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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 9:55 am
NicoNico laughed out loud. "You think you can KILL ME?!" He shouted out. He turned and looked at Storm as the Raichu went in for that Volt Tackle. He was hit so hard, his mutated arm ripped away from his shoulder and remained in Jasper's. The Weavile lay there, limp as a puddle of blood formed around him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 10:02 am
  Jasper---Storm The Raichu let out a scream when Nico was thrown back, that blade-like appendage twisting in his shoulder from the impact. When the Weavile hit the ground Storm skid to a stop and starred in surprise. Had they killed him? Jasper huffed and grasped the thing in his shoulder, ripping it out in a gush of blood. He threw it to the ground in anger, and raised a paw to the long, jagged tear where it once was. When Storm moved to kick the motionless Weavile, the older Raichu stopped him with his free hand. "No...just...to be safe...." The black Raichu nodded and the two starred at the Weavile in silence until a loud thud made Storm spin around to see his father pass out from blood loss. "DAD!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 10:08 am
 Nico & Lucy"That's one down~" Nico stood where he once lay, covered in his own blood. "You can't kill me. I'M A GOD!" He hissed. The arm that was once in Jasper's shoulder now crawled over to Nico and re-attached itself to his shoulder. "Now, Storm, it's time to DIE!" He roared. "Nico!" Nico turne around to see Lucy standing in the doorway. "And my sister has come to join the fun, too!" The evil Weavile exclaimed. "You'll die first!" He hissed as he extended his arm forward. Lucy braced for impact, but the fatal blow never came. The bladed arm stopped right before it hit Lucy. Nico blinked. "What is this? KILL HER!" He yelled at his arm.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 12:27 pm
  Jasper---Storm "BONZAI MUTHA FUGGA!" Came Lloyd's voice as he spun into a high jump kick at Nico who was distracted by...his arm? Odd one. Storm nearly died with relief. Thank Arceus for excellent timed entrances. He turned and wadded up his father's cape to press down on the gash in his shoulder. Mentally stabbing Nico repeatedly in his mind.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 12:35 pm
 Nico & LucyNico let out a yell as he was sent back. He stared at his arm, which was now sizzling and bubbling. The mutated arm shrivle up and fell off. "No! No, this can't be!" He screamed before he ran the hell out of there. Lucy blinked at what happened. "What happened to him...?" She questioned.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 12:41 pm
  Jasper---Storm Lloyd blinked. That kick had been very....insightful. Storm lifted his head long enough to address the female Weavile. "That thing just...shot out of his arm! When we cut it off it moved on its own and reattached itself to him! Whatever the ******** he did to himself is way worse than whatever virus we have going around now." "I wouldnt say that." Lloyd cut in before waving a hand at the Raichu in a nonchalant manner.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 5:16 pm
LucyLucy sighed and shook her head. "He's not my brother anymore..." She muttered.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 5:24 pm
  Jasper---Storm Storm pulled one of his father's arms over his shoulder as he stood. "Arceus, how many Pokemon from the old guild are going to try and kill us?" The Black Raichu grumbled, Jasper shaking his head to clear it. "Wha-what?" "Its cool, Dad. Lucy to the rescue...and um...whoever the hell this guy is." "Names Lloyd, kid. Lets get the hell back to the hospital and let Vito know how much he nephew sucks."
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 5:26 pm
LucyLucy left without another word.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 5:43 pm
Hidden in the shadows, up near the ceiling of the cathedral, a pair of blood-red eyes gazed down at the scene below, where they'd been silently watching since shortly after Nico made his appearance. As all the pokemon cleared away, a cheshire cat grin appeared and slowly spread under the eyes before chuckling darkly, and the laughter echoed and bounced around the walls of the empty building for a minute before dying away to be replaced by a voice. "Well, isn't that interesting..." it said, then the laugh sounded again briefly and the smile disappeared, shortly followed by the eyes. There was no trace that anyone had been there watching at all.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 11:45 pm
 Zerca Zerca had decided it was well past time to get out of her room. She's become withdrawn as of late and although the pain of her heart being torn had dulled away, she had become somewhat bitter. Even so, she glanced around at her surroudings, grinning cruelly. It seemed fitting, in a morbid sense. With all the cockiness of her old gang days, she sat down on a pew and leaned back.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 11:49 pm
ViraZerca had been followed to the cathedral. The door opened slowly as Vira poked her head in and looked at the Croconaw. "Zerca...?" The Weavile said softly. "Please, can we just... talk?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 11:56 pm
 Zerca The Croconaw stiffened at the soft voice, mind screaming to get the hell out of there. Rather, she sighed and relaxed, not turning her head as she called back, "Hmm? Oh yeah, sure." There wasn't very much tone in her voice and her eyes had closed.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 11:59 pm
ViraTrying to cause as little noise as possible, Vira lightly walked over to Zerca and sat down next to her. "You've been trying to avoid me... It's not that hard to tell..." She said. "I don't want for us to be stand-offish to each other," The Weavile explained.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 12:09 am
 Zerca Again she had to keep herself from visibly tensing up as the Weavile sat next to her. She missed being able to hold and love her desperately, but would never admit it for fear of losing her pride. Listening, she nodded sharply at the first sentence, acknowledging the truth. Still refusing to look back she snapped, "Think we can be friends again!?" Taking a slow breath, she finally opened her eyes and put on a fake smile. "If it's what you want, OK then."
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