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The Star in the Sky

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Name:Brendan
Age: 12
Gender:male
Location: Kanto
Pokémon to Become: Bagon

Description: Brendan is a moderate hieght boy, with black hair. his main features are his really short hair and strong legs. his hair are always different coulour as he dyes them all the time

Personality: he is a very nice and helpful Person

History: (None)
Love: Battling

Other:

RP Sample:
'Lets Go Blaziken' Screamed Brendan
'Do it Snorlax' answered Another Trainer
'Blaziken, Flamethrower'

As the flames Sotrmed through the air, it hit snorlax square in the stomach, but it didn't seem to affect him.

'grr' Exclaimed Brendan Angrily
'Hehe, my snorlax deflects all Moves through its big stomach' Said the other trainer, who was now laughing.

'Focus Punch' Exclamied Brendan

Blaziken somewhat flew through the air, at such speed that Snorlax could'nt anything about.

'Snorlax Nooo' Screamed the other trainer.
'Hmph' Said Brendan, returning Blaziken to the pokeball, whos laughing now?

And with that He walked off
 
OOC: I completely edited my sign up. I think it's better now. But Brendan, Not to be Random Fan or anything, but your going to probably be declined. You HARDLY have anything under personality, and your RP sample doesn't work, because there is no Pokemon, but that's for Random Fan to say. End of story. Back to being me.
 
OOC: Just some advice, Raichu? Amp up your personality to four lines at least. You can do this by describing your character's quirks, habits, likes, dislikes, etc. And you could do a bit more with history as well. I mean, how was your character's family mean to her? Does she only think they're mean to her or are they really jerks? Why were they mean? Does she know? Those are some definite questions that could use answering.

Random_Fan, I suppose I should be happy that you've posted, but... WHY THE HECK DIDN'T YOU MOVE THE DAY AHEAD SO WE COULD SKIP TO THE BOAT-RIDE TO HOENN? *Snerk*

Brendan, I hate to say it but your sign-up fails at life. Your personality says next to nothing about your character, your RP sample is short and really fail-erific and the "love" section is supposed to detail whether your character is already involved in a relationship with an NPC or whether he's single and interested or what.
IC:

Sometimes, life throws curve balls. In the case of Travis, these curve balls usually took the form of an unexpected expense, an encounter with an insane entity bent on destroying the world with dark magical powers, and his aniki dissapearing from the face of the earth only to turn up in his brain. Oh, and the whole 'turning-into-a-Zangoose' thing. Despite this, he was fairly certain that nothing could shake him.

Of course, it was at that moment that Tom nose-dived into the floor.

"Tom! You okay!" The hybrid Zangoose shouted, racing to his friend's side as Morty and Sabrina followed, hovering anxiously nearby. In a fit of anxiety, Travis grabbed the Psyduck by the shoulders and pulled him up to his full height. "Tom! Are you okay? Tom! Speak to me! Tom..."

Zangoose are solitary creatures by nature, but are protective of their friends and moreso of their mates. They are also very physical creatures, and tend to solve any dispute through combat. This is why, when a friend falls and no external cause to be ascertained Zangoose will often begin to panic. This trait is not uncommon among Zangoose, and is known as "Fallen Friend Anxiety", or "FFA" for short. FFA is one of the main reasons that Zangoose are not used as reliable medical Pokemon, despite their immunity to poison.

-Proffessor Birch, "A Treatise on the Wild Pokemon of the Region of Hoenn, published January first, 2006

Morty's hand clamped firmly over Travis's shoulder. "Er.. Travis... I doubt that shaking your friend will help him recover."

"Oh... right, za." Travis said, gently setting Tom down. "Sorry about that.."

Sometimes, life throws curve balls. In the case of Travis, they were often unexpected expenses, transformations into Pokemon, suffering from an embarassing form of mental condition unique to said Pokemon, and the sudden collapse of friends for no apparent reason.
 
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Raichuchika: It's much better; however, now your RP sample is in total opposite of your personality. XD Remember for whatever you decide to put on your personality, to stick to it. That's why there's a personality spot in the first place. >.> *accepted*

The last time I wrote a summary, it took me three days; care to wait about five? >_>

.Brendan: …

Okay, at least it wasn't as short as Rei's awhile back. Either way, there is a LOT that this sign-up needs. Your description and personality need a large tweak up; they are very weak. So is your RP sample. You need to correct your grammatical errors, and you have a lot of those. For now, your sign-up has been rejected, but you can still try again.

ACC: heh heh, because the day has just begun, has it not? >:]

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It was dark. My eyes were wide open, yet I could not see a thing in front of me. And for a moment, I felt as if I could not breathe. I was choking, I believed.

Light seeped in from the darkness, and I could finally breathe. The reason why I had the sense of no air was the fact that I had been underwater. Now above it, I was pushing myself onwards, towards the shoreline. One look around showed me that it was around midnight.

Where was I going? Why was I here? I wasn't sure at the moment; I couldn't even move.

Large trees loomed and surrounded me. I was now at the center of some forest. I could not tell which though; I was not familiar with the surroundings.

I looked to the sky. Somehow, I knew what I was going to see. There, gleaming brightly in the darkness of the sky, was a very large star. It was so large and bright that the light covered miles and miles beyond with light. And slowly, the darkness swayed, and the star began to reshape…

It was Travis now, and I found myself looking right into his face as he let me go, saying, "Sorry about that…"

I blinked once. I blinked again. I was seeing a star whenever I shut my eyes; it was quite annoying. I shook my own head and sat upright. "I—my head hurts—," I said in Psyduck language. Of course, I slowly dissected what Travis had told me and found that he had spoken pretty much in Zangoose language.

I looked at Morty. He only looked right back at me; I had the strangest feeling that he knew what had just happened to me, and if he did not know, then he knew I had just seen something in my own mind that even he couldn't have an answer for.

Hoping to escape him asking me a think, I slowly began to push myself up, a bit dizzy. "I need…a Center…a Pokemon Center…" I looked around the room only once, before slowly and unsteadily, making my way towards the wall. I planned to leave for the center myself, but with the dizzying sensation, I doubted that would happen without some help.

Something was wrong with me, other than the fact that I was slowly becoming a Psyduck. I felt as if I was changing in my own acts as well; normally, I would not try to leave as my friends stayed behind. I would probably stay and ignore something to what I was feeling right now, and if I didn't ignore it, then I would ask for the others to kindly escort me to the Pokemon Center.

Why? Psyducks weren't the type to be lonely...were they? I never paid much attention to them; only the amount of attention needed, as in to help heal or breed etc. There was something else wrong with me. Was it...what my brother had warned me of? Sin?
 
OOC: OMG I'm accepted?! :shocked: But wait, how was my sign-up RP post and my personality nothing like eachother?

IC: Abby headed back home, looking at the public pool. She then started to think out loud. "Your kidding yourself. Last time you went to the pool in your bikini, the guys laughed at you and called you fat. Also, your not all that good at it..." Abby thought about it a little more, until she finally said, "Well, you did say you were board earlier. At least it's something to do. With that, she went back home and got her bathing suit. With that she headed out the door.

At the public pool, she was a little afraid. As she got changed into her bikini, which was solid black, she got even more so. Then she started thinking, "God Abby, your SO fat. Why do you even want to go swimming? You hate it." As she got into the pool, the guys started to stare. "If they laugh at me and call me fat again, I'm never going to swim again."
 
OOC: Psst... Raichu.... at this point in the roleplay, your character is mostly a Pokemon. And she's completely detached from the action. You need to find a way to have her run into our characters, who are currently staring at Tom in the Ecruteak gym.

And you don't know what on earth depression is, do you? I mean, you can understand being slighted about something trivial, but have you ever really lost anyone incredibly close to you? Jeez, Hazel's character was more broken up about the loss of her Pokemon then yours.
 
OOC: -~- (failed attempt at a smiley) OF COURSE I KNOW WHAT DEPRESSION IS ART_CRITIC_CUBONE, MY DAD, AND I, ARE BOTH DEPRESSED!!! :*( And just to let ya'll know, I'll be joining the action now.

IC: After her swim, Abby went ahead back home. She at one point in her life she lived in Johto, and wanted to go back. Back to where she was born. Back to where the people were somewhat nice. She was now almost a Buizel, so she could swim all the way to Johto. In a Buizel's perspective, Sinnoh and Johto weren't all that far apart.

She started swimming at around 3:30 pm. Eventually, she made it. It took much longer than she thought. The night sky was even out. She eventually pulled herself ashore, tired and hungry. She started to stroll. She made it to Ecruteak City. She then saw Tommy. There was something about the look in his eyes. It reminded her of the hostility of her dad. Compared to the rest of her family, her dad didn't treat her that bad, but was depressed and angry. His eyes made her miss her dad.
 
OOC: alright, here I go guys. I probably completely suck at keeping characters in character, but I'm gonna try my best (no I ain't taking control of characters; just Morty and Sabrina. >_> ).

Oh and Raichuchika, I believe that Ecruteak is about nowhere near an ocean, and would not be that much of an easy stroll to get to. And I hope this Tommy person isn't my character, because as far as you've made me aware, I know nothing about you. It was fine with Omega to know about me before because he let me know, but in this case, there's nothing, so, yeah…

Moving on, let's get this moving (shame all active members for not responding XD)

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There was a sound. It was a ringing in my ears. It was at this moment that I had found the strength hold myself up. Yet, my head still hurt with pain I hadn't expected. It must have been at best, far worse than a headache now. Morty gave me his gaze, and began to speak.

"Well, well," he began; "What's wrong here…"

There was a certain moment of pain that was released. For split seconds of time, my head was cleared, and I could think straight. What had that been all about? Lately, there have been more questions than answers for me, and it didn't help when my mind slowly lost its own common sense every now and again.

I am no therapist, and I should be questioning more of why and how you got here, but is there something you are trying to keep hidden from—as it would appear—your little group here?"

"I—I—,"

I was struggling to get certain words out. Some of my own spit was caught in my mouth, and I ended up having a coughing fit and feeling as if I was going to barf over the floor. Yet, I refused to let this happen. I swallowed the feeling, and that was nothing that made anything better.

Sabrina, in the blink of the instant appeared before me. She studied my expression, which at the spring of the moment, was suddenly expressionless, slowly turning to confusion.

She only nodded, and I felt as if I had just told her everything she needed to know about me. "You need care," she said.

I did not want to object to this. I did indeed want help, and if this is what she meant, I'd gladly take it.

"Clear your mind; it'll be much easier."

I waited for a moment, trying to grasp what she was saying. If some healing process was about to take place, then I had to listen, no matter what. I closed my eyes, yet I was still unsure of how to clear my mind. I tried to get rid of thoughts as quick as possible, but every time I did, other thoughts entered. Finally, a moment where there was only complete darkness had arrived, and a small gust of wind picked up.

"You can open your eyes now."

I didn't feel anything special at all. I did not feel as if my head had been cleaned to a point where I would feel perfectly fine. I opened my eyes and waited for the rush of what I could wish of only describing as a healing power…

Unfortunately, all I saw was the front desk of the Pokémon Center.

I didn't understand. Slowly, I faced Sabrina. My face was of course filled with the mixed expressions of someone who just didn't understand things. She looked so serious in her current position; in her current form.

"What happened?" I asked.

"You are feeling ill, are you not?"

"…Yes…I am; just a little bit though…"

"Your mind was open," she continued. "Your thoughts were swimming all around the GYM. They were sketchy. My, my, have you been having visions of the future?"

Visions of the future? Was that possible? I mean, what I had been feeling was more pain than visions, but those short instances of when I would see an image that was not clear, or an image that made no sense with where I currently was; were those visions? Me running…several other sketchy things…could they have possibly been something of the unwritten timeline?

"I—I think," I answered, unsure of how to say it. My head began to hurt again, but I tried to push the pain away in order to continue speaking. "My—I mean, I saw things, but—how could they be the future? I can't do that…can I?" I was deeply hoping that there would be an answer to go with mine, in agreement. And even if it was not, I'd rather it not be said then. But that was not my luck, and the truth needed to be told.

"You have been swimming in the future," she said simply. "You were wet, were you not? In that last glimpse of time, were you not in the water?"

As much as I did not want to answer that, I did. Very reluctantly, I said, "Yes."

"What you have been seeing was not from this timeline. Get ready, Tom. You have a very dangerous future ahead; you have a past that is chasing you; with this luck of yours, you are one of the few that I'm met that I could actually fore-tell that death was looming by. For now, get healed. If there is any way to escape what is your fate, then it must hold until the day that you are ready to battle."

I didn't bother questioning anything she had just said; it all sounded so absurd, yet so…it sounded very much like the truth to me.

"Rest," said Sabrina, before vanishing.

I turned around, slowly taking a step at a time. I stood right before the counter, where the new appearance of Nurse Joy stood. I looked at her expressionless, and simply said, "I—I need some help—," before falling to the ground unconscious.

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OOC: Do what you must; I'm gonna move this forward two days the next time I post.
 
Name: Shaun Markson

Age: Thirteen

Gender: Male

Location: On the street, In the city with Morty in it...(Originally in Vermillion

Pokémon to Become: Mankey

Discription: Shaun has short black hair, which is usually covered with a hat. Most would say that he looks like a younger version of a ruin maniac, as he usually wears a hat, a dirty grean sleaveless jacket and usually caries a stick as a weapon. His face is always sorrow, as if always thinking about somthing. His eyes are a Hazel color. He already has a bit of stubble, but is unable to shave it. He is quite short, only 150 m.

Personality: Shaun is always very serious, since he has a baby sister to look after. He is always the one giving orders, even if they arn't heard. If his Idea isn't used, who just mopes. He is known to have an extremley violent temper, and usually ,for him, moping leads to hitting people. He also just wants to be arond people who are his freinds.

History: Shaun's dad left him when he found out that Shaun's mum was preagnent with his sister, Elisibeth. The stress was to much, and Shauns mum died. She told him to look after her sister. After a lot of busy stuff, it was decided that the two would be separated. SO the two decided to run. They have used pokemon to help them find food/buy ever since.

Love: Single but to busy for love.

Other: His sister is turning into a caterpie and can be controlled by anyone.

RP sample: This is my first RP, so I don't have one :(

So if I make one up...

This is so cool! Shaun thought to himself as he swung on the piece of string his sister had shot out. He rembered when his sister first used that attack.

"Sis! What's wrong?" Shaun said worringly, his sister had started choking. he was scared, he was going to fail his mum. Suddenlly, out of nowhere, she threw up.

"Aww, sis!" Shaun complained, secretly cherishing the fact tha it wasn't bad. It had been weird enough that his hair had turned blonde, and that was including his arm hair. Then, when Shaun looked at the puke, he saw that it was in fact string...

After teaching his sister to aim, he used it to help them get from rooftop to rooftop.

But now it was brekfast time, and Shaun was off to the dock. He had left his sister in a cot she had made herself, with her own string.

He swung down onto a boat, that was coming in. He landed on it, and he relised that this was the place he had stolen the lunch of the boats captain. That must have put him in a bad mood.
Shaun was off to take the captains breakfast, he always went for the good stuff. He was walking of with it, in a bag for all the fruit and milk (He had eaten the hot stuff.)when the captain came in. Shaun didn't know what to do, but then he relised that this captain was a slowpoke, a part phychic, a dangerous foe. He had to use his spead against him. He ran straight to him, then started to get a headache, and started to feel confused. He just kept looking at the target, focasing, and did a sumersault over him, just by instinct. He then ran. Ran until he found a place to hide in. A crowd. It was gathering around a teen of somesort. Shaun looked at him, and somthing happened by instinct, he knew that he was evil. He had to follow him.

Or there would be death.
 
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OOC: I thought it was near an ocean! Isn't it near Lake of Rage?! :shocked: And oh yeah, Random Fan, my character's last name is MacElree. Just decided to say that cauz everyone else said their characters' last name. Maybe you should update that on the activity board when you get a chance.

Abby walked off. She was tired and hungry. Later down the road, she passed out, simple as that. While she was falling, she knew no one would care. Nobody ever did. She didn't wake up for awhile, but when she did, it was still dark.

"I wish someone would care. But I really shouldn't expect the unexpected... nobody ever has..." She then sat down, staring at the night sky. She saw a constellation that looked like a Raichu. "Boy, does that bring back memories..." Abby said, with one tear rolling down her cheek. Then she fell asleep, right on the ground. She knew it would be a waste of time begging for a nice soft bed to sleep on, because as she established earlier, nobody, or at least nobody she knew about, cared about her anyway.
 
The collapse and sudden departure of Tom took Ruya by surprise. He had only just returned, after all. It didn't feel like a very good sign, particularly as they were about to set off for a new region. Hoenn was a place she had never visited, though she had planned to do so eventually. Still, bad omens were not appreciated. It was never a good thing to start out with something bad. Then again, being transformed into a Pokemon was, perhaps not bad, but it certainly wasn't a good thing. Not at the cost it had required.

But then, the whole journey they had taken so far had started out badly. It was because their Pokemon had vanished that this whole thing had started, was it not? Things weren't going great, but they weren't going horribly wrong, either. They had found out a lot in the short time they had been searching and this new lead promised to help them understand even more. With everything they had learned so far, Ruya was sure they'd discover exactly what had happened and be able to fix it.

That didn't solve Tom's current problem, though. He was sick, obviously so. It must have been pretty bad for Sabrina to take a person interest like she had. Well, that wasn't necessarily true. The only thing the Sneasel morph knew about Sabrina she had learned from other people in different regions. Those rumors were not a reliable source but she had gotten the impression the Kanto gym leader wasn't exactly a kind, caring person.

It didn't seem like a good idea to voice these concerns at the moment. Travis had freaked so dramatically that it had been almost funny at the time. Fortunately she had resisted the urge to laugh. It would most likely have gotten her a lot of ill feeling from the others.

"I think he'll be all right," Ruya began, taking a few steps forward and putting on a reassuring kind of smile. "He looked really tired. He has been gone for a little while. He might not have slept very much. I think if he gets some sleep he'll feel better."

It wasn't all that noticeable at first, but it became clear that she was not longer speaking in human language. It suddenly became obvious that Travis and Tom hadn't been, either. Though they were still as understandable as they had been before, there was no doubt that they were speaking in the tongue of the Pokemon they had become. Weird, but also kind of cool.
 
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OOC: My brother's only making a brief appearence... and oh yeah, are we allowed to have more than one character?

IC: Then, she heard a familiar voice. "Hey shmabs..." Only 2 people called her shmabs, her bro and her mother. It sounded like Aidan, her brother. "Aidan?!"

Aidan was about 16 years old, and almost 6 foot. He looked quite a bit like Abby, even though he was only her half brother. "Yeah, it's me shmabs. It weird, it's like I'm becoming a Houndour..." Abby wanted to cry. Why? She owned a Houndour. His name was Doom. They were the best of buddies. "Well, it certainly fits your personality..." Aidan gave Abby a playful nudge on the arm.
 
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Ok... I'll join. And because I joined RPs when I belonged to another Pokemon website, I'm not a total noob. I also read over what's happening so far, and I think I have a good idea...


Name: Dawn Maxwell

Age: 12 (I'm really only 11 in real life, but oh well)

Gender: female

Location: Johto

Pokémon to Become: Eevee (My favorite and what mystery dungeon said I was)

Description: Dawn has tanned skin, in between black and white. She has brown, almost black hair that is about a foot below her shoulders in length. Her eyes are chocolete brown. She wears a black tee that says "2 kute 4 u" (and no, I'm not using bad grammer, that's how it's spelt on her shirt) blue jeans, and black sneakers. Dawn is about 5 foot 1 and weighs about 90 pounds or so.

Personality: Dawn is a little naive, acting rather immature for her age. She can be a little "bad" sometimes, but this is rare. She is very friendly, and will often be nice to anyone, as long as they haven't gotten on her bad side. Get on her bad side however, and you'll regret it.

History: Not much happened in Dawn's life...

Love: Single and interested. (has been interested in Zaiku, but he doesn't even know she exists)

Other: None

RP Sample:

Dawn was staring at Zaiku. This was nothing new, she did it only all the time. He looked back, giving her a look as if to suggest, "What are you looking at?". Dawn quickly looked away, flushed and embarassed. "Good going, Dawn. That'll really get him to like you, not." She thought to herself. She decided to go take a swim at the Lake of Rage.

When she got there, she just jumped in. Dawn knew that since she was almost an Eevee, she didn't need to change. "This is kinda fun..." Dawn said out loud. One problem though- Eevee's don't have quite the build for swimming. She found herself drowning. "SOMEBODY HELPHTOB..." She was tryng to call for help, but her mouth was already underwater.

So, is this good enough?
 
OOC: Okay, now I'm seriously back, and so is Zelda. I hope she'll post tonight... Okay so I'm being ignored for a bit so I'm gonna continue my conversation with Mewtwo.

IC: "W-what!? It can't be! Deoxys was attacked!?" Davis exclaimed as he switched back from Eria. "Is he okay? Did he escape?"

Yes, he escaped. But he is seriously injured. He was attacked by two Pokemon, Arcticuno and Zapdos. Apparently, some Rocket Administrators are changing into the three legendary birds. They are a major threat to you and the rest of the group. I suggest that you be careful. They are hunting you down right now. Moltres already attacked this place.

Davis couldn't believe that one of their only chances to stop this global morphing was practically maimed. Facing one legendary is tough, but two? That's massacre right there! Davis thought. With a nod he assured to Mewtwo that they will still continue the journey, and see what they could do to help Deoxys.

Okay, that's one thing I needed to know. Oh, and it looks like you and a few others are gonna evolve soon. Heheh... With that, Mewtwo was gone with a simple black flash. Davis turned and made a jump that would be suicidal to regular humans, but he knew that he could save himself with reflexes and a flamethrower. He did just that and ran back to the gym. He told everyone what had happened. "I just met Mewtwo on top of the Burned Tower. Deoxys was ambushed by Arcticuno and Zapdos."
 
Punch Bag: Accepted; I already told you why in the PM so long ago, and I am so sorry I hadn't had the time (a.k.a., am being lazy) to add you to the list and continue the RP. >.<

Dawn: Your sign-up is short. Though I usually let this slip with only allowing the facts that you can or cannot RP decide whether you should be in the RP or not, I'm going to have to ask you to lengthen your sign-up. Also, you don't really show me your best on your RP sample; try and take your time with this. *pending*

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I am looking into eyes. The body is not clear. The shape is horrendous to identify. It is just eyes looking right at me. Are these my eyes? No…no way. These eyes are a different color; they can't be mine. They are an evil color. No; never mind. They are just evil looking; it's nothing to do with their color.

What am I doing here? There's got to be a reason for this. This dark place where I am floating doesn't make sense. I see nothing but the evil eyes in front of me; they are the only sets that are watching me in this dark abyss. I may just be repeating my question over and over again, but I need to know. Why?

I look to my arms, bringing them up in front of me. They are as they were when I was awake. There's no possible way this is a dream. It's actually happening. But what about my pain? Do I feel any pain here? I pick at my hand with my duck bill, feeling a small amount of pain. No; it's not pain. It's just a disturbance. This is where I really have the urge to bite down, but I don't. I can't.

"Where am I?" I ask.

The darkness has a disturbance; I see a ripple taking effect all around the evil eyes. And the eyes answer back to me, distorted and angry.

"You are asleep."

As if it could have been an any more obvious answer. Still, I was not satisfied with what was given. I tried to turn over, but I still could not. I was weighed down by an unseen gravitational field. Why was this happening to me? If I'm asleep, why can't I just have a normal dream? Even a dream where I'm being horrified by humiliation was better; anything was better. But what was this? This dream I was having…it was as if I was dead.

"Why am I asleep?"

Another ripple effect came into place. Do I know this place? Why do I know this feeling all of a sudden? Yes…I've seen it before. Actually, I think I've felt it before. What is it? I know it's familiar. I have that deep feeling in my gut that's telling me I've seen it before.

It stopped; the feeling's gone. The eyes disappear. Light reappears. The light from above; are those headlights? No; they're hospital lights. What am I doing here again? It was something of importance; there's a reason for me being here, but I can't determine what that was.

I turned to my left. There was someone…someone becoming a Gengar on the bed near me. He was being restrained by Nurse Joy. There were a few assistances taking the Gengar's bed away, taking him to another room. He had been the cause of my dream state; I was sure of it. He must have been using Dream Eater, or Nightmare. One of those two.

I'm back; I'm up. Where are my friends?

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OOC: Ahem, please someone speaketh to me so we can very quickly get out of this Ecruteak and get on our way to Hoenn. We are now two days ahead. Please excuse the too much Kingdom Hearts style. XD
 
Sin walked out of the gym, he had to buy time while wasting it at the same time, he had many things to do and had no time to do it in. One thing was for sure, Zaiku and Travis were to aware and to much of a setback. Should they be the first target? Sin felt a pain in his abdomen, it wasn't to bad but was pretty irritating, he lifted his shirt and felt anger pent up inside of him.

Him being in this body was too much and the body was starting to decay, Then I'll just have to be faster... He thought to himself aggitated by this effect. He walked into town and heard something on a radio turned up loud, some teens were listening to it. Sin Froze and gasped, clutching his head.

The night is full of holes
As bullets rip the sky
Of ink with gold
They twinkle as the boys
Play rock and roll
They know that they can't dance
At least they know

I can't stand the beats
I'm asking for the check
The girl with crimson nails
Has Jesus around her neck
Swinging to the music
Swinging to the music

Hello, Hello...

Sin knew what was happening, Memories of AJ's life, this song, " Damn..." Sin felt himself split from AJ, AJ had his body back in the condition that Sin left it, seventeen, human with body decaying. Sin knew he had to find another vessel to use for a little while, he possesed a girl in her early twenties.

" This is isn't over, Jose..." Sin mumbled as he walked away with his new body.

AJ couldn't remember anything, Pokecenter! " Oh yeah, everyone should be over there... I better hurry."

AJ ran to the pokecenter, little known of what was to happen.
 
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