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 Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 9:22 pm
Oh, yea, OH CRAP. Pointy knife + Pointy chin = Pointy knife wins. Tugging the wig down tight onto his head, the Grunt fixed the bobby pins in place the best way he could. Sure, they were not perfect but when he had but five seconds to get them in before having his chin jabbed, well, they were not going to be. If to when Kunai got to one, Sorano slapped his tangly arms back to his sides and straightened again. Oh gosh, he hoped they were satisfactory.
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 9:27 pm
"HAH! You newbies have no chance!"
Jen's character took blows and returned them as she spammed the buttons on the controllers. Items went flying, characters clashed and the field constantly shifted every few minutes.
It was chaos, and the fun kind to boot.
But that fun took a slight trip down south when Cal's character slammed Jen's off the stage with a Smash attack. (Its didnt help her points were over 200% on the damage meter) With a cry of defeat, the character went flying until it was nothing but a sparkle against the background.
Jen's jaw dropped.
WTH?
"HEY!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 9:35 pm
 "...2...1..." Her knife was pulled back, and tastefully put back in its proper pouch, a few fancy twirls of the weapon over a finger before it was stowed away. "Again, your work is rather sloppy. This will probably affect how the others perceive you." For a moment, she leaned in, and with one of her gloved hands, she delicately attempted to move some of the fake hair to cover some of the areas that threatened to reveal his true hair color prematurely. "I won't tolerate such negligence when you are in my classes, Agent." She wasn't even close to satisfied with her work, but she turned and began to make her way back to the Rec room. The pink haired girl did not say a word on the way back, or when she reentered the party. She stood at the door until "Serena" had passed before reclaiming her seat from before.
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 9:42 pm
Sorano was quite too intimidated to even react to the sudden female contact. As she turned and left, he stayed silent to regain his composure before following in her very footsteps; though not directly. Gods, it felt like forever of a trip to the bathroom and back but when he finally made it inside, he slumped down and breathed out a gigantanormous sigh of relief. Thank GOODNESS, that was over. Sure, she was possibly keeping an eye on him from afar and that shivered his inside but -- at least he can go back to his analyzing. Taking a seat upon the couch, he waved at whoever was still seated upon in and playing video games. There to greet him was big butts, beautiful boobies and tiny bellies. Oh, he loved girlies so much!
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 9:47 pm
Cal gave a momentary fist pump of victory , "Yes!" Bad idea. While she celebrated, Lilith's character made quick work of her's, careening from a nearby platform and knocking her off screen. Her character fell into the background growing smaller and smaller until it disappeared in a spec of light. "Damnit...." She would need to be more serious, back to gamer mode!
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 10:31 pm
 Lilith saw this misplaced fist-pump and slid her player into Cal's, making quick work of the large percentage of hit points, sending it flying off screen. She grinned smugly and laughed at Jen. "A newbie, am I? You, my friend, are sadly mistaken!" With that, Lilith had her character grab a nearby bomb and hurl it directly at Jen's character, who had returned to the screen after a few seconds. Holy crap. She was actually having fun.
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 10:58 pm
"Hmph! Then prepared to be slain!"
Jen's character stumbled a bit from the blast, earning itself a few more hurt points, before darting towards a health food item that had fallen onto the stage. She then grabbed at a pokeball next to it and flung it at Cal's character.
Whether it made contact or not, Jen did not see. But as she reached for her coke on the coffee table, a Zapdos appeared from the pokeball and let loose the fury of lightning on the stage. Woot! A legendary! Huzzah!
Jen cheered and punched the air...only to spill her drink on her nightshirt. "What the- Aw FRIG!" With a grumble, she clunked the empty can down and stared at the brown stain decorating the old, grey PE shirt. Dang it....
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 9:14 am
LizzyMoo  The cautious voice that seemed to squeak into 1337's room was music to the computer hacker's ears. Immediately, he spun around to face the boy, grin as big as ever.
"Oh, Leonard, my FINE boy! Sit yer pansy a** down over here!!" The tall Rocket stood up and rather firmly placed a hand upon his momentary companion's shoulder, attempting to get him to a chair.
"I ain't doin' anything but servin' out justice!" Yes, he was going to go with that for his reasoning. No, not the perverted hopes of catching them making out simply to "practice kissing" (oh movies, you had a way of making boys dream!). "They're havin' a sleepover, and they aren't lettin' boys join in. It's almost like we're in high school again! Seriously... we're adults, why can't they get that!" It wasn't like Leonard could see him rolling his eyes, but somehow, the other agent was able to tell that 1337 was doing just that.
"Either way... sent my Pokemon down there. Nothing wrong with sendin' a girl Pokemon to an all girls thing, right?" He gave the boy a hearty pat on the shoulder. "Right! See, I knew you'd understand!!""Ok. Sure." Leonard was pretty sure that 'justice' wasn't the only reason 1337 was doing this. But the reason didn't matter, all that he cared about was the fact that he was doing this. Even though he wasn't impressed by the girls so far. All they were doing was playing video games and chatting. Not what he expected from an all girl's party. "I'm surprised that no one is suspicious of your Pokemon yet though." He said. At least, if there was some random Pokemon wandering around without an owner, he would think it odd.
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 2:12 pm
The weak rays of light that made their way under the couch caught on the foil edges of a Pelipper Chips bag that crumpled and rustled in a darker patch of shadow.
Moloch ducked away from the pat and took up the 'play' stance, bringing his nose about level with the top of the couch. Maybe the fluffyhead wasn't getting it. He waved his tail with a 'bwurf!' to make it clear. This wasn't pet time. This was play time!
When the flat purple ball wasn't immediately thrown he stuck his nose forward and nudged the dazed Drifloon, bringing fuzz and hot dog breath into the vicinity of Nyx and whoever was sitting next to her. "Arc!"
Nadja glanced up at the noise (and Kunai and Serena's re-entry) but everyone still conscious was behaving themselves for now.
Hayes had a sense of honor - unusual for a Rocket, but not so great as to cause comment or get him in trouble. It was enough to make him honor a bet, though, and there was one he'd owed for a while. Which is what found him making a quick detour on his way up from programming to finish the rest of his work in his room, a bottle of soda in hand.
Leonard's voice made him blink. 1337 usually didn't have company - at least, not the sort you left the door open for. The agent glanced in, taking note of the screen - probably some kind of low-budget adult film, given his coworker's tastes. "Hey man, y-"
Wait, some of those actors looked familiar.
"Is that a live feed?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 2:37 pm
As the pink-haired girl slid her laptop back in front of her, she offered a slight nod of the head in thanks to the other Elite in the room. Elites knew how to keep business professional. These girls honestly baffled her in regards to their interactions, but she kept that sort of confusion out of her mind for now. It wasn't long before her own laptop was opened up and she was working on typing up a rather lengthy report.  When the hand abandoned her head, the Jolteon's ears twitched slightly. However, she seemed to be more at ease without the physical contact, regardless of how gentle it was. Her red eyes looked up towards the flattened Pokemon. Maybe she felt something like sympathy, or maybe she didn't, but the dark maned Pokemon didn't make a sound. Her attention remained upon the Pokemon atop the human's fluffy white hair until she heard a rather sharp "Aw FRIG!" Battery turned and there was the brown haired human with something on her shirt. Whatever it was, it smelled funny. Her nose once more twitched as she edged in a bit closer to see if she could figure out that scent. "I didn't send a techie Pokemon down, that's why they wouldn't suspect!" Sure, that was only part of it. 1337 knew his reputation well enough. His prized Pokemon was the Metagross, not the Jolteon. Most other agents didn't even realize that he had a Jolteon until he'd pop her out of her Pokeball simply to recharge his equipment.
If Leonard had been expecting this computer hacker to reveal his tricks of the trade, he was going to be sorely disappointed when 1337 offered no further explanation as to why he wouldn't get caught yet.
1337 grinned as he leaned back. "Oh... look at that! Change of scenery!" The corners of his mouth twitched. It was the best scenery ever. Two beautiful breasts slightly looming over the Jolteon's camera. Whoever it was had white fluffy hair (oh, it was probably Nyx) and a Pokemon on her head. However, that wasn't really the focus.
The visored man notably perked up the moment he heard a very welcomed voice. "Hayes, you f*ck-tard! How's it goin'?!" He stood up and threw a hearty hand-clap-to-the-shoulder in his direction. The blonde knew 1337 well enough to jump to the conclusion about the live feed.
"F*ck yeah! Ya think I'd skip out on an 'all girls' sleepover?!" With an exaggerated motion, he signaled for his nerdier coworker to have a seat. "Come on... live a little, Hayes!" 1337 turned back to the monitor just in time to see Battery's camera turn, then zoom in upon one of the girls' shirts.
One word.
"Jackpot!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 3:07 pm
"Gah! Sorry guys." Jen hit the pause button on the controller and scooted forwards on the couch a bit before pulling her shirt off. With nothing but her sports bra covering her upper half, Jen was about to scoot off to grab her bag laying somewhere on the ground when doggy breath hit her in the back.
"Eh?!"
She whirled around to spy Nadja's Arcanine and Nyx with a deflated Newton slumped on her head. She had heard the squeaks but...
"Heh....I guess you broke Newton, didnt ya boy?"
Donar wiggled his way further under the couch when the foil from the chips bag caught his attention, no less then that mysterious shadow that flickered by.
NOW he had to see what was up.
"Vrrr!"
Allo? His eyes blinked a few times as they adjusted to the absence of light and sneezed when a random dust bunny attacked. Was anyone under here?
"Eee?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 3:29 pm
Never tilted his head at Sorano, shifting his head under the Grunt's hand. In reply, he scratched behind and under the Flareon ears and chin. This cutesy little want of attention was just show. In reality, Sorano was their next course of action. Body language was all they had to go by now. If the poor grunt were to speak, well, there was a likely chance he would call the Flareon by his real nickname.
"O-Oh my!" he squealed like a Spoink getting squished. "This game, it-it-it-it'sa so violent! Hows 'bout a game of Twista, instead? I 'eard that gamie is fun, why dun' we play?"
Serena clapped her hands together is a short of 'begging' gesture and giggled playfully. Never rolled his eyes, ugh.
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 4:01 pm
Oh crud, who was that? Leonard whirled around to see Hayes standing by the doorway. He froze, whether to break from the party now or not. He didn't know the agent well enough to gauge if he was lenient enough to let them off the hook... Using a Pokemon to watch an all girl's party probably warranted some kind of punishment.
"I'm not a part of this, just saying..." He trailed off when the screen showed something finally interesting. One of the girls had apparently spilled something on her shirt and removed it, leaving the bra as the only obstacle between him and pure gold... and it still was good enough though.
"Oh jeez, if she knew then we're all doomed..." Leonard muttered, eyes glued to the screen. It looked like he'd forgotten the newcomer that he was worried about a couple seconds earlier.
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 4:16 pm
Normally, Sorano's eyes are completely squinted shut. However, at that moment, without another second going by, they openly fully as he beheld the wondrous . . . GLORY of SKIN. From the neck down, Sorano could not stop staring. He knew in the very back of his mind that from the neck up, there was the face of the woman who scared him shitless. Right now, he wished for dearest Dialga to stop time and allow him to place a paper bag over the she-devil's head and just continue staring. Of course, though, such a thing would not occur. Nope, not ever.
Quickly, Sorano darted his gaze away in time. He squinted his eyes shut once again and returned it back to whatever was happening in the teley. Yet, every so little moment, this eyes fluttered away from the screen and back to erm, Miss Walker. Was she Miss August? Aw, he couldn't remember.
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