Orange Islands 2: Murcott Revival

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Eve looked at Pichu and imatated what he did. Neko started to laugh too. "Sure..I could show you the house.." She said between giggles. "I just have to get my groceries first, then put them back in my house, then i'll be ready.." She took out her four Pokeballs and threw them in the air. Out came Kage, Zapper, and Lizardon. Zapper walked up to the laughing Pichu and started sniffing at it, curiously. "Zapper..Thats rude" She said, half glaring acusingly at the Raichu. His ears dropped as he sweatdropped and laughed nervously. Lizardon gave out a loud roar, stretching his wings. By the time she had sent them all out, Kaita had wheeled the cart full of brown paper bags of groceries, to Neko. She stayed behind the line that leaded to the outside though, for Neko haden't paid for the groceries yet and passing the line would set off all the noisy alarms. Neko walked up to Kaita "You guys stay out here, k?" Neko said casually to her Pokemon. "Kaita and I are gonna go pay for this now" She turned to Hyeko "I'll be right back, I just have to pay for these." She said as she ran off with Kaita to go get in line and pay for the groceries. "Hey, don't you have to pay for the newspaper too?" She called out to him, stepping in the line nearest to the exit where Hyeko stood.
 
Zerro said:
"Do you guys mind filling me in on my life?"

An odd look spread across Kev's face.

"Sorry...neither of us had ever met you before. You saved Fawn and her scyther but got knocked out in the process. When I heard the Pokemon's cry and some screams I ran to see if I could help. My pokemon and Fawn's scyther were able to fend off the creature, and then we called for help to get you to a hospital. I'm sorry I don't have any more information for you."

Kev took out a piece of paper and wrote down his name, address, cell phone number, and e-mail address. He folded up the paper and laid it down on the small table next to the bed.

"I must be on my way now, but if you have any more questions feel free to contact me."

He nodded at the stranger and turned to Fawn.

"If you're ready to go I can walk you out." He placed his cap back on his head and glanced at his watch...
 
The girl shrugs her shoulders up and down, worry still filling her eyes. Her gold-blong hair fell around her face, and she brushed it away when she got up. "I don't know. Perhpas it was a Pokemon you were after that happened to attack me, or you were just being good..." she lets out a small sigh. She turns to Kev.

"Sure, I've been gone way too long from my shop. My Yanma was supposed to be helping out with it, but its hard for him to handle humans," she gives a small, half-laugh as she walks towards the door. "I hope you're better," the girl says to the boy, still not knowing his name.
 
"I don't think I was after this pokemon. I'm ot registered as a trainer so, I'm not carring any pokemon with me." My head shifted towards Kev. "You wouldn't mind if I taged along, would you?" I head shifted back to Fawn. "I just think that maybe I'll remember somthing, or maybe someone will remember me."Then I peered down."But I understand if not."
 
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OOC: I think Blade was in his pokeball :\

BIC:

"Well..." started Kev, "I really don't think you're in the right state to leave here yet. When the doctor gives you the ok to head out, you can contact me and we can meet up. I just think you could use some more rest for now. We'll talk soon..."

Kev and Fawn both said goodbye to the stranger and turned for the door. Kev opened the door for Fawn and they left the room. He closed the door softly behind him and the two started the long walk down the hallway towards the lobby and exit.
 
At the forest's edge, Rey silently glanced about. Nothing seems too unusual yet. From the skies above, Dragonair swooped down to its trainer's side. Crooning softly, the dragon tilted its head inquisitively.

"No . . . nothing yet. What about you."

Dragonair seemed almost to smile as it allowed itself a melodic purr.

"A commotion back at the village?" Rey echoed. I suppose it's nothing I'd want to get involved in. After a thoughtful pause, the trainer turned toward his Pokemon. "Thanks. See you later."

Dragonair nodded before returning to the skies above.
 
OOC: Yea sorry I have no clue what I was thinking when I made that post.

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My head laied dormate on my pillow with my eyes peering up. Maybe I don't have anybody. Seems like the two people I was closest with were complete strangers. Maybe I was a loner, or maybe no one really liked me. I took in a deep breath then closed my eyes.
 
Maxius stepped on to the hot, burning, sand. Looking around the beach he saw fishers with buckets full of Magikarp, Marill bobbing around in the water, and all of the other attractions of the beach. Behind him in the vast blue ocean was the large looming figure of the S.S. Milotic. He took a small white and red pokeball from his belt and threw it in the air. It soared high above him and a giant bird emerged.

"What do you think, Pidgeot?" he asked, looking at it's sleek form proudly doing barrel rolls in the air. "Pidgeot" (I'm famished!) It replied, as it collapsed on the sand. Deciding that he too was hungry, he recalled his Pidgeot and headed towards a relatively big building that looked like the cafe.

OOC: :\ Sorry about the shortness, I was only allowed on for fifteen minutes and I used ten trying to get a general picture of what was going on.
 
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Kev and Fawn entered back into the lobby and paused.

"I have a feeling that this is far from over," stated Kev firmly. They hugged and then made their way for the exit. As they approached the glass doors they both saw a large group of reporters and cameramen waiting. "They know about this already?" thought Kev to himself. It was a fact that news spread fast on the island. The two burst through the doors and into the confusion that awaited. Denying to make any comments, Kev pushed his way through the crowd and approached the street. He stepped down off the sidewalk while being followed by the mass of media. He stuck his arm in the air to hail a cab and seconds later, a bright yellow taxi pulled up to where Kev stood. He opened the door, flung himself into the cab, and muttered "Creati-Works." Immediately the taxi sped off for Kev's shop, leaving Fawn, the stranger in the hospital, and the group of reporters behind...
 
Well I guess there's no reason to morn. What's done is done. A doctor walked in saying I could leave whenever I wanted. I got up out of bed, shaked the doc's hand, and made my way out of the door. Time to start over with a clean slate.
 
Fawn blushed during the hud, but said nothing. "C'mon out, Blade," she whispers to the Pokeball on the waist. It glows a steady red, then out bursts her Pokemon. She pauses, looking back at the haspital and braids her hair rather skillfully. She then turns to her loyal pal, smiling, her large brown eyes twinkling as she grinned.

"Let's go back to the shop..." she said as she made her way back home.
 
The reporters cramed to me as I walked out of the hospital. "Is it true theres a demon pokemon on the island?" One reporter yelled from the back as another asked. "Why is there no records of you exsiting?" The last question starteled me. "I'm very sorry, but I havnt a clue what happened." I reached in my pocket and pulled out a weird device. "I belive that this may answer some of my questions, I just got to get it unlocked first." I then shoved it back in my pocket and forced my way through the crowd. "Please no more, I've had a rough enough day as it is."
 
"Ah...Oh, I'm so sorry mister, I was busy!" she says as she enters the shop. A Bug Catcher was looking quite disgruntled as he stood there, the Yanma buzzing around him in a rather confused manner.

"Yes...Yes Yamma, you're done for today!" she says, going behind the desk. "Now what wa it you want? Oh, oh, a new net? Of course, of course..." she hands him a net, and he hands her the money in a rather angry attitude and leaves the store. She wipes her brow. "Not the nicest of fellows, is he?"
 
I continued walking down the road with the reporters not far behind. I reached back into my pocket and pulled out a wallet in which was no idification, except a big wad of cash, and five credit cards.Maybe if I can figure out who these are registered to, I can figure out who I am. I stoped in a sort of startlement. Or who I was.

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The seas darkened in the midst of no where. The faint growl of the dieing king of seas deepened, and at last it drew its final breath. A new king of sea's would be born.
 
OOC: Don't know why this is sooo dead...

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The taxi arrived at Creati-Works. Kev wearily got out of the cab and approached the entrance to his shop. He pulled a key from his pocket and unlocked the door, flipped the lights on, and walked inside. He walked around the counter and entered the back room where shelves were lined with all kinds of trainer accessories. Most of the items were broken and in need of fixing, while others had to be customized. Kev was mentally drained from the events of the morning, so pulled an easy project from the one shelf. Sitting down at his desk, Kev began working on a Great Ball...
 
Max emerged from the cafe ten minutes later, feeling quite satiated. He decided to look around a bit more, a whim against which his stomach was heavily protesting; all it wanted to do was lie down and sleep. With an effort, Max ignored this whim and forced his sweaty feet to lead him to the nearest hotel.

After what seemed like hours to his exhausted mucles, he looked across the street and saw a bug catcher's shop. Deciding that he always did want to catch a Scyther, and that bug pokemon would surely be extremely to find in this warm climate, he defied his stomach once more and turned to the shop.

In his eagerness to buy a Net Ball, he hardly registered the drastic change in his surroundings as he entered. He looked into the shopkeeper's face, it was easy to tell that she had recently suffered an emotional blow. Making his voice as mature as possible, he asked the shopkeeper for a Net Ball.

OC: Where is everyone? I've been off for a week and there's been only three posts.
 
OOC: Tis dead, scripter. I see no point in posting here anymore. :\
 
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occ: Hey sorry i didn?t post that long, i had something important to do. :(

"Oh, you are right..." he laughed. Hyeko went into the shop again and paid for the newspaper. As he came back he asked: "Ok, could you show me this house? If this house you were talking about is good, i invite you for a dinner, ok?" he smiled. Pichu jumped on his shoulders. {Hey, hey... Only for 30 minutes on this island and now inviting a girl for a dinner? Whoohooo...} Pichu laughed. Hyeko looked to Pichu. "What are you talking about? Somebody asked you for your opinion?" Hyeko pulled some sweets out of his poket and plugged them into Pichus mouth. {What the... mrmmbll...} "He he he, now you can talk..." He put Pichu in to his backpack. Pichu looked with his head out of it, just smiling and eating the sweets...
 
Kelly laughed too as they both walked into the store. She pulled the cart that Kaita was watching and pulled in into the nearest and shortest line. Eve jumped up and went inside Neko's backpack. A few minutes later, she came out wiht a bag of sweet Poketreats. She started munching on those. Neko laughed at her reaction and paid for the groceries. Hyeko did the same. Once they were done, they were outside, their groceries in bags, and Neko's in a cart.

Neko took out four dark blue and silver Pokeballs and threw them all into the air. In a second of white flashes, four Pokemon appeared in front of them. "I want you to help me carry the groceries back to the house" She said kindly. Her Pokemon all obeyed and took one bag each from her cart. Lizardon took many. She giggled and, once the cart was empty, turned to Hyeko "You don't mind if we stop at my soon to be empty apartment first do you?" She said, smiling.


OOC: Sorry if its powerplaying a bit but we just have to get a move on XD I can fix it if you want though X3
 
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