Region of The West: A Quest Across Ryko

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OOC: Yeah, I kind of figured you were. Would already have posted yesterday, but I accomplished way too little in way too much time, as usual...-.-

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"Oh, I don't know about that, Oliver-sama." Yikari commented, struggling hard not to laugh as he walked closer to study the pain-on corridor, "And at any rate, our dear Chrysso-sama certainly did a fine job." he added with a slight hint of reverence in his voice, experimentally tapping the wall, "The paint job was very well done."

The boy didn't continue though, seeing as how the others were apparently quite preoccupied with moving along, and merely shrugged as he followed them.

Hagure hadn't paid much heed to the incident, still focusing on Wilbur as he continued, {Game's up, Eustace!} he proclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at the Spoink, {An' I didn't say nuthin' about you owin' me anythin', I said you should owe up 'bout wat' you dun'! So owe up!}

Hiro, who had been extremely focused on ignoring the Haunter this far, let out a quiet groan at the statement, proceeding to walk ahead of Yikari so as to get even further from the annoying ghost pokémon. As they finally reached what looked like an actually inhabited room, Yikari's expression brightened further.

"Second time's the charm, right?" he asked no-one in particular as he stepped forward.

{Actually it's the thir-} Hiro began, but before he could continue, his trainer had already adressed the peculiar lab-coat man who was presumably proffessor Chrysso. The Houndoom cast a distasteful glance at the room, to his mind, the first criterion to measure another person's worth by was how he treated his den, and needless to say, this...Chrysso, certainly hadn't made a favourable impression on him.

"Chrysso-sama, I presume?" Yikari asked, bowing dramatically to the figure who was still standing with his back turned, seemingly completely absorbed in whatever he was doing.
 
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Feebas yeah..sorry for not posting as much Plushie. School work's getting more and more.^^;;
My teacher just dropped a huge Home Ec project on me which is like, due on Monday.;_;

Ic-

Ernis couldn't help but let out a slight laugh as Oliver banged into the painted wall, and one twitch as Cynthia's scream followed. He covered his mouth with one sleeve to soften the sound of the laugh and just to make sure he seemed polite. The blue-haired girl did seemed to be quite the jumpy type. He realised, that still, he had nothing to comment on, except for the empty hallway, metal machinese weren't counted. It all seemed so plain. His Pokemon seemed to think otherwise, Buu was tapping the realisticly painted wall out of interest.

However, things seemed to be looking up as the Coordinator noticed Oliver standing at one door, staring inside, like he was hesitating or something.

"Who's that? Professor Chrysso?"he asked loudly as he saw Yikari perform another one of those bows he did. The room he was occupying did seem to give the feeling of one, it was all untidy with notes and reference books of different sorts. There was this identical potted plant in the room, just like what he had seen when he entered the lab, which looked like it was the only form of decoration.

"Um...Excuse me?"Ernis coughed as he realised that the man had his back turned to them. Certainly dedicated to his work was one thing...being unhospitable to guests was an entirely different matter.
 
OOC: So that's how you spell the name Eustace! I've only ever heard that name, never read it. ^^


Cynthia
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As the group finally got to the room with the mysterious, well in Cynthia's opinion, Professor Chrysso, Cynthia shuddered. The things around the room were strange looking, and the girl couldn't help but feel as if she had walked into a mad scientist's laboratory as she peered around with her smoky eyes.

Wilbur was only getting angrier with Hagure, {I don't have anything to owe up to, you sack of gas! And my name is not Eucine, Christopher, OR Eustace! It's WILBUR!} The little pig's gray skin was flushed an angry red. Cynthia figured it was time to intervene.

"Ah! Wilbur... please stop shouting. We should be polite in Chrysso-sam-- ah, I mean Professor Chrysso's-- home," she said, blinking and wondering why she had almost used Yikari's name for the man. Luckily she had corrected herself, though it was still a bit embarrassing.

Wilbur became silent and figured that trying to explain his frustration would be useless. He told himself not to get so worked up over this Haunter, and that he would concentrate on what was in front of Cynthia, namely the odd Professor that still hadn't noticed them all standing in his room. What a weird guy.
 
I sit to late join I can catch I'm a fast reader if I can here is my form

Name: Dylan Peroko
Gender: Male
Age: 15

Apperence:
Dylan wears a thick raggy darkish green hat that has a black pokeball on it. Dylan has black hair when you can see it from not wearing his hat. Dylan has white skin with dark blue that shine when the sun is very bright. Dylan wears a white t-shirt with a thick green color over jacket that is like a t-shirt. His over jacket is also very worn and little old and has dis-clolred dpots on it a little. He also wear light blue shorts with deep pockets to hold his pokeballs in. His jeans lack a quality but they hold very good and have a nice color to it. Dylan wear thick black shoes that are flat and some green on it. His shoe laces are almost out but they are still holding. Dylan also wears thick green color gloves that are mint condition for they are very rare to Dylan.

Persinality: Dylan can be nice but he never likes stragers. He fight anyone that makes fun of him. Dylan favorite type of pokemon is grass. When Dylan meets people he is usally quiet to them for a while then he will start to talk to them and then get to know then better. He is self natural to all pokemon because he thinks they can be kinder than humans. Dylan loves to learn about pokemon he will stay up for hours reading about one pokemon learing about it then want s to catch one. He is on of those guys who whould rather learn about pokemon than hang with freinds at the mall. But Dylan is very atletic he loves to play baseball and run. Dylan has a great upper body for baseball his favorite postion is first base.

Pokemon:

Breloom " Spore" Male:
This pokemon was Dylans first pokemon. He cought Spore from a Shroomish. His first meet with this pokemon was when he encountered it in a forest Spore had been beging attacked by group of Pigey. He had chased the Pigey away with his book he had in hands. That Shroomish could never thank him so he had followed him where ever Dylan went. Dylan finally dicided to catch and begin his quest as a pokemon trainer. Shiroomish had evoled when battling a ferce Sandslash. The Sandslash had hurt Dylan in the leg. This had Angered Spore so he got enraged and evoloed in Breloom and deafeated the Sandslash.

Absol "Gear" Female:
Dylan encouter Absol as his second pokemon. This Absol had a thorne in his paw and was enraged and was attacking and destroying everything in came across. Unfortently Dylan and Spore came across it. The Absol tricky was smarter than a normal Absol but lacked power. It keep pounding Spore with attacks until Spore had used a sleep power and got it. Dylan had found out the probelm and stoped it. Then Absol had join Dylan's party Dylan had named her Gear like computer gear because she was very smart and witty.

Grovely "Vine" Male:
Dylan came across Grovely while it was battleing a group leader of its tribe. Sadly he was losing and bad he was all scared up not to mention his big long and wide scar down his face that would stay there for the rest of his life. After the battle they kicked him out of the tribe. Dylan wanted to help he felt bad for this pokemon. He had train the pokemon until it ready. Whiel train he notice that this pokemon was different than the other palyful ones. He was quite and ignore most people and pokemon and could get very angry. His baldes were longer than most Grovely and was taller than a normal. When he finally confronted him agian he won. But he decided if he needed help to win he should not keep his titile and wnet along with Dylan.



RPG Sample:

"Spore use dynamicpunch on that Absol now" I yelled with entese foucs. Spore rushed towreds the enraged Absol. Spores hand started to glow. But this Absol knew how to counter that. The female Absol use Razor Wind on the rock rock flew up blocking Spores way and his attack. "Darn I thought that would" I whisperd to myself. But as the rocks fell the Absol had disappered. "Becareful Spore it might still be here" I shouted". Then at the couner of my I eye I cough what looked like a white bush leaping towards Spore. "Look out Spore". To late Spore had been taking deadly hits from the Absol's slash attack. Spore had a slahed back and it had turned red. "Spore use stun spore now" Spore responded by letting out letting yellow powder from it spore on it soft head. But the Absol used Razor wind to counter it back to Spore. Spore was hit hard on the ground. The abosl was going for spore again. "Spore Mach punch" I yelled. Spore's hand glowed green and let out a hard punch witch hit the Absol. The Absol flew to the ground. "Now Spore sleep powered". Spore let out blue powered from it spore on its head. The Absol was now asleep. Dylan went up to Absol looked at his foot and smiled.

Is this ok if I not I can add more.
 
{ooc| I knew how to spell it becuase there's a boy in a Narnia book called Eustace xo I mean, I think I spent my entire childhood reading those books. My ones have no spine left, and as a result most of the pages are falling out. GODDARN. I'm gonna buy some new ones, though, so I can read them to my children, and my children's children... and so on.}

Amber smiled wryly at Yikari's words. "He's not Dr. Livingstone, y'know." she teased him. After all, Dr. Livingstone had got lost in the jungle, and then was found by an explorer to those famous words. They had hardly trekked through a jungle, nor were they world-reveered explorers. Still, you never knew. Someday.
She brushed herself down, straightened her tank top so it was coveing slightly more of her 'cleavage' (she can dream, right?) and put on her brightest smile.
"Hello, Dr Chrysso!" She added in reply.
Festival had been staring at Hagure anxiously. Even now, she was glaring fiercely at the ghost type from behind Amber's leg.
{Bleeergh....} she muttered bitterly, and pulled her tail around herself.

{ooc|
Cosmo: "You know, you can remove your false moustache now."
Wanda: "I'm not wearing a false moustache!"
Cosmo: "Riiiiiiiight."}
 
OOC: Erm...don't you think it's kind of late to sign up? I thought Plushie already closed the sign-ups.

Anyways,

IC:

"Dr. Who?" Yikari asked at Amber's remark with an expression of purest innocence on his face, "Never heard of the man." he turned his attention back to the proffessor, suddenly starting to grin for no apparent reason as he wondered how long it would take for him to notice them, if indeed this strange man had not noticed them already and simply chosen to ignore for now, one could never know after all.

{Now wat's wit' da temper, Wilhelm?} Hagure asked triumphantly, circling around the Spoink, {Hiding something, are ya? Owe up!}

Hiro merely continued to glare at the Haunter's actions in an irritated manner, the Houndoom's tail lashing back and forth in annoyance.

{You...are an idiot.} he finally remarked to ghost pokémon, offering no elaboration as he proceeded to observe proffessor Chrysso once more. He trusted that lab coat-wearing nutter about as far as he could throw him.

OOC: Well, it's edited and a bit longer. Pwhee...
 
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Yeah.. superd188, the sign-ups have been closed for a long while now. o.o

Sorry.

And I, too, have absolutely no idea who Dr. Livingstone is. I am un-informed. =O



IC:



Suddenly, a click resonated from whatever the professor held in his hand, and instantly the man turned around to face his guests, a triumphant smile on his face. It was then that one would realize just how big his glasses were, taking up about three-fourths of the man's face. That aside, he held out his hand to the nearest person, namely Yikari, revealing the fact that he held a remote control in his hand, like the kind for a television set, except this particular remote only had one little yellow button. He then waved it in front of the boy for a second to show it to him for some reason, but after a second or two he quickly withdrew his hand.

"Hah. I fixed it. Not very easy, you know." He said, his voice very raspy, as if he hadn't used it in a long while. Oliver, who hadn't seen fit to speak yet, suddenly became aware of the fact that the professor was completely towering over them all despite the fact that he was hunched over slightly.

"Ah, yes, and my name is in fact Chrysso. It's a silly name, isn't it? But I wouldn't trade it for any other." He continued, turning his back to his guests once more. He then proceeded to push one of the wooden tables towards the window, apparently to make room for something, although exactly what he was making room for, he did not verify. Once he had finished moving the table, he turned to face his audience once again.

"Now, you lot can just stay right where you are. I don't have any chairs around here if you're wondering about that. All that matters is that you all get to see what you came here to see, and I assure you all that you'll get to use it as well. It's a very wondrous thing, and I'd hate to keep it all to myself." Professor Chrysso said, all the while keeping his voice disturbingly soft and calm, although it was still quite raspy.
 
{ooc| Uneducated children!
Learn here
I guess british history doesn't really apply to you guys, but I think it's quite amusing.
Anyway.... I must admit, Howl's Moving Castle is a brilliant film. I think I enjoyed it even more than Spiritied Away!}

Amber blinked at this strange man. She found him rather hard to concentrate on, having a very quiet voice and all that, so she just smiled sweetly and sat herself down on the floor with her legs crossed.
The second she was down Festival flounced over and settled on her lap; the little vaporeon snatched every situation she could get to get close to her trainer. Amber petted her automatically, and Festival began to purr.

He sort of reminded Amber of a preying mantis - he was huge, and hunched, and those huge glasses made him look incredibly bug-eyed. Without realising what she was doing, Amber pulled Festival just a little bit closer; she didn't trust adults, especially not ones armed with crazy buttons.
"Wazzat for, sir?" she asked bluntly, not becuase she was trying to be rude, but because she was curious. Festival knew well enough that Amber didn't like to be kept in the dark; she liked to know every little detail right as it happened.
 
OOC: Hey! I knew who Livingstone was! Well, didn't remember that he was scottish, but still...*Grumbles* Are you trying to undermine my reputation of being a crude know-it-all? xD *Pokes new title* I just figured that Yikari wouldn't look at it as anything more than a funny phrase to use.

As for Moving Castle...it took you that long to figure it out? Uneducated child. xD Yeah, that one pwns, even though the original plot wasn't Miyazaki's. ^^

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"Nah, I've heard sillier names than that." Yikari replied to the proffessor's comment about his own name, "I'm afraid that's barely a three on the old silliness scale. But it's a good try nonetheless." the boy continued to grin in a friendly manner as proffesor Chrysso went on by explaining that there weren't any chairs available for them before he continued to elaborate on the little device in his hand. It was a surprisingly simple one, only one button though...and even though the button was a nice yellow colour, it was still dissapointingly small and there were certainly far more intriguing designs available in the weird contraption market, like the big red ones that said self-destruct on them. Yikari absent-mindedly stuck his hands into the pockets of his shorts, poor Chrysso-sama...he must have been really short on funds to settle for such a nondescript button.

"Yes, Chrysso-sama, what does your wondorous invention do?" he inquired in unison with Amber, continuing to watch the little remote control with curiosity, "Is it any good for curing grouchy tempers?" he gave a would-be discreet poke to Hiro as he said this, "That would surely be helpful."

{Don't even joke about such!} Hiro growled indignantly, {Why the mere suggestion that I would be used in some kind of experiment-}

"Oh relax, Hiro, I was only joking..." Yikari replied, letting out a good-natured chuckle.

{'Ey, proffesor-man!} Hagure called out, {Could tha' remote be used ta' make Wilhem 'ere owe up 'bout wat' e's dun'?! He won't owe up even though we all know he dunit'!}
 
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Aha! Now I am very well informed. Thank you, Charon. I neeeeed more information about the world. >D

By the way, love your new avvie, Alter. xD



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Oliver, finally getting over his throbbing nose, brought his hand down so he could fold his arms across his chest once more. His expression suggested he was still fuming over the painted wall incident, but nonetheless he remained silent, scowling at the remote control in Chrysso's hands as if it were irritating him beyond imagination.

As for the professor himself, he seemed to be grinning about something to himself, once Amber had asked him what the remote was for, and once Yikari had followed up with his own question.

"It isn't anything special, this remote. What it controls is an entirely different matter altogether." He replied, instantly pressing the single yellow button on the remote.

Before one could even blink, the floor began shaking slightly, which in turn caused many of the papers scattered across the tables to come tumbling to the floor, along with some of the broken Pokeballs and pens. Even the lone potted plant on the window sill was shaking slightly, threatening to fall to the floor and scatter dirt across the fallen paperwork. In moments, four floor tiles in the space where the table had been actually fell into some sort of secret compartment, although one could not see exactly where they fell, because this compartment happened to be pitch black, as if it were the lab's basement.

However, one did not have to stare into blackness for long, because within the span of a few more moments, a large, metallic white ray gun of some sort began to rise from the hole in the floor, slowly yet surely. The gun was very tall, as tall as the professor, although it wasn't much wider than the hole in the floor for obvious reasons. Like the other machines in the room, it was adorned with flashing lights of various colors, and it wasn't making much noise. It didn't seem to be supported by anything on the floor.. the base of the ray gun just kept going into the hole from which it had come. The gigantic thing didn't seem to be making any threatening movements towards anyone, but that did not take away from the fact that it was a tall, intimidating, metallic ray gun. A ray gun that was loaded, no doubt, with God knows what.

"Why does it have to be pointed at me..?" Oliver squeaked, staring in awe at the invention that had sprouted from the floor in front of him. And indeed, the thing was pointed directly at him, although the Espeon near his feet would probably die before that ray gun got anywhere near his Trainer.

"Isn't it breath-taking?" Professor Chrysso exclaimed, his eyes glazed over with pride. He clasped his hands together to keep them from shaking with anxiety. "It is my life's work! It is awe-inspiring! And it is ready for use!" The Professor concluded, a maniacal grin spreading across his features.
 
OOC: *raises hand* Ooh! I knew who Dr. Livingstone was! I may not be a crude, know-it-all person, but I do know that! They made a joke about Dr. Livingstone on Darkwing once. *smile* And other movies/cartoons/shows that I've seen have mentioned it too.

Teehee, I like Chrysso, he's fun to read. ^-^


Cynthia
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"Uh...," Cynthia mumbled, as Professor Chrysso began to speak. She was nervous, and she wasn't sure what the man was planning or about to do. The first part of the place was so creepy, and the machines in this room spooked her out, her eyes wide as she peered around at them.

As Yikari and Amber both made their presences known, Cynthia felt like it was her turn, but she couldn't get her mouth to form any audible words. She was like a faucet that had yet to be hooked up to the pipes. She settled for another squeak, and continued to remain silent.

Wilbur was trying his hardest to ignore Hagure, but the ghost type was really bugging him. Wilbur was a kind pokemon, but he was short on patience, and really short on patience when it came to this particular pokemon. He just sat there snorting and grunting into Cynthia's arms, which were once again holding him quite tightly.

When the professor activated his remote-like object, and the room began to shake, Cynthia let out another squeal, a much louder one that was very close to a scream. She wasn't any calmer as she saw the large ray-gun that appeared from below. What was THAT for? Was he going to melt them? Was it a giant water gun that was to spray them with spurts of water? Soak them? Kill them?! Why didn't anyone else seem upset?! She glanced at Oliver, who had made a good point, it was pointed at him. Cynthia didn't know what she would have done had it been pointed at her... something out of fear and probably really embarrassing.

She moved herself behind the others, hoping no one had noticed her scream.
 
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Yey! Thankies for extra history, Charon!^^

Ic-

Ernis intinctivly straightened his posture as the Professor turned to face them, he was rather tall. Those pair of glasses he wore were unusually large, they creeped the boy out for a moment or so. He just needed to get used to them, that was all. Chrysso proceeded to talk in this unpleasant sounding voice, sounded as if he rarely used it.

The Coordinator wanted to speak up, to complain about the clutter on the Professor's desk and his poor decoration skills. Though, it seemd like he would have to save it for later. "What...?!"Ernis immediately let out a surprised cry, looking to the floor as it started vibrating. Well... atleast he hadn't screamed, like Cynthia. He didn't blame her however, this was all happening too fast, and in such odd ways. If the youth knew any better, he would have run off long ago, like say...when that man ran out of the lab proclaiming his freedom.

It was the appearance of this gigantic ray gun that made the boy consider that opinion even more. Oliver seemed more shooken than the rest, since that 'thing' was pointed directly at him.

"Yo-You aren't going t-to start that thing up, are you??"his lip quivered a bit, quickly falling to the back of the group along with Cynthia.

{Ooh!!!!! Shiny!!!!!}Buu's eyes didn't have enough time to widen, she was too busy squealing like a loon, resisting the urge to run over and hug the ray gun. Ernis' training hadn't been for nil anyway. Instead, she maintained her position next to her trainer, taking deep breaths a few times before proceeding to enjoy the gun from afar, bright colors and all.
 
OOC: Like woah, this RP was just knocked down to the second page. o.o That's not good, not good at all. Will have to remedy that right away. Oh, and thanks on the comment on my new avvie, Plushie. Bill looks so funny when he's morphed, and it fit my new user title nicely so how could I resist? xD

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Unlike the others, Yikari watched the ascending ray gun in fascination rather than concern and Hagure taking a brief pause from tormenting Wilbur to stare at it with him, the two of them wearing disturbingly similar mischievous grins on their faces as they both began picturing what glorious kind of fun they could have with such a device.

{Get a grip, boy!} Hiro growled, glaring suspiciously at the ray gun, the Houndoom's back arched and his teeth barred, {I knew this was a trap!}

The boy was too preoccupied with the ray gun to pay attention to his pokémon's words however;

"Indeed it is, Chrysso-sama." he replied, "But what does it do?"
 
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Tee hee, the internet ish fixed! ^-^ This is a very good thing, indeed.



IC:



Professor Chrysso was apparently able to ignore both Cynthia's scream and Buu's squeals completely, still smiling as he turned to Ernis, the first to muster up an actual question. The professor didn't say anything at first, he just made his grin ever wider, claping his hands together once more.

"Why, indeed I am, good sir. What would be the point of showing it to you if I didn't start it up, I ask?" He said. He looked so happy, it was as if he were going to break out in joyful dance at any second. The man didn't do that, however, instead turning to Yikari as he posed another question. At this point the professor's happy expression dimmed down a bit, becoming a bit more serious as he readied himself for an answer.

"I have yet to call this invention by any name.. and this is because I have yet to come up with a name that is original, yet special enough to be the name of this spectacular machine. And this is because of its function, which you would particularly like to know. And so I tell you this, dear boy; this ray gun, when fired at certain objects, will.." The Professor trailed off for a moment, as if he couldn't find the right words to explain his reasoning. "Well, let's use a Pokemon as an example. If you were to fire this ray gun at a Pokemon, that individual Pokemon would be buffed up and ultimately enhanced to its absolute maximum level of power and ability! Yes, that Pokemon would never have to go through any training ever again, for it will have reached its peak in power!"

The Professor's eyes seemed to be shining at this point, and his grin had returned. "Now how'd like to try it out first?" He paused for a moment, but he did not let anyone give an answer.

"You there!" Chrysso paused to point a finger at a still stunned Oliver. "The ray gun is already pointed at your Espeon. Would you like to--"

"No!" The redhead did not let him finish. In moments he had scooped Piro up into his arms, holding the startled Psychic-type in both arms, as if protecting him. "You're not doing anything to Piro! Not until I see for my own eyes that it does no harm!" He hissed, his eyes burning with distrust, mixed with earlier hatred from banging into that wall.
 
Ernis raised an eyebrow as the Professor explained that his machine was able to... make a pokemon ultimately strong? The boy's eyes widdened, a smile forming on his lips at the prospect of this new power, which was just the click of a button away.

"Still..."the Coordinator glanced at the three Pokemon beside him, wondering if he would actually let this Chrysso guy fire a ray gun at one of them. They were the only 'friends' he had, after all.

Scratching his chin, the boy began to have second thoughts on this...

"Professor, are you absolutely certain that this...unnamed invention is safe?"Ernis asked the man while lifting the sleeping Remoraid off Buu's shoulder.

Was he really going to do this? To his first pokemon? To his first friend? The one he named Rew? To the one who always slept? To the one who always seemed to have his mind only on when his next nap was going to be?

"I don't think Rew'll mind."the boy held out the stirring fish to the tall Professor. "-But... only if you're sure that this isn't going to hurt him in anyway!"the boy added, pulling the Remoraid close to himself. Despite the sureness present in his voice the statement before, the Coordinator was still feeling doubtful. How was Rew going to participate in Smart Contests if the audience could see muscle instead of appeal? Perhaps he could try out for the Strength segment... No! No! That had nothing to do with the current situation. He had already agreed, right? Was he willing to go through with this. Ernis frowned and hesitated, this was one of the times when the fact that he could feel something called 'guilt' was really irritating.

The water type in his hands, who knew nil of what was happening could only blink his eyes and yawn.
{G'eh?}

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*gasps* Is Ernis really going to do it?? o.o
 
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OOC: Fuu... well that hacker/April Fool's thing last night was annoyng beyond all reason. XD And I sincerely hope that mod forum that temporarily opened was fake... uh... because it was kinda scary. o____o


Cynthia
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A ray gun that made pokemon powerful? That... didn't sound right. No no, not right at all. Cynthia's brow furrowed in a very uncharacteristic way. She didn't like anything that seemed evil and dishonest; and while this ray gun wasn't 'evil' persay, it sure did sound like something an evil person would use. Why not just pump them full of hormones? It would have the same effect; a quick fix. The power gained but not the right to use it. She tightened her grip on Wilbur, thinking that there was no way she was going to let him or Tic-Tac get zapped by that thing.

She frowned at Ernis as he volunteered his pokemon first, and she looked over to Yikari, wondering if he would want to try it too. He had seemed rather interested in the gun, but zapping your pokemon to make it stronger? She spoke up, "Are you going to try it too, Mr. Arikawa?" For once her voice didn't faulter when speaking, which was usually the case when evil was concerned.
 
Yikari blinked at Cynthia's question, briefly managing to tear his attention away from the ray gun and all of the other happenings around him.

"Do you mean to ask..." he began slowly, his voice conveying no emotion whatsoever, "If I would like my pokémon to attain power nearly unparallelled by anything else in the known world and use them to conquer and enslave the entire world?" his expression and voice grew more and more manical and, to put it bluntly, evil as he continued to speak, until at last he bore a very uncharacteristically fierce and dangerous expression on his face.

"Nope, not really my thing." the boy concluded cheerfuly, putting on one of his most innocent smiles, "The real fun in being a trainer is in the journey and the growth of the pokémon themselves..." he added in a more serious tone of voice, "Someone whom I respect very much always told me that. And besides..." he added, "Could you imagine how bossy Hiro-kun here would become if he had that kind of power?" Yikari gave the Houndoom a playful pat on the head, chuckling good-naturedly, "No worries Cynthie-chan, that machine would make a nice backyard ornament but I'm not going to use it."
 
{ooc| Hacker/April's Fools? Do tell!}

Amber pulled Festival tighter again. In her eyes, the little vaporeon was already perfect in every way. If she grew, well, her whole anture might change. She might become indepent, or argumentitive, or... Amber didn't really want to think about it. She rather liked having Festival around; the vaporeon was completely dependent on her, she actually needed Amber. It was a strangely nice feeling, to be wanted so badly by someone - even if it was a pokemon.

Amber glared back at Doctor Crysso. "I believe we were promised adventure, right? Danger? Excitement? Exploration of an unchartered region? I don't think there were any creepy rays invovled in the trip's description." Finally, she turned to Enris, almsot scornfully.
"And don't you even think about it, Enris. Things like that are just terrible." she climbed to her feet, brushing her knees down and adjusting her cowboy hat. "Really now." she tutted.
 
OOC: Ah, well, you see I came on PC at about I think it was 8, 8:30 or so... and it was all funny-looking and black. I think there's a picture somewhere. *looks for a pic* Ah here: *image removed*.

So everyone was like freaking out and posting about it in the Feedback and Questions forum (including me!). Then this user named Todoroki comes on and says he hacked PC and he's gonna ban everyone who flames him blah blah blah. So he 'banned' Kylie and Lily, and some others too I think.

As this was going on, there was a "March Mod Forum" open for all to see (including me again!), and it was full of some semi-scary powertrippy threads about things like banning newbies, taking away signature capabilities for non-staff, and other stuff.

None of us could figure out if it was planned, or real. I still don't think I know. XD

Then the layout changed and the banner at the top said "Todoroki's Community". It was lame. =P That's around the time I got tired and skipped off to go to bed. I think it was fixed around midnight (in US) or something.

Some of the staff says it was all a joke, and others say the hack was real. Eh, it was funny to watch though. ^^


Cynthia
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As Yikari answered her question, Cynthia thought for a moment that the boy was serious about his clarification of taking over the world. She then realized that he had been joking again, as he reassured her that he had no desire to use the gun. She sighed. Well, at least someone had the right idea.

"Ah, uh, good. For a moment I thought that... no, I didn't think you would want to use it," she said, her usual timid demeanor coming back. She was glad to see that Amber felt the same way, and gave the girl an approving nod when she spoke to Ernis.

Wilbur squirmed a little, {Aww, come on Cynthia! I'm not gonna jump into the gun's path, just loosen your grip a little.}

"Oh... sorry Wilbur, you know how I get," she said the little pig, loosening her hold on him.
 
OOC:

Ah, I came on when the banner said 'Todoroki's Community'. I just thought it was some new default layout and ignored it completely, then posted over here. xD

Yes, I am that oblivious.



IC:



Professor Chrysso folded his arms, taking in everyone's comments. The man was frowning slightly, but he seemed more frustrated than truly angry. He waited for a pause in the conversation to continue speaking.

"Ah, I see you all fear for your Pokemon's safety, or otherwise do not wish for the benefits of this invention." The Professor commented, flicking his gaze between all of his guests. "Well, I'll just have to give you a visual of sorts. Prove to you all that it is perfectly safe, and fully functional. You will be amazed!" He exclaimed, his wild hair shifting as he nodded firmly.

The Professor unfolded his arms, then took a few moments to walk over to his ray gun. He pointed his single-buttoned remote control at the invention, then pushed the one yellow button. The ray gun immediately began to turn away from Oliver, slowly but surely turning to face the room's only window within the span of several long moments. However, the whole thing didn't make a sound the whole time, a fact which Oliver found a bit strange.

The redhead didn't want to ask, though, the professor seemed crazy enough as it was. He would probably just give him some nonsensical answer. And so he waited, watching the ray gun turn towards the window suspiciously, still holding Piro in his arms. The Espeon said nothing as well, but God knows what he was thinking.

"I will now fire this ray gun at my own potted plant which you all see on that window sill over there." Professor Chrysso exclaimed, pausing to point a finger at the lonely, leafy potted plant that was indeed still on the window sill. "It will have mostly the same effects on the plant as it does on Pokemon, and so when I am finished, that little plant will be taller than the ceiling and wider than the window! It will have been buffed up, you see! It doesn't make Pokemon grow that much when they are buffed, just plants. But still, I shall prove to you all that this works!"

And with that last, confident exclamation, Professor Chrysso pressed the yellow button on his remote control once more. Instantly, the ray gun began to shake, and make noise for the first time since its appearance. Yes, the thing began to beep every few moments. And to make matters more annoying, the little 'beep' sound got louder and louder every time.

Professor Chrysso, instead of clapping in anxiety, was now blinking in confusion. "Odd. This has never happened before!" The Professor exclaimed, scratching his head in frustration. However, as soon as he had finished saying that, the ray gun began to shake more violently, and the annoying beeping was growing ever louder.

Before anyone could say anything, the Professor's eyes widened, and he made another exclamation. "Everybody RUN! It's gonna blow!" The Professor yelled, dropping his remote control and turning away from the ray gun to run towards the hallway.

"What the--!? It's gonna blow up!? You get back here!" Oliver shouted, a vein appearing on his forehead. Without dropping his Espeon, Oliver quickly gave chase, disappearing into the hallway with Professor Chrysso.
 
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