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 Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:31 pm
[[ This is the spot for tonight's event-themed RP. Here are the folks who signed up in advance and may participate:
1. Kira of Flames
2. Blood_Goddess
3. Tristam Lockhart
4. Bouncy_Pineapple
5. Reverie Rose
6. Rian-chan
7. Thanassa
8. phantompanther13
9. Emalthya
10. Discordancy
If you're not on that list, I'm afraid you can't join in (unless you're a staff member). But please feel free to read along and chat about what's going on in the main shop thread. =3
There's going to be a lot of craziness going down, so I want to make sure you all know it's very important to keep an eye out for my posts. We have a lot to get through tonight, so let's get to it! ]]
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For weeks news about Team Rocket's anniversary party had been circling around HQ. With the base still recovering from the botched mission some time ago, everybody seemed eager for a chance to get together and forget about moles and bullet wounds.
Use of the lobby area on the first floor had been granted for the event. Decorative streamers in red, black and white hung from the ceiling. A large R-shaped cake sat atop a table in the middle of the room. It had been so many years ago to this day that Team Rocket was first founded. Though that incarnation of the team no longer existed, it was still a day to celebrate.
As the official party time arrived music was piped over the intercom speakers. One corner of the room had been set up with various video games while another corner sported a temporary dance floor. A handful of unfortunate Trainees had been picked to serve food and beverages.
 TRP arrived downstairs in her typical Elite uniform, Furin floating over one shoulder and Hoshi floating over the other. She was getting around without her crutches now, though she still had a slight limp. Rolling her eyes, she wandered over to the R cake to swat away some Grunt sticking his finger in the icing.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:39 pm
Despite all of his efforts, Seth had been required to come to this party. He had used every excuse he could imagine to his superiors. He had work to do. But they insisted, and then demanded after his protests, that he attend. He was not a social butterfly, and they all knew it. Bastards.
Also in his uniform, Seth sauntered over to his companion, TRP.
"This is stupid. I don't know why they insist on doing this, or making us come for that matter."
Although he doubted that anyone had to twist TRP's arm for her to show up.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:45 pm
There was cake and food, perfect attractions for a grunt who had a bottomless pit for a stomach. He wandered through the area looking around at the streamers and made a note to not let shadow out of his pokeball today. Spotting a large R shaped cake, he paused and reach over, just in time to be caught. Quickly he put his finger into his mouth before he looked up and saw who it was. "It's safe to eat," he said with a small salute and a smile.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:46 pm
 Akemi nervously walked down the hallway towards the lobby. She'd never been one for big parties, but she thought this was a good chance to get acquainted with more fellow Team Rocket members in a slightly less formal setting. And besides, after all the chaos that had been going on after the failed raid, everyone seemed to welcome this chance to unwind.
Rei followed in its Trainer's wake with graceful serenity, its ears twitching as it sensed the cheerfulness of the crowd that was gathering in the large lobby.
Lacking any formal attire, the Grunt had settled for thoroughly cleaning her uniform and making sure her hair was under control.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:47 pm
Kofuku walked out into the lobby and grinned brightly as she took in all of the lights and attraction. It was so festive! Something that she'd never thought she'd ever see in the Rocket Headquarters. Dressed in her uniform's shirt with the sleeves rolled up and her black uniform skirt, she actually looked like the rocket grunt she was supposed to be. "Wow, this place looks amazing, doesn't it, Faleen? Never thought that they'd actually be able to pull something like this off..." She looked over her shoulder to her best friend and neighbor. Walking between Kofuku and Faleen was Nina, making sure that the injured human was alright. (OOC: I do have BG's permission to be posting in that Faleen's with her)
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:49 pm
Faleen had to admit, this was pretty exciting.
Not so much about the party, she could just as easily celebrate something by having a quiet mug of coffee, or reading up on mechanics.
Heck, Faleen didn't even know about the party until her neighbor Kofuku came over and half dragged her out, yammering excitedly.
What the Grunt felt most excited about, was the celebration over another year of this organization's existence.
and apparently she wasn't the only one that felt this way, according to the decorations placed in the lobby.
trailing after her friend, following her bright hair, Faleen folded her hands behind her back as they stepped in, glancing around at the other Rockets in the room, and smileing softly as Kofuku spoke to her.
"yeah it does."
Also dressed in standard grunt uniform. her cleanest, nicest looking set.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:51 pm
TRP Shook her head at Panther, "If you want a piece, get a piece. Don't stick your fingers in parts other people're gonna eat." She turned around to face Seth and smirked, "You're the only person I know who would complain about being forced to have fun."
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:55 pm
Seth frowned down at TRP. "Obviously the fact that I have to be forced should say a lot. I have better things to do with my time."
The elite looked up as he noticed some grunts filing in. He muttered something under his breath and folded his arms. This place was going to get crowded and noisy rather quickly.
A blonde agent that he vaguely recognized walked in as well. And not long after the red headed doctor as well.
Nikki wasn't much of a party goer herself, but was curious enough to take a peek. Deciding that Darkfeather was the most likely to behave himself or not get trampled on, the bird followed after her.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:56 pm
Ezekiel stepped into the room, dusting off some soot off his shoulder while he gave a side glare to P.H., as he was sure it was him who made his last experiment blew up just so they would get going to the party. The scientist wasn't quiet sure why he was here, he wasn't a social butterfly and with his busted laptop...well...getting into conversations would be quiet a hustle. He eyed the little white board hanging at his hip with a black marker and eraser.
P.H. floated a couple of inches off the ground, moving slowly after his trainer as he looked around with quiet some interest. After all, he rarely left Ezekiel's lab, and when he did, it was those times when activity in the hallways was at its lowest, so this was chalking up to be interesting.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 6:00 pm
Having gotten permission, Panther cut a piece and then spotted Seth. Not really wanting to be within the range of doom he made a quick exit form the table heading to the wall to much on his over-sized piece of cake. It was never a good idea to stand around a fuel tank surrounded by sparks, that could trigger it at any moment. He's watch the explosion from a safer distance preferably, especially after hearing Seth complain about his predicament.
He found himslef a chair and sat, watching as a few more grunts made their way in.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 6:05 pm
Although everything was in place and controllers were laid out for Super Crash Bros. Annihilation, the video game corner was having a few technical difficulties. Luckily they had someone on the problem.
"Piiika," a green-eyed urged from his perch on the back of the sofa, flicking his tail impatiently. The chance to see his trainer get mildly electrocuted was starting to lose out to the smells of cake and frosting. One more minute and he'd-
"SHOW ME YOUR BEST MOVES!"
Switch fell off the couch.
A spark jumped off Hayes' glasses as he jerked his hand back from the power plug of the Dance Dance Eeveelution machine, which had been moved upstairs from the lounge for the event. He actually looked like his rank for once, dressed in the uniform of an Agent. It was clean and pressed if for no other reason than having never been worn before. Rubbing at his ear, which was now ringing, the blond straightened up, ran a hand through his hair, and gave the dance pads an experimental tap.
The Rocket looked around. "Switch?"
The couch made a disgruntled "Chu."
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 6:08 pm
Grinning as she caught beat of the current song that was blaring over the intercom speakers, Kofuku started her boogie. She was rather horrible at dancing, but she didn't care, all that mattered was having fun and celebrating a rather glorious occasion. Popping her hips from side to side, she gave Faleen a wide grin, then noticed a familiar figure over by the cake.
"Panther!" She called out, waving her hand over her head. "Hey, over here!"
Nina bristled a little as her trainer called Panther over; she did NOT like that human. There was just something about her that made her unwilling to cope around him. For her trainer's sake though, she wouldn't cause trouble... for the most part.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 6:09 pm
Indeed, it was getting pretty crowded, therefore Akemi decided to pick Rei up, and the Espeon somehow managed to settle itself on the girl's shoulders. So far, there hadn't been many familiar faces, save for TRP and Seth, obviously. The sight of a dark coloured Pidgeot also caught her attention. So Nikki was there, as well. Not that she'd be of much company to anyone.
The girl then approached the table that the food and drinks were set on, moving towards the bowl of non-alcoholic punch. It was bound to get warm in there, with so many people and possible dancing, so it was best to keep refreshment handy, she thought.
Rei swayed its head and tail to the music, all its legs occupied with trying to hold onto Akemi. Its ears perked at the sound of the dancing game machine turning on, and the Espeon turned its head in the direction of the sound, spotting a familiar face. "Eoon!"
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 6:12 pm
"Better things to do with your time than eat cake? I think you need to reorder your priorities."
"Priorities!" Hoshi echoed, latching onto Seth's arm. Somehow in the last few seconds he'd managed to sticky his little palms with icing, which he was now wiping on the Elite's sleeve.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 6:13 pm
This is the most ridiculous thing that she had ever done. 'An honor' - feh. 'Chosen out of all Trainees to attend' - feh! She would much, much rather be sitting in her barracks or... well, doing anything but this.
Instead, Teillo adjusted her hand beneath a tipping serving tray, smoothing down her outfit for the fifth time. Being a Grunt would be a blessing - if only because Grunts got to wear pants. Hanging free from its traditional parted ponytail, the Rocket's crimped hair hung down her back in a pinned and pretty manner that she was ten seconds away from tearing out. Over her shoulder lounged Rebar, the Eevee trying very hard to keep her owner's composure - through snuggles, of course.
And Teil hadn't wrecked anything yet, so things were going well. She slipped around to Grunts and Agents alike, trying to keep the sullen out of her voice: if she was going to peddle Slowpoke-shaped cookies, she was going to do it with the best of them.
"Hors d'oeuvres?"
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TRP arrived downstairs in her typical Elite uniform, Furin floating over one shoulder and Hoshi floating over the other. She was getting around without her crutches now, though she still had a slight limp. Rolling her eyes, she wandered over to the R cake to swat away some Grunt sticking his finger in the icing.
