about for a couple days when the application for the job came in. But the only thing that really bothered her about Errol was that he just wasn’t great at his job. Hard to be good at running a store when you’re a spiky round fish with no arms or legs. She did kind of feel bad for the guy too though.

Nevertheless, she smiled to the small spiky ball and cheerily said, “Morning Errol, good to see you!”


Jauntier

Where was your antennas again?

Male
USA
Seen April 6th, 2018
Posted December 23rd, 2017
661 posts
4 Years
Spirited Away
5:35 AM | Front door



Alright, Castiel. Just take a deep breath and retain your composure. Gabriel didn't... mess it up for you just yet.

Floating under the canopy at the front door of his store, he quietly sipped air into his mouth before just as smoothly blowing it out. His breath caught into the collar of his cloak. He sniffed. It smelled like hydrogen sulfide and peppermint. He couldn't help the various chemical compounds that mysteriously formed in the presumably dense and murky space that was his vaporous innards, he supposed. After all, he didn't so much as really open his mouth to talk as he happened to attune himself to the ether, and others would inexplicably and clearly hear. Something like that.

He glanced over to left. He did not see nor hear Goro coming up from the side alley. Castiel figured Goro too was contemplating his suggestion of the Pokemon across the street from him, an obvious employee of Forget-Me-Not tasked to take out their trash. He had not and did not make eye contact all the while he figured he was in the Chimecho's peripheral, he only breezed on by.

Turning his head to the right, he now stared down the broad boulevard. The reddening color of the sky as the sun now rose low in the sky was not the first thing he noticed. The first thing he noticed was Gabriel, standing himself up after what Castiel thought was the Weavile just lazing around in public.

Was Gabriel that presence I briefly felt a couple minutes ago, behind me? What would he be doing sitting on his rear doing nothing for? It's an empty street, for Origin's sake.

A stray pebble on the ground around the Ghost happened to flick itself precisely at the side of Gabriel's head. Castiel gave a strong, intense stare that said as much as it did little, before the door in front of him opened itself up for its owner to enter.

The Mismagius had just barely sulked in through the doorway when his crew--more alert at this hour than he had expected--didn't hesitate to greet and ask questions.

"No, Goro did no such busting, thank heavens," Castiel bitterly asserted to Blair's question, drifting over now toward the Checkout counter. The door behind him muk itself with a gust that seemed to blow from right under his pink cloak. "At first I thought Gabriel had blown it for us, and I was quite ready to disavow him if Goro took me to task. I'm trying to get us ahead of the game, not get us fined for loitering." He shut his eyes and, again, took a deep breath to calm his nerves. When he finally did, he was about to ask Silver how the project was going so far, when Blair mentioned something about blue on the floor.

"Blue? What?" Castiel glanced over at the tatter-caped Braixen. "Don't tell me someone spilled something on the floor. I told everyone not to bring back any more of those blue frozen slushie things from that snowball stand down the street during lunch breaks. You all know it drips everywhere, and then it gets tracked it in, and that's how we got infested with those little, squirmy black things last month. I know Silver remembers." Castiel shuddered at the thought. Never again.

"Blair, if it looks sticky or wet, go get the spray from Supplies and spritz it. The stain will naturally dissolve. Don't get it on your skin though, or it'll sting. I know Silver remembers that, too." There was a teasing hint in that last remark, all in good nature.

Then the front door burst open and a speeding mass of blue and beige curbed its bounding velocity just enough to stop in a manner that nothing was damaged, thankfully. It was Errol, the Qwilfish.

"Hello, Errol," Castiel greeted back with a somewhat distant tone that nearly feigned warmth. "Too late? Today? Oh ho, oh no. You're only half an hour late this time! That's progress! Isn't that progress, everyone?" Castiel attempted to smile with his eyes where his voice seemed to fail, but if one looked hard enough, his expression could have been discerned as a strong grimace.

At any rate, his question was rhetorical, as immediately he switched his attention back to Blair.

"While you're back there getting that solvent, please also get his plastic bowl and fill it with water from the bathroom. Errol needs his hydration and safe confinement."

At that, the orange gem on Castiel's chest began to glow with a subdued aura, and soon, Errol's frame was lined with a faint, atmospheric purple as the puffer fish began to levitate off the ground. The Qwilfish was gently carried over and set onto the counter top. The aura then released him.

"There. 'A flat, smooth, even surface with no incline'," Castiel recited, quoting a line of requested accommodations as listed in a contractual document Errol's mother had mailed him. "Don't move. I'm going to go check on Silver."

Beside Errol was a green peppermint candle, still lit. It was the one he had set down before talking to Goro. Now that the lights were turned on, which he waived, he gave the candle a hard look and in a blink, the flame went out.

"Silver," the Mismagius called as he flit his way over to the scarved, diminutive Absol, some slight hope in his fatigued voice, "Please show and tell me what all you managed to get done in the short time I was away."


__________________________________________

Forget-Me-Not
5:35 AM | Supply Room




After the Bidoof accepted her offer and she congratulated him with a somewhat patronizing pat on his head, she slipped out of the Supply Room, though she did not shut the door all the way. For a minute or two, she peered back in through the slightly cracked door, watching Samuel, observing, hoping she made the right decision in letting him have any creative freedom whatsoever.

All the while, the Bidoof just stood there, a look on his face that appeared indicative of a hernia.

Presently, Amaryllis shut the door, and with it, any prospect of understanding such an oblivious creature.

"Spora, did you--" The Florges began to ask as she turned away from the door to look at her employee. "Oh! Yes, you did, the vase! Perfect! Yes, just set it down in the space where we're going to build our project. Our streamers are all in place, Rina is going to put up some ceiling ornaments, and Samuel is finding a centerpiece for us to design around. We have to start forming as soon as possible," she pushed. It became clear now that as she listed off the work her employees were currently doing, that progress was being generally made, and it gave her a bolster of confidence in her team that showed in her building energy.

She stepped alongside Spora as she oversaw the fungal creature's placement of the vase. "But you know? I was thinking to myself, What if we went 'minimalist'? You know, with our project design. Oh no, not there, over to the left a little." She pointed to a certain tile on the floor as if the Parasect, whose body was already low, would see it around such a wide vase, yet she had insisted. "I don't suspect you read many fashion and decor literature, darling, but I hear this is very modern and cutting edge design. Something about how some elite Smeargle contemporaries decided altogether that emotion and symbolism in art is all bunk and decided to focus on the glamour of materialism or something like that. I don't know, I'm not some academic, but I do know it's hot right now in the design world. You know, 'less is more.' Yes, right there, thank you, Spora. Set it down."

Amaryllis took a step back and examined the space. She made a frame with her dainty little fairy hands and peered through it as if through the lens of a camera. She was sure to keep the vase in view.

"So, what if we laid down a rug, put up three more vases at the corners, and called it a day? I think that's minimalist enough. It's all about making the best out of nothing, you know, thinking like low-income families, but ironically!" She beamed, fluffing up her flowery mane with her hand before rummaging through the goodie basket that still hung off her shoulder. "What do you think, Spora? I want ideas. I want us to look unique! Give me something," the Florges asked, failing to realize that in her earlier stupor, the Parasect was actually late to the project debriefing.


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The Boulevard
5:36 AM | Center of the street



Goro flicked his tongue over the shoot of his Oran berry twig, pensive. It seemed as if the stark giant had considered Castiel's parting remark, as now his eyes were trained on the freckled blue Pokemon a short walk beyond the alley. When the cloaked Ghost nearly phased around the corner, Goro began to advance, headed straight toward the Chimecho over to Forget-Me-Not. It was made obvious with his daunting, almost thuggish glare upon whom he was intent.

"You," he deeply uttered across, as he now stepped onto the street, briskly and heavily walking towards his next interrogation. "A word."

Junier

Fake Friends Forever (´・ω・`)

Female
Seen August 3rd, 2018
Posted August 3rd, 2018
984 posts
4.2 Years

Rina the Chimecho ~ Forget-Me-Not



Location: Jubilee; Left alleyway of Forget-Me-Not
Mentions: Goro, Amaryllis
Held Item: (Dropped) Ugly green lanterns (3)
Status: Tearful ↪ Terrified
For some reason, Rina found herself in the darkened corner of an alleyway, crumpled miserably to the ground beside the trash cans with a handful of hideous lanterns splayed out in front of her. She was sobbing without control. Boohoo! Boohoo! Oh, Rina, you are so very sensitive! You let something so small like that get at you so much, how will you hold any job? The thought, and many like it, left a scorch mark of shame and the little glassy chime only cried harder. She let out a ringing wail—"Uh-wah!"—before sealing her lips, translucent freckled cheeks flushing with color.

"Rina, darling! Pull yourself together…!" Him. It was always him, shoving her up and down, whisking her here and there and everywhere, mocking her but in that indirect way so that she would only realize he’d patronized her far after the fact…! Was that phantom menace of a father taking a page from Amaryllis’ pampered playbook, or vise versa?

Just as she began to grow vindictive, Rina heard the most gruffest, roughest, fear-inducing voice anyone would fear to hear so early in the morning, in an empty, shaded-over alley.

He was like a broad statue, pounds upon pounds of pure muscle and kinked fur. Whenever he took a heavy step, the ground heaved; either that or Rina’s sensational shaking created the feeling. The giant tread as if his toenails themselves were made of bricks and this hulking prowler of the dark was headed straight towards her like a freight train. The little orange-and-blue cap said it all—Festival Guard. Amaryllis’ dainty little timetable, enveloped to Rina’s household just yesterday, explained everything that needed to explained about the summer spectating security, but she couldn’t have anticipated this. This… looked like trouble. Oh spirits, oh souls, what had she gotten herself into? What had Rina done to have such a beast sicced on her tail?

The Chimecho sprung up with a start, thinking quickly. What was the worst thing she could do in this situation? The door in which Rina had came lay tentatively up ahead, yet she dared not dash inside. Only consequences would await such a silly move. The guard’s dark, searching eyes had already locked onto her. Escape would be temporary, futile. He was closing in quickly now, great legs moving in equally great strides. Instantaneously, Rina found herself cornered amongst the trash.

She ceased crying and started to perspire instead. Letting her tail drape loosely, Rina forced a weak and shaky smile, trembling ever-so-slightly as the great baseball-capped beast cast a shadow over her tiny, brittle form. But… he can not want anything bad, yes? Amaryllis would not send me out into the alley with this guard out if she knew he would go after me… right!? She has not gotten me into trouble…!?

“M-mister Guard, sir! I am so very sorry! Is there something wron—is there something you would like t-to…”

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