Team Havoc Fight Club! (PG 16+)

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I don't care either way.

<25 characters PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE>
 
Do the mods realize that if they just took off that dumb 25-character minimum limit, we wouldn't have to do that? They do, right?

I honestly believe that it shouldn't be there.

As for the RP, I guess we may as well just start a new thread with the updated lists of who's in, and start the RP there. Especially if this thread gets locked.
 
Romance and I can get it reapproved and kept alive as long as people don't spam or use fillers. It's only allowed in the Wireless Battle Stadium and Wireless Trade Corner. And I'm fine with it, as long as Romance and I can start things out the way we discussed.
 
Even though Momo is knowledgable on many key accounts of this RP, only me and EvKay can change anything about it. If there is anything that is a major issue regarding the RP, then it must be in consent of me or EvKay.

We need just one more person on Team Havoc, then I'll give the thumbs up.
 
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I know, I'm only 12, but mature, and you even sent me a PM.

Name: Lilian Smith
Preferred Nickname: Lily (you better call her this or she'll get mad)

In-RP age: 17

Hometown/Region: Goldenrod City, Johto

Gender: female

Appearance: Lily has dirty blonde hair at about shoulder length. Her eyes are a dark, chocolaty shade of brown, and you could easily get lost in them. She is extremely skinny, to a point were anorexic can almost accurately describe her, being 5' 6" and 80 lbs. She wears a black hoodie, black jeans, and black high-heel like shoes. She also wears pink lip stick and thick black eyeliner.


Brief History: Lily was never treated with any respect. Especially not from her parents, who kicked her out when she was 13.

Personality: Lily is a very angry person. She isn't the type of person you want to make mad under any circumstances. She can be really nice sometimes, but this is rare. After she opens up to you, she is very nice and sweet but it is hard to earn her trust. She may seem snobby and full of herself, but she really isn't; Lily avtually has really low self-esteem.

Additional Information: N/A

Short Literary Sample: Lily got up from bed, as usual, it was around noon. She got up and stretched. "Man, life blows. I'm still wondering why those sleeping pills haven't worked yet. Didn't I take like, 5 last night?" She then reluctantly dragged herself out the door.



Pokemon: Cherrim

Nickname: Cherry

Personality: In about every way possible, Cherry is just like Lily. Normally she stays hidden and rarely "opens up" at all. She has very low self esteem, she will "open up" if you treat her with respect. The only way that she is different from Lily is that she is not nearly as temperamental.

Set Attacks: Sunny Day, Solar Beam, Attract, Facade, Captivate, Hyper Beam
 
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Raichuchika, you can join immediately after you finish your profile.

It's the end of the week, so I guess we can start already. People are getting impatient.

Ready? Here we go!


Milano Zapotec sat in the VIP section of Club Havoc. He stared at a whirlpool he made in his glass of excuisite wine instead of the dancers that highlighted the environment. Coming back from his last assignment to collect dues from an orphanage, Milano, drowning in dread and unknown anger, was someone you could not hold a conversation with, let alone get a reply back. No one even sits at nearby table.
Milano suddenly stood up, looked down at the first floor to scan the arena, and the surrounding club, with dancers flourished upon the dance floor. The music was loud, and one's own voice could barely be heard. Milano walked into the backroom, where the music supressed. He walked down the dimly lit hallway with his hands in his pockets. He arrive in yet another dark room. A man hidden in shadow sat in a big chair, stacks upon stacks of money on the table in front of him, and a masterball in a showcase behind him.

"Excellent work on your last assignment, as you know, it was originally given to Ai to do."

"Anything for our legion, Gio. I have no problem with any assignment given to me. There will be no opposition." Milano replied, in an almost emotionless voice.

"Precisely! You share my ideals, Finale. That is your given codename, of course. I've, ahem, dismissed Ai, on account of her failure to do my bidding. Her battling skills were medioce compared to yours. Besides, we have a new member. Another female, but she seems to impress. A beauty too, she is."

"I'm sure. When will we meet this new member, and what is her position in our team?"

"Her skills are more impressive than our lackeys combined. Because of this, her position will be an Havoc Elitist, just like you. Get to know each other, you'll be working together on many upcoming assignments from now on. As for her arrival, she did not specify. I hate random meetings..."

"Understood. I realize that failure is not an option. I bid that she will understand that as well."
Without waiting for response from Gio, Milano turned and walked out. He didn't have to go back to the noisy clubroom again. He went to his quarters and opened a book he was reading. Books, seemed to be his only interest in life, other than flawless victory.
 
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As "Finale" made his way to his quarters, the dark of night was already fallen. A sinister shadow loomed high above the Havoc Club's building. Ruby eyes glared from the irregular shadow's peak.

"The ultimate power... Is it here...?"

Not desiring to be detected just yet, the shadow seemed to melt back into the darkness of the night, avoiding even the omnipresent moonlight. Clearly, this night would be an accursed one, for the Crimson Shadow (as this man was called in this area) snuck silently through the dark, finally finding a back door. He picked the lock just as silently, opened it, and closed the door behind him, leaving no trace whatsoever.

Taking a quick look around, he noticed that this door wasn't unguarded. However, the guards appeared to be merely lackeys: Weaklings who would cower in fear at his approach. He locked the door again, causing them to jump. He then swiftly silenced them forever. To even the trained eye, it would look like the wind itself sliced their bodies apart.

He quickly, noiselessly, made his way up to the floor where the dancers were, still unnoticed. He had no doubts that this "Gio"'s current location was directly above.

So there he sat, hidden completely by the darkness, until he was to make his next move.
 
He watched this "Ai" and her Absol bump into someone and ask their name. She seemed friendly at first glance, but he could see that her heart was just as black as her Absol's horn. Memorizing her form, he continued along the darkness, remaining out of sight, until he was near the stairs. He would soon have that Master Ball that Gio kept locked away. No doubt the ultimate power he sought was inside it.
 
"Uhh. I can't believe this. He kicked me out. I'll show him. And what happened to Milano? I don't know anymore," Ai muttered to herself, carrying her Pokeballs and supplies for her quest for revenge on the very same person that took her in, Giovanni. "I'll get him if it's the last thing I do."

Ai pulled out one of her Pokeballs and threw it in the air. "Come out Shadow!" An Absol appeared in front of its trainer and looked around, seeing Ai with supplies and her Pokeballs.

Are we going on a mission? The confused Pokemon asked.

"No. We're done. We've been kicked out by Giovanni." Ai and Shadow started to walk while Ai explained everything that happened.

You couldn't do something as simple as stealing from an orphanage?

"I just didn't think it was the best thing for me to do. Okay?"

Ai and Shadow kept walking, looking for a back entrance. After they found a back entrance, Ai turned the handle and surprisingly, the door was unlocked. The two walked in, only to see lackeys murdered and one in extreme pain.

"Please. Please stop that man."

"What man?" Before Ai got a response, the lackey was dead. The partners kept walking until they tripped over what seemed to be a shadow.
 
"There he is!" a voice called from down the dark street.

Evkay was walking alone quietly in the early hours of the morning. he turns to see who was making such a commotion at 1am. He turns to see a group of boys behind him.

"you can't leave our buddy's pokemon in that shape and just walk away!" they yelled at him. they each throw pokeballs releasing a machamp, Nidoking, and Golem in front of him. Evkay sighed and looked behind his shoulder showing Club Havoc behind him.

"I'll make this quick. Haku, take care of this, Dark Pulse" Evkay carelessly tossed a black pokeball out. it popped open to reveal an angry Houndoom. The Houndoom tensed up then howled loudly as a dark energy poured out of it in every direction blowing the trainers and their pokemon down the street.

"nice work Haku, come on back" The Houndoom trotted up next to him and Evkay called it back. Evkay continued walking when the Machamp returns for more, it attacks Evkay directly from behind. A red light flashes and a Primeape appears from the ball of its own accord. it grabs the Machamp and throws it into a near building, cracking the wall. The Primeape smashes the Machamp farther through the wall and is about to deal the finishing blow.

"Darth, thats enough." Evkay says calmly. "Save your strength. if this place is as tough as its cracked up to be"

The Primeape spares the finishing blow and leaps quickly to Evkays side as they stand in front of the building lit with neon lights for a moment, then walk in.
 
Milano suddenly got up and walked out of his room. He came back to the noisy clubroom and came to a flight of stairs. Instantly, he grabbed an interloper by the neck and threw him down to the foot of the stairs.

"You can't just sneak in without a membership, now can you? I sensed your presence, I'm a psychic, you're efforts of assassination are futile. Leave, before I dig my hands deeper into the floor."
 
Though the darkness hid it, he grinned. His ruby eyes flashed at Finale from the darkness.

"I expected as much, but don't think that you'll escape unscathed from me."

In an instant, psychic powers or not, Finale found himself thrown across the room. In the next instant, the shadow sped past the dancers, who were quickly cleaved in two as he passed. It was the same fatal strike used against the lackeys from before. The shadow's next target was Finale himself.
 
Ai noticed the shadow flying on the walls and jumped in front of Finale.

"Hi." Ai grinned happily at Finale. Ai's Absol jumped in front of her and with a powerful Razor Wind, the shadow was slowed down for an instant; just long enough for Shadow to get a glimpse of the being until it sped up again. Shadow pulled Ai out of the way to protect her from getting hurt, leaving Finale open for the shadow to hit. Ai knew Finale enough to know that he cannot be hit easily.

Bring out the other Pokemon Ai.

"Okay." Ai instantly responded, throwing her Pokeballs in the air, releasing a Buneary and a Raichu, but they were not pulled out fast enough to stop the being's attack.
 
This gesture was one of vengeance. He could tell. With Ai and hers out of the way, he did a flip forward, speeding up to a bit more than he was going before. Finale only had an instant to act, and blocking that double-helix blade was not a wise option.
 
OOC: Even though I passed your character into the story, a "double-helix" sword is too fancy, xD. I'd like it if it was a regular no-dachi or a katana. Sorry about that.

The dead corpses of the dancers fell to the floor and blood splashed on the spotlights above. It made the flashing room a bright red.
Milano fixed his eyes around the room. The intruder was not visible. Suddenly, he felt a wind pass by his face, and he was able to tilt back his head, enough to dodge being beheaded. A gash ran from the bottom of his left chin, to the top of his left forehead. Milano screamed in pain as he fell to the floor and held his face, blood constantly shooting from his head.
 
Romance Hero said:
OOC: Even though I passed your charecter into the story, a "double-helix" sword is too fancy, xD. I'd like it if it was a regular no-dachi or a katana. Sorry about that.
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OOC: Unlike the blade used by the Fierce Deity (see The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask), my character cannot fire energy discs from it. It's a normal, though "fancy", sword. It's also my character's trademark, so I'm afraid it must remain as it is.

BIC: The shadow sped back the way he came, directly passing Ai and her Pokémon. Noting their earlier actions, he chose not to touch them. He sped up the stairs and into Gio's room, stopping right in front of him.

"I can feel it... The ultimate power is in this room, and you hold the key."
 
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"Finale." Ai was surprised he was actually hit by the shadow. She and her Pokemon rushed over to help, but Ai was rejected by the searing pain consuming Finale. Even though she still tried to help, nothing could be done.

I'll see what I can do to help, but I doubt I can do anything. You, Buneary and Raichu stop the monster that did this to him. Shadow grunted and walking closer to the blood-drawn Finale. Ai ran after the shady man along with her Pokemon.

"Don't move! Giovanni. Get out of here. Now! I'll take it from here." Ai demanded that Giovanni got away with the key. "You're all mine now."
 

A pause.

Vaguely interested hazel eyes glared out from the shadows of the club. Mousy-brown hair flipped over slender, peachy shoulders as the young woman stood up. She was taller than most, and obviously fitter, and she had a frame that screamed self-discipline. From the cruel, angular contours of her face to the dark aura that hovered like a cloud around her, it was obvious that this girl was merciless. Her hand subconciously rested across the black leather strap that hung over her shoulder and hovered over a pair of short throwing knives. This was Darielle, nicknamed Dari just for simplicity. She wasn't a 'lacy' girl at all.

Something that immediately piqued her interest was a loud 'thud' coming from one side of the room. Her eyes picked through the darkness to identify a Havoc Elitist; a complete stranger, but a team member nonetheless. Her eyes searched the area from where his fall would have originated from, and met with the shadowed figure of a boy. He was hidden by the darkness, but Dari could see that he was only here to cause trouble. Leaping from her seat in one fluid movement, she sped across the floor, her hand flying to a pair of short throwing knives on her belt.

She glared at the intruder through ice-cold eyes. "Don't be so selfish," she grunted to Ai, her two short knives held at hip-level. Her muscles pulsed and twitched beneath her skin, anticipating a battle - either hand-to-hand or the pokemon kind - and her heart was beating a mile a minute. She wasn't scared in the least, but was excited. She had never faced a foe like this. She quickly put the wild emotion in check; in a situation like this, excitement could confuse and kill her. She had to learn to appreciate boredom.

Blood pooled around Dari's feet as she watched the intruder, analysing. "Got a problem?" she sneered nastily.

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Milano stopped yelling, and the singe of his uncontrollable tears made it even more painful. Yet, he ignore his pain and gave chase to the swift shadow hovering up the stairs like a ghost.

"AI, GET OUT! YOU'RE NOT WELCOME HERE ANYMORE, YOU ARE A FAILURE. Don't... ever show your face here again, unless you're here to compete against us..."

Milano continued up the stairs, blood still draining from his face, like a waterfall. He took a secret shortcut behind the bar, and ended up in Giovanni's room.

Giovanni was already gone, the surveillance camera caught all the action, and Giovanni fled the club before anyone could notice.

"The masterball..." Milano grabbed it, and threw it out the window and into a garbage dump in the alleyway. It wasn't really a trash heap, It led to an underground base of operations. Milano waited for the assassin to appear. one hand on his pokeball, the other stil grabbing his face.
 
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