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Jolta managed to push herself to her feet. She stood there for a moment, trying to rethink about everything that had happened. She had the collar put on, she was forced to attack the morphs, Bob had her sword- Bob... Jolta's lips curled into a firesome growl as she ran out of the protection of the blizzard.

Bob was trying to get his minions to go into the blizzard. When they saw Jolta without her collar on the dropped their weapons and ran. Only Bob remained. He held her sword. "No, now, Jolta, you were never able to kill me before. What make you think you can now?" He asked, a smug smirk playing on his lips.

His only responce was having electricity thrown at him. The first two he managed to dodge, but the last on hit him on the shoulder. Bob held his limp left arm, glaring at Jolta. Everything seemed to freeze.
 
Though he did not smile, Rine allowed the harshness to fade from his features as the Wobbuffet morph grew excited. Then, returning his attention to the present, the male slightly lessened the blizzard as Jolta exited it. His eyes narrowed. Bob is right here . . . And I can already almost taste his blood.

The blizzard vanished, reforming to circle about both Bob and the morphs. Making an opening in the blizzard, Rine turned to Anna. "This is your chance to save the Raichu morph. Your powers may not be the same as some, but use what you have." Then, shifting his scarlet gaze to Bob, he spoke to Jolta. "Both of us have a vendetta against this guy, but fighting each other would be useless." The Sneasel morph bared his fangs with anticipation. "So, how about a little blizzard cage match?"
 
Casey awoke up to a raging headache. He got up and pressed on trying to find someone, anyone for that matter. He was beginning to lose consiousness again but kept walking.
 

Anna
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I nodded, listening closley to what the Sneasel morph said to me. After all, I believed that he had perhaps had a bit more experience in the area of fighting. I was better at being stealthy and hiding and being happy.

"Um, right, so lemme think wobba," I said, thinking to myself. What could I do that could help? I could make small things float, I could temproarily freeze things, but that was just that one time with Ria... I could manipulate small and very dumb pokemon, and I could use Mirror Coat to protect myself from being hit hard. Hmm... I looked around and noticed that there was still a lot of snow on the ground around us.

"Ooh! I've got it!" I expressed happily, clapping my hands together.

I stared a bit at the ground, but since this was the only thing I really knew how to do well, I didn't need to concentrate that hard. Soon I had several large balls of snow rolling around in the air, and I looked hard at Bob as I sent them flying at him.

"Not to easy to see what's going on when snow is in your face huh?" I said excitedly, the snowballs hitting him in the face. A few missed as he dodged out of the way a bit, but the first couple hit him dead on and temporarily blinded him.

He pawed at his face, trying to wipe the snow off, and I remained calm, knowing that I had at least given the others a window of opportunity.

I jumped a bit though as soon as I heard a voice from behind me again. One that sounded like Ria.
 
Jolta wasn't going to let anything or anyone distract her now. She ignored the others, analyzing the situation. Snow was made out of water, and water and electricity didn't mix all too well. A cruel smirk appeared on her lips.

"Blaze, Flamthrower."

Bob was showered in flames, and was now burned as well as dripping wet. Jolta charged up, electricity leaping off her body. "Thunderbolt," she said smugly, thrusting her arms forward. A beam of lightning shot from them. Bob put his arms up in attempt to block her attack...
 
OOC: I've just read through the posts and I think it's too early to kill of this big a bad guy yet.

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Swoop Berne heard the mental command of the 'master', courtesy of the helmet latched on to him along with the rest of the armor he had been given recently. Berne gritted his teeth, knowing that pain would soon follow if he didn't do as he was told. Against his will, Berne swooped down between the morph and the human, his armor deflecting the jolt of electricity.

Bob regained his composure with a smug smirk "Do you honestly think I went into this unprepared Jolta? This is Berne, the latest product of our weapons department. He will be teaching you a lesson in humility. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got bussiness to attend to."

Maim them. sounded the command in Berne's mind Just make sure to leave enough for med-lab to revive. Bob signaled for a nearby helicopter to pick him up, leaving Berne behind to do his dirty work.
 
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[OOC: Alright. It should add interest to the story.]

Seeing a helicopter approach, Rine increased the power of the blizzard in an attempt to repel it. However, at his current energy level, the helicopter was too high to be struck by any of his ice pillars. Tch. I should have expected this. The Pokemorph's clawed hands stiffened. It seems the chance I wanted--the day I awaited--has not yet arrived. A fanged smirk passed over Rine's face. But, I can wait.
 
Casey pretty much stranded alone with no one to talk to and lost, started thinking of bad thoughts. "No one is going to rescue me...no one's going to help me...i'm powerless." Then a flashback of terror was injected into his brain making remember the suffering of his brothers, sister's and the rest of his family. The Cipher Agents were hunting down Pokemorph's when he was a kid and they had barged into their house killing the babies, torturing the women, and putting the men into work camps. Fortunately, Casey was small enough to hide in a box where no on looked and from that day on he was on his own ecountering dangers far worse than this stupid camp. Casey punched the ground and with this sudden rage filled up in him it renergized his strength. Casey was on fire.
 
From within the helicopter, which had quickly moved to a relatively safe distance, Bob observed the situation through a camera in Berne's helmet. What are you waiting for? he asked, noticing Berne's hesitation Attack!, he sent along a short jolt of pain to emphasize the urgency of his command.

Briefly, the pain overwhelmed Berne's senses causing him to falter. Berne straightened up with a refurbished hatred for his 'master'. The soldiers weren't of any help in this matter, he would have to face the three morphs and the Growlithe alone. The way Berne saw it, it was a no-win situation: If he won, something that the added protection of his armor might make possible, he'd have to get back to serving Bob, if he lost the morphs would most likely kill him for interfering. Another, much firmer, shock of pain coursed through Berne's body, disrupting any thought. Guided by his predatorial instincts he leapt backwards, rebounding from a nearby tree and charging at the Sneasel morph at full speed.
 
Seeing the armored morph charge him, Rine lowered himself into a crouch. Then, as his opponent drew near, the morph sprang upward and over the morph, slashing his claws at the area connecting his wings to his back--a place at which there would logically be a gap in armor. Landing, he swiftly spun about and placed a hand on the Pidgeot morph's back, extending an thick icicle from his palm. Then, immediately following the attack, he sprang back and away, leaving the ice with the armored morph and withdrawing his claws. He's fast, but that's to be expected from a Pidgeot morph. Rine's crimson eyes narrowed. I'll just hope I'm faster.
 
OOC: If it seems a little weird yeh I changed my name, I am former Goken.

Casey found a small facility, well it seemed small from the look on the outside. There were lasers going in random directions, it seemed impossible to tell where they would go. Casey took out his headphones from his pocket and played a song. It was europeanish. He went under, over and every position possible to get to the other side. He made it and ran down to see what they were trying to protect. He opened a big metal door that had bolts rusted and creaked. He could see Pokemorph's in tube's like they would put aliens in. He stood around in awe.
 
Ria growled, watching pokemorphs attacking each other. Though she wanted to help Anna, her Master disagreed. So, she attacked. Ria pounced on Anna, her eyes on Bob. He glanced at her, sending a his thoughts.

Lisa, after you finish her off, get that Jolteon morph away from me! Ria jumped off Anna, her heart pounding. Her tail began to twitch, a bolt of thunder shooting strait out at Anna. Ria stood there, her eyes linked with Bobs.

"Anna!" She called, her face ever so worried. Ria's collar sent a shocking surprise to her, and she stopped, and went back into battle.

"Jolta. Step away from the Master, and you won't be hurt," Ria growled, glaring at Jolta, Bob right behind Ria. "Now, and you won't have to worry about licking your wounds after I beat you."


OCC:

Anouncer: And welcome to the fight of the year! In the ring we have Jolta and Ria. These two pokemorphs are well challanged. Who will win? So... Get ready to fight!

Crowd: Yea!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Sorry about that. I thought it would be funny with an anouncer, and a crowd cheering and stuff. But not in the RPG though..
 
OOC: Like my old avatar said: "Place your bets now" ^_^

The sharp pain, combined with the sudden chill on his back, snapped Berne back into focus, pulling out the icicle without as much as flinching he considered the situation. The morph was fast, the first to evade one of Berne's charges, and those claws were awfully sharp. Could he use it to his advantage? Maybe he thought Just maybe.... Gathering his strength Berne cried out: "The helmet! Attack the helmet!" earning a mind-numbing shock from Bob that sent him back into a mindless battle frenzy. Employing a new tactic Berne kicked up a powerful gust of wind that knocked his opponent of his feet, slamming him against a nearby rock while simultaneously covering the battlefield with a blinding cloud of dust and debris. Berne seized on the opportunity, flying upwards until he reached a sufficient altitude, at which point he elegantly spun around in mid-air, aiming a sharp kick from his taloned foot onto his foe's face as he dived downwards, his keen eyes unbothered by the obscuring cloud.
 
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OOC: I'd better not place my bet, seeing as I usually lose in those things. =P


Anna
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"Ria!" I said happily as I turned to see her. I had completely forgotten that Ria was under the control of Bob. Well, that amnesia didn't last too long considering the next thing I knew Ria had leaped onto me and I felt as if something was punching every part of my body.

"R-Ria!" I grunted trying to decide what to do. But how could I fight Ria? She was my friend and I didn't want to hurt her. Besides, what was I going to do?! I closed my slit-like eyes and hoped something would just happen.

But then I felt an odd sensation of crackling air around me, and then a horrible jolting pain went through my body, sending an awful shockwave through me.

I felt Ria get off of me, though I was twitching a bit from the electricity, and I thought I had heard her call my name. I opened my eyes and saw her threatening Jolta.

'No!' I thought to myself, 'Ria stop...!'

I tried to get up and failed. My body was too twitchy and wasn't responding. I saw the Sneasel morph and the Pidgeot morph in a tussle of their own, and I tried once more to get up. If Ria hurt Jolta or killed her, then the strongest of us would already be down. I may be afraid of Jolta, but that didn't mean I wouldn't stick up for her a bit. That, I would do for anyone.

"R-Ria! I'm sorry wobba...," my voice trembled as I spoke as loud as I could convince my throat to do.

Then my body glowed a with a light red outline and I ran forward like I had planned to with the gate we both had tried to escape. I knocked hard into the side of Ria, she recieving the full blow of my crash, but me recieving little pain with my Mirror Coat on. I had aimed for her to crash into the large tree near us, but I missed a bit, and she fell instead onto the ground.

'Darn!' I cursed to myself, I had wanted to knock her out. At least then we could have attempted to get her collar off.

"Ria! Get up and defend your Master! I will not tolerate such weakness against a pathetic attack like that!" Bob called to the raichu morph, glaring at the both of us.
 
"Ria! Get up and defend your Master! I will not tolerate such weakness against a pathetic attack like that!" Bob called to me, glaring at Anna and my self. I groaned, pulling my self up, and running to Bob.

"Your word, is my .. comand," I said, panting deaply.

"Good. Now hurry up!" Bob yelled at me. I sighed. I would be out fast at this rate! My legs stood taller, and my arm spread apart, as I looked into Anna's eye. Sorry. I don't want to hurt Jolta or you, but as long as, I jerked my head toward bob, He controls me, I can't doing anything to help you. Move, or ... well, you know what I have to do. And with that, I jumped up, shocking Jolta, Anna, and other pokemorphs on my way down.

"Go. Or else," I muttered. Though my voice was weak and tired, it was full of threat, and hatered I did not know of.
 
Name: Jake

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Pokemon's DNA you have: Pichu

Personality: Very nice, a flirt, and loves to play with Pokemon...

Discription: Medium height, has very pale yellow skin, a small, yellow and black lightning-bolt shaped tail, two pink circles on each cheeck. A Black T-Shirt, Black Jeans, and a Magnet under a black Bandanna.

History: Found in a basket as a child, Jake was trained to do hard labor since childhood, he rebels against them, wanting to kill them, and he always trained ever since he found a spare Magnet one day lifting heavy boxes, he then ran away using his amplified powers from the Magnet. He nows journeys to find what he has lost, his parents....

Other: Items: Magnet, Potion x7

RP sample: I looked upon the horizon, staring into the sunset, the luscious forest wind seeping through his nostrils, "Hm, it sure is beautiful today," I said, I took a deep breath, "nothing like a beautiful sunset to finish a beautiful day"

Then, a yell was heard.

"THERE HE IS!! GET Him!! The Runaway!" it was one of the men who my owner worked for, his name was King Oro, since he handled all the companies finances, "go, Dragonair!"

The large, blue worm-like thing appeared and wanted to battle!

"Take this, you!!" I yelled as I used a Zap Cannon on the two.

*CHARGE*

BOOM!!!

I kod both of them, I then ran into the shadowy forest....
 
(OOC: Sure thing hun)

I am suddenly controled by Bob!!

"Whats happening!!" I yell, I then use a Zap Cannon at the pokemorphs!

"AAH!!! I.....cant....control it......I feel...weak...." I suddenly lost a control of bodily functions.....

"Some....one....help...." I weakly rasp as I black out, then a nightmare happened, I was using Zap Cannon like there was no tommorow, and I destroyed everything in sight, I had....no control.....

I finally woke up! I was staring @ a man, his name was Bob and he loked at me with incredible interest.
 
Jolta glared at Ria, a snarl escaping from her lips. "If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get..." She growled, not moving. That attack was strong, but nothing as harmful as the pain she got being betrayed by him... Just the the of him enraged the Jolteon Morph. Electricity crackled around her.

Jolta started speeding towards Ria, but then stopped, making a quick turn left and grabbing her sword. She skidded to a stop, holding it and counculating how much it would take to take this Morph down without killing her. Jolta would have fought with her electricity, but against a Riachu Morph it was useless. Her yellow eyes sparked with joy. Battling was Jolta's best talent.

She jumped, bringing the blade high above her head, and landed behind her opponent, leaving the thinest scratch on her back. She turned on one foot, then dashed under Ria's raised arm. If she kept moving, it would be harder for Ria to hit her. "Get back!!" Jolta called to Anna while passing her by, "Stay with Blaze, he'll protect you!!!"
 
OOC: From now on, I'm not Casey anymore in this. I'm Geoffrey.

Geoffrey felt alone and isolated and creeped out at the same time. He ran outside of the place screaming like a little girl. (adding boring humor) He was back at the lasers wondering how he'd get out of this one.
 
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