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 Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:34 pm
@Mew, Ryuu, Blue, Bull
Xander grabbed onto the slowly linking up group and started to slightly lean back to keep a bit of weight towards the back. Maybe between them all they wouldn't be pulled in but some how he doubted it. The way the Jirachi was going an how close they had to be to get off the rainbow... His thoughts proved right as everyone was lifted up and spun.
'Poor thing.' He thought after the flashback ended. He may have been a rocket but in his mind he was a breeder first and that included taking care of pokemon. "I wish we were safe, all of us." Even the Jirachi.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:34 pm
"I wish that we all will all wake up and live!" He held tightly to Bazza's arm with both of his own, almost too terrified to risk looking directly at the Jirachi... But he did. They were falling, falling, falling and he wasn't ready to die yet. He still had things to do, though he couldn't recall just what they were, anymore.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:34 pm
The flashback did very little to relax Gregory. He was busy trying to hold his own ground to the floor and praying he wasn't in some asylum somewhere. All he felt was emense pity for the creature that was trying so hard to take them in. He was confused, lost, scared, and hurt. He wasn't trying to hurt them. He just wanted to go home.
Home to his friends. Like Gregory wanted to go home to his. He closed his eyes at the woman's voice. How did he? He began to try and will himself into existence. Trying his damnest to bring himself back and to wake up. "I wish I was back. I wish I was with Moriarty!" He shouted above the winds hoping this was the right answer to the puzzle to get him home.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:34 pm
"I wish to be back into existence!" Patrick shouted, as his arms flailed about. Yeah, he really didn't want to be here anymore. All he wanted was to go back to the way things were and go home to a place without evil rainbow bridges and creepy little girls. Plus, he had way too much to do back at home, things that he wanted to complete. He couldn't die now.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:35 pm
@Blue, Neko, Ryuu, Bull:
Anise and her companions were lifted up despite all they tried, and she clung on to them for dear life. In the whirl of wind an memories she felt Jirachi's own memory.
She blinked, surprised, then felt sympathetic for the Jirachi who'd been taken from its home and subjected to such strange things. She yelled to the little pokemon, "Jirichi, we've been taken from our homes and are lost and confused too! We only wish to go back to our own home, with everything the way we knew it! Our wishes are alike!"
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:36 pm
 Duo kept hold of his new friend, making sure he wouldn't get grabbed by the winds going into the vortex. "Well...if wishing has power here...maybe we should wish to speak to Jirachi? Maybe he'll stop that whirlwind of his long enough to talk to us?" And then the whirlwind grew too strong, and he was sucked in before he could do anything.
Jirachi's memory had him off balance, and he couldn't help but feel more than a little sympathy with the poor guy...
The girl's mysterious voice was heard again, and he sighed. Man...he was NEVER telling anyone about this. And he wished as hard as he could to be real again, to exist. He didn't want to disappear. He wanted his chance to escape his past.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:36 pm
Unfortunately, Vanessa couldn't keep herself from being pulled in, and soon found herself being enveloped in the Jirachi's memories. It was humans who had made this poor creature so upset, it was humans who had made them feel so tormented that they wanted everything to go away.
Then. the woman's voice rang out, and Vanessa found herself nodding. No matter the reason, Vanessa did not want to die for something like this. Aloud, she called out, "I wish that I would truly exist!" She put all her will into her voice, hoping that her mind would be strong enough for her to survive.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:36 pm
 Oyumi let out a cry of fear when she felt her feet finally leave the ground, and before she knew it she released Kurai. Better she be sucked up alone than to drag her friend with her. The closer she flew to the Jirachi, the more she feared until the memory came to her.
Even through her own panic it was like she was seeing everything through the Jirachi's eyes. And as soon as the memory was over, she felt she understood, even if just a little. A bad experience had frightened the pokémon, but they didn't have time to calm it down. The danger was immediate... But hopefully they could survive. Or at least come back into existence!
"Please, don't take our lives!"
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:36 pm
Was this the end..? end of this dream? It felt so real... the wind on his face, the voices, the vibrant visions... And Jirachi. That soft voice echo's in his mind, eyes intent on the tiny body that's swarmed in darkness. A wish... his sharp eyes close to a half-mast position, "I wish peace for you.." he murmurs to the Jirachi.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:37 pm
@CORN AND AURRIE AND KRANK She was...god, this was a weird sensation. She clung to Bazza and by extension Daniel and the weird guy she'd called over (hey, no one could say she didn't care).
And then flashes of memories powered on by, and Nina was overtaken by one that definitely wasn't one of hers. And then there was a disembodied female voice in her ear, familiar and creepy and woah wait. What? Back into existence? Did that mean they'd stopped? Well, of course she wanted to exist. Of course she could wish to be real. And all these other people, too. She wished they'd be real again, too, because a world without anyone other than here was one lonely one. "I'll wish if it means we're all safe," she said aloud, decisively.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:37 pm
Island Location
@Oreo Dreamer
Ice Jack didn't relax at the flashback. He was breathing a little heavily now and clinging to Ren - tightly. A wish? "I wish to not die here!" Jack shouted, practically in Ren's ear since he was clinging so close.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:37 pm
@Brrrrrrrrrrrrrr/Blooobear/Mewmaomaomao/Nekokokokokooooo:
After a moment, it became obvious that their combined weight still wasn't going to be enough. They were being dragged to the edge -- they were already there -- they were falling.
Glimpses of the jirachi's memories flickered across her mind, broken by Patrick's flailing arm as it flopped across her face.
"I still wish you'd just disappear already," she tried to say in his direction, attempting to hold his arm down as they fell.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:37 pm
Angie cried out, to the Jirachi, "Stop, just stop! We're alive too, just please stop this!" The memory from the pokemon did help explain things, but at the moment, she was freaking out, and she did not want to die!
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:37 pm
At first the fierce winds weren't too bad - thanks to his height and build - but soon he could barely move without stumbling or falling. His eyes narrowed to slits against the wind, and he managed to catch a glimpse of dark clouds and a freaking twister - maybe he should've stayed on that last cloud. At least it was white.
The Jirachi's memory caught him by surprise, and his lips parted slightly as he understood at least some of it. The poor thing just wanted to go home. But that's what he wanted, too - wherever home was. He wanted to, in the words of that mysterious woman whose voice was still in his head (all sorts of crazy), exist. I want to exist. I wish to exist. He felt even more crazy for thinking it, but at this point - he was in the eye of some poke-storm, for gods' sakes - he didn't really care how insane it seemed.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 8:38 pm
 @Aurrie. @Thy, @KrankhafterHe held on tight to the Daniel and Nina, and hoped Clarence was holding tight too. They got lifted into the storm anyways, and - watched a memory fromt he Jirachi, he assumed - and, holy s**t, holy s**t. With all the force he could muster, Bazza wished to " Live, live, live."
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