Barrel City Stories(INVITATIONAL)

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"I guess we've got the naming situation sorted out then..." Ashley said, beaming at the baby pok?mon once more. They were all so cute that their mere presence had completely wiped out the presence of the band from her mind, even though their last piece was just drawing to a dramatic finish, the fans screaming so loud that the conversation taking place between the three girls and their pok?mon was barely audible.

{Erm...yes...} Kula replied shyly to Beauhnin's question, casting another glance up at Ashley, just to make sure that the girl was there and ready to support her {Kula was finally released from the little world today and finally met the mama whom she loves so very much...} the Snorunt hugged Ashley again before turning back to the Feebas, slowly growing accustomed to the thought that, despite her strange way of speaking, the fish pok?mon wasn't really all that mean {Did Be-beah-beauh-} she struggled with the name {Be-auh-nin, come from a little world too?} she asked, her two light blue eyes focusing on the Feebas.

Suddenly, a loud crash caught Ashley's attention, one which went beyond even the most enthusiastic cheering. Looking up, she noticed the source of the commotion...the boy from before, who had apparently made an attempt at a quiet exit, seemed to have tripped over something, causing a table to imbalance and fall over, which of course created a huge racket, one which was not appreciated by the patrons...particularly not by the Franticshipper fans and a certain large, biker-like person who seemed to be staring at Alex in a downright murderous manner, the boy standing petrified with terror and looking very much like a rabbit in the headlights.

"Come on, Kula..." Ashley whispered quietly, holding the Snorunt particularly close to herself as she moved towards the scene, feeling a strong urge to help out this stranger in distress. He did seem like a nice boy, a lot nicer than the angry mob treathening him at least, and she really didn't want him to get hurt, even though she wasn't really all that sure about how she could possibly help the matter. Kula merely nodded, whimpering slightly at the sudden hostility of the crowd and holding onto her mother as tightly as her chubby little hands would allow her, holding her eyes towards Ashley's shirt so that she wouldn't have to see.
 
"What the?"Jinger heard the loud crash caused by Alex,the biker guy staring down on the poor boy.Clay could only sweatdrop and stand at one side.

"I have no idea who he is....no idea at all..."she turned away and looked elsewhere,humming to herself.

"Oooh,what a strange boy."Jinger followed after Ashley and Kula,the boy had an egg in his hands as well.

{Yap I did!!!All I could here were voiceses!!!Thank' it wuz these mommas talking!}Beauhin replied,smiling as Kula tried to pronouce her name.

{Kuuu-laaa}she repeated over and over again to get accustomed to the name.Then,giving the girl who held her another hug,before turning back to the Snorunt.

{Ehhh...I forget,what're our mommas' real names?}she asked,wondeirng what the name of her mother was.
 
"Oh come on..." Ashley whispered to Jinger at the girl's comment, "Cut the poor guy some slack. I bet he's just nervous with all these strangers about."

{Oh, Kula heard voices too!} the little Snorunt replied, peering up from Ashley's shirt and noting that her talking partner was moving more or less in the same pace and direction as she {Only, they were more like whisperings to her...but yes, they must have come from the mamas.} she beamed at Ashley again, continuing to hold onto the girl tightly as she was still very scared of all the noisy people around her, {Mama must have been telling little Kula to come out so she could hug her...} she added, now becoming slightly depressed {But the little world was so hard, Kula had to use so much cold to get out. Ohh...is mama angry with her?} the Snorunt suddenly exclaimed, looking up at Ashley again and whimpering a bit {Kula is sorry, mama!} she cried out, hugging the girl tightly and crying into her shirt, not that it mattered much considering how wet it already was, {She tried her best! Honest!}

Ashley quickly turned her full attention to Kula as the little Snorunt burst out in tears, hugging her even tighter and slowly rocking the ice type back and forth while whispering softly to her. "It's allright..." she whispered, stroking the Snorunt's head "I'm here, don't worry...everything is allright...no-one will hurt you..." the girl had no idea of why her pok?mon had suddenly become so uneasy, but she did her best to assure her nonetheless, and after a while, Kula did quiet down, her previous smile returning.

{Mama is so good to little Kula...} she said hoarsely, turning back to adress Beauhnin, tilting her head slightly at the Feebas' question {Real name?} she asked in confusion {Their our mamas. Isn't 'mama' mama's name?}
 
OOC: Aaack!
IC: It was late at the Bike. John finally arived, Ring curled up in his backpack. When he entered there was a scene of chaos. John noted the girl with a Feebas, the girl with an almost chibi Snorunt and also Clay was there. Ring woke up with all the noise.
{Huh?} she muttered.
"Hey, did you speak?" said John in awe.
Ring's voice had resounded in his head.
{Yes, I did,} said Ring.
"Woah," muttered John. He walked closer to the centre of the chaos.

Ring saw a bunch of other pokemon, namely a Snorunt, Seviper and Feebas.
{Do I really want to make friends?} she thought.
{YES!} came a voice from within her.
She decided to talk to the Snorunt.
{Hi,} she said telepathically, as her actual vocab was limited.

John looked around, then focused on the girl with a Snorunt.
"Did you get that from Clay?" he said, noticing that Clay was currnetly standing at the bar.
 
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Alex leapt to his feet and backed away, while the leather-clads gave him dirty looks. "I apologise! I'll buy you all new drinks, I promise!" he gabbled, but of course, his accent got in the way again. The bikers were in no mood to translate his foreign uttering, ("'Pologies! I'll buy y'all fresh b'vre'ges, Ah swear!"), picked up their table and righted it, before turning to the boy.
Inwardly, Alex was cursing. He was now due for a thrashing, and his plans of escape had been foiled! The girls were coming over now, peering at him while they clutched their newborns to their...chests... Alex gulped. This was all too much.
"Sorry!" he gulped again, but the bikers moved forward.
"What 'choo think you're doing, wrecking the place? Eh, boy?"
"Sorry!" his voice had fallen to a whisper. Apparently Alex wasn't too good in the face of danger.
 
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Gackness!I meant to make Clay say the.."I don't know who he is" part...-_-;;

And anyways,check your e-mail if you've time Titan.
No wait...CHECK YOUR E-MAIL DUDE!!!
Don't know what I had to go through to type it out kay?!XD

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"What?He's embarassing..."Jinger grunted at Ashley's statement.She,however,still decided to help the boy,was she getting soft again?What if she broke a nail or something?

{Yap,I was tryin' ta get out,hard it was..but then,I heard dis' voice tellin' me I could do it,so I did!}Beauhin told Kula,before noticing that the Snorunt had broken down crying.
{Oooh,no cry Kuuula,I don't thank' your Momma's angry..}Beauhin tried to calm the Snorunt,luckily,Ashley was doing a fine job as a 'mother' quickly hugging Kula and made her stop crying.

"Looks like you know how to do a good job as a mother I mean.."Jinger smiled weakly as Ashley cuddled against her baby Snorunt.

"Hey,uh...he didn't mean any harm,besides,what a little fun once in awhile no?I'LL pay for the drinks."Jinger went up and told the scary looking bikers,not intimidated by them one bit.She took out her wallet,noticing that a boy and his Ralts were asking Ashley something.
 
OOC: Lol, Charon! Does Alex have hormones or what? Geez...that boy's got a bit of a dirty mind to him, he does.. XD

And Yibber, I've checked my e-mail and I'll type up a response as soon as I find the time. ^^

IC:

"Thanks..." Ashley replied to Jinger's comment, smiling as she continued holding onto the Snorunt, "I do my best..."

Ashley had now had just about enough of simply watching the scene however, stepping forward to adress the biker without showing any kind of fear, despite the fact that the man in front of him was about a head talle than her. She just couldn't stand it...watching a grown boy quiver like that...and she certainly wasn't about to let anything violent happen with Kula about.

"Oh come on..." she said, frowning "Can't you see it was just an accident? Besides, he offered to pay you new drinks didn't he?" although the girl had no idea of whether she had translated Alex's heavily accented speech correctly she still did her best to maintain a confident voice, after all, arguments like this one tended to be won through confidence and determination rather than actual facts. "Can't we all just get along?" she flashed a quick smile to Jinger, noticing that the girl had stepped up for support as well.

"I'll talk to you later..." Ashley quickly mouthed to the boy who came to ask about her Snorunt before turning back towards the bikers. This really wasn't the right time for chatting up with complete strangers...

{Umm...hi.} Kula replied shyly to the Ralts' greeting, waving a bit at the psychic type, although she seemed to be too entranced by her mother's confident demeanor and projecting voice to really do much more talking, smiling at the girl instead. Oh, mama is so nice and brave... she thought for herself If only little Kula could be more like her....
 
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OOC: People are lurking. I see all.
 
{ooc| Oh shush. He grew up on a farm with his grandma and a barn full of tropius's for company, what can I say? xDDD Poor guys's probably having a heart attack at all these beauties surrounding him...}

The biker stared at the teenagers for a moment. He then batted his eyelids. "O-kay." he told Ashley, in a small voice, and smiled blankly. He then held out his hand while Alex pulled a few notes out of his pocket, and turned back to his friends. Alex stared at the girl in shock. Mainly because he hadn't seen a girl his age for half a year, and partly because he remembered gilrs being meek, pathetic little things that screamed when the wind blew.
"H-how...?" Alex gaped at her, not noticing the bar manager and several of his bouncers which stood a little bit behind Ashley. The manager had been staring at the biker menacingly - and the leather-clad moron had decided not to risk getting thrown out. Alex turned his attention to his egg, which was starting to shake. Alex held it out in front of him, his eyes narrowed. "Hmm..." he stared at the firey pattern expectantly.
He turned back to Ashley, smiling lop-sidedly. "Thanks for that. What's that?" he asked, pointing to the snorunt. He'd never seen one before.

{ooc| remember, he's still talking in his accent, I just can't be bothered to write it...
Oh, Pete, I'm just really slow at posting. I'm not lurking. xD}
 
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*sniffle*What Jinger tried to do means nothing...XD
And,like,I always lurk,tis' fun!^^

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The girl was still trying to catch on to Alex's accent,as he himself payed.She simply shrugged,it was better for her anyway,now she wouldn't lose any money.Then,the egg in the boy's hand started shaking,it was about to hatch!

"Hey!Your egg's hatching!!"she smiled.

{Hoot dang,Momma's got a lot of money!}Beauhin stared at the amount the girl had taken out from her wallet,before putting it back into for pocket.The Feebas then turned to the egg in Alex's arms.

{Hey!Its hatchin'!!}she squeaked in shock.
 
Ashley smiled as the situation dissipated, even though she quickly noted that it was partially thanks to the bar manager and the small group of burly, and less-than-friendly looking, bouncers standing just a short distance behind her. No doubt the knucklehead had realized that picking a fight in their presence wouldn't have been the smartest thing to do, and besides, it would probably have made him look like a pathetic bully, or worse, if he'd started fighting the two teenage girls too. A man could easily get sued for sexual harassment for far less...

"Oh, it's the miracle of persuasion..." the girl replied to Alex's question, giggling slightly as she noticed that the boy obviously considered this whole thing the doing of her and Jinger. "And you're quite welcome." She added, not really seeing such a pressing need to dispel the illusion either, watching with a measure of fascination as the egg in the boy's hands began trembling, although she looked up again as the boy asked her about Kula.

"Oh, this?" she asked, holding the Snorunt just a bit up so that she could face the boy, the ice type's light blue eyes looking him over "This is Kula, my little baby." she said, unable to resist giggling a bit again as she stroked the Snorunt's head, "She's a Snorunt..." she added, just in case the boy wasn't aware of the species "A cold climate pok?mon...can't for the life of me remember what they live on, though. Anyhow, I'm Ashley..." she extended her right hand to the boy, carefully balancing Kula against her hip with the left "And you are?" she cast a glance at the ever-trembling egg in the boy's hands, "Apparently about to get a pok?mon too." she concluded, smiling at the egg, "Congratulations."
 
OOC: I'm going out or something.

IC: John turned away from the girl and looked at the bikers. There was something abnormal about them.
"They're from Gear," he muttered.
{What's gear?} asked Ring, confused.
"The largest gang in the city, and I don't think those bikers were here by coincedence," replied John.
He turned to the boy from outside of the country. "Hey, your eggs hatching!" commented John.
{Egg?}
Ring wasn't as smart as she thought she was. But then again she was about a half-hour old.
 
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OOC: Okay, that was random. o_O Why pick a fight in the middle of a bar for no apparent reason?
 
OOC: I edited the post. It's different.
 
OOC: Okies, that sounds better. I mean, if he'd started a fight there then the bouncers would logically have thrown him out...which would probably have been followed by John getting blacklisted by the government and imprisoned, and methinks that wouldn't have been very bad for his personal development. XD Not to mention that most people probably wouldn't like a guy who just goes about attacking bikers for no apparent reason. Well, Keving might, but only if attacking bikers would benefit him somehow. ^^
 
OOC: And judging by Melissa's sign up, they would.
 
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Hiii Melissa! XD

Eh, looks like we got a bit carried away while you were gone. Well, happy reading and hope you aint' mad about it. ^^ But just in case...*Offers turnip of sorryness*

EDIT: Dang, she went offline again. Well, hope ya' post soon Melissa! ^^
 
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OOC: Hi Alter!!

Um... yeah. *dies* XD

What in the heck?!! Well, I guess fashionably late (again!) = me. Again. XD

Hooray! A bit of Zack lives in Alex's body!!! XD And yeah, Kevin would pick on bikers if there was something in it for him. But it would have to be a pretty big something. Kevin's not an idiot. >_<


Kevin
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Leaving was easy enough, with Evans' help, Kevin was soon on his way. With all of the comforts of home of course in his bag. His favorite cookies, his pillow that he could not live without, a couple pieces of his family's silverware for those times when only half-cleaned cookware was available, and a pile of money of course. It was good to rich.

In actuality, Kevin had no idea what he was getting himself into. He was so used to the good life, and never worrying about whether or not he would have enough food or money, that these thoughts never even entered his mind. He supposed that everything would be taken care of, but of course he was sorely mistaken.

He arrived at The Bike looking confident, and passing a group of several trainers as he went into the place. They all possessed new baby pokemon, and Kevin assumed they were some sort of commonfolk that were merely excited over their annoying pets. Kevin had never really had an interest in pokemon, though he didn't mind them. His mother always had a pet pokemon with her. Growlithe, Girafarig, a beautiful Ponyta she had raced for a few years before it pulled a tendon and had to be put down. She said it was no use to her because it couldn't race; Kevin hadn't cared, it was just a stupid pokemon anyway. Just a useless animal. What else could it have done? Looked pretty to her friends? Perhaps, but she had other pokemon and things she owned for that.

As Kevin approached the woman he assumed was in charge of this all, he gave her a confident smile and said in a loud voice, "You can all breathe easy now; Kevin Hale's here. Now, what is this proposition that I was given?"

"Not so loud please!" the woman hissed, "Come this way!" She beckoned him over to the eggs. There were a few left; for people who would never come even though they had been given the letters. Kevin blinked.

"What in the blazes is this? What are these eggs for?" he said gruffly, a nagging suspicion that these were pokemon eggs creeping up.

"You must pick one but quickly, I believe that I might be being watched," the woman said as she nervously glanced at a rather large and mean looking biker that had come in. Kevin raised an eyebrow at him.

Then he looked at the remaining eggs. They were an assortment of colors, and Kevin couldn't decide on which one. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to pick one.

"Hey look madam, I'm sorry but what is it exactly that I am about to embark upon?" he said impatiently, trying to sound a bit formal but not really caring.

"All of you are to help rid all of us from the gangs that plague the country! The others will explain; just pick an egg already!" she hissed again, looking as impatient as Kevin did.

Kevin put his hands on his hips, "How dare you speak to me that way! Do you even know who I am?!" The woman looked so angry about this, that she thrust a random egg into his arms and shoved him towards the others.

Clutching his black and rust colored egg awkwardly, Kevin walked up to the group of others with baby pokemon that had just hatched, and put his confident smile back on.

"It's all going to be alright my friends, I am here to lead you to victory. Surely you all know who I am?" he said smugly, still unsure about how to hold the warm egg and deciding that upright would do.
 
The egg continued to tremble, but whatever lay inside seemed content to remain inside, for now anyway. Alex squinted at it again, quite captivated by the dull red colour, and the brighter orange shades, that decorated the shell.
He finally turned back to Ashley. She was dressed, he noticed, rather like his little brother, except for the veil of blonde hair that cloaked her shoulders. "Nice to meet you Ashley, I'm Alex." He pronounced it 'Ah-lacks'. He then smiled at Jinger, who he had only just properly noticed. He looked her up and down, taking in the brown hair, t-shirt, skirt and- woah, legs. Alex looked up very quickly, and smiled sheepishly.
"Nice to meet you too, What's your name?"

Everyone seemed to be commenting on the state of his egg, so Alex gave everyone the thumbs up sign with his spare hand. Another boy was talking to him now, and Alex was beginning to feel overwhelmed. So much for sneaking away unmissed...

His egg gave another shake, and nearly rolled out of Alex's hands. Thankfully he managed to catch it before it crashed to the floor - though a tiny crack was now visible down one side. Alex jabbed at it with his finger tip, and a piece of shell fell away to reveal something orange... and scaley. A minute later, a fist had thrust it's way through the remaining shell (the pieces were now littering the ground, much to the manager's distaste), and a charmander's head poked through the hole she - Alex guessed it was female, by the size of it's eyelashes - had made, in a triumphant manner. Intead of being the standard red, though, she was a distinct shade of orange, and her scales glittered and twinkled in what Alex thought was a rather pretty manner.
 
"Nice to meet you too, Alex." Ashley replied, slowly beginning to feel that she could make some kind of sense out of the boy's accent. As the boy proceeded to greet Jinger, Ashley couldn't help noticing that his eyes seemed all too focused on her friend's legs. The girl rolled her eyes, letting out a small tutting sound as she continued stroking Kula. "Boys..." she muttered under her breath, her voice barely audible, one look at a pretty girl and their brains went out the window. And the way that Alex was looking...it was as if he hadn't seen a girl in ages. In all honesty the sight was rather pathetic...kind of reminded her of the times when she started entering puberty. Despite the fact that she dressed just as boyishly as before, Ashley's had certainly not failed to draw a longing stare or two from some of the more hormonally active boys of her own friend gang, and had certainly not appreciated the new way in which they started acting around her. Without the girl even intending to do so, a somewhat indignant expression crept its way onto her face, although it quickly dissapeared as she snapped back from her reveries at the sound of a cracking egg-shell. And sure enough, when she looked down at the egg in Alex's hands a small clawed hand soon burst open, quickly shattering the shell and bringing a Charmander into the light. Not just any Charmander though, but a strangely shiny one, its scales glistening beautifully in the light.

"Oh...it's so cute!" Ashley exclaimed, her previous unpleasant thoughts seemingly overridden by this sudden influx of cuteness in her vicinity as she beamed at the lizard pok?mon. "Congratulations, Alex." she said, smiling at the boy. (Come on, it wasn't his fault that he had hormones after all, was it?) "What name are you going to give her?"

Ashley's inqury and cooing was cut short by the door opening and one of the most dressed-up boys she had ever seen in her life entering the establishment with a bold stride. Everything in his appearance from his dark brown hair and deep blue eyes to his attire, which would undoubtedly have granted him entry to more or less any given restaurant in town, seemed to scream their testimonies of the boy's luxurious and pampered life, causing Ashley to feel strangely self-conscious of her own, rather worn, and considerably damp clothes.

The stranger pompously walked forth to Clay, declaring his name to her and demanding to know the reason for his summoning, quickly getting ushered into a side room so that she wouldn't expose every detail of the conversation too every given patron in 'The Bike'.

The boy soon returned out, carrying a rust coloured egg with him as he approached Ashley and the others, declaring himself their leader in the same pompous and arrogant voice he had applied earlier and asking if they knew who he was in a manner that suggested that the question, in his opinion, should have been a truly rhetorical one. And as a matter of fact, it kind of was.

"Kevin Haley." Ashley replied instantly, shrugging "You more or less declared it to everyone within a five-mile radius just now, so unless there are deaf people in this room I'm pretty sure that everyone knows who you are."

Ashley just couldn't help being cheeky with this boy, even though she knew that it wasn't very nice. It was just that...well, he was so darn full of himself. Honestly, did he think that having a rich daddy and snazzy clothes somehow made him better than others?
 
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