Barrel City Stories(INVITATIONAL)

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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!GAHHHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!X_X*dies*

*ish revived by Cascade*
NIAHAHAHAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!NOOO!!!!!!!!NEVER!!!!!!!!!!!

Gah,Titan,laugh,celebrate,gloat all you want.*resists urge to strangle boy to death*
But-
I'll be back!With....FEEBAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!XD
*starts talking and muttering like a loon to self,again*

And,you're mocking me aren't you?*counts with fingers*
Maria ish like my...4th name.Yeah,go Yibber,she has loads of cool names.^^

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"Why me?!Why not somebody else?"Jinger whined,she was walking in the heavy rain,she held a pink umbrella over herself,one which she had brought just in case.
But,the water was soaking her at times,which all well didn't really appeal to here much.Finally,though,after walking through the streets of her quaint town,ignoring the thugs and groupies which hung around the alleys she passed,she finally came to the neighbourhood train station.
The girl sighed as she closed the umbrella walking in,taking a glance at the ticket counter,before lightly tapping the beret on her head.Remembering the events which had chosen to take place that very morning.
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"Look,dahling!You've a letter!!"a fairly thin woman with red hair and emerald eyes just like her daughter burst through the doors of Jinger's bedroom.She was wearing a long blue dress.

"Mommy!!Don't you ever knock or something?"the girl was sitting infront of her dresser,wearing her normal clothes.The matching vest jacket and skirt,the mint green shirt and the beret on her head as she self-consciously brushed her long hair with a comb.Looking to the mirror,staring at the girl who looked back.

"I'm good,I'm beautiful,I'm cute,I'm-"before she had a chance to continue,a piece of white paper found itself infront of her nose.
Jinger sneezed before snatching the letter out of her mother's hands.

"Fine mommy,I'll open it,just get some breakfast for yourself,you look like you're getting thinner each day you know?"the girl slowly took the letter out of the white envelope as her mother smiled and walked out of the room.
Jinger silently read the note-

Ever wanted to have a chance?
Ever wanted to hit the big time?
If so, come to The Bike on 26th November at 7:30.

"A chance..."Jinger glanced at the beret on her head,taking it off and hugging it.Remembering the old times,if,if she could prove herself,maybe,just for a few seconds,could....would she be given another chance?Yes,maybe so!
The girl immediately knew she had to go to 'The Bike'.Yes,it was a popular place,so popular,that even she had heard of it before,considering the fact that she lived outside the area of Team Axle.
Wait,there was another problem.
Gwen returned to her daughter's room,holding a piece of toast in one hand.

"So dahling?What's it say??"she asked.

"Umm...its just one of em' advertisings' on Swampert Plushies and all that."she quickly hid the letter in the drawer in front of her.

"Okay then,I'll see you downstairs for breakfast dahling,and,would you mind waking up your brothers?"her mother said as she strolled casually out of the room.

"MOMMY!!!!"she whined,but her mother cut her off.

"No magazines for a week if you don't,dahling."which immediately shut the girl up,Jinger sighed.Taking a read at the letter one more time.Her mother,she knew her mother loved her all too much to even allow her leave the house,let alone in these hard times.
"No!"she told herself firmly,taking a bag from her closet.

"You want the good times to be back don't you?Well then,go!Sheesh,its not like they'll just come back without a fight now will it?"the girl continued talking to herself,stuffing,what she thought was essential for the trip.

"Hey,jerkys!!Mother wants you two out of bed!Bye now!"she opened the door of her brothers' room,shouting them awake before racing down the stairs.

"Bye,mother!"she said,not waiting for a reply before running out the door.

"Jinger Macrim!!Where do you think you're going?!"Gwen screamed in shock.But the girl was already running halfway down the road to Axle.
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"I've come this far,can't turn back now I think."she told herself,lining up to get a ticket.

"A ticket to Barrel City my good man."she told him,stuffing the required amount of money into his booth.

"Lasse,don't you know what's happening?The teams and all that,everyone's leaving Barrel city,yet you're choosing to go there?"he asked as the single green ticket popped out of the slot.

"Fraknly,I don't care about them,and I've my reasons to go there,thanks Mister."she grabbed the ticket before running to catch the train,again,not bothering to wait for a reply.
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"Barrel City..."she sighed,wrapping her arms around herself before taking out her umbrella again,it looked like it was going to rain all day.

Jinger let of a sigh of relief,she had made it,finally,and she wasn't planning on turning back anytime soon.She was going to be a Coordinator,and possibly redeem herself,yes,she knew she was.But,she needed a pokemon,and judging by the letter,the person who sent it was reading her mind.
The rain,it reminded her of one particular incident...

"No..no..no..not about that!"she shook her head under the umbrella,ignoring the strange glances the people hanging around in the alleys gave her.

Soon,she reached the club,'The Bike' in big neon letters it flashed over the entrance.Loud music could be heard form inside.the girl took a few steps back,wondering if she should go in.

Right,maybe if I go back now..
Ah,who was she kidding,she was doomed.

Then,to her right,two girls had bumped into one another,both falling on the wet street.Jinger giggled uncontrollably,she couldn't resist the temptation,and well,she didn't like being alone.
One was wearing a hooded sweater,black in color and blue pants.She also had long,black hair.The other however,was a blonde.She chose to wear a rtaher old looking bandana on her head,and a green shirt with a blue jacket over it.Not to mention the blue pants she wore.

"You two,you know that the streets for walking on and not banging into each other right?"she covered them with her umbrella,though it wasn't the biggest,hopefully the other two would be less soaked in the rain.

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It may not have beaten your post,evil Ashley,but,like I said,gloat all you want.
When Yibber says she'll beat you,she'll beat you.^^With Feebas!

And yay for the random name of Franticshippers!!Wonder if Ruby and Sapphire are there.XD
 
OOC: Fashionably late = me. XD And I've been wanting to play a selfish idiot for a while now. Feel free to have your character do whatever to mine Alter. He likes anything to do with himself anyway. ^_____^

I think Kevin feels like a Crimson colored font.


Kevin
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The rain came down, lightly sometimes and heavy others. A young boy walked briskly down the street, an umbrella over his dark brown hair. However, this umbrella was not being held up by his own arm, but by another arm. The other arm belonged to a small and rodent-like man that looked to be about fifty or older. He rushed along with the younger boy, looking meek and submissive compared to the confident and much taller teen.

"Hurry along now Evans, I haven't got all day and you know as well as I do how Mother hates to wait," the boy said in a hurried, yet bored tone.

"Yessir," the old man replied, bowing slightly as he hurried up his step. He looked curiously at the boy as they continued walking. "Sir, a letter came for you," Evans said, panting slightly.

The boy's head whipped around and he stopped in his tracks, "Is it another stupid girl wanting to marry me for my money? I get so bored with those! Just throw it away... I thought you already got the mail earlier...." He continued walking down the street again, and Evans had to race up with all his speed so that the boy didn't get any rain on him.

But he missed.

"AH! EVANS! RAIN GOT ON ME YOU FOOL!" the boy shouted, grabbing the old man and yanking his arm so that the umbrella was now above him correctly.

"S-sorry Sir!! I won't let it happen again!" Evans choked out, looking fearful, "P-please don't tell the Mistress about this! After what she said... I--."

The boy raised an eyebrow, "She said you'd be fired if you slipped up once more, didn't she?" His expression was undecodable; Evans couldn't tell if he wanted him to get fired or not... but surely....

"Will you tell her Sir? You and I... I mean, I have been your guardian since you were a baby... you won't... will you Sir?" the old man said, panting again. The boy didn't notice his panting and continued walking at his rapid speed.

He looked as if he were going to say that he would tell her. He had a look that made Evans' doubt about his young master grow. Evans felt the urge to cry out that the boy was a filthy traitor and warn him that in the future things would be awful and lonely for him.

He made the old man wait for his answer though, and while he waited, he grabbed the letter from the old man's hand, and opened it up. It read:

Ever wanted to have a chance?
Ever wanted to hit the big time?
If so, come to The Bike on 26th November at 7:30.

The boy promptly stuffed the letter back into the envelope, and looked up pompously at Evans.

"I'll strike up a deal Evans," the boy finally replied, "You let me go to this Bike place in the letter, do whatever I want, and I'll hire you back when I get back."

"Letter? Hire me back Sir? But wouldn't that defeat the purpose of not telling the Mistress about what just happened?" the old man said slowly, his head was very confused by all this.

The boy shook his head and slowed his pace for a moment, "Evans Evans Evans... my mother will fire you when she learns that you let me go to this place. You will be out of work for a while, but I will hire you back when I return. I have that power, do I not? Aren't I a genius?!" He smiled widely.

Evans shook his head, "But Sir... are you saying that you wouldn't have hired me back after that rain mistake if I hadn't agreed to this deal?" He was afraid of the answer.

"That's right Evans! That was a stupid mistake! Plus, what in the world would have been in it for me? This way I get to leave," the boy said happily, re-reading the letter, "Though, there must be some mistake, the letter says 'Ever want to hit the big-time?' Evans... I AM big-time. How on Earth could I get any more important?"

The old man shook his head. He had been with him for his whole life, and he was going to fire him like that? This was surely a sad day... 'Kevin...,' the old man thought, 'You had better change fast, or you'll be headed down the same lonely road as your parents.'

I shall post again tomorrow... I must now helpies with teh dinner. X.X
 
OOC:

Sowwies peeps, been busy all day after my last posts.



IC:



In truth, Tessie had been quite startled when she had bumped into another girl, causing the both of them to tumble to the ground, although it was quickly remedied when the other girl immediately apologized and helped Tessie back onto her feet, then proceeded to brush off the dirt that had gotten onto her clothes.

Feeling a bit overwhelmed, Tessie was about to muster up a quick apology as well, when a second stranger seemed to appear out of no-where, giggling at the two of them before shielding them with her umbrella and commenting about what streets were for.

"I-I'm sorry, I.." Tessie stuttered, her natural ability to fail socially taking over. "It's okay, it was my fault, too. Didn't look around good enough.." She trailed off, taking a few steps back because she feared completely messing up the conversation.

That was when a sudden thought entered her head. What were the chances that all three of them had arrived at almost the exact same time?

"Um, excuse me, but were any of you asked to come here.. Like in a letter?" She asked quietly, her confidence already beginning to lower. Maybe if Laka were here, she'd feel better around these people.. No, not just Laka, any Pokemon would do, even a scary Exploud..
 
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I shall beat Titan,I shall beat Titan,I shall beat Titan...*continues muttering to self*

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"You talk really softly you know that?"Jinger told the girl as she proceeded to take out the letter she had stuffed into her skirt's back pocket before leaving the house.

"Eh,I'm only here for the chance part and not anything else,its getting really boring round here."the tone of her voice didn't sound all too patient or polite.

"We're not going to stand around in this yucky rain all day right?Lets get into the club."Jinger pushed both of the girls into the shelter,wanting to get out of the rain as fast as possible,she hated it.
 
"Um.. Yeah, I know.." Tessie said in response, mumbling again because her self-confidence was still dropping. She half-listened to the rest of the other girl's words, wishing she hadn't come here in the first place. Oh, if only there were less people around.. She found herself less bothered by having no one around than with a lot of people around.

But still, whatever this 'chance' was, Tessie was sure she needed it.

She had no time to think about that some more, however, as the girl with the reddish-brown hair had decided to move into the club, pushing Tessie and the blonde-haired girl inside with her.

Sighing once, Tessie broke away from the red-head gently and moved towards a nearby pillar, although trying to stay near those two other girls, eyes shifting nervously around the room, which was packed with Franticshippers (lolness XD) that were cheering the band on.

I may as well stick with them.. Tessie thought to herself, glancing back to Jinger and Ashley. They're in the same situation, I'm sure of it.
 
Ashley quickly whipped around as she heard Jinger's giggling, soon spotting the girl as she walked over to them and offered them shelter beneath her umbrella, it was at times like these that Ashley found herself pleased to be a bit shorter than the average girl as she fit neatly beneath the umbrella without having to walk around in a half-crouch so that she wouldn't strike her head onto the edge. "Yes, I've heard that one before..." she replied, chuckling a bit, "But you never know for sure until you try, ne?"

"Yeah, I got a letter too." she said, nodding as she retrived the now rather crumpled piece of paper from her back pocket and showed it to the others "This whole 'chance' thing sounds kind of vague and fishy, though...but I decided to take a look."

She didn't have much time for further conversation before the red-haired girl energetically ushered them into 'The Bike'. Stepping inside from the rain, the girl soon noticed the tune playing inside, although it would probably have been a harder feat not to notice it with all the Franticshipper fans about.

"Oh, I know this song!" Ashley couldn't help exclaiming, her smile widening a bit as she began humming the tune for herself. It was one of those countless songs about loving what's inside rather than what's outside and all that mushy bussiness, with a Feebas somewhat awkwardly worked into the lyrics, but it was still a rather touching piece.

The girl soon snapped her mind back to the situation at hand, though, casting another glance at her watch. 7:29...well, she was here on time. Now all that remained was to find whoever had sent the letter. Ashley cast a glance around the room to relocate the two other girls who were there on the same errand, in her mind it made sense for them to stick together, and in all honesty, she had missed having company of her own age too. The girl soon realized that she hadn't even introduced herself, though, deciding to start out with the black-haired one whom she had bumped into earlier and who was now standing by a nearby pillar, watching the room in general.

"Erm, I don't think we were introduced back there." Ashley said, walking closer so that her voice could be heard over the noise of the crowd, "I'm Ashley, just moved here today." she quickly wiped of the worst of the dirt from her right hand onto her jeans before extending it to the girl "What's your name?"

OOC: Oh, and I almost forgot. *Gloats* Hah! Pwned your post Yibber! XP Who's da man?! I bet you're just jealous of my L33T RPing skillz! XD
 
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Yaynesss!!People shall all support RubyXSapphire I says!!!^^

*whacks Titan hard on the head with her Salmon*

I must beat Titan,I will beat Titan,I shall beat Titan..*continues rambling on*

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Even though Jinger had never heard of the song the band inside the club played,she thought it sounded nice.Even if it had something to do with those Feebas thingys(I am not saying Feebas is ugly,Jinger is,get it?Yibber---Jinger ish too different so don't come after me saying that I,a worshipper of Feebas be dissing the wonderful pokemon,for I am not,my RP character is!^^ And my RP character and me have nothing in common whatsoever,only that I RP her and she is being RPed by me!!Gack..am I ranting?!Darn thee Titan...*grumbles*).Better than the classical ones her mother and father would play over and over and over again.

As the girl with blonde her proceeded to wipe something on her jeans before extending her hand to the shy girl leaning against the pillar,Jinger stood beside both of them,closing the pink umbrella she had and keeping it in her pack.
Ashley was her name.

"Well,I'm Jinger."she said proudly,without bothering to wait for the girl with black hair to answer.
 
OOC:

I wouldn't anger Yibber if I were thee, Titan. XD



IC:



Tessie cocked her head to one side as the blonde-haired girl she had bumped into approached her in order to introduce herself. She indeed seemed nice enough.. And they were here for the same reasons, so..

"Tessie." She said simply, slowly reaching out to shake the hand that Ashley had offered. "My name is Tessie. It's n-nice to meet you.. Ashley." She said, barely managing a small smile.

Feeling a bit more confident now, she decided to continue.

"Just moved in? Here's a tip: Always watch your back when you're on the streets. Seriously, those Teams aren't all talk." Tessie said, although her voice remained soft and was still as unwilling to be loud as before.

It was then that Tessie noticed that the other girl with the baret in her reddish-brown hair had walked up to them, proudly introducing herself before Tessie had said anything, in fact.

"..Nice to meet you, too.." She concluded, her confidence was back now. Perhaps this hadn't been a bad idea after all.
 
OOC: Well Yibber, for what it's worth I haven't read a single page of the pok?mon special manga but I still support tha Ruby x Sapphire simply because they look like they'd make such a darn cute couple. ^^ *Pokes piccy in Yibber's sig* Oh, and don't worry Plushie...I have a red herring to protect myself from Yibber's wrath. But I just had to gloat at least once, tis' only fair!

*Gets thwacked by salmon*

Ouch...I swear the plagiates are everywhere. <_<

IC:

"Nice to meet you too, Tessie." Ashley replied, smiling warmly in return. This new girl...she seemed so timid, but why? Where could this behaviour be springing from? Oh great... she thought for herself Now I'm thinking like a psychiatrist again...maybe it's just because I ran her over like that.

"And you as well, Jinger." she added, nodding to the red-haired one before turning back to Tessie, listening to her tip.

"The teams..." she repeated for herself, frowning, "Thanks for the tip, I'll keep that in mind." she peered around the room a bit, "So, does anyone know where exactly we were supposed to meet this person who sent the letter?"
 
OOC:

Red herring?

Pfft, a tool of the past.

You really should get yourself some Bubu clones. XD



IC:



"No, actually.." Tessie replied to Ashley's question. "I guess they'll turn up sooner or later. It seems a bit late now."

She shrugged, then put her hands in her sweater's pocket, accidently bumping them into that letter, making her feel anxious. She wanted to know what this was all about, and soon. Especially with all these loud fans around. She knew they were just supporting their band, but still.. She couldn't think properly in all this noise.

It was times like these that she wished she had a Pokemon of her own to chat with.
 
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Clever Plushie..I'm already as temparemental as it,yes.*shoots Titan Jenny-like death stare*
And obviously RubyXSapphire!!!Aren't they the cutest darn things you've ever sawed other than Swampert and Feebas?!(And Yibber,yup,she's cute too!^^*gets buried in pile of Ludicolo,again*)*glomps Ruby and Sapphire*

Though,I just read a spoiler(couldn't resist..XD).
Those who read the manga,shield your eyes I say!!^^
Turned out,they liked each other from the start...they met when they were younger(Cause their dad's knew each other,Norman and Birch,they met for Norman's gym leader inaguation test thingy and stayed with each other for a few days,though,Norman failed the test in the end.),Ruby was a Battle Maniac,Sapphire a cute widdle girl like she is today,except that she was wearing a dress.They were playing tag.(Yes,cute I says!!XD)When a nasty Salamence appears.(Don't ask me why it be doing there in a clearing,spoiled the fun they had,yes it did.>_<)
Ruby protected her from a Salamence with his awesome battling moves,yeah,he rocked even when he was 5!!!XD
In the end,his head got slashed by a Dragonclaw,the piccy's here somewhere,I'll go and find it for all you peeps enjoyment!!Which freaked Sapphire out,she ran away crying.No dount because of the blood and the scary battle tactics for a five-year-old.Smooth Ruby...smooth.-_-
So,both realised-
Ruby-He was way too tough and reckless and all that...turning him into the NOT SISSY but still the dude who hates battling and sews we all know and love today!^^
Sapphire-For being too soft and crying and running away.Turning her into the battle maniac and wild-girl who wears leaves for clothes we all want to glomp today!
They influenced each other.^^
And didn't see the other for..7-8years I'd say,but they still remembered the other party..aw..young wuve,that's true,gotta love it!^^
And later,Sapphire finds out that its Ruby that fills her heart,and not the dude who saved her from the Salamence(Yeah..they forgot they actually met..XD)..and Ruby realises that she's the girl he loved for all those years,and he pushes Sapphire off the Tropius,locking her up,
"Why'd you do that!!Hey!!"
Ruby took off that cute white hat he has on to relieve the cuteness underneath...*again,will try to find piccy*he has a scar on his head.

"Because,I have heard your feelings and....
I also love you.I've also been thinking of you,for all these years."
FRANTIC SHIPPING ISH OFFICIAL I SAYZ!!!!!!^0^*ignores the fact that they're only 11 and 10 respectively*

Gah...did I write all that?
Stupid ranting from Titan must still be on.>_<

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"Please...the teams can't possibly do anything bad!Hmph!Lets see them try!"Jinger snorted at Tessie's 'tip' to Ashley.The girl had never,and hopefully,would never be afraid of the four teams.Her parents told her that as long as she didn't meddle with them,she'd be fine.But..what if she wanted to meddle with them?Her parents never said she couldn't,Jinger could only grin.

"I don't know,they should be the ones showing up,not the other way around."the girl responded to Ashley's question.

She was getting even more impatient by the minute.The rowdy fans of the Frantishippers were really noisy,not really something which made the girl happy.Plus,the girl with the black hair seemed a little too quiet,maybe it was just the fact that Jinger had never grown up around such people,especially with her brothers for 'company'.But,she just didn't talk alot,which made Jinger herself,feel uneasy.

"Aw..come on,talk already!"she said,staring at Ashley and Tessie.

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*trembles*
Bubu clones...?X_X
 
OOC: I'm posting now.....MUHAHa?

IC: John walked into his house. It was exactly the same as it was when he left. He put down Ring, who was asleep, and walked into the living room. His mom was there, watching some crummy soap.
"Er, Mom," said John weirdly as if he didn't know what to say.
"Yeah, sweetie?"
"Well, I went to the place, and...."
He broke off to think.
"And I found this scrounging around by the dustbins! Can we keep her?"
He pulled out Ring, who was still sleeping.
John's mom fell silent. She thought the descision over abit and replied:
"Yes,"
"Thanks!" said John warmly.
He didn't tell her that he was approached by gang members.
He left his mom alone and went out again, this time carrying a black backpack. He stuck Ring inside, still asleep.
 
OOC:

Pete.. What about the eggs for teh other peeps? Do we just get them ourselves, somehow? What? XD
 
OOC: Just use Clay. She's a OPC(omni-playable character), meaning anyone can use her to get their egg.
 
OOC: Well, I've got one Bubu. *Huggles Bubu the Mudkip* But I doubt he counts, eh? I'll just stick to my red herring for now. ^^

IC:

Ashley blinked at Jinger's remark about the teams, raising an eyebrow. She seriously doubted if the girl had any idea of what she was talking about. Granted, Ashley didn't have any personal experience of the teams' activities in the city, but if it was enough to scare even auntie Maria then there had to be at least some substance to their intimidating powers. Ashley's aunt was not one to buckle under small pressure, being the former trainer of quite considerable skill (Indeed, some rumors even claimed that she was gym leader at some point) that she was. Ashley had always wondered why her aunt had chosen to abandon that career as she herself would have liked nothing more than to have a pok?mon of her own to keep her company during her travels, but Maria had never agreed to discuss the matter so the girl had decided to let it lie. "Are you sure?" she asked at last, her voice indicating that she wasn't quite buying this statement "From what I've heard there certainly seems to be more to them than just talk."

"I agree with you on the inviting people, though." she added, nodding, "I mean, they're the ones who asked us to come out here without giving any real instructions, the least they could do would be to greet us when we arrive."

The girl sweatdropped at Jinger's sudden demand for conversation, somehow it struck her that this was perhaps not the most normal of company that she found herself in. But it was true that talking generally did seem to make the atmosphere better.

"Well, allright..." she said, quickly checking the area for anything to talk about "On a completely trivial note, have you guys heard of that band? The Franticshippers?" she smiled, her gaze growing a tad distant "I remember going to one of their concerts once, me and...a few friends." she concluded, although something in her voice hinted that she was hiding something "It was this very same song..." she sighed, smiling wistfully "Those were good times..."
 
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I could never be afraid of a Mudkip/Marshtomp/Swampert!!
And like,Titan dude,you put a 'him' right there in your RP post..XD
*laughs and falls off computer chair*

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"Never heard of em',I don't hear rock.."Jinger smiled as Ashley started talking.

"Unfortunately."she added,turning to the band.She could never understand why her parents would call this wonderful sound ' a ruckuss and death to the ears '.They were obviously talented,too bad they had to waste time on striking guitar strings when they could by wellknown classical musicians.They had their own way of seeing things,Jinger supposed.

"Ehehehehe...I don't see youngins like you around here."an old lady had strolled towards them,eyeing each of them with a glint in her eye.

"Wha..what do you want,woman?"Jinger jumped back in surprise as the old woman started talking to her.
 
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Yay for OPCs.


IC:


Tessie frowned, preparing to tell Jinger about just how dangerous the Teams could be, when suddenly she fely a shiver run down her spine for some reason, sensing something different. She ignored it, however, when a curious old lady with a glint in her eye approached the group, talking to Jinger.

Shuddering, she turned around, only to spot a woman approaching their group, an official, important looking woman with easily forgettable features.

Falling even more into silence, Tessie stared curiously at the woman as she came closer.

She cleared her throat once she had gotten close enough, although only loud enough to draw attention to herself from Jinger, Ashley, and Tessie.

"Good evening, I trust you three have been invited as well?" She inquired, glancing around the group hopefully.

Tessie blinked. How did she know that?




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Plushie just realized something. Is the old woman that Yibber described supposed to be Clay? XD
 
"Oh, that's too bad..." Ashley replied to Jinger, "They're really good at what they do." she smiled at the band once more before a new voice suddenly caught her attention, causing her to turn around and soon spot the voice's owner, a fairly odd and strangely nondescript woman who still seemed to carry herself with an air of natural authority, who asked her wether she had been invited too.

Ashley blinked as well, although she soon found her tongue, no doubt this was the person they were supposed to meet. How else would she even know? "Why yes I have." she said, quickly rummaging in her back pocket until she found the, now considerably crumpled, note, bringing it up for inspection "Now would you mind telling us what this is about?"
 
{ooc| You guys posted while I was sleeeeeeping. ;; I feel hurt.}

The moonlight leaked through the canopy in a dazzling display of filtered light, giving every leaf a strangely dappled appearance. Overhead, a mountain towered, surrounded by a ring of clouds. Yet the boy that dashed though the forest didn't have a chance to absorb the tranquil surroundings; he had to keep running, keep going, keep out of reach. Behind him, the harsh clatter of hooves resounded through the trees, spurring them onwards. He could not be caught; if he was, something terrible would happen, something unimaginably bad. But what? Just as these thoughts raced through the boy's mind his hand was wrenched away. Something was pulling him. He opened her mouth to cry out, but no sound came out. Despite himself, the boy knew he was being dragged towards-

Alex awoke with a start. He sat bolt upright, every muscle tensed. His breath came in rapid gasps, his heart drumming in his chest. But it was just a dream. Just a stupid dream. He groped about in the darkness, fingertips reaching out for the lamp switch in the gloom. With an echoing click, light flooded the room, and Alex struggled to hold in a gasp of relief. That dream, that ghostly forest that had seemed oh so real, was just a memory again. He slid off the mattress, only to find himself shaking. He was in his room, staring up at the same, familiar ceiling, just like he did every other morning… there were no forests around his home, just hundreds and hundreds of tropius filled fields. There was nothing to fear… but he couldn't help himself. The chase had been so real; the memory seemed more genuine than anything else before.

"Jesus Christ, boy, you sleep like death with a hangover."
Alexe glanced towards the door, which had just swung open to admit his grandmother. She towered over his bed, glaring at him with bloodshot eyes.
"Don't give any crap, boy." She warned, and yanked the covers from under Aex and sent him sprawling onto the floor.
"…ugh…Gran…I was awake anyway…."
"It's seven fifty, and if you don't get your sorry butt off the floor this instant, I'll let you teach your godarned self every day." She grimaced. "Honestly, I don't know why I pay for you to-"
"I'm not going to school today, remember? I'm leaving!" Alex told the old women, with perhaps more force than he intended. The olds women looked concerned. "My pokemon journey?"
His grandmother adjusted her blue nightgown and frowned. "Okay, okay... you can borrow my Fido to get to that... place... but you better hurry." she turned and walked out of the room, suddenly looking ever-so-old despite her tatooed on eyebrows and her modern hair-style.
Alex ran a hand through his yellow-straw hair and dragged on some clothes from his wardrobe. He shot himself a wary glance in the mirror, and ran a hand along his chin. As always, his brown eyes were narrowed into a frown. He turned, and followed his grandmother to the bustling kitchen. He devoured his toast, grabbed his bag, and waltzed out side. Ffty or so young tropiuses bounded about, flapping their tiny, leafy wings in an attempt to get off the ground. Sure enough, in the centre of all this chaos, his grandmother's boney old charizard, Fido, was waiting. The pokemon was at least sixty, but he was still as fit as a fiddle and more than ready for a trip to Barrel City.
Alex's gran watched from the door as they took off, Fido's face a pained grimace at the effort.
Alex swore she was crying.


A few hours later they arrived, outside The Bike. Alex dismounted and the old pokemon took off again, now lusting for his warm nest by the boiler and granny's tasty soup.
The farm-boy took one look at The Bike, and entered; the franticshippers met his unprepared ears, and Alex blinked. Well, this was new.

Ah, if only he knew what he was letting himself in for.
 
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