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 Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 8:31 pm
Clarissa
The Clefairy looked around quickly as the lights dimmed and the stone lit up.
She rolled the stone into her right hand and carefully felt her heart with her left as she tried to quiet her anxieties.
This was her first, real tangible step to what she was always to be. What she was, by species, to be.
The whole idea of changing put more than a weak pulse into her body as the theatrics unveiled themselves.
Her grip instinctively tightened on the stone as the glowing orb began to advance towards her as.
Was this her home? She had heard stories, of course... Was this where she came from?
It was nostalgic. So, terribly nostalgic.
As her hand reached out, it seemed as if her touch would bring ripples to the surface and dispel the illusion entirely.
But before she could, it silently faded.
The light flooded back into the chamber, leaving only the Clefable with a shiny, blackened rock and one outstretched hand.
Her hand fell back down to her side and a sense of loss took hold for a moment.
The Clefable quietly put the stone down in front of her and slapped her cheeks in perfect unison before clasping her hands and bowing to the chamber.
"Thank you."
She carefully scooped up the stone in one hand before leaving, her voice bringing forth a merry tune as she walked through the halls.
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Amanda
The Ekans' head quickly darted back and forth as the hiss of the gas sounded.
It was alarming to have it suddenly appear out of nowhere; it reminded her of the poisonous attacks she had faced in the past.
She quietly held her breath and closed her eyes, hoping that it was simply a normal part of the chamber.
She had heard rumours, of course, before coming here; Alex had described it as "strange".
She was relieved in a way when she felt it painlessly start to pull and stretch her body outwards.
She was no less anxious about the whole event, but at least she knew it wasn't an attack now.
When the whole exercise finished, her skin tingled lightly as if electricity danced across it.
Her eyes flitted open as the world came back into focus and her appearance became apparent on the walls.
...It was a little disappointing. It seemed almost graceless, but...
The pattern on the front. That was nice. She liked that.
She lowered her body back to the ground and slithered off, her last words echoing ever quietly against the walls.
"...My appreciation."
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Dennis
Dennis, much unlike most people who came to the crystal chamber, was not particularly anxious.
If anything, he was a little frustrated at the lack of arms thing. Ever since he team disbanded, it was more and more of an impediment.
As it was... his body was kind of awful. Honestly, it was worthless.
So he was happy to evolve. He embraced the lush plantlife and vines that grew around him with mild curiousity and took the change of form with only the slightest sense of squeamishness.
What really impacted him was what came after he clumsily forced his way out of the vines and saw his own reflection.
Holy hell he looked nothing like he used to.
What... What were these. Were these legs? Was that what they were?
Dennis carefully raised both of his feet one at a time and shuffled around awkwardly as he felt out his new body.
His tail hung awkwardly behind him, being a completely new addition to his body from before.
He took control of the muscles and waved it back and forth in an effort to get a better understanding of his body, but the act merely caused him to lose his balance and fall over backwards with a cry of alarm.
The Breloom flipped onto his back and began to struggle. How did he get up? He couldn't get both of his feet down because his tail was in the way, but he didn't have arms so much as he had long, claw-like hands... And the giant nails on his feet wouldn't let him get up anyways.
How the hell was he going to get up?
S... Someone would come find him eventually.
R... Right?
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Steven
"Water...?" The Squirtle looked directly up into the stream in an effort to determine the source.
But no such time was to be had. He could feel it rising all around him.
His eyes darted to the entrance of the crystal chamber; it was sealed. The entire room was shut tightly and it was filling up rapidly.
The water took hold of the Squirtle's body and swept him up, into the current and towards one of the walls.
His head and limbs quickly shot into his shell in a desperate effort to survive the collision.
But if it kept going, he wouldn't live... He was a water-type, but he still needed to breathe. He wasn't a Magikarp.
If the chamber filled all the way up to the top, he would drown and he would die.
Fortunately, the water became still and quickly drained away into the ground. He finally felt solid ground against his shell and his body escaped from it's voluntary prison.
The first thing he did was stand back up as the euphoria slowly faded. Quietly, he closed his eyes and looked down at the floor until the world became straight again.
When his eyes finally opened, the flairs of fur that sprouted from his head caught his attention instantly.
He could feel it, now. A new sense of strength inside of him. It was... amazing.
He scratched the back of his head lightly, his fingers carefully feeling around the small "wings" that framed his forehead.
"That was a little violent... but thanks."
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Gabriel
The Sneasel's claws were out the moment the confrontation began, but he was helpless to stop it.
Even as he struck forward, the Weavile's larger body afforded it the range necessary to knock him over before the attack could connect.
When he hit the ground, he simply laid back and relaxed.
He had, to some extent, expected what came next; the Weavile simply disappeared as the illusion it was.
And then the smoke re-emerged, coated his body and began to strengthen it. It settled over his skin like a veil.
He could feel his body changing in so many tiny ways, and just a few large ones as his new form came to being.
When the smoke finally disappeared, the newly-made Weavile hopped onto his feet.
It was nice. This was nice. Evolving had been the right decision.
It was damn violent, though. Just like James had said it might be.
His eyes slipped down his new form in the reflective wall, and it was then that he finally noticed the two sheathed blades in his hands.
The one that he held in his right hand was familiar, as it always was. It was no more than a simple black sheath with a handle that was no more than stripped leather wrapped around cloth.
This new blade, however, was far more ornate. The sheath was a deep, blood red from tip to tip, it's colour being parted only by two black stripes that went across the flat of the sheathe itself.
He popped the blade out with a push from his finger and lifted it in his right hand. It shined brightly and showed no signs of wear.
"This is good. Thanks."
He didn't use his swords often in serious combat, but all the same.
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Alex
"W-Wait!" Alex ran over to the girl, his claws skittering across the crystalline floor as he ran. "I'm evolving! You... You can like me!"
All the same, the Houndour (damn, she was cute) walked away, leaving Alex to himself.
Ah... it was over. She was gone. If she had come mere seconds later, it would have been all his.
It was so hard to find other Houndour in the city, and none of them were female. Carnivores seemed to be rare in the city, comparatively and Houndour especially could be violent, voracious hunters.
It was all over. He would live out the rest of his days, never to meet another girl Houndour.
It was a once-in-a-lifetime chance, and he blew it. All because of coincidence.
The music and rain only seemed to taunt him further, as if the Chamber itself were laughing at him.
Ah, but what did it matter... there were no women for him. Not ever.
Maybe he would have to settle down with some Eevee, or something...
Though the idea of "settling down" with something that looked delicious was awkward at best.
When the clouds finally dissipated, he looked at himself in the mirror and the image reflected was one of a Houndoom.
He shifted back and forth a few times, trying to make sure that the whole thing was real and not just some fake illusion.
When he finally guaranteed his own existence, he turned sharply and quickly picked up the eyepatch.
With a lot of careful fumbling, he managed to (if somewhat awkwardly) fit the patch over his eye.
He examined it carefully in the mirror.
God. Damn. He looked cool.
So cool.
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James
The Poochyena's mouth opened as if to say "I know that already" but before he could get the chance, the world was a flash of pain and then darkness.
The moment he awoke, everything was pain. Who was it that told him the chamber was harmless? They were full of s**t.
Every beat of his heart pumped blood through his body that brought on another aching wave of pain.
He pushed himself up with shaky front paws and the first thing he noticed was how much smaller everything else was.
His reflection stared back at him, this time properly.
He looked a little mangy... but he liked it. The larger form was pleasing.
More than anything, it would be nice to finally have physical strength to do things. He could, in essence, now fight on his own.
He shook his head suddenly to clear off the fog that had consumed him since he woke up, and the words he had heard came back to him suddenly.
"...I know that already. Sincerely, I do. I have for a long time."
Without a word more, the newly-made Mightyena left the room.
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Cedric
"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea..."
The Meowth looked down at the glowing light below him and an anxiety gripped him.
Was this really a good idea? Well, it wasn't like he could back out at this point anyways... it was best just to face it head on.
He simply gave himself into the light. His muscles fell slack and he closed his eyes. His only action was to focus on slow, deep breathing as the changes came and went.
He could see the light through his eyelids, and then for a time, there was nothing.
The first thing he felt was the floor against his tail, which swished instinctively behind him.
His eyes opened up, slowly and tentatively as he tried to appraise the room around him from the slits in his vision.
He opened his eyes fully to come face-to-face with his own reflection.
His body had changed considerably, to say the least. He sat on his behind with his head held high by his front legs.
Cedric stood and, ever so carefully, took a few steps around the room as he admired the new his new form.
It was graceful. He liked it. He had always admired his uncle... the grace with which he had acted was part of it.
Was it something natural to all Persian, he wondered?
Well, all the same, he was rather pleased with the change in spite of his initial anxiety.
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Urist
Urist let out a sharp cry of alarm as the fist smashed across his face.
The Mankey's body twirled in midair as his arms and legs searched in unison for the ground below him to soften the landing.
"Ukiiii!? What's the big idea!?"
He ducked under the blow as best he could and the rubble came crashing down.
It took him a while to crawl out of it. His hands and feet didn't seem to want to respond the way they normally did.
When he finally managed to climb out, his breathing was laboured from a mixture of exhaustion and panic.
He had, however briefly, thought that he was going to die in that pile.
All that was there to greet him was his own reflection; one of a changed body.
He stood straight and, with cautious optimism, punched forwards.
The single punch turned into another one. Then a third, this time with his other hand. He raised his leg up and kicked sideways.
There was considerable power behind each motion. He could feel it quiet easily. Before he had evolved, his body was meant to be nimble.
But this was not a body for climbing trees or swinging about. This was a body meant to fight, and to win.
It was exactly what he had wanted in every way.
"Thanks."
The Primeape gave a muttered word of appreciation before he turned and left.
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Chelsea
Chelsea stood still, waiting for the chamber to give it's reaction.
When the drizzle came down after a few moments, she inquisitively stuck one paw into the goop and looked at it.
After a tiny moment of internal debate, she shoved her paw into her mouth.
"It's honey!"
And not just honey, but extra-delicious honey! Her head quickly tilted back as she leaned into the drizzle to drink from it endlessly.
But all the same, it still covered her head to toe. She wasn't exactly a clean eater and being under a literal fountain of honey...
As it began to dry, however, terror quickly subsumed the joy she had felt.
She couldn't move. She couldn't speak. She couldn't even see through the rough, tinted glassy coating.
It was like before. When she was stuck under the white sheets. She couldn't move then either. She hated that time.
She didn't want to go back there. That was scary. The other pokemon kept saying things and her momma kept on crying.
Chelsea began to struggle. She began to shift and push within her prison as much as she could before she finally broke free.
The now-Ursaring fell over onto her behind, her face streaked with tears.
It took a moment for that wave of fear to finally pass, but when it did, she was left to see her gigantic form.
She was just like momma now!
The Ursaring took a few clumsy steps out of the room to the young Swablu who waited outside.
Chelsea picked up the small creature in one hand and laughed.
"Hehe! You're so small now!"
No, no Chelsea, I don't think that's quite right...
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 6:26 pm
Chase
This guild was ******** insane. These were Chase's usual thoughts as of late and they were completely accurate. Every week it seemed something was happening and it usually involved mortal peril, death, screaming Pokemon and enraged legendary. Chase was at his wits end. Not to mention their new team mate was somewhat unerving. It wasn't anything Ace did that bothered him, it was what he didn't do.
The Grovyle had no drive at all, he seemed to just lay around and mope. It was horrible depressing and it was those actions that drove the Ralts to escape and take a short walk.
The short walk turned into a trek through the palace and by some strange turn of fate he'd wandered right into the Crystal Chamber.
Now, Chase knew all about this place. Blight talked about it nonstop. Well, mostly he complained about his evolution. Lopunny weren't exactly the manliest of Pokemon. At least the Ralts had a different choice aside from thos dress-wearing Gardevoir.
Fidgeting about uncomfortably he finally broke from his thoughts and stepped into the center of the room with his little robe dragging behind him.
Evolving hadn't been on his mind. In al honestly he never thought about being a Kirlia, he was so use to being a Ralts.
Things changed though, and apparently so did he.
"Hey, could you...maybe...evolve me?"Who was he talking to anyways? This was just silly.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 6:56 pm
In wordless response to his presence the chamber turned pitch black after Chase had spoken as if someone closed off the door behind the Ralts blocking off all natural light that would've had normally brightened up the chamber. Following a few moments of enduring this eerie darkness; the young Psychic type would find himself at the center of a bright spotlight and surrounded by the light tune of what could only be described as the melody from a music box. Without much time given to become accustomed to these new settings, Chase soon would feel a unexplainable pressure upon his spine. One could only describe this sensation as if his skin was being torn without any pain involved, a peculiar phenomenon to say the least. If he were to turn at least his head around to view what was piercing his back, the Ralts would note a wind-up key, practically half of his own size, slowly beginning it's spinning motion as if an unseen hand was in control of it. The noise of himself being 'wound' droning in with the soft music that was slowing to and end itself. With each full turn from the key Chase could feel himself growing in size; a light emitting off of his pale skin that could easily come from the blazing spotlight which still shone above him or perhaps even seem to be emanating naturally from his body in this moment. Before total confusion and fear could take hold of the poor Ralts with one flash of light all the theatrics disappeared and a newly formed Kirlia was left on the ground in the dark like a disposed rag doll.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 7:02 pm
Chase
It was terrifying. A scream caught in his throat at the sight of some odd metal key in his back. How had that gotten there-he didn't have time to ponder over it as the music became deafening and the dark seered into his eyes.
ohgodmakeitstop
And suddenly it did, suddenly there was light, the key was gone and gradually the Psychic lifted his head from the floor where he'd been thrown.
Chase had raised his hands to his face on instinct, but as the slowly lowered them at blinked in startled bewilderment at the Kirlia in front of him. He was somewhat on the short side as far as Kirlia went, but he was taller than a certain Buneary, which was all that really mattered.
His 'skirt' was long and swung back like coat tails behind him. A blue belt adorned his waist and his legs were the same pale blue as the single feather-shaped horn atop his head.
Reaching back to run his hands through his hair in silent shock, he was surprised to find it much longer than it had been before and he readjusted his ponytail in accordance.
He took a moment to check his back for any holes or wound and deeming all to be well he proceeded to skip out the room with a smile.
Then frowned, when he realized he was skipping, and forced himself to walk normally the whole way.
Now he had to resist this odd impulse to twirl about.
Arc'dammit all.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 8:16 pm
 .::Will::.Will walked into the Crystal Chamber, somewhat hesitant, considering the alien nature of the evolution here at the palace. Still, it couldn't be worse than how Faust did it for him- beating him to within an inch of his young life in an attempt to get a stronger partner for his schemes. Celeste had always been lucky- Faust just had to threaten her a few times before she turned. Looking about, Will shook off his fears- whatever this Chamber would do to him, it couldn't possibly be worse than what Faust would have done. He gathered his courage, then walked into the center of the Chamber. He looked around, seeing himself reflected dozens of times over in the uneven facets of the walls. It was interesting, to be sure- like they wanted you to reflect on what you were doing before you did it. It was irrelevant, however. He had made up his mind, already. He needed to get stronger. He needed to find Celeste, and get her away from that madman. And he had to be sure Faust would never follow her again. Ever. He cleared his throat. "For the sake of one who depends on me- who needs me- I have to evolve. Please." He closed his eyes, and waited for something- anything- to happen.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 8:42 pm
The chamber remained dull and silent, no response to the Luxio's request immediately. After a moment a faint glow began from the crystal located directly in front of Will. The light brightened until it all but obscurred everything with it's blinding white flash. The Luxio, who had probably opened his eyes at one point or another would be temporarily blinded.
Blinking back the spots that would assuredly erupt in his vision, Will would soon find he was not alone in the room.
Before him stood a Luxray, large and imposing. It glared down at the smaller lion in front of it with eyes that gave the same glow as the crystals themselves.
"You who asks for power, will recieve it. Do not, however, take such strength with arrogance. Only a fool believes himself to be the strongest, remember that."
It dipped its head in a box, sparks flickering over its massive form. The electricty coursed over the Luxray's body until he was one writhing mass of sparks. It was then he lunged for Will, claws outstretched to drag the Luxio into darkness.
Waking up on the floor of the chamber, the lion would be surprised to find that the Luxray's power was no his own and that he had evolved.
'Do not forget.'
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 9:05 pm
 .::Will::.Will started as he opened his eyes to see the crystal before him start glowing. He inspected it a bit closer, noting that it was getting brighter. In only a few seconds, it was too bright to look at directly. In another second, it was unbearable. After a while, Will realized that the lights had gone down, and he opened his eyes to see... HOLY F*CK IS THAT FAUST?? He looked up with fear at the Luxray's forehead, and breathed out a short sigh of relief. No gem. Not Faust. He looked back at the Luxray's face, and noted that, as imposing as it was, it lacked the ferality of Faust's face. It was far more dignified, respectful. When it lunged at Will, however, the differences in personality was irrelevant- pain was pain, and this hurt.When he came to, his head felt like it was in a vice. He raised a paw to his head, and opened his eyes. Everything seemed... off. He couldn't place why. The crystals all seemed sharper, every c***k and detail laid bare. He looked at his own paw, and noted differences there as well, but these were more tangible. He looked toward the wall fo the Chamber, seeing his new form reflected a dozen times in the mirrored surfaces. After a brief pause, the words of the other Luxray came back to him. He looked down at his paw, then flexed it, his fur shimmering slightly. I'm not the strongest. Never was. I've got no illusions about that, whatever I may have said before. He clenched his paw, the shimmer turning to a brief malestrom of sparks. But I don't have to be- I just have to be strong enough to save Celeste. And that means strong enough to rip Faust's still-beating heart out of his chest, if I have to. So get ready, Faust... He turned, then gave a respectful nod to the Chamber before leaving. "I'm coming for her. And for you."
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 7:44 pm
 AliceComing to the chamber, that sense of readiness Alice held diminished entirely. Now she was nervous and now she felt as if something would go wrong. The Kirlia whined and teetered as her grip tightened on the Garchomp before finally teleporting off of him, and onto the ground before him. She stared up at him as if to start babbling uncontrollably. Which was sort of the case. "Maybe this was a bad idea." She grabbed onto the front of her dress and rocked nervously as she trailed off into a whine and glanced back into the large room."We should leave, leaving is a better idea. Let's go to the park." Alice turned back to Raith sharply and continued to babble something nonsensical, her eyes growing teary. "I'm scared-- something bad's going to happen, what if something bad happens? You're going to stay with me right? N-no this...I--" She paused and shook her head before taking a deep breath and turning in place. The sequence itself was so short and sudden, she barely had a pause between her following words. "I'd like to evolve pleeeeeeeease!" She wasn't progressing any further into the room if she had anything to say about it, so screaming might come in handy-- if anyone was listening.
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Waifu Trashu Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 11:23 pm
The crystal chamber responded suddenly and without remorse for her apparent anxiety and worry. It's first act was to force her from her protector.
The doorway behind her suddenly sealed shut and out of nowhere a force knocked Alice forward and onto her face.
When the Kirlia stood, she would find Aire in front of her. Or rather, someone who looked very much like Aire. The hair and face were similar, but there were subtle differences. The shape, the curve... they would easily look identical at a glance, but further inspection quickly showed that however slightly they were different creatures. Of course, the fact that she wore a different dress was the first sign. As opposed to the more standard white, this one wore a pure black dress with a long split down the side that seemed suited for a celebrity.
The Gardevoir sat rather simply at a plain table with a glass of wine in front of her and a cigarette holder (complete with a lit cigarette) in her hand. Her legs were folded in front of her, furthering the appearance.
She smiled at the sight of the Kirlia. It wasn't a nice smile, not underneath... Malevolence would have been a better term.
Hello there my dear. You've come to evolve, haven't you?
The Gardevoir uncrossed her legs and lightly tapped the holder, sending ash flying all over the table.
Of course, I know already~ What Kirlia doesn't? We Gardevoir are fantastic creatures, with all the things we can do~
It only took her a few soft, nearly-silent steps to be in front of the Kirlia to blow a heart-shaped puff of smoke into her face.
We have Beauty, Grace, Charm, Poise~ With our bodies alone...
She paused for just a second to put her leg forward, making it fully visible through the slit of the skirt.
We can capture all we want. There is no species as beautiful as ours~ Hell...
A short drag of the cigarette was punctuated by a puff of smoke going upwards. It quickly formed to the shape of a Gardevoir forming a seductive pose. The male symbol hung just below... him?
Even our men are more attractive than most women!
The sound of laughter filled the chamber before tapering off as she caught the no-doubt frightened look on Alice's face.
Of course, it's not just our bodies. It's our minds too, you know~ We have woooooonderful powers! With just a little focus, we know ev~ery~thing~that~they~think. That burst of 'love' when they first see you! That 'anxiety' when you show a little skin, the 'fear' and 'anticipation' when you get just a little close.
The laughter again resumed though in a much different shade. The snide, demeaning cackle showed an obvious disdain for men. Her sweeping steps took her around the Kirlia until she was crouched behind her and holding her by the shoulders so as to whisper directly into her ear.
Do you think it repulsive~? Of course you do~ All little girls do. But that's what separates you~ and me. I'm sure that woman does it too! Aire, I believe she's called? I'm sure she's taken more than a few men into her web in her time. You wear the right clothes~ use the right words~ strike the right pose... and suddenly they'll do anything for you. They're nothing more than slaves!
As laughter began to echo through her ear anew, Alice would feel a slight push on her back, forcing her away and temporarily robbing from her her balance and her view of the Gardevoir. She would just as quickly be caught by a hand cupped to her face as the Gardevoir took a long drag from her cigarette, silencing the laughter. A suppressed chuckle could still be heard, though by the time he spoke it had fallen to silence completely. Moreso than her words, however, was the fact that the smoke stayed within her mouth, swirling and churning even as she spoke.
Of course... I'm sure you'll grow to be a wonderful young woman!
As the last words escaped from her mouth so too did the smoke. It flooded the room along with rancorous, feminine cackling until all that was left was a smoky haze and the echoing remnants of her voice.
When Alice finally came back to her senses, she was a Gardevoir.
A Gardevoir, just as that woman had been, and just as she had said~
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 4:31 am
 AliceAlice hugged her hands to her chest nervously, only to have the door slam shut behind her, forcing her to jump up in a sudden cry. Naturally her next reaction would be to turn around, if not for having suddenly fallen forward with a loud grunt, cutting off the scream entirely. She didn't scramble back up immediately, but rather remained still for a moment in slight shock before slowly dragging herself upward into a sit and rubbing her face in puzzled silence. What just happened? As her hands dropped to her side and she finally glanced into the room, there was suddenly someone else there. But how? ...and... she was oddly familiar. Alice stood then and gave a hard stare at the Gardevoir. Her attention quickly halved between looking the Gardevoir over and listening to her words. Aire? It looked like Aire. She hardly knew the older psychic to really point out any differences... the dress aside. Alice quickly focused on the Gardevoir with a swift blink, and her mouth opened to say something, but promptly closed as the other psychic was then before her. The smoke was ignored entirely, as if it didn't exist to begin with in favor of continuing to blankly stare at the Gardevoir.
The sense of fear seemed to dull under the Kirlia's confusion; her seducing actions heavily ignored in favor of just trying to figure out what was even going on. The next next puff of smoke did little more than puzzle her further.
So wait, this Gardevoir wasn't female? Or was that just a gesture to the species in general?
Alice closed up in a defensive manner as the Gardevoir began to walk about her. Needless to say with Alice's size, this took no more than 2 strides and Alice made no attempt at turning to follow the female visually. She regret it when the Gardevoir was suddenly behind her, and the moment contact was made, Alice jumped and tightened her fists more. "Aire wouldn't... That's not..." Her voice died out in favor of flinching as the laughter restarted. The act made stumbling forward at such an action all the easier, and her arms flailed out in attempt to catch herself before the Gardevoir took the... liberty, for say, of catching her instead. She grabbed the female's hand with both of her own and pushed herself back, using it for leverage as she glared up at the Gardevoir. Her next action was to yell at her, but the Grdevoir's latter statement left Alice dumbfounded.
Standing upright, Alice waved a hand before her face to clear the smoke. The troubled Gardevoir then flailed her arms out around her at the smoke, though the action more aggressive as she trailed off into a whine before turning in place and sprinting back to the door where she promptly left the room for the last time and clung to the waiting Garchomp in long awaited hysterics.
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Waifu Trashu Vice Captain
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x - Mirelle rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 11:32 am
http://s1117.photobucket.com/albums/k584/OrderAlliedGaia/?action=view¤t=BeatriceEoW-1.jpghttp://s1117.photobucket.com/albums/k584/OrderAlliedGaia/?action=view¤t=AileenEoW.jpgBeatrice &&& AilleenThose two members of Team Wonderland were getting alot better at the whole stealth thing. Those dang thieves.... A third of the palace had been searched and hardly hide or hair had been seen for all they knew. But, the team wouldn't give up. Beatrice couldn't do anything without her necklace.
Beatrice crouched behind a small psychic barrier that camoflauged her. The barrier had been her idea, along with several traps placed along the passage. One was triggered if someone walked across the tiled floor, a large mattress would fall on them. Another was waiting for fliers. It was motion triggered. If anyone over 4 feet walked or flew in that hallway, an airbag would come out from the walls, slamming the pokemon in the middle. She hoped that the chamber wouldn't mind. She had heard several stories about it. "Oh..... I hope that we find those scoundrels soon..."
Ailleen was waiting patiently at the end of the hall. Waiting for Beatrice's signal. Just waiting.
((Enjoy the Vulpix fail.))
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Cysic X generated a random number between
1 and 20 ...
1!
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 2:52 pm
Although the team might wait quite some time, it would become quickly apparent that the chamber was empty and no one was coming. After all, it was a dead-end. There was only one way in and out of the chamber... it didn't make much sense trying to hide there. They would have to look elsewhere.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 7:45 pm
Eros + Nephthys + Iris "Skittles" + Isis After the whole battle, a trio of Pokemon had set off from their team room as the cleanup wasn't all that hard actually.
They then noticed a opening and stared in awe at the beautiful area, "So this is what Isis was talking about?" Eros asked quietly staring at the reflective walls.
Iris nodded, "Ye-yes~ She was talking about some kind of evolution chamber she read about. This may be it?" He/She replied trotting up to the platform, "Can we evolve?" Iris didn't know if this is what they were supposed to do but...
Nephthys meanwhile buzzed up, "I don't vanna be a vurden to the team. So...." She felt silly talking to an empty chamber but whatever.
Eros floated up to the platform as well, "I got a Dusk Stone I'll need~"
Just then a green haired Smoochum rushed into the chamber, "Wait up!" She then panted some as she stepped on the platform as well, "Leaving me behind. The nerve." (( Skittles: 8 MP, Eros: 16 MP, Nephthys: 5 MP, Isis: 13 MP
Dusk Stone is for Eros evolution~ Isis drank a grass gummi juice for her friendship evo...and has the required IQ points. ))
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 6:28 pm
Various crystals around the four eager Pokemon began to glow different shining hues and shade of color. Apparently Skittles' mere presence was to influence the evolution of all four Pokemon, as the entire chamber began to look like a rainbow. Concentrated beams of light began to shine from each large stone, pointing themselves directly at each of the four Pokemon. Their bodies began to glow and morph as evolution took its effect. After a few moments, everything abruptly ended, the chamber becoming cold and empty once again. Standing in the center was a Mismagius, a Jynx, a Rapidash, and a Vespiquen.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 6:43 pm
Eros + Nephthys + Iris "Skittles" + Isis The group of four closed their eyes at the bright rainbow lights that had started to shine everywhere.
After the rainbow light show vanished they blinked the temporary blindness away.
Eros blinked as he looked at himself in the reflective surface and then twirled his 'skirt' around, "I like this~"
Isis just stared at her hair, it seemed to be shaped...different from most Jynx, "...Hm...Interesting."
Iris however was gasping at the image before him/her, and trotted in a circle before smiling and galloping out of the chamber, Eros following him/her.
Nephthys tilted her head as she buzzed a bit getting used to the sudden heaviness of her body before nodding and leaving with Isis.
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