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"Friend?" Berne instinctively took a small step back, the last person to call him 'friend' was Bob, just before he knocked Berne out and made him his glorified guinea pig. Berne studied the Wobbuffet morph's face very carefully, looking for even the slightest hint of pretence. But to his bewilderment he didn't find anything, by Berne's tell, and he had gained a good amount of experience in this field at the camp, it was a completely genuine, well-meaning smile. This person is either extremely trusting or extremely cunning he thought for himself and I think her performrance during the battle rules out the latter. After a few moments of awkward silence a small, almost undiscernable, smile spread across Berne's face as he shook the Wobbuffet morph's hand "Well then...friend. I am, as I believe Bob already introduced me, Berne, and you are?"
 
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"Jolta!! Jolta, get up!!" Blaze said, tapping his long-time pal with his paw. Jolta moaned and rolled over. "JOLTA!!"

"What?!" She was on her feet now and alert. "Is Bob attacking?! What's going on?!" Her sword lay on the ground beside her and she hastily picked it up and sheathed it, putting it on her back. Everything seemed quiet...

"No, there's no attack... Idiot..... I just didn't want you to be left out here. Besides, if we don't get goin' there probably will be an attack." He said, flicking his tail back and forth. The sun had fully risen. They stood out from the rest of the world, and it was only a matter of time before some stranger would decide to take a walk in the woods and notice all the damage.

"Fine." Jolta strode away from the rest of the group, Blaze talking non-stop beside her. It was the others choice if they wanted to follow. She didn't care. She didn't know where she was going, though. Jolta just wanted to get as far away from that camp as possible.

Why did I help them...? The question hit her suddenly. Why did she help them? What was that? I'm... I can't trust anyone, not even Blaze completely. Trusting people means you're going to be hurt. Painful memories flashed through her mind, and Jolta began running.

"Jolta!! Where are you going?!" Blazes question was lost in the wind as Jolta disappeared into the darkness of the forest.

((Ooc: Sorry I haven't been able to reply. I was at a family reunion.... ))
 
Hi, Drunken/gonexforever here, i'm just posting to say that i'm still here. I don't have time to make a good post right now, and i can tell i'm really far behind. Feel free to incorporate my character into your story, as long as it doesn't conflict with anything i write. (Ex. someone that's in this rp can be the girl i mentioned in my first, that would make an interesting plot twist, as well as unlocking some secret part of your character's past, as in how she came to find out about reversing Pokemorphs.) I'm not asking you to write my story for me, but merely reminding you that i'm still in, and that you may use my character, unless his part in your story isn't very... good. But i have confidence in you all, and prolly no one will use him, as i've barely revealed anything about him yet. I'm not really supposed to be on the computer right now, i'm still a minor and therefore have to abide my parent's rules. I'll post ASAP.

:D have a nice day.
And sry for the delay, i still don't know who Bob is. :D
 
All right! Finally when I come here PC's actually working! *GASP*


Anna
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"I'm Anna. And this is my friend Ria, though she is a bit too indisposed to answer back, wobba...," I said, looking down at her again.

Jolta had woken up finally, and she looked a bit freaked out. I blinked.

"Are you--?" I began, but she suddenly took off, and seemed a bit upset.

I wondered what in the world could have freaked her out so much when nothing was obviously going on at the moment.

Blaze the Growlithe was right though... we had to get moving unless we wanted Bob to attack again, and we had to do it quick.

"Maybe we should--!" but I paused in frozen indecision.

What about Ria?! I couldn't just leave her; yet we had to leave now.

"Oh... wobba... how am I going to carry Ria with me? I'm not that strong...," I said hopelessly, pacing around for a minute. I couldn't rely on any of my psychic powers either, because who knew how long they'd last? One minute she could be floating peacefully in the air, and the next falling headfirst to the ground!

This was not going to work. I had no choice but to stay and wait for her to wake up.
 
OOC: I know what you mean. I was honestly ready to chew someone out for it when I got that "come back in an hour" message for the fifth time. >_<. Boy was I relieved when I finally got back in.

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Berne shrugged as he watched the Jolteon morph dissapear into the forest "Just let her go, Anna. She needs to figure things out for herself."

Berne felt a strong urge to follow Jolta's example; just get as far away from everyone else as possible, but that would mean leaving Anna alone with the unconscious Ria, and he couldn't do that. Trust or no, he owed the wobbufet morph that much. The beast inside Berne gave an indignant snarl, Fool! Are you falling for that again? She will betray you just as Bob did. Berne turned around a few times, startled by the voice in his head, but without anything following it he gave an indiferrent shrug and dropped the matter. Must be an after-effect of the helmet. he thought for himself.
 
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"**** it!!!" She couldn't leave them behind, but she couldn't afford getting close to them. Trust led to betrayal. Jolta had learned that the hardest way possible. The memory of him was still fresh in her mind. She could never forget him, never forgive him...

"Uh, what's going on?" Asked a voice from behind everyone. Blaze whipped around. There stood another Morph, one who must have escaped from the camps when Bob left.

((Ooc: Ze other Morph, Koji: https://www.pokemorph.com/gallery/koji/rpkoji.jpg))
 

Anna
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"Hm?" Anna said tilting her head to one side, "No, I don't think you understand the meaning of friendship, wobba. Friends are not supposed to leave each other, no matter what happens. Otherwise, what's the point?"

I stared up at him for a moment, and then I looked back down at Ria. I guess I just had to try and bring her along. I would have to trust in my own abilities to help my friend if no one else would help me.

"Okay Ria, here goes nothing!" I said, my eyes beginning to glow a soft purple color. I knew it would cost me too much to try and float her along with me, considering I would need to consume a whole lot of power to try and do that for a long period of time. So I settled for the next best thing....

A blob of light purple light materialized next to them. It soon took the shape of what appeared to be a large armchair.

I was too intent upon making whatever it was materialize fully to notice what it even was. Soon enough though, I was done and had been successful! I had managed to transport a rolling armchair from the camp!

"I did it! Now I can put Ria in it and roll her along wobba!" I said happily, jumping a bit. Luckily, I was always best at teleporting things.

Even if we were in the forest with the floor not being very smooth and flat, I could at least force it along slowly. I pulled up Ria's body into the chair, and hoped she didn't want to fall off.

That's when I noticed another morph standing over by where Jolta had run off to.

"What's going on?" he asked Jolta. Or at least that's whom he seemed most interested in.

"We're escaping, wobba!" I said as I pushed the chair softly over towards them. I looked back at Berne.

"Come on, wobba!" I said to him, gesturing him to come over.
 
Berne was quick to reply to Anna's little lecture, "Well, if friends don't leave each other, no matter what then Jolta didn't consider you much of a friend, did she?" he asked coldly.
But the Wobbuffet morph seemed to have too many other things on her mind to reply. She was standing there, eyes glowing and in deep concentration, soon causing a large armchair to materialize, apparently teleported from somewhere else.

"I did it! Now I can put Ria in it and roll her along wobba!" she said happily, jumping a bit before she lifted Ria's unconscious body onto the chair. Even though it had wheels for transportation, pushing the chair along the uneven forest floor would undoubtedly be a tedious process at best. But Anna seemed determined to go along with it nonetheless, and why? For someone whom she probably hadn't known for much longer than a day. Someone who could still be under Bob's influence. Berne watched the procedure in silence, pondering Anna's words; Don't understand the meaning of friendship? he thought, feeling a slight sting of wounded pride. He understood friendship more than well, he understood that it was something rare and precious to be earned, not given away to everyone you crossed paths with. Or so he had thought...Friends are not supposed to leave each other, no matter what. Otherwise, what's the point? Was that why he hadn't already gone his own way? Was that the way he felt about Anna? But they'd only just met, no-one could be befriended that quick. Or-? Berne's musings were suddenly interrupted, however;

"What's going on?" came an unfamiliar male voice a bit further away. Berne cursed his carelessness as he turned towards the direction of the voice. It could be a trap, and Anna was walking right into it.

"We're escaping, wobba!" Anna called enthusiastically, obviously not feeling the same kind of suspicions as Berne did.

"Come on, Wobba!" she called, gesturing for Berne to come over.

"Oh, alright." Berne grumbled, arriving at the scene in a quick swoop. Jolta was there as well, maybe he could catch a glimpse of the so-called 'right' way of friendship while he was at it.
 
Rine's claws pressed deeply against a Cipher agent's throat, thin lines of crimson dripping from the impressions on the agent's neck. Beside the agent lay a shattered collar--one he had failed to place on Rine.

"Give it up," the Sneasel morph snarled. "Even if I were as slow as a Slakoth, you couldn't put a collar on me because of the one I already have." He slammed the Cipher against the facility's wall. "Now talk!" Rine raised his free hand, extending his claws and allowing them to glint dangerously. "Or you won't live to see the sunset."

The agent coughed hoarsely, blood spurting from his throat. Then, smirking, he spoke. "Nothing you can do to me would be worse than what Bob would do if I talked." The Cipher laughed. "But, I think Bob'd be proud of you if he saw you now. You've turned out just like the morph he'd want you to be."

Rine's eyes widened with shock before narrowing angrily. Without a word, he tightened his grip on the Cipher agent's throat, he claws easily severing the jugular vein. Then, casting the agent to the ground, he turned and started away. But, after a pause, he turned back, his fury still unsatiated. Eyes and gems glowing with a white light, the Sneasel morph released a furious blizzard onto the facility--one with the strength to shatter roofs and tear walls. If I'm what Bob wanted me to be, then he asked for his own nightmare.
 
"Anna?" Ria asked confuzed. She was being pulling in an arm chair, and had seemed to appear asleep. "Where are we? Did you win? Sorry I was not help."

She hung her head low. I wish that awful man would just leave us. We are what we are. But why make us.. Ria gulped, her mind swallowed in thoughts, your slaves? We can't do anything more! Ria hopped off the chair.

"Hiya Anna!" She called, finally noticing her friend.
 

Anna
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Whether or not Berne realized it, I did hear what he had said to me, and I knew that he was right. Jolta was no good friend of mine. She still scared me a bit, even when she was clearly on our side. She was angry, unpredictable, and very dangerous. But people only feel that way after being very lonely and hurt for a very long time; and Jolta was probably no exception.

That's when Ria began to stir again.

"Hey! You're awake, wobba!" I said happily, glad she was awake and glad I didn't have to push her along anymore because, well, I didn't know how long that would have lasted.

"This is Berne, and Jolta's over there with a boy who has just appeared, and Blaze is there too, wobba," I said to her, motioning to each of them in turn.

After Ria had gotten out of the chair, I decided we no longer needed it, and so I returned it to wherever it had come from with a flash of purple light and a popping noise.
 
Berne nodded slightly in acknowledgement "Welcome to the waking world, Ria." he said in an uncharacteristically friendly manner, his expression softening slightly, he knew what it felt like to be possessed so he actually felt a hint of compassion for the morph, "I hope you're feeling up for a walk."

"Now as for you." His expression returned to normal as he turned and eyed the newcomer morph critically, eyes narrowing. "Who are you, and why should we trust anything you have to say?"
 
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OOC: That's right, sorry for the confusion.
 
OOC: So can we expect corrections then?
 
"You're welcome Ria." Berne replied to the Raichu morph without taking his eyes of the newcomer who had yet to respond to his question. Why was the boy dawdling with his response? Berne's inner self gave a snarl, if that boy was presuming to fool him then he'd meet a quick and painful end, both his sides agreed on this full-heartedly.
 
Koji watched Jolta intensely. He knew exactly who she was, though she did not recognize him. "What?" She snapped, glaring at him. With one more dangerous look, she walked away from him, tripping over Blaze who had just scrambled out from the underbrush. "BLAZE!!" She roared, jumping to her feet. The Sandslash Morph was still watching her with the huanted look on his face.

"Sorry, Jolta!!!" Blaze said, then looked at thhe new Morph. "Who're you?"

"Huh?" Was his responce. "Oh, um, I'm Koji, the escaped Morph. I mean no harm, only to come with you. I'm not exactly from these areas, so I have no idea where to go... Nice armchair ya got there...!" He mused, clearly impressed by Anna's creation. Jolta glanced at it with a look of indeference.
 
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