Pokemorph maker

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"Aak! Uh...Hi. That wasn't a real question, it was a joke." I said, smiling.
 
"I know."
I sat on Kiri's leg, staring at her...
 
"I'm looking at you! Who else?"
I smiled, and rubbed against her leg, contented...
 
I smiled. I looked up, the sun was setting, and stars were begginning to appear. I laid (sp?) back down, ans closed my eyes.
 
I had curled up around a nearby tree, depressed for no obvious reason. I was still a shadow, but a shadow that still had control. that alone separated me from every being on the palnet
 
The people in the arena saw the pokemon escape, so they decided it would be a good time to test their "expirement".

They brought out a very large reinforced steel case, and opened it, to reveal me standing there, in half morphed form.
"Project Sephiroth, a flygon, and an espeon have just escaped. You will find them and bring them back to us." One of them said.

"Alive, this time." He added.

And without thought, I leapt out of the cage, and began flying in pursuit of the escaped pokemon, I could feel their presence.
 
I raised my head, sensing the syther morph approaching. i looked at my friends. I never wanted them to know that I'm part groudon. I was going to try to stay Flygon as long as possible. I uncurled myself, then flapped up to battle.
 
I saw the flygon, and I almost began to have a thought, but then my mind was blank once again. Return them alive. I charged towards the flygon, and slashed at the air where I knew it would try to run, and gave it a gash across the wing, nothing too bad, but it would be sore for a few days.

I hovered in the air, waiting to sense it's next move.
 
I roared, and it was obvious that one peice of Flygon atomaty had been forgotten. Flygons had major arteries in thier wings, and the slash had frobably hit at least three. I colapsed, as I felt the blood pour from my wing.
 
I landed near the collapsed flygon, and was about to finish it when I remembered "Alive, this time." I bent down, and slowly willed the wound closed, he had still lost enough blood not to be a threat, but she would make a full recovery. I placed a homing beacon on him, and flew up, in search of the espeon, turning a bit more scyther than human, so it would be easer for me to sense the pokemon's presence.
 
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OOC: I'm a female....

IC: I opened my eyes. the playing dead had worked. I set my body on fire, insinarating the device, and flew up behind the Syther morph, and let loose a flamethrower.
 
Name:Scott Black
Age: 13
Gender:Male
Looks:Dark black jeans, long red trenchcoat with black stripes, Black and red T shirt.
Pokemorph: Half Houndoom,Half human
Personalties: loner, careless and when in houndoom form I begin to become very daring.
 
OOC: okay, good. I won't yell at you for double posting, but just so you know, there is an edit button

IC: I could sence trouble. I dove into the ground, and dug about a mile. if the scyther tried to follow, I had a big surprise waiting. like making him into a toast scyther.
 
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