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Solana

Solana looked at the surroundings for as far as she could see.
It seemed completely deprived from people and objects.
When the ranger looked in front of her again she noticed the many signs.
Though in front of them was a big stairs and she hoped it was the way out.

Let's take that stairs, but be careful. she said to Charlie.
Then she made way to the stairs, letting go of Charlie as they had left the smoke filled room.
Solana smiled reassuringly to Charlie.
You know what, you wait here, we'll go check. Follow me if everything is save. she said.
Then she walked into the room cautiously.
 
     
 
((Sensei girl but never mind ignor me.))

Feeling a breeze Kila opened her eyes, "What the hell!? Why am I outside now?!" Standing up Kila took the headphone out and gave it to Ember she pointed at the house "I hate you! As well as anyone who happens to be living in you or controlling you! Now let me back in!" Stamping her feet Kila was well pissed now she stormed up to the door and banged on it, it had opened itself before it should to it now.
     
The_Muffin_Puppy

"Wait, hold on!" She protested, then remembered Solana was a ranger.
"Never mind"

Charlie sat down on the bottom on the stairs and held Pikachu and Squirtle, then sneakily started tickling them.
"Pi,pipipipi!"
"Squirtle, squir,suqir" She loved playing with them.

However Arcanine wasn't really the laying type, he proffered to battle and protect them, which was clear as he sat infront of them, his back to them, always alert.

 
     
 

Riolu's eyes snapped open, and he awoke. He looked like as though he had seen a ghost, his face pale (though it was normal, since he is ill), and his eyes wide open. He whimpered, and buried his face into Lucario's fur, crying and trembling in fear.
     


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Kiri was completely sick and tired of all those stupid games, in this even more stupid mansion.
The fact that his teleport failed pissed him off.
He hated his reflection in all the mirrors, it drove him insane.
The fact that he couldn't find the door was the final straw.
"Sparx...I'VE HAD IT" he yelled....
He grabbed the little Pikachu...
"I'm done, finished, i don't care what happens, but I'M getting out of this godforsaken place" he continued...
He put the Pikachu on his back, so he could use both hands.
He started to create Psychic energy...
"Don't be scared of whats going to happen" he said to Sparx "these mirrors are going to scatter, whatever it takes" he reasuringly continued
He filled the tunnel with Psychic energy using his Psychic attack.
He kept doing it, so the pressure would increase..
And he kept on doing this, untill every mirror would be scattered.
 
     
 
The outside place wasn't really the outside, like all the places in this mansion. It was just another room, one much larger than the others. There was a building in the far off distance. Between the place Kila was standing and the other exit was a dirt road surrounded by fields of water, likke rice patties.

Up the stairs and past the signs was a dead end...kind of. There was a small opening on the floor with two doors. Inside was a vent that lead in a direction that was the way they came.
     
((Oh ok. DX Sometimes I'm just slow like that but he is with Rachael at the moment. Ice I love the Hermes Moon reference! X3))

When the Vulpix had approached her brother, Rachael immediatly stood in front of him. Hell, she didn't know who this Pokemon was. For all she knew, the Vulpix could be a serial killer or something.

"Who the hell are you and what do you want from us?" The Raichu was very blunt, not sugarcoating anything. It wasn't really her style to do so anyway. She was ready to fight, if nessisary, and showed it by letting a few loose sparks fly from her cheeks.


Yoji didn't really seem to know how to react to such kindness from a stanger. Not a lot of Pokemon liked a "whiney brat" as they would call him. Even his father would be yelling at him if he were there. His sisters reaction didn't please him though. Was she really going to fight the Vulpix? No he wouldn't let her.

"You don't have to hurt her..." Yoji almost whispered this as he grabbed onto Rachaels tail. Hopefully his sisters actions hadn't aggitated the Vulpix, otherwise a fight would most likely take place.
 
     
 
OOC: i'm going for the night, it's late, it's cold and I'm hungry!
Night all and seeya tomorro.
     
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This Geisha's danna goes by the name of L0vely

Much love to L0vely!
(( I think this will be my last post here until Monday. But I might log in tomorrow morning. ))


Vulpix backed away a little bit when the raichu yelled at her. "Nothing! I was just -" Combusken started pulling her tail to the next hallway. "Sorry about that." He said while not making eye contact with them. That is easy to tell that he isn't sorry at all. Before vulpix pulled away from combusken and started to follow him, she said some last words to the pikachu and raichu. "We're looking for our trainer. She is a teenager with brown hair. If you see her, come tell -" Once again, she's been cut off by combusken. "Hurry up!" He scowled. Vulpix then freed herself from the tail pulling and followed combusken.
 
     
 
[[Ah well, it was getting boring.]]

The glass room exploded leaving no hints of the reflective shards. The place was dark, or maybe it wasn't. It was the room of which the ceiling had fallen, but this time it was empty, no things, no people. Just a small door, a window and a hallway entrance. A note was in the middle of the wooden floor.

Notes started to fall one by one on to the unsuspecting guests no matter where they were or how many obstables were in their way. They were determined to be read no matter what.

'By leaving the rooms assigned to you, you have broken the rules.'
'As punishment, I've devised a game in which you all will participate.'
'Hide and Seek. If you find me within 10 minutes, you win.'
'Don't find me and you lose.'
'Win and get want you came here for.'
'Lose and you'll have to play another game till the end.'


     
        Hearing Jordan the Spinda stopped and sat down in the vent, turned towards him and waiting for him to catch up with her. She didn't blame him that he had told her to slow down, considering that because she could stand so easily in the vent she could just walk like she normally did... however strange the walk was. Regardless though she would continue to sit in the vent, waiting for him to near her so that she could stand and continue through the dusty tunnel-- at least, until he told her to stop again.




The flame that had been sitting high above Sam's head would move forth, keeping its altitude the whole time it moved. Just as well it kept its size and its own "mood," or rather it continued to flicker gently while keeping its calm. It would begin to guide her through the hall, illuminating its surroundings within a five foot radius.

Should she choose to follow this blue flame, she would see that while it led the way, every few feet and to either side of the hall were tables. They were simple-- wooden and rectangular, with nothing but small frames sitting on the surface with larger frames sitting on the walls. As of yet, there still didn't seem to be any exit; no doors or windows were within sight.

In each frame there was either a photograph or a painting, most of either pokemon or what appeared to be a small family like before but just the same, in not a single one of those pictures could you see their faces. In every photo they were cut out or shaded, just as it were with every painting.

Steadily, that little ball of blue fire continued to soar through the air, calm.

In short time the flame would then stop, its light showing that it had led her to... a wall? Surely there was nothing else around-- just a wall. It had led her to a dead end it seemed and there were no windows or doors. The fire however did nothing else and sat in the air like it had before, just inches away from the wall it stood before. Maybe it wanted her to do something? Touch it, maybe, break it down or just approach it? Who the hell knew but to anyone, it would probably look like it made no sense. One thing Sam might notice, though, was that slowly the ball of flame looked to grow a little... aggitated, its tongue flickering more and more and it almost seemed to grow bit by bit...
 
     
 
[[Editted my last post.]]

Jordan crawl through the iron tube, a bit of struggling process but it was safer than being seen, sort of. Upon reaching the place where the Spinda sat, he held it close to him and said, "Sorry if this frightens you." He leaned to his side holding the pokemon making the surface of the vent below them turn letting them fall through. This room was one where japanese mats were the room. Jordan fell onto his back lettingn no harm befall the small pokemon he held close to him.
     
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❝ Hey. Do you understand? ❞ icey sleet icey sleet
After the mirrors exploded Kiri and Sparx ended up in a room that was dark but wasn't ??????
Just an empty room, nothing there but a small door, a window and a hallway entrance, and a note on the floor.
Kiri read the note out loud and it sounded like " leaving rooms, bla bla punishment bla, 10 minutes bla bla, hide and seek bla bla" Then he threw it away
He yelled as loud as he posibly could "How many friggin times do i have to tell you I don't take commands, and i don't do games either"
He realised it was the only way to get out of this place, but he was to daim stubborn to take commands.
"Sparx, if you want to get out of here, you'll have to play the game, but i will not be joining you, because i don't take commands, from anyone, so if you decide to go, you're on your own little lad,and our ways will will part, no grudge"


((OMFG, I just noticed its 4.30 AM here....i really really am an RP/Gaia addict...*looks sad* i dont wanna go to rehab razz razz lawl, but for now, g'night...))
 
     
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"Wow what an a**." Rachael said as the Combusken dragged the Vulpix down the hall. The fire chick reminded her of her father in a way, and she hated it. Once the two fire pokemon were out of sight, she turned around to face her brother. She wore a Misdievious(sp?) grin on her face, a good sign that she was up to no good.

"Why did you defend that Vulpix?" She asked, the smile not going away. Before the Pikachu could even think of an answer she went on. "Don't tell me!" She let an over-exageratted gasp and then went on to finish. "You have a thing for fire types don't you?!" Rachael laughed and waited for her brothers response.


Yoji had let go of his sister's long, skinny tail once the Vulpix was dragged away, but remained close to her. The Combusken was intimidating and he didn't want to do anything to upset it. Once the fire Pokemon were gone his sister began to speak. She was obviosly(sp?) teasing him again. He could tell just by the tone of voice she used but when she hinted that he loved the Vulpix he freaked.

"Wait- Wha- No!" Yoji exclaimed. He was blushing so much that his cheeks, though usually red, were a much darker shade of the color. Just then he saw a note falling in front of them. He picked it up and began to read it aloud.

"By leaving the rooms assigned to you, you have broken the rules. As punishment I've devised a game in which you all will participate. Hide and Seek. If you find me within 10 minutes, you win. Don't find me and you lose. Win and get want you came here for. Lose and you'll have to play another game till the end." He seemed to struggle on some of the larger words but overall read the note pretty well for a nine year old. He was confused. Assigned rooms? They just got here! And what did it mean by "until the end"? He guessed they would just have to play this game to find out, though he had a really bad feeling about it, he was always good at hide and seek and used to be able to find ten of his friends in two minutes.
     
"And still we will be here. Standing like statues."
Questing: Day Of The Dead
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Tick, tock, tick, tock.

The sound of the clocks were annoying, if you liked clocks, it would be fine but there was a lot of noise. The only door in the room changed a bit, not in color, size, texture or even the doornob. It had a slight different from before. The keyhole of it had altered, making the door lead to a different place.

This time, it was a hall of shelves full of these things that could of made the same ticking noise as a clock if they were set off. At the end was a strong string with a ball on it, like a door to an attic. The ladder stairs would be there too because how would one get up there? Metronomes are such a joy to have around if you liked music or rhythm.
The restless children sit and mourn the graves
Of those they've never seen before....



Aria would linger in the room for a few minutes, arms crossed and watching the clocks, before the sound finally got to her. That simple back-and-forth rhythm, without variance or even a change in pitch, was simply too bland for her. As such, the sound of the clocks drove her out, back through the door, and into another room.

This was the first time she actually paused in surprise, having not expected the door itself to change. And, in this room, it seemed the mansion had taken the first step in presenting her with a challenge fitting her tastes. And while not something in particular she enjoyed, preferring far more to play from the notes in her head, there was something irresistible about the room. However, rather than linger on and risk death, she proceeded forward, setting each metronome off as she moved, until the room was a cacophony sound.

Eyes half shut, hands making weak motions in the air, she would continue on through towards the ladder, swaying slightly with a rhythm unlike that filling the room as she moved. With a final pirouette before the stairs, she would make her way up and pull the attic entrance down, moving to the next room and the next challenge.

Will they be buried here among the dead?
 
     
Song of my soul, my voice is dead,
Die thou unsung as tears unshed shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa.
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