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Sinnoh Adventures: Call of Cresselia [PG-13]
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Sorry about the Sample, I didn't really know what you wanted. I haven't been here long enough to have any good RP posts. I'll edit mine a bit so I'm not a gym leader, and for the sample I'm just going to write a few paragraphs.
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Name: Aliea Kuchiya
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Occupation: Team Rocket Scout (Executive Ranking)
Appearance:
Aliea doesn't really dress way out there. Because she makes most of her own clothing herself, it seems to intermix her two favorites styles, comfort and "leave-me-alone" into her own special thing. Most of the time it involves fishnets; for some reason, she can't get enough of the fishy goodness and sews a portion of them onto practically everything she wears. Her mid-back length purple hair, in contrast to her bright red eyes, often gets her mixed looks from the general population but she's used to it and it doesn't really bother her anymore
Yes, she owns several store bought sets of clothing, most of it covered in a shiney material or metal of some sort, but she prefers to tailor it to fit her own needs. Most of the time, you'll find her in a pair of baggy pants or loose but not too loose jeans and a shirt of some sort. Her most common outfit is one she made herself (that she just had to make in seven different shades of dark purple, blue, green, brown and red) and all of them include fishnets sewn over the arm or covering a less than appealing section of skin. Her body is seemingly well built for her small stature. (she's only 5'4) She is often accused of starving herself because of her underweight ness but honestly, she loves to take five to ten mile runs and she used to be a somewhat competent dancer. She has no real six pack of ab-ness but she does have a flat tummy, somewhat nice arms and thighs and her seemingly seventy ton black messenger bag is no big deal for her to lug around. Around her neck, she wears a small silver key, something that she was told could amplify her powers if she could figure out what its usage was. If the key is taken from her howerver, she has a tendancy to flip out.
Personality:
On the Outside
Aliea is extremely shy and comes across as cold-hearted because she doesn't talk much nor does she speak to people in general. She's used to be teased relentlessly because of her hair color and because of that she's very much of the idea that all people will reject her. To avoid the pains of rejection, she tends to steer clear of people as much as she can but she will talk to someone if she's spoken to first. She's used to being called a slur of bad names or being talked about in the dark of night and it doesn't bother her anymore. She's, on the outside at least, become absolutely netural to the entire thing and doesn't let any pain it might be causing show through.
On the Inside
Aliea is a blur of emotions. Her memories are mostly bottled up and locked inside a box beyond a door nobody can get to, not even her, and with it are the majority of her true emotions and feelings. There are a few things that cause her 'true' personality to shimmer through her exterior and these things are small children, infant pokemon and being pushed beyond her natural emotional limit. When this type of extreme emotional distress of an occurance happens, Aliea is seen as a normal weak human being and, as anyone could suposse, she hates these occurances with a passion. Around small children and infant pokemon however, she is viewed as almost a surogete mother; there have only been one or two children that have ever not felt the urge to run and either cry on her shoulder or be held in her protective arms.
History: [Davi-sama. <<; You say anything about how strangely familiar this sounds and I'll eat you alive. Aliea's another gem. D< so you may burn. –huggles the little emotionless ball of fluff- <3]
Aliea was born in Saffron City to parents who were not ready nor did they care to have a child at that point in time. Her father worked only for Silph Co and her mother cared only for the opinion of her husband and the neighbors. She cannot recall ever being held beyond the infant years. Such lack of affection caused the girl to become emotionally unstable and when a tragic accident took both her parents away, she was given to her uncle who just happened to be a high ranking scientist working, in secret mind you, for Master Giovanni. Although Team Rocket had long since gone into hiding with the Magma and Aqua scandals in the Hoenn region, Giovanni found interest in the then six year old child. He found her strange emotional status, or the lack there of, interesting and ensured that the girl was properly trained and researched. When she came of 'Trainer' age, he sent her out on a few easy missions and found her progress astounding. She scaled through the Rocket ranking system and achieved executive rank before anyone prior.
Because of her unique emotional history however, she was not given a team to order around but was instead sent out on the most dangerous of scouting missions. This time, her mission was to go to Sinnoh and find out just what Team Gala-whatever was up to to avoid another scandal from occurring so quite possibly Team Rocket could make a strong come back. She's known lightly by the GP but as she's never been arrested or captured, they probably have a much different idea of what and who she is that is most likely very far from the truth.
So, after hearing rumours that the infamous (but oh so inferior team) was going to be in Solaceon doing something bad, she headed there and has absolutely no idea that an old face would surely become a new enemy... [dun dun dun...]
Pokemon:
Karian. M. Charizard
Umbro. M. Umbreon
Mimi F. Gengar
Missy F. Misdrevious
2 Eggs (One would be a shuppet and the other would be a togepi
RP Sample:
She wanted to slap him again but then again, he might hit back. The more she was around him, the more she began to doubt he was the type of guy who found hitting women repulsive. Prehaps even, Valen wouldn't have to think twice to smack a baby that accidently crossed his path. He was the worst type of individual the world could imagine and she knew that he didn't deserve Kyoko's attention (Not that she'd change her mind; that girl was more stubborn than a Stantler when it came to such things) to the slightest of any extent. While she didn't like it... she'd made a promise to Kyoko and there was nothing on this earth that was going to prevent that from coming true.
Sure, the two had had their run ins but, at least from what Rosairie's mind could gather, Valen bared a striking resemblance to someone Kyoko thought the world of. Maybe, maybe that's why she tried so hard to get his attention. She was, after all, the only person in this little group he showed any real one-sided aggression towards. True, he and Rosairie didn't get along but it was a mutal hatred of sorts. Kyoko really didn't bare any harsh feelings towards the boy, her outburst before was just frustration. Nobody, not a soul in the universe, likes to be left out of things because people believe it's 'over their head', especially when the topic of discussion is something intriquing.
Then, then Reina had to speak. The world had already lost a good deal of kittens due to the tounge of that wench and now it had just lost another. Rosairie, who normally didn't have a temper, was now quickly losing her cool and if reina didn't watch it, she'd have a mark on that pretty little face of hers. However, for the moment at least, she turned on her designer heels and faced the two of them. "Back off?" her arms crossed her chest in a defiant stance, "So you can torment someone half your size with no consequences? Puh-lease"
"No Valen, you don't understand and while that's probably a first for you, try and pick your ego up off the floor." she rolled her eyes dramatically, "That letter isn't for Vincent, it's addressed to you. However, since you're too good for a letter of apology and a request for forgiveness, I can take it back." She reached out her hand and, as her volume levels plummeted, her eyes narrowed sternly, "If you want to stoop so low as to reject the heartfelt apology that, in my opinion you really don't deserve, well, that's your choice." But, it would be good to note that if he did give the note back, she'd probably smack him again. Her eyes were that furious, "It wouldn't take that long you know and although you want your stupid beauty sleep, which, by the look of your face and those bags under your eyes, you desperately need, but I think you could take a few moments to read it; it's not going to kill you nor is it going to take several hours to dechiper."
Rosairie couldn't waste much time here regardless; Kyoko had gone off without her pokegear so there was no way to find her easily which meant a royal trek around the city. If only she could slap Slythe.... then maybe she'd finally snap out of this horrible mood she was in. (Then again, she liked not having a crimminal record)'
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[Gah... I'll finish tomorow Davi-kun, I need to go to bed. >>]
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Name: Aliea Kuchiya
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Occupation: Team Rocket Scout (Executive Ranking)
Appearance:
Aliea doesn't really dress way out there. Because she makes most of her own clothing herself, it seems to intermix her two favorites styles, comfort and "leave-me-alone" into her own special thing. Most of the time it involves fishnets; for some reason, she can't get enough of the fishy goodness and sews a portion of them onto practically everything she wears. Her mid-back length purple hair, in contrast to her bright red eyes, often gets her mixed looks from the general population but she's used to it and it doesn't really bother her anymore
Yes, she owns several store bought sets of clothing, most of it covered in a shiney material or metal of some sort, but she prefers to tailor it to fit her own needs. Most of the time, you'll find her in a pair of baggy pants or loose but not too loose jeans and a shirt of some sort. Her most common outfit is one she made herself (that she just had to make in seven different shades of dark purple, blue, green, brown and red) and all of them include fishnets sewn over the arm or covering a less than appealing section of skin. Her body is seemingly well built for her small stature. (she's only 5'4) She is often accused of starving herself because of her underweight ness but honestly, she loves to take five to ten mile runs and she used to be a somewhat competent dancer. She has no real six pack of ab-ness but she does have a flat tummy, somewhat nice arms and thighs and her seemingly seventy ton black messenger bag is no big deal for her to lug around. Around her neck, she wears a small silver key, something that she was told could amplify her powers if she could figure out what its usage was. If the key is taken from her howerver, she has a tendancy to flip out.
Personality:
On the Outside
Aliea is extremely shy and comes across as cold-hearted because she doesn't talk much nor does she speak to people in general. She's used to be teased relentlessly because of her hair color and because of that she's very much of the idea that all people will reject her. To avoid the pains of rejection, she tends to steer clear of people as much as she can but she will talk to someone if she's spoken to first. She's used to being called a slur of bad names or being talked about in the dark of night and it doesn't bother her anymore. She's, on the outside at least, become absolutely netural to the entire thing and doesn't let any pain it might be causing show through.
On the Inside
Aliea is a blur of emotions. Her memories are mostly bottled up and locked inside a box beyond a door nobody can get to, not even her, and with it are the majority of her true emotions and feelings. There are a few things that cause her 'true' personality to shimmer through her exterior and these things are small children, infant pokemon and being pushed beyond her natural emotional limit. When this type of extreme emotional distress of an occurance happens, Aliea is seen as a normal weak human being and, as anyone could suposse, she hates these occurances with a passion. Around small children and infant pokemon however, she is viewed as almost a surogete mother; there have only been one or two children that have ever not felt the urge to run and either cry on her shoulder or be held in her protective arms.
History: [Davi-sama. <<; You say anything about how strangely familiar this sounds and I'll eat you alive. Aliea's another gem. D< so you may burn. –huggles the little emotionless ball of fluff- <3]
Aliea was born in Saffron City to parents who were not ready nor did they care to have a child at that point in time. Her father worked only for Silph Co and her mother cared only for the opinion of her husband and the neighbors. She cannot recall ever being held beyond the infant years. Such lack of affection caused the girl to become emotionally unstable and when a tragic accident took both her parents away, she was given to her uncle who just happened to be a high ranking scientist working, in secret mind you, for Master Giovanni. Although Team Rocket had long since gone into hiding with the Magma and Aqua scandals in the Hoenn region, Giovanni found interest in the then six year old child. He found her strange emotional status, or the lack there of, interesting and ensured that the girl was properly trained and researched. When she came of 'Trainer' age, he sent her out on a few easy missions and found her progress astounding. She scaled through the Rocket ranking system and achieved executive rank before anyone prior.
Because of her unique emotional history however, she was not given a team to order around but was instead sent out on the most dangerous of scouting missions. This time, her mission was to go to Sinnoh and find out just what Team Gala-whatever was up to to avoid another scandal from occurring so quite possibly Team Rocket could make a strong come back. She's known lightly by the GP but as she's never been arrested or captured, they probably have a much different idea of what and who she is that is most likely very far from the truth.
So, after hearing rumours that the infamous (but oh so inferior team) was going to be in Solaceon doing something bad, she headed there and has absolutely no idea that an old face would surely become a new enemy... [dun dun dun...]
Pokemon:
Karian. M. Charizard
Umbro. M. Umbreon
Mimi F. Gengar
Missy F. Misdrevious
2 Eggs (One would be a shuppet and the other would be a togepi
RP Sample:
She wanted to slap him again but then again, he might hit back. The more she was around him, the more she began to doubt he was the type of guy who found hitting women repulsive. Prehaps even, Valen wouldn't have to think twice to smack a baby that accidently crossed his path. He was the worst type of individual the world could imagine and she knew that he didn't deserve Kyoko's attention (Not that she'd change her mind; that girl was more stubborn than a Stantler when it came to such things) to the slightest of any extent. While she didn't like it... she'd made a promise to Kyoko and there was nothing on this earth that was going to prevent that from coming true.
Sure, the two had had their run ins but, at least from what Rosairie's mind could gather, Valen bared a striking resemblance to someone Kyoko thought the world of. Maybe, maybe that's why she tried so hard to get his attention. She was, after all, the only person in this little group he showed any real one-sided aggression towards. True, he and Rosairie didn't get along but it was a mutal hatred of sorts. Kyoko really didn't bare any harsh feelings towards the boy, her outburst before was just frustration. Nobody, not a soul in the universe, likes to be left out of things because people believe it's 'over their head', especially when the topic of discussion is something intriquing.
Then, then Reina had to speak. The world had already lost a good deal of kittens due to the tounge of that wench and now it had just lost another. Rosairie, who normally didn't have a temper, was now quickly losing her cool and if reina didn't watch it, she'd have a mark on that pretty little face of hers. However, for the moment at least, she turned on her designer heels and faced the two of them. "Back off?" her arms crossed her chest in a defiant stance, "So you can torment someone half your size with no consequences? Puh-lease"
"No Valen, you don't understand and while that's probably a first for you, try and pick your ego up off the floor." she rolled her eyes dramatically, "That letter isn't for Vincent, it's addressed to you. However, since you're too good for a letter of apology and a request for forgiveness, I can take it back." She reached out her hand and, as her volume levels plummeted, her eyes narrowed sternly, "If you want to stoop so low as to reject the heartfelt apology that, in my opinion you really don't deserve, well, that's your choice." But, it would be good to note that if he did give the note back, she'd probably smack him again. Her eyes were that furious, "It wouldn't take that long you know and although you want your stupid beauty sleep, which, by the look of your face and those bags under your eyes, you desperately need, but I think you could take a few moments to read it; it's not going to kill you nor is it going to take several hours to dechiper."
Rosairie couldn't waste much time here regardless; Kyoko had gone off without her pokegear so there was no way to find her easily which meant a royal trek around the city. If only she could slap Slythe.... then maybe she'd finally snap out of this horrible mood she was in. (Then again, she liked not having a crimminal record)'
[/Not Finished!]
[Gah... I'll finish tomorow Davi-kun, I need to go to bed. >>]
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OOC: Okay, so Shiney and Mika need to finish their signups. Sorry this is so long, I was feeling in a creative mood tonight. XD;
Solaceon Ruins: Bottom Floor. 5:30AM.
"Yes! This is great stuff!" An enthusiastic young man exclaimed as he examined the Unown lettering on the wall. "I really need to thank you guys for this! I would have never known that the messages are different in the morning without your help!" A group of Unown of different letters began to circle around the teenager, the breeze created blowing his ponytailed black hair up, down, and around. They seemed to be enjoying themselves, and a Mismagius chased random ones around like it was a game. Soren, while he was amused, was also concerned. He was afraid of Mismagius doing something that would irritate the Unown that had helped him in the first place. He turned back to the panel he had been glancing at previously. It really was quite amazing, as the text during the day was just random blabbering. This text, however, actually said something:
![[PokeCommunity.com] Sinnoh Adventures: Call of Cresselia [PG-13]](https://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y39/Daiaki711/unownmessage.gif "[PokeCommunity.com] Sinnoh Adventures: Call of Cresselia [PG-13]")
"The key will bring death?" Soren read with a hint of worry in his voice. The concept of death was never a positive thing, especially when mentioned in regards to something that could very well be related to Pokemon mythology. "So, do you guys now anything about this?" He proceeded to ask the Unown, but only received shaking signifying a "no" in return. Soren pressed up against the old stone wall in an attempt to see if anything would move, but nothing occured. However, when he began knocking on it, he found it sounded hollow behind the foreshadowing message. "Mismagius." He said firmly, and the Pokemon froze from its joyful activities and floated over to her partner. "Do you think you can go see if anything is back there?" The Pokemon giggled in response with a happy look on its face before dashing in through the wall. It poked its head back out and gave a nod. "Interesting... Go back and use Shadow Ball on that section of the wall. It doesn't seem like it will move without force." As his partner disappeared back into the wall as quickly as she had appeared, he lead the Unown to the opposite side of the ruin as to avoid debris. Without notice, something impacted the wall, sending shards of brown stone and dust flying everywhere. When the dust cleared, Soren proceeded to enter the new whole, his Mismagius rejoining him soon after. He followed a strange stone staircase upwards a level, until he stumbled upon a lone podium. In the center of the podium was an orb of some type, glowing a different colour every few moments. "This must be the key..." He muttered under his breath as he picked the orb up. It was small, maybe about the width of half his palm. It was breathtaking. Originally, he had no intent of taking it with him. As far as he was concerned, this jewel belonged to the Unown.
However, he had no choice once he heard the cries of Unown, whom of which sounded like they were being attacked. Panicking, he stuffed the orb into one of his inside pockets, and plucked a Pokeball out of the other. He threw it to no particular target, and a Glaceon came out when it hit the ground. "Glaceon?" It originally asked as it tilted its head, perhaps wondering what was going on. It's ears twitched violently as it heard the ruckus from the nearby room, and it began to growl after catching the foe's scent in the air. The three ran back into the other room, only to find the ground scattered with unconcious Unown, and two Team Galactic grunts standing before them accompanied by their Dustox and Drapion partners.
They were dressed in the usual attire, and even had the same funky, blue-ish green hair styles. The two men took one glance at the furious look on Soren's face and laughed.
"Whatcha looking at kid? Don't tell me these pathetic Pokemon were yer friends!" The first grunt laughed. "You better get outta our way, or we might have to mess ya up." Soren clenched his fist in response to the threat. He had dealt with Galactic in the past before. They had killed his mom, taken his friend, and his father was even a well known member. The second grunt chimed in soon after with "Listen kid, we're looking for an orb known as 'Arceus' Pearl'. You look like a smart kid, so maybe you'll do the right thing and tell us what you know about it. I wouldn't want to have to hurt you!" Soren smirked at the threat, and reached into the pocket in which had hidden the orb, and pulled it out.
"So that's what this thing is called, huh?" He said arrogantly as he held it up into the air, the glow it gave off illuminating the dark room and revealing just how many KOed Unown lay upon the ground. "Sorry, guys. If you had gotten here a few minutes sooner, you might have been able to run back to your big boss Cyrus with this thing. But, I guess since you were too slow, you'll be running back with your tails between your legs because you got beat by a kid!" A fresh smirk took hold over his face when he got a look at the faces of his opponents. Furious, completely furious. Yet, at the same time very dumb. The Dustox wouldn't be a problem, but Drapion weren't exactly pushovers. Soren realized that to gain some sort of victory during the battle, he'd have to use psychological warfare beforehand.
"Damned kid! I'm gonna make ya eat those words! Dustox! Use Silver Wind!" The first grunt shouted as he threw his right index finger in Mismagius' direction. Generally, bug attacks were potent against ghost Pokemon, but at the same time psychic attacks were potent against bug types. Mismagius, acting on instinct, ended up sending a Psybeam shooting at the Dustox and KOing it in one hit. The frustrated grunt returned his partner to its Pokeball, and reached for another, only to find himself stopped by the second grunt. "You idiot. The place is going to blow any minute now! Lets just leave the kid here and pick the pearl out from his remains!" The first gritted his teeth together as he turned to leave, the second beginning to do the same, but stopping. "You're Commander Exenburgh's son, aren't you? I can see the resemblance. What I'm wondering, is why you bother resisting us when your father is one of us."
"So he's a Commander now, is he?" Soren asked as he began to approach the exit as well. He was trying not to act like it, but the news of a bomb was making him deathly afraid. "Let's just say I've put my relationship with him behind me, and I have a bone to pick with him."
"Heh, is that so. The name is Zylas. However, I don't think you'll be able to 'pick your bone', since you're going to be trapped in here until the explosives go off. I'm sure I'll see your body again when I'm taking the Pearl from your cold, dead hand." With that, the Drapion punched the wall of the exit, causing the stone above it to fall below and fill in the only way out of the room. If the explosion didn't kill him, he'd surely be crushed by the falling stones, or suffocate if he remained trapped. He attempted to use force to break through the newly fallen blockade, but failed miserably. The chance of more debris filling the exit even if he moved what was there was probably anyways. A sinking feeling in his stomach, he returned his two Pokemon to their Pokeballs and glanced at the ground. He realized something was amiss, for the Unown that were there previously weren't there anymore. As if on queue, he heard the sounds of many Unown circling around the room above him. He went to look up, but suddenly found himself standing in the grass just nearby the ruins.
Outside Solaceon Ruins. 6AM
He looked around at the forested area in a daze, trying to rationalize what had just taken place. Had the Unown teleported him out somehow? He really wanted to dwell on this topic, but was snapped out of it as the sound of explosives echoed through the air. The smell of smoke filled the air as appearances of large pieces of rock flying up into the sky began. This was really bad. Despite being a small town filled with farmers and ranchers that spoke funny, Solaceon Town was still nearby. If any of those rocks hit someone or something, it'd probably be destroyed. Soren could do nothing but hide under a group of nearby trees and hope he wasn't hit while this was happening. When it appeared to be all clear, he ran back to where the ruins once more. It its place was what was apparently a crater, a big whole in the ground with debris everywhere. Galactic members appeared to be digging through the hole, and he heard "that kid has to be down here somewhere" said by Zylas from earlier. His concerns turned to truth as he noticed a Galactic Commander there as well. *image removed*. She was dressed in her usual "spacewoman" appearance with her same old red hairstyle that looked like it came out of a bad 90s movie. Even so, she was an attractive woman in her early twenties, and a powerful Pokemon trainer. He was about to make a move himself, when he found himself lifted up by both arms by a fairly large, bald, muscular man behind him. He sensed his doom when he found himself being dragged over to Mars.
"Hey boss, look what I just found snooping around. Seems to me like this kid is asking for trouble!" The guy said quite loudly, getting the attention of Mars as well as the crew in the pit. "Hey! That's the kid! How the hell did he survive!?" Zylas shouted to his Commander, who smirked in response as she approached Soren in the man's grasp."
"Put him down, I'll take care of this. Hurry up and go get her while I deal with this." Mars said coldly as the bulky man dropped Soren, leaving him to stumble before gaining proper footing once more. "So, Soren Exenburgh. Son of Gerald Exenburgh, our newest Commander. I have a proposition for you, and since you have what we're looking for in your pocket, your response is even more crucial." She said coldly.
"Go on then, although I doubt I'll be handing your little item of fancy over anytime soon." Soren remarked. He was once again trying not to show his fear, but his shaking right arm gave away his guise. This wasn't a surprise, though. Team Galactic weren't pushovers like the teams from the other countries. They would shoot for their goal, no matter the cost. Soren was dealing with a Commander, the highest rank of a member aside from Boss, although Cyrus held that position.
"I would like to extend a formal invitation from our great leader, Cyrus, to join our little group. Apparently, he along with your father would like to see you with us for whatever reason." She said colder still, yet at the same time it sounded sly, like she had some sort of trump up her sleeve.
"N-no!" Soren refused as he took a step back, his whole body shaking now. It was futile to bother fighting back if they attempted to do so, he was just too outnumbered. "I vowed back when you people took my mother's life that I'd do away with you people! I'm not joining!"
"Well, that's just not acceptable, is it?" Mars responded in kind as she glanced behind Soren. A young girl with green hair in a ponytail and blue eyes approached. "Maybe someone you hold dear can talk some sense into you then..."
"Wait, wha-"
"Commander Mars? What was it you needed of me ma'am?" A high pitched, feminine voice chirped shyly from behind Soren, interrupting him. It was familiar, yet distant to him. He knew it, yet he couldn't place who's voice it was. He wanted to turn around to look, but he wouldn't dare at this point.
"Ah, yes, I need you to battle him for me. Show me that you have the potential I believe you have, child."
"Umm... I don't know if I can beat this person. He looks kind of strong from the back..." The girl replied. It sounded as if she had little confidence in herself. Not being able to hold his curiosity anymore, Soren spun around to see his opponent, and almost passed out when he saw her.
"Lyff..."
"Soren..."
OOC: So, feel free to chime in here, just don't do anything ZOMGAWESOME. XD
Solaceon Ruins: Bottom Floor. 5:30AM.
"Yes! This is great stuff!" An enthusiastic young man exclaimed as he examined the Unown lettering on the wall. "I really need to thank you guys for this! I would have never known that the messages are different in the morning without your help!" A group of Unown of different letters began to circle around the teenager, the breeze created blowing his ponytailed black hair up, down, and around. They seemed to be enjoying themselves, and a Mismagius chased random ones around like it was a game. Soren, while he was amused, was also concerned. He was afraid of Mismagius doing something that would irritate the Unown that had helped him in the first place. He turned back to the panel he had been glancing at previously. It really was quite amazing, as the text during the day was just random blabbering. This text, however, actually said something:
However, he had no choice once he heard the cries of Unown, whom of which sounded like they were being attacked. Panicking, he stuffed the orb into one of his inside pockets, and plucked a Pokeball out of the other. He threw it to no particular target, and a Glaceon came out when it hit the ground. "Glaceon?" It originally asked as it tilted its head, perhaps wondering what was going on. It's ears twitched violently as it heard the ruckus from the nearby room, and it began to growl after catching the foe's scent in the air. The three ran back into the other room, only to find the ground scattered with unconcious Unown, and two Team Galactic grunts standing before them accompanied by their Dustox and Drapion partners.
They were dressed in the usual attire, and even had the same funky, blue-ish green hair styles. The two men took one glance at the furious look on Soren's face and laughed.
"Whatcha looking at kid? Don't tell me these pathetic Pokemon were yer friends!" The first grunt laughed. "You better get outta our way, or we might have to mess ya up." Soren clenched his fist in response to the threat. He had dealt with Galactic in the past before. They had killed his mom, taken his friend, and his father was even a well known member. The second grunt chimed in soon after with "Listen kid, we're looking for an orb known as 'Arceus' Pearl'. You look like a smart kid, so maybe you'll do the right thing and tell us what you know about it. I wouldn't want to have to hurt you!" Soren smirked at the threat, and reached into the pocket in which had hidden the orb, and pulled it out.
"So that's what this thing is called, huh?" He said arrogantly as he held it up into the air, the glow it gave off illuminating the dark room and revealing just how many KOed Unown lay upon the ground. "Sorry, guys. If you had gotten here a few minutes sooner, you might have been able to run back to your big boss Cyrus with this thing. But, I guess since you were too slow, you'll be running back with your tails between your legs because you got beat by a kid!" A fresh smirk took hold over his face when he got a look at the faces of his opponents. Furious, completely furious. Yet, at the same time very dumb. The Dustox wouldn't be a problem, but Drapion weren't exactly pushovers. Soren realized that to gain some sort of victory during the battle, he'd have to use psychological warfare beforehand.
"Damned kid! I'm gonna make ya eat those words! Dustox! Use Silver Wind!" The first grunt shouted as he threw his right index finger in Mismagius' direction. Generally, bug attacks were potent against ghost Pokemon, but at the same time psychic attacks were potent against bug types. Mismagius, acting on instinct, ended up sending a Psybeam shooting at the Dustox and KOing it in one hit. The frustrated grunt returned his partner to its Pokeball, and reached for another, only to find himself stopped by the second grunt. "You idiot. The place is going to blow any minute now! Lets just leave the kid here and pick the pearl out from his remains!" The first gritted his teeth together as he turned to leave, the second beginning to do the same, but stopping. "You're Commander Exenburgh's son, aren't you? I can see the resemblance. What I'm wondering, is why you bother resisting us when your father is one of us."
"So he's a Commander now, is he?" Soren asked as he began to approach the exit as well. He was trying not to act like it, but the news of a bomb was making him deathly afraid. "Let's just say I've put my relationship with him behind me, and I have a bone to pick with him."
"Heh, is that so. The name is Zylas. However, I don't think you'll be able to 'pick your bone', since you're going to be trapped in here until the explosives go off. I'm sure I'll see your body again when I'm taking the Pearl from your cold, dead hand." With that, the Drapion punched the wall of the exit, causing the stone above it to fall below and fill in the only way out of the room. If the explosion didn't kill him, he'd surely be crushed by the falling stones, or suffocate if he remained trapped. He attempted to use force to break through the newly fallen blockade, but failed miserably. The chance of more debris filling the exit even if he moved what was there was probably anyways. A sinking feeling in his stomach, he returned his two Pokemon to their Pokeballs and glanced at the ground. He realized something was amiss, for the Unown that were there previously weren't there anymore. As if on queue, he heard the sounds of many Unown circling around the room above him. He went to look up, but suddenly found himself standing in the grass just nearby the ruins.
Outside Solaceon Ruins. 6AM
He looked around at the forested area in a daze, trying to rationalize what had just taken place. Had the Unown teleported him out somehow? He really wanted to dwell on this topic, but was snapped out of it as the sound of explosives echoed through the air. The smell of smoke filled the air as appearances of large pieces of rock flying up into the sky began. This was really bad. Despite being a small town filled with farmers and ranchers that spoke funny, Solaceon Town was still nearby. If any of those rocks hit someone or something, it'd probably be destroyed. Soren could do nothing but hide under a group of nearby trees and hope he wasn't hit while this was happening. When it appeared to be all clear, he ran back to where the ruins once more. It its place was what was apparently a crater, a big whole in the ground with debris everywhere. Galactic members appeared to be digging through the hole, and he heard "that kid has to be down here somewhere" said by Zylas from earlier. His concerns turned to truth as he noticed a Galactic Commander there as well. *image removed*. She was dressed in her usual "spacewoman" appearance with her same old red hairstyle that looked like it came out of a bad 90s movie. Even so, she was an attractive woman in her early twenties, and a powerful Pokemon trainer. He was about to make a move himself, when he found himself lifted up by both arms by a fairly large, bald, muscular man behind him. He sensed his doom when he found himself being dragged over to Mars.
"Hey boss, look what I just found snooping around. Seems to me like this kid is asking for trouble!" The guy said quite loudly, getting the attention of Mars as well as the crew in the pit. "Hey! That's the kid! How the hell did he survive!?" Zylas shouted to his Commander, who smirked in response as she approached Soren in the man's grasp."
"Put him down, I'll take care of this. Hurry up and go get her while I deal with this." Mars said coldly as the bulky man dropped Soren, leaving him to stumble before gaining proper footing once more. "So, Soren Exenburgh. Son of Gerald Exenburgh, our newest Commander. I have a proposition for you, and since you have what we're looking for in your pocket, your response is even more crucial." She said coldly.
"Go on then, although I doubt I'll be handing your little item of fancy over anytime soon." Soren remarked. He was once again trying not to show his fear, but his shaking right arm gave away his guise. This wasn't a surprise, though. Team Galactic weren't pushovers like the teams from the other countries. They would shoot for their goal, no matter the cost. Soren was dealing with a Commander, the highest rank of a member aside from Boss, although Cyrus held that position.
"I would like to extend a formal invitation from our great leader, Cyrus, to join our little group. Apparently, he along with your father would like to see you with us for whatever reason." She said colder still, yet at the same time it sounded sly, like she had some sort of trump up her sleeve.
"N-no!" Soren refused as he took a step back, his whole body shaking now. It was futile to bother fighting back if they attempted to do so, he was just too outnumbered. "I vowed back when you people took my mother's life that I'd do away with you people! I'm not joining!"
"Well, that's just not acceptable, is it?" Mars responded in kind as she glanced behind Soren. A young girl with green hair in a ponytail and blue eyes approached. "Maybe someone you hold dear can talk some sense into you then..."
"Wait, wha-"
"Commander Mars? What was it you needed of me ma'am?" A high pitched, feminine voice chirped shyly from behind Soren, interrupting him. It was familiar, yet distant to him. He knew it, yet he couldn't place who's voice it was. He wanted to turn around to look, but he wouldn't dare at this point.
"Ah, yes, I need you to battle him for me. Show me that you have the potential I believe you have, child."
"Umm... I don't know if I can beat this person. He looks kind of strong from the back..." The girl replied. It sounded as if she had little confidence in herself. Not being able to hold his curiosity anymore, Soren spun around to see his opponent, and almost passed out when he saw her.
"Lyff..."
"Soren..."
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"ALICIA!!!"
Pann's eyes shifted towards the rattling glass doors, which were threatening to shatter from the shrieking voice. It was one of the rare movements that Pann allowed as she sat like a statue and stared at everyone who walked into the store, but even so, the pokemon couldn't miss this. It was a daily event, in which that odd woman who seemed to be Alice's trainer would yell at her for bumbling, or to go get something. Pann would often sit at her spot next to the berry trees and ponder whether, if that strange woman was Alice's trainer, did that make her Pann's trainer too? Lazily ignoring Bluuza who'd floated out of the shop, the petals around her head catching the wind that was exhaled with the screaming and yelling. Pressing her ears back, Pann muffled the sounds of yelling, and caught Bluuza's attention. The cherrim quickly took up her usual pastime of trying to make Pann move again, though Pann had moved her last muscle.
"C-Coming!" Pann's trainer had a sweet voice that highly contrasted that old woman's voice, which was shrill and far from pleasant. Bluuza poked Pann's forehead in vain, the leafeon sitting as still as ever and staring straight down the road towards the farm on the corner, like always. After about five minutes of no response, Bluuza grew tired of the game and floated back into the shop, to see Alice letting a small pichu run around her shoulders. The cherrim held her breath and tried not to let jealousy overcome her as she floated over to sit with Rozza on the counter. The roserade gave no motion that cherrim had taken up post next to her, and continued to nap peacefully.
"Listen here Alice," The old woman snapped, "I want you to go find me some Lum berries. The one we planted two days ago should be starting to ripen now, and if you did things right, then there should be two waiting for you. Put them into a cloth, they won't crush, even if you step on them, but it you lose them, then your in big trouble little miss. Remember, you're not allowed to go any further then the berry patch, no adventures in the ruins!!"
Alice nodded and took the blue and white checkered cloth from the strange woman before heading for the sliding glass doors, which were always cleaned just so that there wasn't even the slightly speck on them.
"Don't forget your pokemon! There are unknown in those ruins, it'll be bad if you get caught up in them!!" The bat shrieked after Alice, even though she'd hardly taken three steps away from the spot she'd originally stood.
"R-Right! Come on guys, want to tag along?" The twinkle in Alice's eyes meant that if they did tag along, she'd grab three sweet Pecha berries for Krisst, Rozza and Bluuza, a sour Aspear berry for Splizz, and a bitter Rawst berry for Pann. Rozza and Krisst returned to their pokeballs, deciding not to take the walk to the edge of the forest, accompanying Splizz on Alice's belt. Pann however, took the dignity of walking alongside her trainer, to make sure no trouble befell her, just so that she could react quickly, even if Alice couldn't. Bluuza took her usual post on Alice's shoulder, waving to random people who were working their fields, even though they'd been waving more at Alice then Bluuza. Holding her head up high, Pann paid no mind to the friendly humans who greeted her trainer, and instead kept her eyes peeled for enemies. Indeed, it did seem like Pann's attentive attitude was of a positive profit, as she was the first to feel the explosion while the trio collected the numerous berries, the first to notice that the Sitrus Berry tree, one of the most useful berries in the entire grove, was stripped clean.
Pann barked at her trainer, who was still a little shocked from stumbling as the ground shook. Bluuza quickly retreated into her pokeball, fearful of something a normal human like Alice couldn't place, but something that Pann was growling and waving her tail about.
"Pann, what's-"
"Poison sting!"
The leafeon easily dodged the silver rods of poison, ignoring any command that Alice might've given her and whipping her head about, thrusting a Magical Leaf at her opponent. It was quiet for a split second that felt like an eternity for the shaking Alice, before a blood curdling shriek emitted. Pressing her ears back, Pann dashed forward, leaving her trainer behind to dish out a quick attack. It was an easy ordeal for her, forests were Pann's homefield, and Alice could barely make out another barrage of leaves attacking the two strange clad men who'd stolen the sitrus berries and attacked Pann and herself.
"Rrr…" Pann scowled over her shoulder as she tread lightly back to her trainer, having successfully chased away the strangers. Alice bent over and when Pann turned around again, her eyes met the biggest Rawst berry she'd ever seen.
"Aunt Cecil'll definetely be unhappy, but thank you for making them go away Pann!" Said Alice with a smile, and Pann, embarassed to be rewarded for what she considered common conduct, took the Rawst berry in her mouth, pretending that the berry was no surprise to her, and it's size wasn't of any concern to her.
"Think I should let out Splizz, just in case?" She asked Pann, who replied indifferently, her voice muffled as she chewed a large bite of Rawst berry. But Alice decided it would be for the best, and the magnezone quickly turned on hostile when he was released, glaring straight into the forest while Alice continued to collect the berries, albeit, a little more quietly as she gave shifty glances at the sitrus tree that was stripped clean.
Pann's eyes shifted towards the rattling glass doors, which were threatening to shatter from the shrieking voice. It was one of the rare movements that Pann allowed as she sat like a statue and stared at everyone who walked into the store, but even so, the pokemon couldn't miss this. It was a daily event, in which that odd woman who seemed to be Alice's trainer would yell at her for bumbling, or to go get something. Pann would often sit at her spot next to the berry trees and ponder whether, if that strange woman was Alice's trainer, did that make her Pann's trainer too? Lazily ignoring Bluuza who'd floated out of the shop, the petals around her head catching the wind that was exhaled with the screaming and yelling. Pressing her ears back, Pann muffled the sounds of yelling, and caught Bluuza's attention. The cherrim quickly took up her usual pastime of trying to make Pann move again, though Pann had moved her last muscle.
"C-Coming!" Pann's trainer had a sweet voice that highly contrasted that old woman's voice, which was shrill and far from pleasant. Bluuza poked Pann's forehead in vain, the leafeon sitting as still as ever and staring straight down the road towards the farm on the corner, like always. After about five minutes of no response, Bluuza grew tired of the game and floated back into the shop, to see Alice letting a small pichu run around her shoulders. The cherrim held her breath and tried not to let jealousy overcome her as she floated over to sit with Rozza on the counter. The roserade gave no motion that cherrim had taken up post next to her, and continued to nap peacefully.
"Listen here Alice," The old woman snapped, "I want you to go find me some Lum berries. The one we planted two days ago should be starting to ripen now, and if you did things right, then there should be two waiting for you. Put them into a cloth, they won't crush, even if you step on them, but it you lose them, then your in big trouble little miss. Remember, you're not allowed to go any further then the berry patch, no adventures in the ruins!!"
Alice nodded and took the blue and white checkered cloth from the strange woman before heading for the sliding glass doors, which were always cleaned just so that there wasn't even the slightly speck on them.
"Don't forget your pokemon! There are unknown in those ruins, it'll be bad if you get caught up in them!!" The bat shrieked after Alice, even though she'd hardly taken three steps away from the spot she'd originally stood.
"R-Right! Come on guys, want to tag along?" The twinkle in Alice's eyes meant that if they did tag along, she'd grab three sweet Pecha berries for Krisst, Rozza and Bluuza, a sour Aspear berry for Splizz, and a bitter Rawst berry for Pann. Rozza and Krisst returned to their pokeballs, deciding not to take the walk to the edge of the forest, accompanying Splizz on Alice's belt. Pann however, took the dignity of walking alongside her trainer, to make sure no trouble befell her, just so that she could react quickly, even if Alice couldn't. Bluuza took her usual post on Alice's shoulder, waving to random people who were working their fields, even though they'd been waving more at Alice then Bluuza. Holding her head up high, Pann paid no mind to the friendly humans who greeted her trainer, and instead kept her eyes peeled for enemies. Indeed, it did seem like Pann's attentive attitude was of a positive profit, as she was the first to feel the explosion while the trio collected the numerous berries, the first to notice that the Sitrus Berry tree, one of the most useful berries in the entire grove, was stripped clean.
Pann barked at her trainer, who was still a little shocked from stumbling as the ground shook. Bluuza quickly retreated into her pokeball, fearful of something a normal human like Alice couldn't place, but something that Pann was growling and waving her tail about.
"Pann, what's-"
"Poison sting!"
The leafeon easily dodged the silver rods of poison, ignoring any command that Alice might've given her and whipping her head about, thrusting a Magical Leaf at her opponent. It was quiet for a split second that felt like an eternity for the shaking Alice, before a blood curdling shriek emitted. Pressing her ears back, Pann dashed forward, leaving her trainer behind to dish out a quick attack. It was an easy ordeal for her, forests were Pann's homefield, and Alice could barely make out another barrage of leaves attacking the two strange clad men who'd stolen the sitrus berries and attacked Pann and herself.
"Rrr…" Pann scowled over her shoulder as she tread lightly back to her trainer, having successfully chased away the strangers. Alice bent over and when Pann turned around again, her eyes met the biggest Rawst berry she'd ever seen.
"Aunt Cecil'll definetely be unhappy, but thank you for making them go away Pann!" Said Alice with a smile, and Pann, embarassed to be rewarded for what she considered common conduct, took the Rawst berry in her mouth, pretending that the berry was no surprise to her, and it's size wasn't of any concern to her.
"Think I should let out Splizz, just in case?" She asked Pann, who replied indifferently, her voice muffled as she chewed a large bite of Rawst berry. But Alice decided it would be for the best, and the magnezone quickly turned on hostile when he was released, glaring straight into the forest while Alice continued to collect the berries, albeit, a little more quietly as she gave shifty glances at the sitrus tree that was stripped clean.
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Qwarr~... "Ugh, I'm so damn hungry!" A young man atop of a giant rock snake like pokemon shouted to the heavens of his need for food! Johnny, currently in Solaceon Town, was aimlessly wondering about looking for the so called "Ruins" which he believed to hold more ground pokemon. So far, his progress on locating the ruins however, has been zero. Besides it was quite difficult for him to locate said ruins, when he is in such a famished state. Thinking of other less important things, his impression on the region, Sinnoh, is an impression he himself was surprised to have. The abundant pokemon he has never seen are what truly amazed him, although this could be for his lack of traveling anywhere farther then Cerulean City. For a second, it made Johnny think about capturing these pokemon but then simply brushed it off, remembering his obvious obsession for ground pokemon while traveling atop of Steelix, which brings us to the next subject. Along the road from Canalave City to his current location, Johnny decided to take a lazy route and instead of walking, hitched a ride on Steelix, telling the pokemon the exercise is good for it. But the pokemon knew he said this in order to pawn a free ride, the grey snake did not mind though it was more then happy to help him.
Hopping down from Giton, a name meaning "Giga Ton", Johnny calls his father's Steelix this in order to tease it of its giganticness, it being not the pokemons official nickname, it ignores Johnny anytime it is called it. He withdrew Steelix and out came his new friend in Sinnoh, Hippopotas. "Hey, hey, you should know this place very well eh? Seeing as your from this region and all." The pokemon looked at Johnny as if he was the most idiotic person ever. The pokemon may have been captured in the Sinnoh region, but for it to know the entire landscape was a ridiculous request. "Im starving Hipp, dont you know a place to eat around here?" Continuing with the same arrogant question, not noticing the pokemon's look it shot him. Hippopotas began to enter its own little world away from Johnny as it began exploring this town, obviously new to its surroundings, he also began to take notice to what was around him.There wasnt that much to see around these parts, what he did notice however was a daycare center not too far from where he was. He even attempted to leave the bad tempered Hippopotas there for awhile hoping it would become better, but when the pokemon heard this it released itself from within its pokeball and comically bit Johnny in the leg.
Qqqwwaaarr~..., his stomach started to grumble again only louder this time, he felt a small tug on his leg and looked down, what he saw delighted him. Hippopotas wheeled a light brown ball with a slightly darker brown stem, the pokemon mimicked a person eating as to tell Johnny this was food. With delight Johnny patted the pokemon on the head and took a big bite of it, savoring every drop, but he began to notice..something was off about it. The pokemon snickered as it watched Johnny eat the "fruit". "..Wait a minute...Hipp, where did you get this? Its awfully dry, and I cant put my finger on it, but it taste surprisingly similar..". Hippopotas nudged the ground to signify the "fruit" original location.
"D-...Did you just feed me dirt!? GAH-" Johnny comically gagged on the dirt ball that was entering his throat. "Y-Y-You! This is so gross!" the pokemon was rolled over on its back laughing not taking notice to the torture Johnny was receiving in his stomach. "What im most impressed about is how you managed to turn this dry dirt into such a nice round ball. Sure making it round is no big deal but to keep it in place water would be needed, and we haven't seen any source of water for an hou-...you didn't.." Hippopotas could barley contain itself, it looked as though she could die from laughter at the conclusion Johnny was coming too. "Did you p-" *BOOM*
An explosion was heard that cut off Johnny's laughter instantly. Looking toward the direction of the sound, a large boulder the size of a poke' moving van was hurdling towards him and Hipp. With a swift movement of his hands he returned Hippopotas, which was still laughing I might add, and released Steelix in the next. The pokemon didnt fully grasp the situation at end, but it quickly took notice of the boulder and instantly headbutted it, sending the boulder to pieces. As bits of rocks showered down Steelix hovered over Johnny making sure not to let the trainer succumb to any harm. When Steelix moved away Johnny was still glaring in the direction the large boulder came from, he himself not fully understanding the situation as well as the pokemon, he climbed onto Steelix and headed towards there new destination.
Upon approaching closer to the target, he noticed wild pokemon scurrying away from it. Whatever is going, seems to have upset the pokemon a great deal... He noticed a Vespiquen fly by him, he turned on Steelix's head, while the pokemon was still moving, and shouted " Hey! Dont worry! Whatever is happening, I, Johnny will take care of it!" giving a thumbs up to it, and a smile, the pokemon ignored Johnny completely as it fled. Scorned, Johnny looked away, Steelix chuckled to itself. As the distance narrowed between Johnny and the destination, he could see the rubble of a ruin just a little bit over the horizon of a small hill he was overcoming.
Reaching his point, he scanned over what was taking place. It seem quiet a few individuals were involved with some weird looking people. "Is that Team Rocket?!" Johnny jumped from atop Steelix's head, trying to take a good look of the people at the scene from his close, yet far distance. Some of them were dressed in spiffy uniforms, where as, he noticed two people dressed normally, a male and a female. Who were these two? Johnny had no idea, but they were both engaged into battles and not to mention outnumbered by the uniformed people. He the boy would need the assistance as there were more members around him, but Johnny had his own problems now. Having a gigantic pokemon by your side isn't the best way to keep from having attention "...Way to go Giton.." knocking at the pokemon's side. One member was on his way to Johnny with a two loose Drapion by his side. "You have got to be kiddin' me! You think your measly little pokemon can take on Giton!? Tough luck!" Johnny boarded the Steelix and engaged the unknown person into combat, the pokemon were no sweat. "Iron Tail Steelix!". With its tail glowing violently, it swung its massive body part at the Drapion, knocking one of them out but missed the other one. The left over Drapion lunged at Steelix's sturdy face. "Poison Sting!" Its trainer yelled. The pokemon was about to perform its move when Steelix quickly captured it between its jaws. "Crunch!" Johnny yelled happily, knowing this battle was clearly over.
Dispatching the fainted Drapion in Steelix's mouth, Johnny once again regained composure atop of Steelix. Instead of going to one of the trainer's outnumbered, he thought to himself to watch the situation that was taking place. The girl looked as though she was capable of handling herself with her magnificent pokemon, and nothing extravagant was happening with the boy, but he was being approached by a young girl. Johnny stared and listened to what was going on, thanks to his prior engagement with one of the uniformed freaks, he was closer to the boy now and was in ear-shot range.
Hopping down from Giton, a name meaning "Giga Ton", Johnny calls his father's Steelix this in order to tease it of its giganticness, it being not the pokemons official nickname, it ignores Johnny anytime it is called it. He withdrew Steelix and out came his new friend in Sinnoh, Hippopotas. "Hey, hey, you should know this place very well eh? Seeing as your from this region and all." The pokemon looked at Johnny as if he was the most idiotic person ever. The pokemon may have been captured in the Sinnoh region, but for it to know the entire landscape was a ridiculous request. "Im starving Hipp, dont you know a place to eat around here?" Continuing with the same arrogant question, not noticing the pokemon's look it shot him. Hippopotas began to enter its own little world away from Johnny as it began exploring this town, obviously new to its surroundings, he also began to take notice to what was around him.There wasnt that much to see around these parts, what he did notice however was a daycare center not too far from where he was. He even attempted to leave the bad tempered Hippopotas there for awhile hoping it would become better, but when the pokemon heard this it released itself from within its pokeball and comically bit Johnny in the leg.
Qqqwwaaarr~..., his stomach started to grumble again only louder this time, he felt a small tug on his leg and looked down, what he saw delighted him. Hippopotas wheeled a light brown ball with a slightly darker brown stem, the pokemon mimicked a person eating as to tell Johnny this was food. With delight Johnny patted the pokemon on the head and took a big bite of it, savoring every drop, but he began to notice..something was off about it. The pokemon snickered as it watched Johnny eat the "fruit". "..Wait a minute...Hipp, where did you get this? Its awfully dry, and I cant put my finger on it, but it taste surprisingly similar..". Hippopotas nudged the ground to signify the "fruit" original location.
"D-...Did you just feed me dirt!? GAH-" Johnny comically gagged on the dirt ball that was entering his throat. "Y-Y-You! This is so gross!" the pokemon was rolled over on its back laughing not taking notice to the torture Johnny was receiving in his stomach. "What im most impressed about is how you managed to turn this dry dirt into such a nice round ball. Sure making it round is no big deal but to keep it in place water would be needed, and we haven't seen any source of water for an hou-...you didn't.." Hippopotas could barley contain itself, it looked as though she could die from laughter at the conclusion Johnny was coming too. "Did you p-" *BOOM*
An explosion was heard that cut off Johnny's laughter instantly. Looking toward the direction of the sound, a large boulder the size of a poke' moving van was hurdling towards him and Hipp. With a swift movement of his hands he returned Hippopotas, which was still laughing I might add, and released Steelix in the next. The pokemon didnt fully grasp the situation at end, but it quickly took notice of the boulder and instantly headbutted it, sending the boulder to pieces. As bits of rocks showered down Steelix hovered over Johnny making sure not to let the trainer succumb to any harm. When Steelix moved away Johnny was still glaring in the direction the large boulder came from, he himself not fully understanding the situation as well as the pokemon, he climbed onto Steelix and headed towards there new destination.
Upon approaching closer to the target, he noticed wild pokemon scurrying away from it. Whatever is going, seems to have upset the pokemon a great deal... He noticed a Vespiquen fly by him, he turned on Steelix's head, while the pokemon was still moving, and shouted " Hey! Dont worry! Whatever is happening, I, Johnny will take care of it!" giving a thumbs up to it, and a smile, the pokemon ignored Johnny completely as it fled. Scorned, Johnny looked away, Steelix chuckled to itself. As the distance narrowed between Johnny and the destination, he could see the rubble of a ruin just a little bit over the horizon of a small hill he was overcoming.
Reaching his point, he scanned over what was taking place. It seem quiet a few individuals were involved with some weird looking people. "Is that Team Rocket?!" Johnny jumped from atop Steelix's head, trying to take a good look of the people at the scene from his close, yet far distance. Some of them were dressed in spiffy uniforms, where as, he noticed two people dressed normally, a male and a female. Who were these two? Johnny had no idea, but they were both engaged into battles and not to mention outnumbered by the uniformed people. He the boy would need the assistance as there were more members around him, but Johnny had his own problems now. Having a gigantic pokemon by your side isn't the best way to keep from having attention "...Way to go Giton.." knocking at the pokemon's side. One member was on his way to Johnny with a two loose Drapion by his side. "You have got to be kiddin' me! You think your measly little pokemon can take on Giton!? Tough luck!" Johnny boarded the Steelix and engaged the unknown person into combat, the pokemon were no sweat. "Iron Tail Steelix!". With its tail glowing violently, it swung its massive body part at the Drapion, knocking one of them out but missed the other one. The left over Drapion lunged at Steelix's sturdy face. "Poison Sting!" Its trainer yelled. The pokemon was about to perform its move when Steelix quickly captured it between its jaws. "Crunch!" Johnny yelled happily, knowing this battle was clearly over.
Dispatching the fainted Drapion in Steelix's mouth, Johnny once again regained composure atop of Steelix. Instead of going to one of the trainer's outnumbered, he thought to himself to watch the situation that was taking place. The girl looked as though she was capable of handling herself with her magnificent pokemon, and nothing extravagant was happening with the boy, but he was being approached by a young girl. Johnny stared and listened to what was going on, thanks to his prior engagement with one of the uniformed freaks, he was closer to the boy now and was in ear-shot range.
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Jyukai, do you think he'll let me join late? I started last night.
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Thanks. I'll send him the info on PM.
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"KYAAAAAAA!"
"PRRIIIIIIMA!"
The cries came from the area of the wilderness near the ruins. And then, several shapes burst forth from the trees, running at high speeds. Apparently too busy with their own qarrel to notice the explosion, or the confrontation they were racing towards, a Primeape dashed across the grass with great bounding leaps. From behind it, a young man dressed in black leather, and behind and above them, a difficult to see bird pokemon. The primeape turned in the middle of one leap, sticking out its tongue at it's pursuer, and caught a pebble in the forehead for it's trouble. the velocity causing it to develop a minor concussion as it fell to the ground, rolling for several feet. "HAH!" Shouted the young man, stopping to loom over the semiconscious pokemon. "Toldja you couldn't get away."
And it was just then that the bird pokemon glided silently in, and whacked his trained in the back of the head with the stick it always carried. "OW! What the hell, Fetch?" I aske,d spinning to confront it as it landed. "Fetch'd!" It said, holding up it's stick in one outstretched wing, as though proclaiming victory. "You're annoying." I said to him, and he gently tucked his stick away into his feathers. "Oh, look." I said, turning to glance at the people several yards off, as Primeape began to get to his feet, wobbling somewhat. "Want to intrude?" "FETCH'D!"
"KYAAAAAAA!"
"PRRIIIIIIMA!"
The cries came from the area of the wilderness near the ruins. And then, several shapes burst forth from the trees, running at high speeds. Apparently too busy with their own qarrel to notice the explosion, or the confrontation they were racing towards, a Primeape dashed across the grass with great bounding leaps. From behind it, a young man dressed in black leather, and behind and above them, a difficult to see bird pokemon. The primeape turned in the middle of one leap, sticking out its tongue at it's pursuer, and caught a pebble in the forehead for it's trouble. the velocity causing it to develop a minor concussion as it fell to the ground, rolling for several feet. "HAH!" Shouted the young man, stopping to loom over the semiconscious pokemon. "Toldja you couldn't get away."
And it was just then that the bird pokemon glided silently in, and whacked his trained in the back of the head with the stick it always carried. "OW! What the hell, Fetch?" I aske,d spinning to confront it as it landed. "Fetch'd!" It said, holding up it's stick in one outstretched wing, as though proclaiming victory. "You're annoying." I said to him, and he gently tucked his stick away into his feathers. "Oh, look." I said, turning to glance at the people several yards off, as Primeape began to get to his feet, wobbling somewhat. "Want to intrude?" "FETCH'D!"
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OOC: Not by any means great (Yay for night time?) but it'll hopefull satisfy the masses for now.
IC:
When it happened, Blue was standing in the Solaceon Town Pokemon Center. As Joy was handing Blue his pokemon, a distant explosion shook the building. Fonse, who happened to be out of his Pokeball at the time, was sitting in a corner pulling petals from a flower. When the minor shake hit the center, the Vileplume didn't even flinch. When it was over a couple of seconds later, a heavy sigh escaped his mouth. <Guess I lived again..> he crooned, and stood up to follow Blue from the center.
Fonse was always upset. <There's just nothing about the world,> he would say, <that makes me happy. It's just one big dissapointment after another.> (Of course, he had no basis for his claims, he just liked to complain.) <I just wish I could curl up and->
"Fonse! Come on." Blue's voice cut through the low buzz of the townspeople. Although still sulky, Fonse complied. Blue was always able to get him up and walking again.
Quickly returning Fonse to his dusk ball, (<Back to my deep, dark hole.. reminds me of life.>) Blue headed in the general direction of the rumble. It had been almost... 3 days since he'd seen any real action, and hopefully this would put an end to this boredome streak.
A gust of wind blew, shoving the putrid smell of explosives into his nose. Covering his face with his shirt, he pushed through a tall hedge and nearly yelled in shock. The entire ruins were no more. Substituting for the once beautiful ruins was a huge, ugly crater; inky black smoke billowing from several points inside the blast zone. As he gawked, two people stumbled out of the bushes looking rather confused. Their choice of dress was rather.. interesting, to say the least - silver space suit lookin' things with (obviously[and poorly] dyed) teal colored hair. As the couple looked Blue over, suddenly, the male snarled. "I know you! Rocket scum!"
Blue was taken aback, but said nothing, only slowly reaching for his belt. "Don't think I forgot about what happened last time we met! It's payback time!" At the same time, each one of the Galactic grunts reached for a pokeball, and Blue reached for two. Lash and Splash emerged from the flash of light by Blue, and a Croagunk and Glameow appeared on the other side of the battlefield. And like a flash of lightning, it was on.
Blue was cold and calculating in battle, and he issued orders with passion. "Alright, this'll be no sweat. Lash, use faint attack on Glameow - with your speed it'll be a snap!" With a nod, Lash sped forward, and dodged in and out, before making the dive, striking fast and hard right into the chest of the Glameow. It was at that moment that everything changed. Suddenly.. suddenly the Glameow was so perfect.. The sneasel nearly double over - how had he not seen how gorgeous she was before? He could have sworn that she'd been looking at him the entire time.. Lash was through fighting forever if he could just be with this wonderful pokemon for the rest of his life...
IC:
When it happened, Blue was standing in the Solaceon Town Pokemon Center. As Joy was handing Blue his pokemon, a distant explosion shook the building. Fonse, who happened to be out of his Pokeball at the time, was sitting in a corner pulling petals from a flower. When the minor shake hit the center, the Vileplume didn't even flinch. When it was over a couple of seconds later, a heavy sigh escaped his mouth. <Guess I lived again..> he crooned, and stood up to follow Blue from the center.
Fonse was always upset. <There's just nothing about the world,> he would say, <that makes me happy. It's just one big dissapointment after another.> (Of course, he had no basis for his claims, he just liked to complain.) <I just wish I could curl up and->
"Fonse! Come on." Blue's voice cut through the low buzz of the townspeople. Although still sulky, Fonse complied. Blue was always able to get him up and walking again.
Quickly returning Fonse to his dusk ball, (<Back to my deep, dark hole.. reminds me of life.>) Blue headed in the general direction of the rumble. It had been almost... 3 days since he'd seen any real action, and hopefully this would put an end to this boredome streak.
A gust of wind blew, shoving the putrid smell of explosives into his nose. Covering his face with his shirt, he pushed through a tall hedge and nearly yelled in shock. The entire ruins were no more. Substituting for the once beautiful ruins was a huge, ugly crater; inky black smoke billowing from several points inside the blast zone. As he gawked, two people stumbled out of the bushes looking rather confused. Their choice of dress was rather.. interesting, to say the least - silver space suit lookin' things with (obviously[and poorly] dyed) teal colored hair. As the couple looked Blue over, suddenly, the male snarled. "I know you! Rocket scum!"
Blue was taken aback, but said nothing, only slowly reaching for his belt. "Don't think I forgot about what happened last time we met! It's payback time!" At the same time, each one of the Galactic grunts reached for a pokeball, and Blue reached for two. Lash and Splash emerged from the flash of light by Blue, and a Croagunk and Glameow appeared on the other side of the battlefield. And like a flash of lightning, it was on.
Blue was cold and calculating in battle, and he issued orders with passion. "Alright, this'll be no sweat. Lash, use faint attack on Glameow - with your speed it'll be a snap!" With a nod, Lash sped forward, and dodged in and out, before making the dive, striking fast and hard right into the chest of the Glameow. It was at that moment that everything changed. Suddenly.. suddenly the Glameow was so perfect.. The sneasel nearly double over - how had he not seen how gorgeous she was before? He could have sworn that she'd been looking at him the entire time.. Lash was through fighting forever if he could just be with this wonderful pokemon for the rest of his life...
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Jim
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[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]OOC: It's long but I'm not sure how long as I typed it on OpenOffice (Like MSWord) But if it's extremely long -Which I doubt- It's because I'm putting off doing my Homework by using this as an excuse xP...Ok, time for some gender bending![/FONT]
[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Outside PokéCentre – Solaceon Town.[/FONT]
[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]It was an amazing and beautiful day in Sinnoh. The Sun was strong and the breeze was calm, perfect weather for a Pokémon Battle. [FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Two Pokémon trainers were currently undergoing a practice battle outside of Solaceon Cities' Pokémon centre. One of them was a lanky boy wearing Dark Blue Jeans, a White T-Shirt and a Blue Bandanna around his head. He was currently battling with a Croconaw. The other Trainer was an average height girl with a Yellow-Orange striped shirt that fell at her knees accompanied by Dark Blue Cycling shorts. She had Pure white running shoes and was sporting a Yellow bandanna. Her long blonde hair reached to the back of her thighs and her baby blue eyes were rather piercing. On her shoulder was sitting one of her friends, a small blob of a Pokémon called Ditto.[/FONT][/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]OK Murkrow! Finish it off with a Shadow Ball!" Roisin -the Girl- commanded too her Small witch like, Bird Pokémon.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Muuur!" He screeched as he released a ball of pure Dark energy from his Beak. Murkrow aimed the Shadow ball at the unsuspecting; Blue Crocodile Pokémon.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Crooca!" Croconaw shouted as it was stuck by the Powerful Shadow Ball attack. Croconaw fell to the floor; unconscious and was returned to his spherical home known as a Pokéball.[/FONT]
[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]The little Witch like bird Pokémon flew over to his trainer gracefully with a very smug look on his face. The very proud Murkrow shot a smile at Roisin; who returned it. She seized Murkrow and embraced him in a hug, jumping up and down excitedly. "You did it! You won!" She squealed at the Blackbird Pokémon; he seemed embarrassed by this and flew out of her arms and landed on her Left shoulder.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Dit-dit-dit!" came a high pitched voice from her other shoulder. Roisin turned and smiled at both Pokémon and then she pulled out 3 other Pokéballs from her beige coloured bag.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Come on out! It's feeding time!" she yelled as she threw them up into the air. In a huge flash of white light erupted three other Pokémon. A mysterious hovering Ice/Ghost type known as Froslass. The hyperactive and fun pig Pokémon: Spoink and finally the seemingly physical powerhouse, the cute teddy bear: Teddiursa.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]It's feeding time!" she yelled as her Pokémon all cheered.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]You know what too do Ditto!" she exclaimed as she turned too Ditto with an encouraging look on her face. Ditto Returned the look as it chirped its name. The pink blob hurled itself into the air and his unstable body started to expand wildly in all directions. He was Transforming. As Ditto came closer too the floor it was very flat and long, in a square shape. Suddenly his Pink/Purple colour had changed into a Green colour with Red patterns on. Ditto had Transformed into a Picnic Blanket; with a face.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif][FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Nice one Ditto!" Roisin shouted as she pulled out a tub of Pokémon food from her bag. She emptied it on top of the blanket, near Dittos' mouth. "Dinners' served guys!" she yelled as her friends charged towards the pile of PokéPellets. The little Pig Pokémon Charged forward, grabbed one Pellet and started to bounce off in another direction. Froslass had Grabbed a handful and floated over to sit under the shade of a tree; alone and Ditto was being fed by whatever Roisin dropped inside his mouth. There was only a small pile left on the mat. These were being demolished by the two Rivals; Teddiursa and Murkrow. They never broke eye contact as they scoffed the food down their throats until; there was only one left. They both stared at each other, anticipating the others' moves when suddenly. They both charged for it. They piled on top of it and started pecking and scratching each others' eyes out .[/FONT][FONT=Arial, sans-serif](Figure of speech xP)[/FONT][FONT=Arial, sans-serif] As they were fighting the last Pellet rolled slowly into the mouth of Ditto who ate it happily.[/FONT][/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Break it up!" Roisin screamed as she attempted to separate the two Pokémon. "Argh! Froslass! Use Hypnosis on Teddiursa!" She yelled out of desperation. Froslass hovered over too the fighting Pokémon and shot out Three Bright Pink rings of energy fron her glowing pink eyes and shot them towards Teddiursa. The young Bear Pokémon put his fist back inside his mouth and curled up on the floor, he slowly drifted into a light sleep."Thanks Froslass," she sighed and smiled at the Ice/Ghost Pokémon hovering next too her. She pulled out Four Pokéballs from her bag and returned Three Pokémon to their Pokéballs. "Wait a minute!" She said. "Froslass, Murkrow, Teddiursa... Who am I missing?... SPOINK!" She shouted stuffed Three of the Pokéballs back into her bag. She started running down the hill accompanied by Ditto, back into his Regular form.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]SPOINK!" Roisin yelled as she ran down the hill. "Dit-dit-to!" Ditto screeched, mimicking her. They were running down the hill for a long time before they stumbled upon an enclosed farm space. There she saw a young girl playing with a young Cherubi. "Hey! Have you seen a Spoink bounce down here?" Roisin asked frantically. "What's a Spoink?" The little Girl asked. Roisin groaned and turned to Ditto who seemed to get the idea. Ditto leaped into the air and transformed himself into Spoink. But there were some differences as Transforming from memory was very difficult for Ditto. It was nearly exactly like Spoink but he had a Pink nose and no Pink cheeks. Also it was quite a bit larger than the average Spoink. "Yeah, I saw that... It wandered into the woods," the girl replied. After Roisin thanked the Girl they charged off into the Woods looking for Spoink.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Spoink! SPOINK!" She shouted into the woods. Roisin collapsed to her knees when suddenly she had an idea. "Come on out Murkrow!" she shouted as she released him from his Pokéball. "Now Ditto, Transform into Murkrow," she commanded. Sitto Expanded into the shape of Murkrow and then assumed The Crow Pokémons' colours. "OK, search the Forest together and when you find Spoink send up a Shadow Ball each and we'll come too you. If I find him first; watch out for a Psybeam and come too that," Roisin informed her Pokémon like a mission briefing. They gave an affirmative nod and flew off in search of Spoink.[/FONT]
[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]As she walked into the woods she was suddenly taken by surprise, the Earth was shaking underneath her. It wasn't hard to locate the source as she saw a giant steel, Serpentine like Pokémon with somebody on its' back. "Wow, a Steelix!" She exclaimed. All of a sudden everything fell silent. Many wild Pokémon were charging out of the woods. All the Pokémon were desperately escaping from something, not caring what they destroyed in their paths. "Spoooooooink!" cried a high pitched voice. Spoink had just leapt from a tree and into Roisins arms. But before She could even acknowledge him there was an extremely loud noise, it was an explosion! Rocks were flying everywhere and smoke was billowing from the distance. [/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]WOW! WHAT WAS THAT?!" Roisin screamed in utter amazement. "Spoink Spoink?" the young pig chirped as he looked around. "SPOINK!" he squealed as he wriggled himself out of Roisins arms, Roisin jerked her head into the air where a couple of giant boulders were hurtling towards them at a very high speed. [/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]AHHH! SPOINK, PSYBEAM!" Roisin shrieked out of instinct. Spoink jumped out of her arms and sprung himself up into the air with his tail. The enormous Pink pearl that rests on Spoinks' head started to glow brightly. Spoink screamed and unleashed a gigantic ray of psychic energy, all multi coloured and very beautiful. The Psybeam collided with the huge boulder and caused it too explode into millions of little pieces. "You did it Spoink!" Roisin shouted as she scooped up the small Gray pig Pokémon and embraced him. "Hopefully Ditto and Murkrow saw the Psybeam. Sure enough Ditto and Murkrow had found their way back too Roisin.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif][FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Thanks you two," she started. "Murkrow and Spoink, return," she said happily; returning them too their Dusk Ball and a Fast Ball respectivly. [/FONT]"Ok Ditto," She sighed, looking a Ditto who had assumed his normal form. "Let's go see where that explosion came from," and together the duo walked into the distance.[/FONT]
[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]OOC: I know I'm supposed to start a new paragraph every time someone speaks but it looks tacky. Also sorry for quality lack.[/FONT]
[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Outside PokéCentre – Solaceon Town.[/FONT]
[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]It was an amazing and beautiful day in Sinnoh. The Sun was strong and the breeze was calm, perfect weather for a Pokémon Battle. [FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Two Pokémon trainers were currently undergoing a practice battle outside of Solaceon Cities' Pokémon centre. One of them was a lanky boy wearing Dark Blue Jeans, a White T-Shirt and a Blue Bandanna around his head. He was currently battling with a Croconaw. The other Trainer was an average height girl with a Yellow-Orange striped shirt that fell at her knees accompanied by Dark Blue Cycling shorts. She had Pure white running shoes and was sporting a Yellow bandanna. Her long blonde hair reached to the back of her thighs and her baby blue eyes were rather piercing. On her shoulder was sitting one of her friends, a small blob of a Pokémon called Ditto.[/FONT][/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]OK Murkrow! Finish it off with a Shadow Ball!" Roisin -the Girl- commanded too her Small witch like, Bird Pokémon.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Muuur!" He screeched as he released a ball of pure Dark energy from his Beak. Murkrow aimed the Shadow ball at the unsuspecting; Blue Crocodile Pokémon.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Crooca!" Croconaw shouted as it was stuck by the Powerful Shadow Ball attack. Croconaw fell to the floor; unconscious and was returned to his spherical home known as a Pokéball.[/FONT]
[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]The little Witch like bird Pokémon flew over to his trainer gracefully with a very smug look on his face. The very proud Murkrow shot a smile at Roisin; who returned it. She seized Murkrow and embraced him in a hug, jumping up and down excitedly. "You did it! You won!" She squealed at the Blackbird Pokémon; he seemed embarrassed by this and flew out of her arms and landed on her Left shoulder.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Dit-dit-dit!" came a high pitched voice from her other shoulder. Roisin turned and smiled at both Pokémon and then she pulled out 3 other Pokéballs from her beige coloured bag.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Come on out! It's feeding time!" she yelled as she threw them up into the air. In a huge flash of white light erupted three other Pokémon. A mysterious hovering Ice/Ghost type known as Froslass. The hyperactive and fun pig Pokémon: Spoink and finally the seemingly physical powerhouse, the cute teddy bear: Teddiursa.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]It's feeding time!" she yelled as her Pokémon all cheered.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]You know what too do Ditto!" she exclaimed as she turned too Ditto with an encouraging look on her face. Ditto Returned the look as it chirped its name. The pink blob hurled itself into the air and his unstable body started to expand wildly in all directions. He was Transforming. As Ditto came closer too the floor it was very flat and long, in a square shape. Suddenly his Pink/Purple colour had changed into a Green colour with Red patterns on. Ditto had Transformed into a Picnic Blanket; with a face.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif][FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Nice one Ditto!" Roisin shouted as she pulled out a tub of Pokémon food from her bag. She emptied it on top of the blanket, near Dittos' mouth. "Dinners' served guys!" she yelled as her friends charged towards the pile of PokéPellets. The little Pig Pokémon Charged forward, grabbed one Pellet and started to bounce off in another direction. Froslass had Grabbed a handful and floated over to sit under the shade of a tree; alone and Ditto was being fed by whatever Roisin dropped inside his mouth. There was only a small pile left on the mat. These were being demolished by the two Rivals; Teddiursa and Murkrow. They never broke eye contact as they scoffed the food down their throats until; there was only one left. They both stared at each other, anticipating the others' moves when suddenly. They both charged for it. They piled on top of it and started pecking and scratching each others' eyes out .[/FONT][FONT=Arial, sans-serif](Figure of speech xP)[/FONT][FONT=Arial, sans-serif] As they were fighting the last Pellet rolled slowly into the mouth of Ditto who ate it happily.[/FONT][/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Break it up!" Roisin screamed as she attempted to separate the two Pokémon. "Argh! Froslass! Use Hypnosis on Teddiursa!" She yelled out of desperation. Froslass hovered over too the fighting Pokémon and shot out Three Bright Pink rings of energy fron her glowing pink eyes and shot them towards Teddiursa. The young Bear Pokémon put his fist back inside his mouth and curled up on the floor, he slowly drifted into a light sleep."Thanks Froslass," she sighed and smiled at the Ice/Ghost Pokémon hovering next too her. She pulled out Four Pokéballs from her bag and returned Three Pokémon to their Pokéballs. "Wait a minute!" She said. "Froslass, Murkrow, Teddiursa... Who am I missing?... SPOINK!" She shouted stuffed Three of the Pokéballs back into her bag. She started running down the hill accompanied by Ditto, back into his Regular form.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]SPOINK!" Roisin yelled as she ran down the hill. "Dit-dit-to!" Ditto screeched, mimicking her. They were running down the hill for a long time before they stumbled upon an enclosed farm space. There she saw a young girl playing with a young Cherubi. "Hey! Have you seen a Spoink bounce down here?" Roisin asked frantically. "What's a Spoink?" The little Girl asked. Roisin groaned and turned to Ditto who seemed to get the idea. Ditto leaped into the air and transformed himself into Spoink. But there were some differences as Transforming from memory was very difficult for Ditto. It was nearly exactly like Spoink but he had a Pink nose and no Pink cheeks. Also it was quite a bit larger than the average Spoink. "Yeah, I saw that... It wandered into the woods," the girl replied. After Roisin thanked the Girl they charged off into the Woods looking for Spoink.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Spoink! SPOINK!" She shouted into the woods. Roisin collapsed to her knees when suddenly she had an idea. "Come on out Murkrow!" she shouted as she released him from his Pokéball. "Now Ditto, Transform into Murkrow," she commanded. Sitto Expanded into the shape of Murkrow and then assumed The Crow Pokémons' colours. "OK, search the Forest together and when you find Spoink send up a Shadow Ball each and we'll come too you. If I find him first; watch out for a Psybeam and come too that," Roisin informed her Pokémon like a mission briefing. They gave an affirmative nod and flew off in search of Spoink.[/FONT]
[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]As she walked into the woods she was suddenly taken by surprise, the Earth was shaking underneath her. It wasn't hard to locate the source as she saw a giant steel, Serpentine like Pokémon with somebody on its' back. "Wow, a Steelix!" She exclaimed. All of a sudden everything fell silent. Many wild Pokémon were charging out of the woods. All the Pokémon were desperately escaping from something, not caring what they destroyed in their paths. "Spoooooooink!" cried a high pitched voice. Spoink had just leapt from a tree and into Roisins arms. But before She could even acknowledge him there was an extremely loud noise, it was an explosion! Rocks were flying everywhere and smoke was billowing from the distance. [/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]WOW! WHAT WAS THAT?!" Roisin screamed in utter amazement. "Spoink Spoink?" the young pig chirped as he looked around. "SPOINK!" he squealed as he wriggled himself out of Roisins arms, Roisin jerked her head into the air where a couple of giant boulders were hurtling towards them at a very high speed. [/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]AHHH! SPOINK, PSYBEAM!" Roisin shrieked out of instinct. Spoink jumped out of her arms and sprung himself up into the air with his tail. The enormous Pink pearl that rests on Spoinks' head started to glow brightly. Spoink screamed and unleashed a gigantic ray of psychic energy, all multi coloured and very beautiful. The Psybeam collided with the huge boulder and caused it too explode into millions of little pieces. "You did it Spoink!" Roisin shouted as she scooped up the small Gray pig Pokémon and embraced him. "Hopefully Ditto and Murkrow saw the Psybeam. Sure enough Ditto and Murkrow had found their way back too Roisin.[/FONT]
"[FONT=Arial, sans-serif][FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Thanks you two," she started. "Murkrow and Spoink, return," she said happily; returning them too their Dusk Ball and a Fast Ball respectivly. [/FONT]"Ok Ditto," She sighed, looking a Ditto who had assumed his normal form. "Let's go see where that explosion came from," and together the duo walked into the distance.[/FONT]
[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]OOC: I know I'm supposed to start a new paragraph every time someone speaks but it looks tacky. Also sorry for quality lack.[/FONT]
UzumakiShade
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OOC: We're actually full up, sorry! Anyways, sorry guys, I'll make a post in the morning. I got caught up in a bunch of stuff, but I'm free all day tomorrow so we should be good. =x
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OOC: Sorry this post sounds so corny. But, whatever, it's a post. XD
"Dammit, we're drawing too much attention like this." Mars muttered to herself as she acknowledged all of the battle forming in the area. "I know Cyrus wanted to make it known that we're back, but at this rate we're going to end up outnumbered... Ah well, might as well enjoy the performances!" She smirked as she once again took a look at the multiple conflicts, but watched Soren and Lyff in particular. "Mental warfare works every time. How I love playing with the personal fears and anger of others..."
"S-soren... you're alive?" Lyff stuttered as she placed her hands together and brought them up to her chest. At this point many things were flying through her head, as they were Soren's head. "I... was told you were killed in the fire, that you'd never be coming back..." She hesitantly placed her right hand on a Pokéball from around her waist after noticing a glare from her Commander. There was no way she wanted to fight the friend she thought she lost, but she was so loyal that she couldn't refuse an order from Commander Mars.
Soren gritted his teeth at the entire situation as he held his left arm to the side, with his right arm fiddling with Mismagius' Pokéball around his neck. The fact that she looked really cute in that outfit aside, it was a very bad one indeed. The girl he had been searching for the past two years was standing right in front of him, and he couldn't even say something as simple as "its been a while" because of the circumstances. She, of all people, was a member of Galactic? The same person who shared feelings of hate towards them with them? "I guess in one way I died that night. My mother was killed, you disappeared without a word. I spent TWO years looking for you! What the HELL are you doing with THEM? You told me you hated them!" He lunged his Mismagius' Pokéball towards the girl, but it hit the ground about halfway to her, releasing Mismagius. The levitating purple Pokémon looked around in a confused manner, and became even more confused when she saw Lyff standing before her. Her first impulse was to fly over and tackle-glomp Lyff, but the fact that Soren wasn't already over there indicated to her that something was amiss. "If you're really with Galactic, then I'm not going to stand here and do nothing just because you're my friend. I'm not holding back..." It was obvious by the tone of his voice at this point that he was torn up inside. However, Lyff remained silent, now staring at the ground. She shook her head, indicating she had no intention of fighting him.
"Girl! What are you doing?! I took you under my wing, and you're going to do as I ordered you!" Mars yelled ferociously at the girl as she reached for a Pokéball of her own. Soren still had his back turned to her, however, so he couldn't see what she was doing. "As soon as we get back from this mission, you're going to receive maximum punishment! But for now..." At this point, a Scizor was present beside her, with her previously held Pokéball being stashed back into her pocket. "Your Achillies' Heel over there has something I require!" A shadow brushing over him almost instantly caught Soren's attention, and he turned his head in time to see a large, red claw smash into the side of his head. As he hit the ground, Arceus' Pearl flew out of his pocket, and was quickly retrieved by the Scizor. Mismagius attempted to distract it with a Shadow Ball, but the attack had little effect on the large, metallic insect. "Scizor, finish the boy. I want Lieutenant Lyff over there to understand the difference in our ranks, and what it takes to reach the rank of Commander." The Scizor nodded, and raised it's right claw into the air as it began to walk towards Soren.
"No!" Lyff shouted as she ran in between the Pokémon and it's target, stretching her arms out to form a blockade. Scizor looked to his master with irritation, and she nodded. Scizor used his left claw to knock her aside, leaving her with the wind knocked out her on the ground, before continuing. Just as he was about to finish Soren for good, a Lucario came seemingly out of nowhere and knocked the Scizor away with a Close Combat attack. A shower of Sleep Powder followed soon after, knocking out anyone within a two kilometer radius. As Mars began to fall to the ground drowsily, she managed to mutter "Dammit Cynthia..."
A Mansion: Mount Coronet Range. 10:00AM; 2 days later.
"What the heck hit me...? A Wailord?" Soren groaned as the sunlight brushing across his face woke him from his deep sleep. He twisted around violently in the white bedsheets of the old, Victorian style bed for a few moments, before remember what had happened. He shot up in the bed, but was suddenly harassed by a jolt of pain in his side. He lifted up the white shirt he was mysteriously wearing, and found a huge purple bruise from where the Scizor had hit him. The sound of feminine giggling across the averaged size bedroom took command of his attention. Sitting on a brown, Victorian style chain was Lyff, dressed in a white blouse and jean skirt, laughing her head off at the antics of the boy. "What are you- Where are we? This isn't a Galactic base, is it?"
"Nooope~" The girl replied in a calming nature as pulled her hair back into a ponytail, and wrapped a green hairband around it. "The Elite Four are apparently forming an Anti-Galactic group. They bailed us out the other day. You got knocked out pretty good you know, you've been out for two days. A lot has happened."
"TWO DAYS!?" Soren replied, considerably shocked. He had known that he had hit his head after being knocked down, but he had no clue he had been out that long. "And wait, then what are you doing here? Aren't you with Galactic?" Lyff just sighed in response to that question, and then threw some clothes at him from a nearby shelf.
"Hurry up and get changed. I'll tell you my situation later, but for now we have something to attend to. Apparently the Elite Four, and the Champion, Cynthia, want to have a meeting with all of us." She replied, noting an obvious look of confusion on his face when she said 'all of us'. "Oh, right. Aaron used his Beautifly's Sleep Powder to knock out everyone involved in the conflict, then Lucian used Alakazam to teleport us all here. Since you were out for so long, they decided to let us do whatever we want in this mansion until you woke up. Cynthia said she 'had a feeling' you'd wake up today, so we're having a meeting about the vague details." More confusion filled the boys face. "About the Anti-Galactic group... they haven't really told us more than that yet, and something about them wanting everyone's help."
"Fine, I'll get changed... JUST GET OUT."
OOC: So, your character should basically have killed the two days stuck in the mansion doing something, and they should probably be on their way to the audience chamber at some point in your next post. The audience chamber is a large white room with marble floors and a podium, lined with chairs.
"Dammit, we're drawing too much attention like this." Mars muttered to herself as she acknowledged all of the battle forming in the area. "I know Cyrus wanted to make it known that we're back, but at this rate we're going to end up outnumbered... Ah well, might as well enjoy the performances!" She smirked as she once again took a look at the multiple conflicts, but watched Soren and Lyff in particular. "Mental warfare works every time. How I love playing with the personal fears and anger of others..."
"S-soren... you're alive?" Lyff stuttered as she placed her hands together and brought them up to her chest. At this point many things were flying through her head, as they were Soren's head. "I... was told you were killed in the fire, that you'd never be coming back..." She hesitantly placed her right hand on a Pokéball from around her waist after noticing a glare from her Commander. There was no way she wanted to fight the friend she thought she lost, but she was so loyal that she couldn't refuse an order from Commander Mars.
Soren gritted his teeth at the entire situation as he held his left arm to the side, with his right arm fiddling with Mismagius' Pokéball around his neck. The fact that she looked really cute in that outfit aside, it was a very bad one indeed. The girl he had been searching for the past two years was standing right in front of him, and he couldn't even say something as simple as "its been a while" because of the circumstances. She, of all people, was a member of Galactic? The same person who shared feelings of hate towards them with them? "I guess in one way I died that night. My mother was killed, you disappeared without a word. I spent TWO years looking for you! What the HELL are you doing with THEM? You told me you hated them!" He lunged his Mismagius' Pokéball towards the girl, but it hit the ground about halfway to her, releasing Mismagius. The levitating purple Pokémon looked around in a confused manner, and became even more confused when she saw Lyff standing before her. Her first impulse was to fly over and tackle-glomp Lyff, but the fact that Soren wasn't already over there indicated to her that something was amiss. "If you're really with Galactic, then I'm not going to stand here and do nothing just because you're my friend. I'm not holding back..." It was obvious by the tone of his voice at this point that he was torn up inside. However, Lyff remained silent, now staring at the ground. She shook her head, indicating she had no intention of fighting him.
"Girl! What are you doing?! I took you under my wing, and you're going to do as I ordered you!" Mars yelled ferociously at the girl as she reached for a Pokéball of her own. Soren still had his back turned to her, however, so he couldn't see what she was doing. "As soon as we get back from this mission, you're going to receive maximum punishment! But for now..." At this point, a Scizor was present beside her, with her previously held Pokéball being stashed back into her pocket. "Your Achillies' Heel over there has something I require!" A shadow brushing over him almost instantly caught Soren's attention, and he turned his head in time to see a large, red claw smash into the side of his head. As he hit the ground, Arceus' Pearl flew out of his pocket, and was quickly retrieved by the Scizor. Mismagius attempted to distract it with a Shadow Ball, but the attack had little effect on the large, metallic insect. "Scizor, finish the boy. I want Lieutenant Lyff over there to understand the difference in our ranks, and what it takes to reach the rank of Commander." The Scizor nodded, and raised it's right claw into the air as it began to walk towards Soren.
"No!" Lyff shouted as she ran in between the Pokémon and it's target, stretching her arms out to form a blockade. Scizor looked to his master with irritation, and she nodded. Scizor used his left claw to knock her aside, leaving her with the wind knocked out her on the ground, before continuing. Just as he was about to finish Soren for good, a Lucario came seemingly out of nowhere and knocked the Scizor away with a Close Combat attack. A shower of Sleep Powder followed soon after, knocking out anyone within a two kilometer radius. As Mars began to fall to the ground drowsily, she managed to mutter "Dammit Cynthia..."
A Mansion: Mount Coronet Range. 10:00AM; 2 days later.
"What the heck hit me...? A Wailord?" Soren groaned as the sunlight brushing across his face woke him from his deep sleep. He twisted around violently in the white bedsheets of the old, Victorian style bed for a few moments, before remember what had happened. He shot up in the bed, but was suddenly harassed by a jolt of pain in his side. He lifted up the white shirt he was mysteriously wearing, and found a huge purple bruise from where the Scizor had hit him. The sound of feminine giggling across the averaged size bedroom took command of his attention. Sitting on a brown, Victorian style chain was Lyff, dressed in a white blouse and jean skirt, laughing her head off at the antics of the boy. "What are you- Where are we? This isn't a Galactic base, is it?"
"Nooope~" The girl replied in a calming nature as pulled her hair back into a ponytail, and wrapped a green hairband around it. "The Elite Four are apparently forming an Anti-Galactic group. They bailed us out the other day. You got knocked out pretty good you know, you've been out for two days. A lot has happened."
"TWO DAYS!?" Soren replied, considerably shocked. He had known that he had hit his head after being knocked down, but he had no clue he had been out that long. "And wait, then what are you doing here? Aren't you with Galactic?" Lyff just sighed in response to that question, and then threw some clothes at him from a nearby shelf.
"Hurry up and get changed. I'll tell you my situation later, but for now we have something to attend to. Apparently the Elite Four, and the Champion, Cynthia, want to have a meeting with all of us." She replied, noting an obvious look of confusion on his face when she said 'all of us'. "Oh, right. Aaron used his Beautifly's Sleep Powder to knock out everyone involved in the conflict, then Lucian used Alakazam to teleport us all here. Since you were out for so long, they decided to let us do whatever we want in this mansion until you woke up. Cynthia said she 'had a feeling' you'd wake up today, so we're having a meeting about the vague details." More confusion filled the boys face. "About the Anti-Galactic group... they haven't really told us more than that yet, and something about them wanting everyone's help."
"Fine, I'll get changed... JUST GET OUT."
OOC: So, your character should basically have killed the two days stuck in the mansion doing something, and they should probably be on their way to the audience chamber at some point in your next post. The audience chamber is a large white room with marble floors and a podium, lined with chairs.
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"Ahhhh..." Alice deflated, looking at the white door in front of her. It had been maybe three hours since she'd gotten lost, for maybe the 7th time in the last two days. This meant she'd spent the majority of the last two days, lost. No, worse then lost. Hopelessly lost? That couldn't describe it.
Lost, without a hope of finding the right way around. Indeed, she'd seen the very same white door she stood before at least 16 times within these past few hours, and the seemingly empty grand halls yielded her no savior. But perhaps that was her fault. Having been embarassed out of her mind, Alice had tried to be as quiet as a girl could be, taking light slow steps and not saying anything louder then the 'pat pat' sound of Pann's feet hitting the ground.
The leafeon could've easily found her way out, but was adamant that her trainer get herself some directional skills. Pann, thinking much too far into the future, had decidedly began training for Alice for the time when Pann would no longer be there to save the day. Thus, when Alice shot a desperate look at the pokemon, Pann turned up her nose as if she hadn't even noticed.
Bluzza, tired of seeing the same old thing, had taken to napping on her trainers head, falling off every now and then.
After the third trip around the door, Pann sat firmly down on her behind, and stared passively at Alice, unmoving from the door.
"Pann, come on! Don't make me leave you here!" Alice's obviously hollow threat came.
Pann glanced at the door and back at her trainer, as though exhasperated.
"Oh?" Alice looked at the white door, "Are you finally telling me the way? Then let's go already?"
Pann heaved a sigh and slowly followed her timid trainer through the door, into a practically all marble room lined with chairs all around the walls. Alice visibly shrunk, and Pann sat down again, knowing that Alice needed to take it all in for just a few thousand seconds.
"It's... a very big... and cold room, isn't it Pann?"
"Nn." Pann replied, seating herself next to a chair, halfly leading her dumbstruck trainer to sit. Actually, Alice didn't even really know why she was here. At all. Blind to anyone that might've been in the room, Alice stared at the archly ceilings, and Pann stared at the marble floors.
Lost, without a hope of finding the right way around. Indeed, she'd seen the very same white door she stood before at least 16 times within these past few hours, and the seemingly empty grand halls yielded her no savior. But perhaps that was her fault. Having been embarassed out of her mind, Alice had tried to be as quiet as a girl could be, taking light slow steps and not saying anything louder then the 'pat pat' sound of Pann's feet hitting the ground.
The leafeon could've easily found her way out, but was adamant that her trainer get herself some directional skills. Pann, thinking much too far into the future, had decidedly began training for Alice for the time when Pann would no longer be there to save the day. Thus, when Alice shot a desperate look at the pokemon, Pann turned up her nose as if she hadn't even noticed.
Bluzza, tired of seeing the same old thing, had taken to napping on her trainers head, falling off every now and then.
After the third trip around the door, Pann sat firmly down on her behind, and stared passively at Alice, unmoving from the door.
"Pann, come on! Don't make me leave you here!" Alice's obviously hollow threat came.
Pann glanced at the door and back at her trainer, as though exhasperated.
"Oh?" Alice looked at the white door, "Are you finally telling me the way? Then let's go already?"
Pann heaved a sigh and slowly followed her timid trainer through the door, into a practically all marble room lined with chairs all around the walls. Alice visibly shrunk, and Pann sat down again, knowing that Alice needed to take it all in for just a few thousand seconds.
"It's... a very big... and cold room, isn't it Pann?"
"Nn." Pann replied, seating herself next to a chair, halfly leading her dumbstruck trainer to sit. Actually, Alice didn't even really know why she was here. At all. Blind to anyone that might've been in the room, Alice stared at the archly ceilings, and Pann stared at the marble floors.
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