Random Plushie
Yes, it is a sheep
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- 19
- Years
- Age 31
- Making a wish..
- Seen Apr 20, 2012
OOC:
..Melissa?
My gawd. No way. Melissa, you are back~! Plushie missed you-ou~! ;__;
*official glomp* Not just me! Everybody missed you and your awesome nice-ness and friendly-ness and pwnage RP skills! Nyah, my homework can wait for a little bit, I have to at least give you a proper welcoming back, Melissa, you wonderful person! *second official glomp* Glad to have you back. SO glad. Because.. y'know.. the RP section just isn't at its best without ya.
*deep breath* Okay. I let all that out. Now I have to actually post an IC before I run out of time again. And hey! Maybe I'll draw ya a picture, Melissa! To celebrate and all. You just inspired me. xD
IC:
Not sure about Silver? We didn't lock the door? What? The thoughts threatened to repeat themselves over and over again, plauging Kayley's mind without end, when a knock on the door cleared her head. As Jena went to answer the door, Kayley got out of bed, smoothing down her wrinkled clothes as best she could--she would have to change out of them when she found the time. Now left with nothing to do, the girl surveyed the messy room with worried eyes. And it was then, as she noted the unfamiliar sloppiness of it all, that a sudden thought struck her--Where's my stuff?
A wave of panic surged through her body, building up in her stomach. Fishy was safe--that was a good thing--but if her bag was missing, then so were her other Pokemon.. as well as her trumpet, which would easily cost her a fortune to replace. Avoiding the household items strewn all over the floor, Kayley frantically circled the bed, peeking behind dressers and nightstands and poking her head into the bathroom, before finally realizing that her stuff was under the bed.. duh.
"But...are Kayley and Silver here as well?"
At the sound of her name, Kayley turned toward the doorway, finally seeing that Jena was talking to Rai. The mention of Silver brought Kayley's earlier worries back to her, sending another wave of nausea through her body. She gulped, wandering toward the door only when Jena gestured for her to come. She left Fishy to wake up at his own pace on the bed, not liking it when she noticed concerned voices coming from the hallway.
"I'm here." Kayley said, arriving at Jena's side. "But.. Silver.." She trailed off, taking a few minutes to come up with the right words. "We don't know where she is. Her stuff is right where we left it last night. Have you seen her around?" At the last question, a new thought struck her, and she immediately voiced it before she could get a reply. "And the room is a mess--like someone broke in last night and trashed it! Only.. nothing was taken. It doesn't matter though, Silver is missing.."
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Meanwhile..
A pale little girl stood alone beside the Pokemon Center's entrance, a look of indifference dominating her expression even as the sounds of screams, wails, and worried voices poured out of the building's windows. In one hand, she held the arm of a Humpty-Dumpty doll. In her other hand, a small piece of paper. She stared at the distant sunrise with little more than an ounce of wonder in her eyes, adamant and unmoving. The wind picked up, tussling her dark, braided hair, but still, she did not move, nor give any indication that she cared about the chaos taking place behind her.
A few moments later, after a quick yawn and a look around to make sure that no one was watching, she stuck the small note to the glass door in one precise motion, revealing the message to all: Daven Springs. The words were handwritten in a messy, childish type of writing, but the little girl didn't seem to show the slightest interest in it. She was already walking away, swinging her doll as she went.
She hadn't even taken two steps when a Shedinja suddenly materialized behind her, bobbing up and down in the air as if he knew something that everyone else didn't. He spoke, his voice carrying a surprisingly light tone.
{Ah, Doru-chan,} he said, moving forward as she did, {I will remember this moment always. You, of all people, showing compassion toward others.} A disturbing laugh seemed to resonate outward from the center of his body, which should have made the little girl cringe. However, it didn't seem to bother her in the slightest. She kept walking, as if it were perfectly normal.
"Just.. stop talking." She spoke, a flicker of annoyance in her voice. "I'm doing this because those other Trainers will appreciate it. Whatever happens to the townsfolk, I don't care--I'm not doing anything for them." As she continued speaking, her tone quickly lost most of its emotion, to the point where her voice could have passed off as that of a robot. Shedinja didn't say anything of this, pausing momentarily before changing the subject.
{So why do you think they did it?}
The reply came almost immediately.
"Why would I know anything about their intentions? All I know is that they're from that tribe in Daven Springs. None of the Ghosts in these woods would have the guts to do such a thing, what with that Gym Leader and his giant head." She stopped there, and for a second it seemed as if Shedinja was going to come back with another comment. She whirled around to face him, sharply snapping at the Ghost-type before he could say anything. "I answered your question, now stop bothering me!"
And with that last, forceful sentence, she left Shedinja where he was, dumbly floating in the air without knowing what to say.
In a few moments, she was gone.
..Melissa?
My gawd. No way. Melissa, you are back~! Plushie missed you-ou~! ;__;
*official glomp* Not just me! Everybody missed you and your awesome nice-ness and friendly-ness and pwnage RP skills! Nyah, my homework can wait for a little bit, I have to at least give you a proper welcoming back, Melissa, you wonderful person! *second official glomp* Glad to have you back. SO glad. Because.. y'know.. the RP section just isn't at its best without ya.
*deep breath* Okay. I let all that out. Now I have to actually post an IC before I run out of time again. And hey! Maybe I'll draw ya a picture, Melissa! To celebrate and all. You just inspired me. xD
IC:
Not sure about Silver? We didn't lock the door? What? The thoughts threatened to repeat themselves over and over again, plauging Kayley's mind without end, when a knock on the door cleared her head. As Jena went to answer the door, Kayley got out of bed, smoothing down her wrinkled clothes as best she could--she would have to change out of them when she found the time. Now left with nothing to do, the girl surveyed the messy room with worried eyes. And it was then, as she noted the unfamiliar sloppiness of it all, that a sudden thought struck her--Where's my stuff?
A wave of panic surged through her body, building up in her stomach. Fishy was safe--that was a good thing--but if her bag was missing, then so were her other Pokemon.. as well as her trumpet, which would easily cost her a fortune to replace. Avoiding the household items strewn all over the floor, Kayley frantically circled the bed, peeking behind dressers and nightstands and poking her head into the bathroom, before finally realizing that her stuff was under the bed.. duh.
"But...are Kayley and Silver here as well?"
At the sound of her name, Kayley turned toward the doorway, finally seeing that Jena was talking to Rai. The mention of Silver brought Kayley's earlier worries back to her, sending another wave of nausea through her body. She gulped, wandering toward the door only when Jena gestured for her to come. She left Fishy to wake up at his own pace on the bed, not liking it when she noticed concerned voices coming from the hallway.
"I'm here." Kayley said, arriving at Jena's side. "But.. Silver.." She trailed off, taking a few minutes to come up with the right words. "We don't know where she is. Her stuff is right where we left it last night. Have you seen her around?" At the last question, a new thought struck her, and she immediately voiced it before she could get a reply. "And the room is a mess--like someone broke in last night and trashed it! Only.. nothing was taken. It doesn't matter though, Silver is missing.."
--------------------------
Meanwhile..
A pale little girl stood alone beside the Pokemon Center's entrance, a look of indifference dominating her expression even as the sounds of screams, wails, and worried voices poured out of the building's windows. In one hand, she held the arm of a Humpty-Dumpty doll. In her other hand, a small piece of paper. She stared at the distant sunrise with little more than an ounce of wonder in her eyes, adamant and unmoving. The wind picked up, tussling her dark, braided hair, but still, she did not move, nor give any indication that she cared about the chaos taking place behind her.
A few moments later, after a quick yawn and a look around to make sure that no one was watching, she stuck the small note to the glass door in one precise motion, revealing the message to all: Daven Springs. The words were handwritten in a messy, childish type of writing, but the little girl didn't seem to show the slightest interest in it. She was already walking away, swinging her doll as she went.
She hadn't even taken two steps when a Shedinja suddenly materialized behind her, bobbing up and down in the air as if he knew something that everyone else didn't. He spoke, his voice carrying a surprisingly light tone.
{Ah, Doru-chan,} he said, moving forward as she did, {I will remember this moment always. You, of all people, showing compassion toward others.} A disturbing laugh seemed to resonate outward from the center of his body, which should have made the little girl cringe. However, it didn't seem to bother her in the slightest. She kept walking, as if it were perfectly normal.
"Just.. stop talking." She spoke, a flicker of annoyance in her voice. "I'm doing this because those other Trainers will appreciate it. Whatever happens to the townsfolk, I don't care--I'm not doing anything for them." As she continued speaking, her tone quickly lost most of its emotion, to the point where her voice could have passed off as that of a robot. Shedinja didn't say anything of this, pausing momentarily before changing the subject.
{So why do you think they did it?}
The reply came almost immediately.
"Why would I know anything about their intentions? All I know is that they're from that tribe in Daven Springs. None of the Ghosts in these woods would have the guts to do such a thing, what with that Gym Leader and his giant head." She stopped there, and for a second it seemed as if Shedinja was going to come back with another comment. She whirled around to face him, sharply snapping at the Ghost-type before he could say anything. "I answered your question, now stop bothering me!"
And with that last, forceful sentence, she left Shedinja where he was, dumbly floating in the air without knowing what to say.
In a few moments, she was gone.
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