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 Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 8:56 pm
"A Corphish, eh?" Keegan repeated, reaching into his coat pocket and withdrawing another cigarette. "I hear they can be pretty tough, so I wouldn't worry about it much. Plus you've got a new Pokemon, and that's always exciting." Now taking his lighter out as well he eyed the small Pokemon. "It's not good to get hung up on the smaller losses." He lit his smoke and looked up at the sky, humming quietly to himself and strangely enough, on key. He glanced towards Serenity idly as Riza mentioned her, vaguely remembering that she'd been there last night during all the chaos. She looks like she got a bit banged up herself, he thought, watching her interact with the Mudkip, though it soon became apparent that he would remain a Mudkip no longer. Just like that he became a Marshtomp, and though Keegan was happy for Sere on some level, the sight of the water/ground type was more of a reminder than he needed.
"It's always a sight, evolution," he said, turning away from the blonde girl and her Marshtomp and looking out over the water again, figuring that fighting off seasickness was better than reminiscing about a certain other blonde, though a part of him couldn't help but wonder what she was doing now. "You never get tired of seeing it." He sighed, lightly tapping the Pokeball at his waist that contained Helios, frowning a little when he realized that he hadn't been given the opportunity to showcase the fox's newly evolved form. Soon enough, he thought, and as though summoned by his thoughts the Ninetales suddenly emerged from his confinement, obviously wanting to get some fresh air. The fox quickly took note of the raven-haired girl, having remembered her from yesterday and gave her a respectful nod before he stretched out his cramped limbs and sat down next to Keegan, each of his nine, gorgeous tails fanning out and coiling around him as though each had a mind of its own.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 9:43 pm
"Glad you liked my cooking." Aidan offered, he didn't smile but he didn't seem disappointed or anything. It was always nice to hear that someone liked his cooking. "The store? Hrm, well all right." Aidan really wasn't one for shopping since he never had the money to spare for such a thing. Still he had a bit of money and maybe he could pick something up for his pokemon. So with that the two both took off towards the shopping district of Hearthome.
The two didn't seem to notice the loud rumble that was approaching them. In fact they didn't notice until the last second when it swept right next to them. The rider had reached out and looped an arm from around Aidan's waist carrying him with him. Skidding to a halt a few paces away whoever was on the bike lifted the goggles. The person had dark skin and the small grin on his face made him look like he could cause all sorts of trouble.
Aidan was certainly surprised when he was suddenly scooped up and placed on another mans lap his a** up in the air. Blinking wide blue eyes a few times he looked up surprise all over his face. When he saw who his kidnapper was he frowned slightly, it was Calder. "Calder what are you doing here?" He asked somewhat irritated.
Calder just cast a rouge like grin down at Aidan and he laid a hand down on the small of his back. "Aidan! You left last night and you didn't even let your best friend know you were leaving." The hand on Aidan's back moved down a bit lower...
Glaring up at the other boy Aidan tried to push himself off of the other one only to be pushed back down. "I had no idea I was leaving until the last moment. Why do you suddenly care anyway? Last time I checked to I wasn't your friend either."
" Aww Aidan don't be like that! Well anyway I need your cute little butt for something so I am going to be kidnapping you." He gave the boys a** a slap that caused Aidan to yelp and start to squirm to try to get away. "Sorry to be taking him away from such a pretty girl like you but I do need him." With that said he revved up his bike and they took off through the town. Aidan could only give a helpless look back towards Alice, he didn't know what she could do but he really did not want to go with this man!
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Melphaligal the Challama Crew
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 9:48 pm
"Don't just stand there and whimper, Growlithe! We're not going to lose to a feline! Flamethrower attack, now!" Guard #3, or Mr Doughnut, shouted loudly, his voice echoing down the stairwell. The puppy, still recovering from flinching the last round, shook himself a bit before he opened his mouth and loosed a stream of fire at Seto.
"Fire attacks? INSIDE A HOSPITAL?!" Kasiya nearly screeched, a little surprised by the recklessness of the guard. Seto didn't seem to like the idea of getting roasted and he jumped up and over the flames, landing behind the much slower Growlithe as the Flamethrower crashed into the cement wall, leaving a smoldering, blackened patch. "Seto, you know what to do, blast that pup with a Thunderbolt!" Kasiya commanded, wanting to make this quick. Seto hissed loudly, hackles standing on end as his forehead gem began to shine with a bright, red glow. Suddenly, a laser-like beam of red light shot out at the puppy, scoring a direct hit in the canine's chest, and it whimpered in pain before falling to its belly. Okay, that... wasn't a Thunderbolt, Kasiya thought, looking over her shoulder as the guards continued to close in on her. There was no time to dwell on the strange move used by the Persian though, and Kasiya signaled to the feline and the two continued to rush down the stairs.
"I'll handle this," shouted Guard #2, throwing a Pokeball of his own. a rather large, spider-like Pokemon emerged from the sphere and it quickly scuttled down after the girl and her Persian, clicking its mandibles fiercely. "Ariados, use String Shot, stop that girl!" the guard shouted. The arachnid quickly scuttled down the stairs, using the walls and ceilings to its advantage. Once it was in range, a thin, yet strong strand of silken string shot out of its mouth and coiled around the target's legs, binding them together in an instant. Suddenly unable to move, Kasiya could only utter a terrified squeal as her momentum pushed her forward just enough to send her down the next flight of stairs, though she was somewhat able to control her fall enough to avoid hitting anything. That is, until her head bounced off the far wall and she found herself lying there in a bit of a daze, pretty stars to be seen all around.
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"Dewford Island, 10 minutes," came a voice over the loudspeaker. "Please be ready to disembark in an orderly manner."
"All right, we're almost there," Jaeshan mumbled, quickly moving towards the port side railing of the ferry to get a better look. Sure enough, he could see Dewford Island creeping up on them in the horizon. "There it is, Butterfree," he said, prompting an excited chittering sound from the butterfly. Even though there was a distinct lack of people on board the ferry Jaeshan recalled his Pokemon, not wanting to somehow lose her in the rush - and knowing his luck, he probably would, too. He leaned back, closing his eyes as the wind rushed through his hair and he sighed. It was time to forget all about the bad things that had happened yesterday and move forward. He was getting a badge today, one way or the other.
He was practically first in line by the time the ferry docked at the Dewford Harbour, which paled in comparison to the ones they had back in Slateport, and he quickly walked down the plank, glad to have his feet on solid ground again. It wasn't that he disliked sea travel or anything like that, he just liked the feeling of safety he got every time he made a safe arrival. Dewford itself seemed to be a nice, quiet little place and Jaeshan looked around curiously, almost forgetting why he was even here in the first place. "I wonder where the gym is," he murmured, now starting off in a random direction. Dewford wasn't a big place, and he didn't think it would take long to figure out where all the important places on the island were.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 10:27 pm
Blanca watched respectfully as the bird fell; as glad as she was that the bird was finally down for the count, as a trainer she could recognize its strength -- and it wasn't even at its last evolution yet. There was no time to get lost in thought, however, as her challenger sent out her second Pokemon, a Bulbasaur this time; littler than the last Pokemon, maybe, but Blanca had the feeling it'd be just as tough. She'd expect it of this Miharu girl.
The acting gym leader groaned upon seeing the cloud of sleep-inducing powder descend upon the arena, a bit wary of it falling upon herself but relieved to see that it stopped short of the battle boundaries. Think fast, Blanca, the young woman thought, furrowing her brow and crossing her arms. Think fast! Her Linoone's eyes were already beginning to droop.
She had taught the Pokemon three TM moves, none of which were overly effective on the Grass-type opponent, but there was one sure option in all of this. It was a gamble, and it'd hurt Blanca to see her Pokemon take attacks in its sleep, but it was better than nothing.
"Roll with the blows, Linoone! Take a Rest," the woman sighed, waving away a stray little whiff of sleep powder that happened to float over her way. The Rush Pokemon frowned discontentedly, but could feel its eyelids deadening. Well, maybe sleep wasn't such a bad idea after all. And so the Linoone rolled up into a little ball and fell fast asleep to regain some of her energy.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 10:28 pm
Touya slammed his fists onto the desk. "Dammit!" he growled, glaring at the burnt book before him. It was just that, a burnt book. Old and musty and burnt. It wasn't like him to get angry, but he swatted at the book anyways knocking if off the desk. A few pages torn as it hit the ground with a thud.
Nothing! Nothing at all! Have we - no - have I been on the wrong track all along? Child of the Forest?! What a joke! What was I thinking!
He sigh and figured that he needed some air so he left the room, and then the house, locking the door behind him. Better safe than sorry. Theft and break-ins weren't very common on the northern shore house in Mossdeep, or in Mossdeep at all. The island was usually too cold and too windy for many tourists to enjoy. Well, tourist that were not science fanatics. And apparently there were quite a few of them.
The paths were oddly filled today as Touya made his way to the Pokemon Center, especially taking note of two gleeful twins. He wasn't quite in the mood to talk though, so he slipped into the red roofed building rather unnoticed and took a seat at the computer. As one may have imagined after successfully winning all of Hoenn's badges as well a good majority of Kanto's, Touya's PC box held many Pokemon. His current team, in fact, was his Kanto team. A few scrolls allow us to catch a glimpse of a Sceptile, an Absol, and Aggron, a Zangoose, and an Armaldo. Others among them were less common such as your everday Wurmple or Wingull.
However, none of these were what he was looking for. Instead he clicked open a Gyrados and transferred it to his adopted sister's PC box. "I'm sorry Mitsu, I'm done with dead end research for now." He was done babysitting Nightmare for now. He should be better Touya justified to himself as if returning the Pokemon in a slightly better condition was going to let him off the hook for giving up on his sister's mysterious past.
He typed up a small email informing her of Nightmare's improved conditions as well as a short apology as to his abandonment on the team effort they had recently put in together trying to uncover her past.
It's about time I get going back to Kanto.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 10:54 pm
The young lad lifted his head, only to find the most beautiful female he had ever laid eyes on. Her long hair was as golden as the sun. Her shining eyes, more emerald than Rayquaza. Skin, milky white and flawless. Her body was voluptuous, legs reaching to the ends of the Earth. All in all she was well, really damn hot. The kind of woman, when crossing a busy street, would stop every car in its tracks. Jomei watched as the beauty thoughtfully placed a hand in her pocket, his mouth agape once again. Was he really worthy of standing in the same light as a woman such as herself? He kept watching as she quietly pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit one up, and carefully placed it in between her pouty lips. She seemed to be in a state of euphoria as she inhaled deeply and then exhaled, pushing the smoke through her succulent lips in a very (at least to Jomei) sexual way. He never really enjoyed being around people who smoked, he was willing to make an exception in her case however. The boy would die from lung cancer caused by second hand smoke just to be around someone so amazing any day.
Raising an eyebrow, the woman looked back in his direction. "Well, are you going to just sit there all day or are you going to take that poor Cyndaquil to the center?" she interrogated. "It looked like it got beat pretty bad. I'm glad I showed up when I did, I would have hated to see the little thing get seriously injured." Blowing smoke in his general direction, she removed a pokeball from her belt. "Alright, thanks Major. Job well done." She praised, calling the Ursaring back to its cozy sphere with a flash of red light.
Jomei tried his best to hold back the coughs he felt welling up in the back of his throat from the smoke. He didn't want to look uncool in front of the well endowed babe. Unfortunately, the coughs pushed their way through and succeeded in ruining the boy's image of 'cool'. After sputtering a bit he looked back to the woman. "I...u-uhh..." He stuttered, lifting his weight off the ground. "Y-yeah, well I-I..t-tha-" When he couldn't quite get the words to make the trip from his brain to his mouth, he looked to the ground in embarrassment, avoiding her gaze. He brought his hand up to his head and fiddled with his red head band nervously.
"I'll take that as a 'thank you'." she replied, flicking the cigarette butt to the dirt and stepping on it. "Anyway, my name is Evalina. Call me Eva though. The only time I get called by my full name is when someone's angry at me." the woman, now known as Eva, said with a chuckle. "Your name is..?"
"Ah!" Fidgeting, he tried his best to answer the question, "J-jo..."
"Joe....?"
"J-jome-"
"How about I just call you J. for short." she interrupted. "Capital J period. How about I give you a lift back to town, J.?" She asked, now grinning.
"Huh? L-lift?" He was a bit confused, not seeing any type of car or motorbike around. He surveyed the area, not really expecting to find anything.
"It'll be on the house." She told him, now retrieving a different red and white sphere from her belt. "Besides, I think you're kind of a cute... little boy." Her voice was smooth as silk, although a bit cold.
Of course she was talking about a Pokemon... Jomei thought as Eva released another mammoth of a annimal, this time one he had never seen before. It was definitely much larger then the Ursaring, a dragon like creature, equipped with large red wings that looked like battle axes. She informed him that the Pokemon was called a Salamence and that his name was Beast, as she offered a hand to help him aboard.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 10:58 pm
Alice nodded in excitement as Aidan agreed to go check out the store with her. She dug through her purse for any money she had brought. It was only a little bundle but she could probably pick up something small with it.
Approaching the building she heard a commotion behind her but didn't pay a lot of attention to it. She turned to Aidan and giggled. "I wonder if that kid has another brother??" She gave another laugh but soon gasped in surprise. Aidan had been abducted by a man on a motorcycle.
"H-hey! Let him go!" Her voice was timid and non threatening. As she saw them man basically molest poor Aidan on the bike, Alice's cheeks turned pink. People can't seem to keep their hands of him!
The bike sped off while Alice finished he thought. "NO!" she yelled as she began to run after the bike. A hand had grasped onto her wrist, stopping her with a jerk. "Hey! What are you doing!?" she yelped as she turned around. The man who had latched onto her wrist was wearing a royal blue uniform and matching hat. He was holding a sizable package and a clip board. "Ah! You are Alice correct?"
Alice stared at him, she was confused and extremely annoyed, "Yes but did you see that my friend was abducted!?"
"Don't care," he interrupted, "I've been looking for you all day!" He held up his clip board and was scanning over it. "I have a delivery for you."
Alice was at the point of fuming until she heard delivery, "Wait... really? Someone sent me something!?"
"Yes now take your package," he said dryly, "and please sign here." He handed her the clip board which she scribbled onto it. He shoved the package into her arms and gave a salute. "Thanks for choosing Royal DeliveryTM services."
Alice was a little confused but opened the box immediately. Inside was packing foam and a letter on top of it. She opened to a small not written on vanilla paper.
Alice,
We are sorry we had to kick you out but we believe it was for your own good.
Since it was such a rude awakening, we decided to give you this special gift.
We hope it will help you on your journey.
Gran and Pa.
Alice gave a smile and placed the note into her purse. She dug her hands into the packing foam and clasped her hands onto what was inside. The shape was familiar and she gave a gasp and pulled it out. "An egg!!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 11:00 pm
It's a bit difficult to continue taking a leak in peace when a boulder crashes into your head. And so, naturally, the Slaking stopped its bodily processes and glared at its offender; what the hell did he think he was doing, that scrawny little thingiemabobber? How dare he throw rocks at the great -- yawn -- and mighty Slaking that he was?
So now, M.A. noted with a somewhat amused nonchalance, we've got two angry Pokemon. Wonder if that Pokemon has a trainer? Doesn't look like it... But I don't want to catch it. While M.A. was pondering the origins of this oddly obese Pokemon, Diego had taken the initiative for once and painted a flying shark headed his way. The Slaking scoffed at the flimsy art, wrestling the gnashing shark a moment or two before sending it whimpering and flying back Diego's way -- Counter!
"Oh dear," M.A. said aloud, watching as the paint shattered on its painter upon contact. Diego looked a bit flabbergasted by his own attack, but he was still smoldering with anger; what an ugly... fat... disrespectful... loaf of a Pokemon!
It does look like the big thing is stronger than Diego, though, M.A. thought to herself. But something told her it would be pointless to dissuade the furious artist to halt the battle, and either let the matter slide or have Daemyn clean up the trash. The Houndoom had been itching for battle, after all. But Diego sure looked fired up for once, and M.A. was intrigued to see him this way. She had to remind herself that she was not an unbiased spectator, though; the Smeargle was in her care, after all! "Diego, watch out! He's coming!" M.A. said, seeing that the Slaking had shifted to a standing position (it had been half-laying, half-kneeling before). Suddenly, with surprising speed for his body, the Slaking rushed at Diego, coming in for a Faint Attack.
Diego cried out painfully, but managed to paint a Protect shield to prevent his slamming into (and possibly chipping) the mural behind him. He puts art before his own safety, M.A. realized with some surprise. This moved her, somehow. "Diego! Fly!" she commanded urgently, seeing the equally furious Slaking coming in once more.
The Smeargle gave her a brief skeptical look -- she wasn't his trainer! Just a convenient convoy until they found his master. But Flying did seem like a good idea, anyways, and Diego narrowly dodged the incoming Slash from the Slaking. He could put a bit of stock into her words, maybe. The girl did have good points sometimes, even if she was terribly naive.
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Jun returned to the empty hotel room to his general disgruntlement. No fun! He reapplied his perfume (cologne? perfume? some new contraption of both?) before moseying on down to the restaurant -- but it was closed as the chefs switched from breakfast to lunch and dinner preparation. A quick peek in the kitchen revealed that no one there was under thirty years of age, and so Jun excused himself politely. Now /where/ could they all could have gone? Their stuff (well, at least Aidan's; he hadn't seen Alice's black messenger bag anyways) was still at the room, so they must still be in Hearthome.
What if... they're on a date? Jun gasped, the revelation hitting him like ice down the neck. That man-stealer! Cute little face, homespun dress... He would have never guessed it of Alice. "Always the goddamn quiet types," he muttered to himself, irked. He could picture it now; bashful little Aidan, blushing away as Alice sashayed to him in a skin-tight black satin Gucci dress, hugging every one of her goddamn feminine curves and her bust just popping out there like daisies in spring! Supple as Megan Fox! Okay, so anyone who was vaguely familiar with Alice knew better, but Jun did have a habit of dramatizing things and getting so wrapped up in it he couldn't tell fact from fabrication any more. It was all you, Eve, Jun thought to himself. You should have left Adam on his own and had Cain or Abel or Abraham or JESUS take him!
... So Jun was more than irrational at the time. Nevertheless, he huffed along, leaving their stuff in the room and taking off. He didn't know where he would go at the moment, but wherever beauty called, he supposed.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 5:24 am
Releasing the death grip from his backpack, Ky brought both of his hands up to his eyes, rubbing them harshly in hopes that all of this wasn't happening. Though the nightmare had finally ended, the scene Ky had just witnessed continued to replay in his head. How could his mind be so disgusting to create such a dream? It had been so real; there had been no element of fantasy to it at all. It was then though that Ky started to fit some pieces together. "Unless, that wasn't made up..." Ky thought as he removed his hands from his now blood-shot eyes, staring up at Poe. Those eyes widened the more Ky thought, the more he realized what he just saw might not have been a dream at all. "Don't tell me that actually happened!!" Ky half-yelled at his Xatu, as if the psychic bird had more than a part to play in all of this. Unphased and staring straight ahead though, Poe remained fixed in his stance. Once again, Ky heard Poe's voice echo in his head:
"I apologize for the sudden ploy,
But to Fortree we must trek,
Because if we don't stop that mind-sick boy,
Winona's life he'll surely wreck."
"If we don't stop him?" Ky asked as he stood up quickly, squinting as he stared directly into Poe's eyes. "So you're telling me this hasn't happened yet," Ky mumbled, knowing others would think he was being crazy if they didn't already. Without answering, Poe continued to stare, but something inside told Ky that the bird was nodding. Once again, Ky brought his fists up to his eyes, now rubbing them furiously to make sure this wasn't some crazy dream within a dream. Rex meanwhile was looking up at his trainer, not sure what was happening. The other trainers around had mixed reactions. Some were staring. Some decided to go back to sleep. Some were even chuckling. Nurse Joy stood closest, looking concerned but relieved to see it was probably just a bad dream. Ky didn't seem to care though. His breathing began to quicken as what felt like an enormous weight began to tug on his heart. What was he going to do? Was it stupid for him to think this was real? Was Winona really in danger? Ky's eyes raced back and forth, searching his head for an answer. He had to make a decision, but in the end it didn't really seem like he had a choice.
"I have to go," Ky thought, shaking his head. "I can't risk it being true. Not after what I saw..." Once again, the horrible scene flashed through his mind, but instead of disturbing him, a strange sense of courage replaced his shock. Mike's laughter no longer scared him; it angered him. Winona's screams no longer frightened him; it drove him. The enormous weight Ky felt on his heart still remained, but he began to understand why he felt this way. There was no one who would believe him. Only he knew this was going to happen, and for all he could tell, he was the only one who could stop it.
"Poe! Rex! We're going to the train station, now!" Ky ordered as he shoved all of his belongings hastily into his backpack. Zipping it up, he then found Poe's Pokeball. "Return, Poe!" Ky called, watching as the red light engulfed his Xatu. Throwing the ball in his backpack, which he then threw around his shoulders, Ky quickly grabbed Rex from where he stood and began to rush out the door.
"Ky! Where are you going?!" Nurse Joy called after him, an even more concerned look now covering her face.
Ky stopped without looking back. "I have to go see my... f-family. I-it's an emergency," Ky lied. Soon after that, the glass doors of Goldenrod's Pokemon Center quickly opened and closed, leaving Nurse Joy and a few onlookers to stare as Ky ran off into the early morning shadows, unable to comprehend at all what just happened.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 10:27 am
With a graceful drill-like spin the Fearow shot forward, its beak aimed for the rocky Pokemon. The bird swooped in at full force, recklessly slamming into the Golem with a pained shriek. Granite took the hit with a chuckle, rubbing the impacted area with amusement as the Fearow flapped its wings in a fury to put some distance between the two. "Granite, Jet-pierres!" Sasha cried, now standing proudly behind her Pokemon. This Fearow was a tough one, but he had bitten off more than he could chew this time. While outmatched in strength to be sure, the Fearow still had the advantage of speed. The Beak Pokemon effortlessly dodged each rock, boulder and dirt clod that the Golem threw its way, copying each attack a skillful Mirror Move. Both Granite and Sasha scowled as the cocky bird chipped away at the Golem's health, and both of their patience. It's not stupid enough to come in for a full out attack because it knows we'll just sock it into a coma, mais we can't even hit it with our speed, or lack thereof. She could switch out, but-no. Not a chance. She and Granite were going to finish this. "There's got to be something we can do about our speed issue." the pink haired girl mumbled, tapping a few buttons on her Pokedex to bring up the Golem's moves. "Maybe he got a new move or something..."
The list scrolled on without ceremony, the word 'rock' and its synonym brothers being mentioned about fifty times; or at least it seemed. It all seemed boringly familiar until the phrase "Rock Polish" flew across the screen. Sasha grinned as she read the description. How perfect. "Granite, I have a new move for you, Poliroche!" The Golem's eyes lit up at the command, as if remembering a friend's birthday a day late. He tucked in his arms, legs and head, and began to spin in place like beach ball in a pool of water. Sasha took a quick step back to avoid ruining another outfit and watched Granite rotate in place like a drunken top. The Golem's body began to sparkle in the sun as his rough edges became smooth and streamlined. Graced with new aerodynamics, the Golem popped its limbs out in readiness, eying the Fearow with renewed arrogant confidence.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 12:26 pm
Junko relieved the ground of the shiny red and white ball. She attempted a finger spin, but unfortunately held no such skills to pull off the trick. The ball fell once again, but she was able to catch it before it hit the rocks. At least she had quick reflexes. Turning to Hades triumphantly, she gave a gloved thumbs up, and smile as he returned the favor. Now, it was time to go back to the Pokemon Center, and the girl carefully made her way down the treacherous rocks. And by carefully, I mean she ran at full force, jumping from rock to rock in a slapdash manner. She was too excited to worry about minor details like safety.
Hades only watched in horror as the girl dashed down the hill with seemingly no regard for her own life. He tried his best to keep up with her in case she were to fall, but she was really damn quick, with those long leggity appendages. As if on cue, he witnessed one of her red and black shoes get caught in between two aggressive rocks. He lunged forward to try and grasp her hand that was extended all the way back, but he wasn't able to grab her in time. He watched helplessly as she banged her chin on the rocks, then skidded to a halt at the bottom. Luckily, they were at the base of the hill when the event happened, she didn't seem to be too hurt. Hades floated over to his master's side to, once again, see if she was going to make it.
Junko slowly lifted herself off of the patch of sand and sat for a second, panting. She then checked herself all over for injuries. Knees, a little skinned up, but fine, the stockings that covered them were ruined however. Elbows, fine, no tears in clothing there. Front of body, just a little dirty and sore, no rips. Goggles? She placed her hands on top of her chest frantically, searching for her most favorite accessory. Those goggles were like an extension of her own skin. She moved her hands around to the back of her neck and sighed a giant sigh of relief when she felt them through her gloves. She turned them back around to face the proper direction and had a good look at them. They had thankfully made it through the trip unscathed. Junko felt something drip onto her bare upper leg, and immediately began to investigate. Her eyes laid focus on a viscous red liquid that trickled down her thigh. Where was it coming from? The pain in her chin hit her like a ton of Schuckle, as if it were waiting to catch her off guard. Placing her gloved hand to the area under her mouth, she winced as the fabric grazed her broken skin. Whelp, that's what I get for running down that hill like a complete schmuck...
Hades only sighed heavily as the girl seemed more concerned for her articles of clothing, rather than herself. If he had had eyebrows, he would have definitely raised one in disapproval.
Junko rummaged through her bag to find something to hold up against her chin. She had bandages, but she wasn't going to dare to put that adhesive crap on such a sensitive spot. She pulled out a pretty pink and yellow handkerchief. Hesitating for a moment, not wanting to get her favorite handkerchief ruined, brought it up to her bloody skin anyway. The girl figured she'd just have to buy another one. After picking herself up of the ground and starting to make way towards the Pokemon center, she was relieved to find that her ankle that had been caught by the rocks wasn't hurt. Figuring she had pretty strong bones, she motioned to Hades to follow, holding the, now disheveled, cloth to her chin as to not leave a trail of blood.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 5:19 pm
"Oh, nice one! Kill her, why don't you?" Mr Doughnut shouted, cuffing his colleague on the back of the head. His Growlithe looked shaken, yet it still seemed to be able to continue and was heading down the stairs as well, the other two guards in tow. Seto, meanwhile, had witnessed his trainer's fall and was busy shredding the silk strands with his claws in order to free her legs, though the spider responsible had not been forgotten.
"Stop the cat, Ariados!" the second guard ordered. "Don't let them get away!" Hissing, the spider raced forwards, rearing up and slashing at Seto with its forelegs for a Fury Attack, though the feline was scarcely able to dodge the attempt. Meanwhile, the first guard had sent a Pokeball spiraling as well, revealing a round, pink Pokemon, complete with long, prehensile tongue. It clapped its hands together happily before curling into a ball and bouncing down the stairs, managing to avoid crushing its teammates in the process and somehow finding itself landing rather comically on Seto, the Persian letting out an angered yowl in reply. The Persian struggled, which was futile thanks to the pink Pokemon's massive weight, but not before fighting back with a rather nasty Thunderbolt, the attack connecting wonderfully thanks to the fact that the Lickitung was pretty much sitting on top of Seto now. By this point the Growlithe had arrived at the bottom of the steps as well, looking towards the utter chaos that had unfolded in a matter of seconds.
The still-dazed Kasiya looked up at her Persian as a giant pink blob suddenly descended down from seemingly nowhere and she blinked a few times, trying to clear her vision. "Hey... that many against one isn't fair!" she wailed, her trembling fingers fumbling on her belt for a second sphere. Her hand closed around the Ultra Ball and she unhooked it. "Let's even things up a bit... Casimir, use Slash on that Ariados." The thrown Ultra Ball revealed the sleek, silvery Absol. The Disaster Pokemon quickly surveyed the situation, taking note of the three opposing Pokemon as well as Seto, who was currently... dealing with the Lickitung. With a slight growl the Absol jumped into the fray, claws extended as he prepared to tear into the Ariados.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 7:06 pm
Miharu didn't really know what to think when she saw the previously energetic Linoone curl up on the ground and start snoozing. Lily didn't know what to think either and the Bulbasaur curiously tilted her head to the side, watching her opponent snoozing away. ...Alright, Miharu thought, scratching her chin. I know just what to do. She smiled.
The classy little diva of a Bulbasaur seemed to mirror her trainer's thoughts, and the command was hardly past the small girl's lips before the Seed Pokemon had taken about three steps forward, the opening of her bulb beginning to glow a bit before three small, bullet-sized seeds were fired out towards the sleeping Linoone - a Leech Seed.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 12:49 am
Alice had cradled her new egg in her bag and began frantically running around Hearthome for help. She passed by the hotel and remembered Jun, he had a cousin who was an officer and he was Aidan's lover. She knew he would help.
She scrambled past the lobby and up the stairs. She nearly tripped a couple of times as she kept catching her foot on the hem of her dress. Finally she made it to the hotel room. The door flew open with a great fury as she fumbled around the room looking for any sign of Jun. Nothing.
Alice was crouched on the ground trying to level her head. She noticed there was a faint cologne sent and realized Jun was there not too long ago. She rushed out of the room to, hopefully, find Jun. Alice ran through the halls and peaked in every open door to find Jun. She finally had a bright idea and checked the shops.
Waling into one of the fine clothing stores, she noticed the flamboyant man looking about. Wasting no time and threw herself at Jun, "you have to help! Aidan has been kidnapped! He's gonna get raped!!"
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Melphaligal the Challama Crew
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 10:51 am
Well it seems like he was being kidnapped for some unknown but surely uncomfortable reason. It was certainly uncomfortable now resting across the others as he rode away on his motorcycle. His stomach was starting to hurt to, Aidan was beginning to suspect that Calder was driving over all the bumps on purpose. He supposed he could fall off of the stupid bike but there wasn't that much of a point in that since he would just be scooped up again only this time after being a bit banged up. So Aidan resigned himself to his fate of being taken to wherever it was that Calder wanted to take him.
It wasn't long til they were out of the city limits and a particularly nasty bump that Aidan remembered that he had pokemon with him. He could send them to get help for him! He knew that they were no where near strong enough to try to take on Calder but he could always use them to go get some help. Glancing up Aidan watched Calder for and hoped he didn't notice as he sifted a bit and reached for one of his pokemons pokeballs. He didn't really care which one at the moment any of them would do. When he finally got his hands on one of his pokeballs he tossed it out on the road and looked back seeing who exactly he had just sent out.
With a flash Skorupi appeared behind him getting smaller and smaller. The poor pokemon seemed to be a bit confused. He had no idea where Aidan was why did he just leave him like this! Oh wait there he was. He was riding away on a motorcycle with Calder? That didn't seem good! Aidan must have let him out to go get help. Which he would be glad to do if he had any idea where he was! He knew that they had been kicked out of town, sorta, and they were supposed to be in Hearthome but Skorupi really didn't know where Hearthome was supposed to be. Well, if Aidan was going one way maybe Hearthome was the other way? Turning around he started scuttling the other direction, now all he had to do was find two people he never met before. Sometimes he wished Aidan thought about things a bit more before making decisions.
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