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Ancient Scribes of the LLL, PG-14

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(ooc: Thanks for the banner SupahFunk)

"Money... money is all that matters in the world of today. Everything else... family, religion, school... all of that is not as important as money... or so my family has taught me... but all of that ended when I ended their lives. I later found my master while looking for work, and he showed me... he showed me the future if we worked together. The sight was so beautiful, I will never forget it for the rest of my life."

-Rei, two years before the events in this RP occured.

Rei walked down the streets of Docklynn, knowing full well that the other pokemon were cowering on the inside, but hesitated to show it in fear of being attacked. But one decided to take a stand.

"Y-y-you ar-are u-un-und-d-der arr-re-e-est." Stuttered the Growlithe, trying to do his job, but Rei simply smacked away the young pup.

"Hmhmhmhm... they don't make good police agents like they used to." Said Rei before touching his fingers to the Growlithe's head. "You run along now, before I decide to finish you off after all." The Growlithe didn't hesitate as he ran away, whimpering. "Heh, that's a good boy." Said Rei before firing a Thunderbolt at the Growlithe, killing him. "Too bad you're so gullible." The people around looked shocked at what Rei did, some people grew angry, but they knew they couldn't do anything about it.
 
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Ooc: Hey Blanch, is it ok if my charater knows about yours. If not I will edit.

This was one tough foe, thought Mishra. She's fast, silent an... What was that. There was sound in the bushes behind him. He stalked over (which still shook the ground) to the bush, then it leaped out!

"Just a dumb Buneary" sighed Mishra. He sat down, causing the trees to shake, and called out "Why the heck can't I find you!!!"

"What do you mean, I'm right in front of you." Is what she tried to say, but was stoped half way through because Mishra grabed her with speed unexpected of his great bulk. He held her by her neck and huled up into the air. "Now what do you say we "renigoshate" our deal," said Mishra.

"Alrighte, you can have the last piece of chese. Just put me down bro" said Ashnod. Ashnod was now a Medicham and sucsesful fighter. Both her and Mishra had heard that servral fighters had left the city, and diceded to take a brake and look for them. Mishra has found and defeated all but one. "Are you sure hes hear. That family said they never saw any water types go through here in a year. They must think were crazy nut jobs," said Ashnod.

"Don't worrie, I have enough proof," he said. They had started walking after Mishra finished off the chese, and were srprisenly at the gates of Vinap town. On the ground was a dead Beedrill, choped in half. "By a crab like claw no doubt," said Mishra.

"I can't tell one bloody mess from another, how can you."

"That's just it, the bloody mess. A Syther slice would be more clean. Not like this, chuncks every where." said Mishra waving his hands around in the propre motions. Ashnod went to puke in the bushes.

"Hes here, now lets go say Hello." he said.

(Ooc: nice banners by the way SupahFunk)
 
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"grrrr...can this day get any worse?" Haelii muttered underneath her breath. She tucked her tail and paws underneath her even closer, away from the entrance of the small hollow she had found. Outside, the pitter-patter sounds of rain pouring down could be clearly heard. She laid her head down on a pile of moss she had collected and watched the drops of rain hit the ground. Maybe now was a good time for a nap.

Haelii sniffed the air hesitantly, making sure not to run into any savage pokemon. She had been traveling for days around the area near her home, wondering where to go next, as the condition of her home was worsening and she wanted to stop it before it degraded entirely. She had managed to find, on the eastern bordor of flare land, a dusty, old tome describing the mythology on the land around here. Deciding to act of what the tome said, she had searched the abandoned village for days on end, looking for a map to lead her to the south pole. In the end, she had to tear all of the small maps off the wall in a community hall and use those. Haelii padded towards a dense bush, staring at the plump blue berries adorning it's rim. She opened her mouth slightly to pluck one from it's branch before hesitating, 'If the berries weren't poisonous, wouldn't they have been eaten by now?' she fought a raging battle in her head between logic and hunger. Sooner or later, logic eventually won and she stepped away from the bush. Suddenly, an undersized Trapinch scrambled out and plopped onto the ground, landing at her feet. "eh? just what is a Trapinch doing out here in the middle of a volcanic ashland?" Haelii accused it. The Trapinch looked up at her with large eyes, "I can help you find the south pole" was all it said.
 
It will only be a matter of time before they know I'm gone, Khison said in his head, not caring if he caused detection. In fact, he just wanted something to do. But instead, he kept his mind on his mission; he would never forgive himself if he let the Ninjask go. Without this job, he would be nothing. Just another slime on the ground of Dystorm. But no, he told himself, no, I won't end up like how I did before. The only thing he hated worse than Undercovers were Undercovers who had defeated him. And, with a few more years of experience under his belt, he could now confront the Nidoking and stand a chance.

Just then, he snapped into reality, and bit his tongue. A few pieces of porclain were still in his mouth, and cut open a tiny hole. He could taste blood, which was fairly unsatisfying. Khison was never one to really eat blood, but merely enjoyed seeing it. He spat on the roadside next to his feet, and stepped on it. He thought at how much fun he was missing in the forest, doing this instead of ruining a Spearow's day. Oh well, the more money the better. With his money, Khison would buy gear for his quests; food, weapons, maps, you name it. With him, though, he carried nothing. He thought that he could just get into Vinap, kill the Ninjask, and carry on. But the stupid thing had to flee town.

One thing he hated more than Undercovers who had defeated him were Undercovers who fled. Yet, he hated the Nidoking because it had done both. When Khison finally snapped to, he noticed a lot of Pokemon on the trail were looking at him funnily. Either it was his odd physique, or the blood running down his pincers. By these looks, Khison figured it was the blood. He eyed down a Sandshrew, and it looked fearfully back for a second, then scurried away in terror. Khison followed the path until he reached a split, one of the paths leading East, which would eventually take him to Tradesville, or North, which would take him miles up to Docklynn. His answer would depend on how the Ninjask was thinking.

If the Ninjask was determined, and was truly an Undercover, he would head way up North. There was no way that Khison could outrun a Ninjask, so he could only think of one thing. He started for Tradesville.
 
Montana was tired. But he was so restless at the same time that he couldn't help but run around in circles to try and keep himself awake.

Dakota watched him with interest. "What are you doing?" he asked after a while.

"So...hyper...but...so...tired..." he said, breathlessly.

His little sister, one of four, came out of the cave they called home (the truth was that they'd just moved into a vacant cave - they'd been doing that for a while, all over Liteflow as stronger Pokemon demanded their caves) and swam up to the small island on top of the underwater world.

"What's wrong with you?"

Montana had a feeling that the rest of the Pokemon would come out soon, all Buizel like himself, so he just waited until his family (four sisters, three brothers, him being the oldest) were all bobbing along on the water.

"I'm just running, I have like Restless Leg Syndrome or something, okay?"

All of them just looked at him.

"That's stupid," said Virginia, a young sister of his.

"Yeah, why would you do that?" asked the third youngest sister, Tennessee.

Montana stopped and sighed. "No reason. Since when does anything I do ever have a reason?"

He felt himself thinking about the thing he would do very soon that did have a reason...he would journey up North and ask the legendaries to stop fighting so that he could see what the world used to be like. His siblings would be so excited. But he couldn't tell them yet - half of them would go telling on him. He had to wait until he was ready to leave, and tell the more trustworthy ones so they could break the news after he was long-gone.

He felt like he had a double life.

OOC: Montana's family--

Brother, 3 in human years - Washington
Brother, 6 in human years - Texas
Brother, 9 in human years - Oklahoma
Brother, 12 in human years - Wisconsin
Sister, 4 in human years - Michigan
Sister, 7 in human years - Virginia
Sister, 12 in human years - Tennessee
Sister, 14 in human years - Arizona
Himself, 16 in human years - Montana

Because I have no originality, they are all named after states.

Shoot me, I dare ya. xP
 
It was pretty easy to track the Crawdaunt. He left a trail of fearful and unhelpful pokemon. "How bad is this guy anyway?" asked Ashnod.

"Pretty bad. I hear he kills for fun. Likes to watch blood and guts get spilled," said Mishra. They wandered around town for a little bit to see if any futher damage had been caused. Aside from that first Beedrill kill, not much except frighented pokemon. They were so frighented that when one was questioned five whole blocks closed down. "This is a major pain," growled Mishra. "Do you think he left town" questioned Ashnod.

"No clue. Hey you Sandshrew. Did you happen to see a large Crawdaunt come through here?" asked Mishra.

"N-n-n-n-n-n-n-north r-r-road." studered the Sandshrew, then fainted. Mishra started for the for the North road, but was stoped by his sister.

"Hold on. What if he's too tough for us. Dark types are super effective against Psychic types," she said.

Mishra paused, and turned around. In a kind voice said, "Your right. You stay, or go home. I'll fight him myself." He started to go north.

"No way you can't go, you might be killed," yelled Ashnod.

"Are you going to save the Ninjask. Hes an Undercover. You must save him," said a random Pineco. "I think that the Crawdaunt is going to kill him."

Mishra looked at his sister, smiled and said "Now I have a reason."

Ashnod frowned and flowed her adopted brother.
 
Lucius looked down from the cliff top at what had once been his home. It was now a derelict village with overgrown bushes and grass. A small Togepi approached him.

"What's up Lucius?" asked the small Togepi.

Lucius gave the small Pokemon an intimidating stare. The small Togrpi backed away in fright. Lucius bowed his head and sighed.

"Sorry, its just that I'm confused. I don't know what to do. My life has no meaning to it," he breathed.

"Well," chirped the little Togepi, "Maybe you should try and think beyond the box."

"What do you mean?" Inquired the Lucario, with a puzzled look.

"You can't stay on this Island to protect us forever. Maybe you should try and do something that will stop this crazy war," said the little Togepi.

Lucius looked at the spike on his wrist; there was a spiraling pattern carved onto it. To him it meant that one day he would eventaully emerge on top and restore peace and order the world. But then the he thought to himself. If he couldn't have saved his family from the attack by Heatran, what was the point of trying to save everyone. Would it pointless?

"Lucius, are you worried that Heatran my attack again?" blurted out the little Togepi.

Upon the sound of the Togepi's words, Lucius' normally relaxed tail jerked up and he did an aggressive Aura Sphere behind hime, shattering a small tree. He lay flat on the ground, ignoring the Togepi's apologetic whimpers. He thought for a moment.

"Tell the village I will be leaving tomorrow to stop the war," he told the Togepi.

Then he jumped down the cliff and thought to himself. Nobody else was going to stop the war, so he would have to go to the legendaries and do it himself.
 
Hey, click here to get to the OOC thread.

I don't want any more OOC discussion in this thread (less it be something simple). Kk^^?

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He kept walking down the dark, twisted jumgle path. Heading East meant that Khison was going to hit Tradesville, which transformed the forest into a jungle. With dense groves of trees, and high amounts of moisture in the air, this was a hot and humid place. Dark, grass, and ground types found this awful place as home. It wasn't awful to Khison, however, as he was dark type. Perfect conditions for a fight or match.

pat.. pat.. pat..

His heavy footsteps came down on the ground at regular intervals, warning smaller Pokemon to beware, as a bigger Pokemon was coming through. It was at times like these when Khison actually wished he could see all of the scared faces on the little Pokemon who could see him in the dark. Khison hated the dark for that reason. It helped him remain stealthy, but he could not see the blood from his victim. He chuckled at himself.

I'm obsessed with blood.. haha..

Knowing full well he wasn't normal, he kept along, but then his head started to become numb. It was almost a stinging. He reached his head back, and..

A-CHOOOO!!!

He roared, echoing for what seemed like miles. This was sure to send small Pokemon scurrying away. This reminded him of his Spearow game. He started to laugh at his sneeze, but quickly stopped when he figured he was going off track of his mission.

Just a mile or two, he thought, until I reach Tradesville..
 
Rei had left Docklynn to the relief of the city in question and had decided to go south to seek out possible threats. "Hmm... I wonder if there is any challenge left on this earth for me." Said Rei. "I mean, Ever since I beat that Torterra, I haven't had any real challenge."

"You want a challenge? Here's a challenge you fiend!" Yelled out a voice from behind the rat, but Rei was able to dodge the strike fairly easily.

"Heh, what was that?" Asked Rei to the newcomer whom was an Arcanine. "I heard you coming from a mile away... oh, and here's a tip. Don't announce yourself to your opponent."

"I am Police Lieutenant Michael, and I am placing you under arrest." Said the Arcanine whom was now known as Michael.

"Well, I'd get out of here if I were you, but since you police officers are stubborn, I'll give you a challenge which should entertain me... I will put one hand behind my back." Said Rei. Michael bared his fangs before rushing towards Rei, but the mouse leapt back in an attempt to escape the strike.

"How dare you mock me!" Yelled Michael before firing a Flamethrower, but Rei used Agility to get out of the way in time.

"Come on, are you that pathetic?" Asked Rei as he secretly used Agility again. Michael leapt at Rei, but the mouse easily evaded the attack and used Agility once again. "You're so slow... and here I thought you Arcanines were fast."

'Grr... that Raichu is fast, and it feels like he's getting even faster.' Thought Michael before using Fire Blast, but Rei used Agility once more to get out of the way. "Grr... You're making me mad." Said Michael, but Rei just stood there. Michael started charging a Hyper Beam.

"Oooh, a Hyper Beam, I'm so scared." Said Rei sarcastically. "You'd better hurry up, or I will kill you right here... and with only my left arm, and dodging abilities."

"Hyper Beam!" Yelled Michael before firing the deadly beam, but Rei dashed out of the way quickly. The Hrper Beam hit a rock a few yards behind Rei, causing it to explode.

"Mega Punch!" Yelled Rei before slamming his fist into Michael's head, finishing the Arcanine off once and for all. "Heh, pathetic." Rei then began walking on his original path, as if nothing had happened.
 
"Where did you say you saw a suspicious looking Crawdaunt?"Orion was with a feeble looking Nincada, his eyes trained intently on the bug ninja Pokemon. He had recently heard news of Invader Pokemon becoming more active in converting and killing other Pokemon, and he wanted to do whatever he could to help to stop them.

"H-he, s-said t-that h-he w-was l-looking f-for a N-Ninjask."Quirking a brow upwards at the young Pokemon's speech impediment. Quickly shaking his head of the thought, he resumed his questioning.

"Did you hear about and other information? Where he is? What he looks like? Any other objectives?" Orion was staring at the Nincada expectantly. He was hoping that it had at least a bit more information for him to go off of.

"I t-think h-he s-said t-that h-he w-was h-heading f-for...B-Brayport city." At this, a quick smile cast upon his mouth. With a curt nod of his head, the Nincada quickly ran off, fear struck in his erratic run. It was either due to his mismatched eyes, or the Nincada believed that he was being threatened for information.

"Brayport city, huh? I wonder what a port city will be like, I've never seen the ocean before. Heh, this could be fun after all."Quickly turning his body to the west, he was extremely excited to visit a city near the ocean. Being a ghost Pokemon, he'd spent just about all his life living in that cave known as a 'kingdom'. As such, he'd wanted to know what the smell of the sea was like, what colour the ocean was, what the temperature of the ocean was, just about everything he COULD learn about a seaside city.

It would be just like the first time he had ventured far out enough to see actual green trees, he had freaked out. At first, he thought that the mass amount of trees were the legendary Pokemon's army. After realizing that the trees were in fact trees(Which was after attacking about, fifty or so trees, with numerous Focus Blasts and Focus Punches)he had very much stayed in that exact same spot for two weeks, practically studying the tree to it's very core. So, if an ocean was anything as interesting a tree, he'd certainly be staying in Brayport for quite some time.

[OOC:Sorry I haven't posted one yet, I've been busy with school, but I'll try to get at least a post with MUCH more length then this each day.]
 
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It was dark in the tunnel right before Ho-Oh's chamber, a special touch by the great bird himself (herself?).

Loading........

The dank, brick hallway would be lined with the finest carpet in all the land, it the floor wasn't so dirty.

File #112545 loaded. Subject "Dwayne" selected.

The effect was set up so that the great bird pokemon's throne room looked like a light at the end of a tunnel, as many a pokemon have been sentenced to death there.

Ability assessment opened, currently being displayed.

As I entered, the two Rhydon guards that were following me moved to either side of the doorway, and I saw the spectacle that was the great chambers of Ho-oh.

Ability assessment closed, voice recorder opened.

I looked around me, staring at the gold plated bricks that formed the walls.

Document " Agent Dwayne" opened, currently being edited by user 'king'.

And in the torch slots, fires. The sacred flames.

Document "Agent Dwayne" closed, user 'king' logged off.

"Speak, knave." A deep, rumbling voice echoed through the room, shaking my very bones.

Porygon unit #1 shutting down.

"Sir, I come bearing news of movement in a large group of undercovers." I replied, my voice unwavering.

Idle....

This caused much mumbling in the room, until an ear-shattering screech filed the room, and the great one himself (herself?) descended upon the group.

Idle....

"Entei, Suicune, Raicou. I will deal with this matter myself. Dismiss the guards and do their job yourself." Ho-oh said, in a way that to disobey would be impossible.

Idle..--

"Sir Dwayne, I hope you bear good news." I heard, realizing that I was being addressed.

System overide code activated, silent investigation launched.

"I do sir, I have learned of a large group of undercovers are moving in the Pecibles region, toward us here in Hanabo. We are not certain if this is coincidence or not."

Silent investigation closed. Overide code used by hacker. Notifying superior authority at once.

"Mobilize our forces, set up a defense around the city at once." The great king had spoken.

Contact to Suicune made by Porygon unit #2, action being taken now.

Suicune jumped over me and shouted to her king, "My lord, we have an intruder in the castle!"

Preparing compression bomb, system meltdown in five-four-three-two-one-zero.

"Move, stop the intruder! NOW!" Ho-oh roared in reply.

Suicide. Porygon unit #1 committed suicide to protect our cause. We shall all mourn him, and bear his data as our own. Send this message to the next in line.

We all rushed, Raicou at the front, closely followed by me, with Entei abnd Suicune in the back. Nothing could stop the juggernaut that flew down the castle hallways, towards the Porygon room.

Prepare for system ritual code named "mourn".

When we got there, I was stunned at what I saw. Moltres, Articuno, ad Zapdos were there, with a fellow Scizor behind them, destryoing what I could was a dead Porygon.

Our cries will be heard from Varain to Pecibles, from The sunken region to the holy region. Our loss shall be known!

"Go, stop that female. We'll deal with these wretched birds." Raicou said to me, sending a jolt towards Moltres. I obeyed, following this female Scizor to the window.

None shall forget our comrade, who fell by his own choice, for a cause most noble.

"Dwayne, don't you remember me, sweetie?" She said, jumping out the window. I would have attempted to chase her, had she not threw a red tipped object at my face.

This was his fight! This is our fight!
A rose. She had thrown a rose at me.

WE ARE MANY! WE ARE ONE! WE SHALL PROTECT OUR CAUSE!

Later that evening, back in Ho-oh's throne room, I recieved my new assignment. "You, sir Dwayne, shall find this intruder, and extract all information from her at once!

WE ARE MANY! WE ARE ONE! WE SHALL PROTECT OUR CAUSE!

"Yes my lord." I said, leaving the room. My assignment would not be easy, if this Scizor was who I thought she was.

WE ARE MANY! WE ARE ONE! WE SHALL PROTECT OUR CAUSE!
 
"What the-" Volco said under his breath. An army of Electrodes rolled out from behind some tall bushes. 'If they use selfdestruct this couldnt get more annoying.' Volco thought before quickly weaving in and out of them to get past. They swiftly rolled after him but he was much faster. 'This place is just full of traps.' He thought. a Pidgeotto dived down at him. He threw himself through a hole in the maze hedge. He needed a quick breather, maybe he was a bit too old for this sort of job.

He quickly started running again, a small ditch of water was down the side of all the lanes in the maze and more water pokemon began to appear. Volco stopped at a crossway, left had no water, so it was better for him. He ran left quickly and turned the next corner, the water reappeared and he was at a dead end. Type disadvantage, Air disadvantage and with a whole lot of damage possible from the Electrodes he had no chance...

EDIT: Looks rather short, I'll add a bit more.

'How am I going to get out of this one.' Volco thought. A pink blob suddenly appread in the sky, a Jigglypuff. Volco knew all about them and just about in earshot heard it sing, he covered his ears, somehow. The singing got louder and louder and suddenly everyone was sleep, except Volco. The singing stopped and Volco uncovered his ears. He clapped, to keep it pleased. "Any chance you could help me?" Volco asked.

"Sure." Jigglypuff replied. Jigglypuff dropped a map before blowing itself up to fly away. Volco read the map and ran back to the crossway, he turned right then turned again, and he was there. If the LLL were going to do anything about the world's econmoic problem, removing the majority of shadow pokemon would help and so Shadow Tower was probably the place to be, well at least they thought that.
 
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As Lucius arrived on the foggy mainland, at the crack of dawn, he waved by to his Lapras freind.

"Bye Misty!" called Lucius through the thick fog. He wondered to himself wether he should have asked Feather (his Pidgeotto friend) to come with him. He walked through the docks, Aura guiding him through the mist. He stopped for a moment and then wandered on.

Suddenly the fog disappeared. It was a frightened Starly using De-Fog. It caught a glimpse of Lucius and immediately flew away. Lucius muttered to himself and carried on walking. Every step made him colder as he finally reached the end of the docks. STOMP. An Abomnasnow and a Scizor jumped down, barely missing him.

"Look it's a Lucario," said the Abomnasnow.

"It must be lost!!!" hissed the Scizor.

They both darted towards Lucius, but he was too fast. He jumped up in the air and hit the Scizor with a fatal Fire Punch. The Scizor smashed into the ground, it's shiny, metallic, red body lay there, lifeless. It was covered in a purple ooze, presumeablyits blood! Lucius stared at himself in a mixture of amazment and regret. The Abomnasnow, filled with rage from its partner's death, charged towards Lucius. Lucius jumped backwards and Aura Sphered the Abomnasnow, pushing it back with a deadly force into 10 crates of explosive. There was a big BOOM! as the whole dock set alight. Lucius jumped into the air and ran of into the molten sunrise. He thought to himself over what he had just done. He had killed TWO Pokemon! Then he thought: if persuasion won't work, it's time for force!
 
In another part of the world:

"Master, what are these little.. yellow.. um.. things on the ground?"

"Those, my friend, are Bellsprouts, and they provide food for the herbivores."

"What are those things, then, crawling up the tree?" said the inquisitive voice.

"Caterpie. They eat the plants. They provide food for the carnivores," said the older sounding voice, "It's good to see you're learning, my dear child."

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Khison kept on his way, biting his lip. He was bored to bitter death. Things were not looking good. If only he could see where in hell he was going. He cursed under his snarling breath, and broke out in a fury, cutting down a tree, and unintentionally stepping on a Mankey's tail. It hissed, and pounded a sharp fist into the Crawdaunt enemy. The Mankey recoiled in pain, feeling as if it had punched a rock. Khison looked over, but couldn't see a bloody thing. He sighed.

"This is truly bothering me--oof!" he said, as he stepped on another Mankey. Instead of just the tail, he stepped on the Mankey itself, tripping him. He got back up, and felt something wet on his back. Unfortunately for Khison, the Mankey urinated on him.

"DAMN!" he roared, swiping this way and back, before he cut down another tree. This time, it provided some sunlight from above. He saw that the Mankey was squashed flat, a sure death. Whoops he said to himself, smiling a bit at the comic of it. He swept the urine off of his back, and scowled at the smell. There was nothing worse than monkey urine.. well, maybe some of the times a Spearow let loose droppings when they saw Khison, but he was used to that. Khison decided it was now time to bathe, but no water was even in his limited sight. He spouted a fountain of water from his claws, and cleaned off the best he could. It was awfully difficult, as he couldn't see his own back.

He made his way easily through a bunch of vines, a tangled mess. When he chopped through, he saw a bunch of tree houses lining a path. He finally made it back on track. This wasn't Tradesville, but he knew he was getting nearer. He stopped, and saw that there was a small tent. He walked over to it, and entered. Inside, there were some Kadabras behind a desk, meditating. They looked up, seeming unafraid of Khison's intimidating form. The female spoke.

"You wish to rent a Whisper Weed?" she asked coolly. Khison couldn't face her, but nodded. Instantly, he found himself with the whisper weed, and walked outside. He spoke into it.

"Gengi, I've lost my target. Can you send some thugs to stall him for me? I'm right outside of Tradesville," he said. Miracuously, the Whisper weed spoke back.

"Gengi present. How could you fail, Khison? *Sigh* I guess I can stall him, but none of my thugs are getting their hands dirty," he said, before ending the transmission. Khison walked back inside, and put down a couple of coins on the front desk, in front of the male Kadabra.

"I'm keeping this," he said, making sure he had no eye contact with anyone in the tent. He didn't want them to read his mind, as he had bad memories in this place.
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"What, that crab thing? Isn't that a.. erm.. Krabby, right?!" said the inquisitive voice.

"No, that's a Crawdaunt.. the one who is interrupting us," said the older voice.
 
"We're lost," said Ashnod. They had been travleing for about a day and half. Mishra sat down and said "Ok, we're lost are you happy!!"

"No, we're lost. Why would I be happy. I should have gone home when you told me to." She kept on ranting for about a half an hour. After about ten minutes Mishra fell asleep. Unlike most Snorlax, Mishra was a silent sleeper, which ment his snores were more like a slight rumble then the volume of an alarm clock. When Ashnod finaly noticed she was alreaty done ranting. She thought she might look around to see if she could find any landmarks. She knew she could find her way back to her brother, because all she had to do was highten her senses with Meditate. As she moved along she came across a small clearing with tree houses and a tent. She heard indstink sounds coming from inside the tent. She started to move toward the tent when all of a sudden a large and terraffing Crawdaunt steped out.

"Gengi, I've lost my target. Can you send some thugs to stall him for me? I'm right outside of Tradesville," said the Crawdaunt.

Oh no, oh no thought Ashnod. She found him. She thought about going back and telling her brother. No I can't. He doesn't know enough or the right moves. He will lose for sure. Then she got an idea.

As soon as the Crawdaunt steped out of the tent again, she leaped on him and used a super powerful Thunder Punch!
 
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"Tch, what is it with stupid vaporeons these days?" Haelii prodded at a nearby vaporeon, checking to see if they were all actually unconscious. "h-how di-d y-you just d-do th-hat?" the Trapinch by her front paw stuttered. She poked a claw through the remains of a few days worth of supplies which the leader of the pack was carrying. "you just SAW me do it," she replies, swinging the entire pack of food and items over her head, "I'm sure your eyes work fine enough, don't they?" she stood up and headed off towards the direction of a village, which you could see in the distance. The trapinch scrambled to keep up with her, "but should we really just leave them lying there?" it asked her. She eyed it suspiciously, 'he really must be too young' she thought, "a small note to you, the world is a lot harsher than you think" The Trapinch dropped it's head dejectedly, "that was what my mother use to say," it mumbled. Haelii patted it's head with her tail, "no use thinking about that now, we have to get to the village quickly before sunset" they hastened across the desert.

Haelii had heard of hanabo, where the Trapinch-Saetra-had lived. She ignored the many eyes that watched her as she led the Saetra towards his home. Like all the others, his home was made of mud and sand, patched together to form a small hut with a door just big enough for her to crawl through. Haelii sat outside, waiting for him to prepare his items. She sighed, laying down, the sun blazing over head. If she wasn't a fire type, she'd have definitly been burnt into crisp by now. "Oi! hey you! your not from these parts are you?" a rough voice with sounded in front of her. Haelii lifted her head up to stare at the menacing pokemon above her, it was a rather stupid looking cacturne, yet a sense of high authority radiated in every direction, showing that he had a high rank in the village. "nope. I'm from flare land, your neighbours in the south" she replied haughtily, not liking the cacturne's accent at all. The cacturne smirked, "then what the hell are you doing here then? shouldn't you be back at the volcano with you mommy and daddy?" it teased. The cacturne laughed, she thought it so full of itself. Haelii stood up, "why are you talking to me then? shouldn't you be minding your own business, too?" she replied, this was one of the reasons why she mostly avoided towns, how that small Trapinch had convinced her to let him join her in return for iinstructions on how to get to the north pole? she shouldn't have taken the risk.

A vein pulsed in the cacturne's forehead, "you dare mock me?! to hell with you!" it roared, firing a barrage of pin missiles. Haelii flicked her tail at the missiles, firing off a dark pulse at th same time. "aarrgghh! demon!" the cacturne yelled, pokemon were rushing everywhere, trying to shield themselves from the attacks and also the missiles that it kept firing. She breathed a flamethrower at it's head, successfully knocking it out against a boulder. "eeehhh? what happened?" Saetra tumbled out of it's small hut, loaded with enough supplies to last at least three months. She stared at Saetra before turning to the hut, "how big is that thing exactly?" she asked cautiously, "very," replied saetra, "it is mostly underground, you see" he explained. Haelii nodded, "come on then, we better get going before I end up getting anymore attention"
 
OOC: It's safe to assume that Ashnod is using Thunder Punch on Khison, right? Let me know if you don't want me bunnying your character in my post, L, I'll edit if not. (BTW, I used OOC because I was already the last to post in the OOC thread^^)

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The Kadabra looked briefly up at Khison, grabbed the coins bluntly, and stuck them into a small sack that seemed to jingle as he opened it. It must've been the money storage or something for this shop. Khison turned around to leave the shop, when he heard a very deep, old-sounding voice.

"Khison, please remain in the tent," it said straight forwardly. Khison gasped, and hurried toward the entrance, but he was stopped by some kind of mental pull. This old voice was using 'Psychic' on Khison. He turned around, and faced the elder Alakazam. It looked at him, and nodded shamefully.

"I know you stole some Whisper Weeds from this place about a year back. Please pay me the money," it said solemnly. Regrettingly, he reached into his wallet, and placed to coins on the desk. He started out the door, when he was stopped, "I also remember you, Khisor."

"It's Khison, not Khisor," he said, sounding out the 'n' slowly. The Alakazam chuckled, "Yes, I remember when you were young, and I--"

"Enough!" Khison said before he stormed out the tent. Just as soon as he saw the daylight, he was pounded in the side of his arm by a fist. It was a good ThunderPunch, Khison was quite sure that this was a good adversary. Firstly, it had to be good (or insane) to even want to fight Khison, and secondly, the Thunder Punch was well aimed, and a direct hit. With a bit more effect than a normal punch due to the electricity, he leapt back a bit, the ground shaking under his awesome weight.

"What now?" he hissed, feeling a little anger rise over him. He gnashed his teeth, seeing the small Medicham looking ready for a battle. He rushed up in a mix of anger and frustration, and clashed his gigantic pincers in front of her face, merely inches before crushing her.

"I think you have the wrong guy, deary," he said slyly. He started to circle the little Meditite, "or perhaps you want me to demonstrate my power!" he said, slowly raising one claw, a little bit of sun gleaming off of it. He peered down at the young Medicham. He brought his claw down heavily on the ground, sending small rocks and bigger pebbles everywhere, battering the foe with them. The Medicham leapt courageously through the air in an attempt to strike Khison with a kick. Khison defended, expecting a kick, but some sort of reversal brought his guard down. He was punched with quite some force.

Two super effective hits in a row.. Gotta end this now, he thought to himself. He charged up to the Medicham in his trademark way, and clashed his pincers again, in the exact same way as before. The Medicham was instead caught, rather than last time. She was knocked out, unconscious. He looked around, seeing as how he brought attention to all of the surrounding Pokemon. He threw the Medicham over his back, and began to whistle. He dared not look back to the tent.

Khison continued on his way to Tradesville, the Medicham obvious, hanging over his back.
 
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