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 Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:39 pm
Amaryllis was immediately on edge as the ghost pokemon, a misdreavus, entered the room. Never trust a ghost, that's what she always said. They were always up to some sort of trickery as far as she could tell. Though this one didn't seem like he was plotting anything she was still alert to his every movement while also looking at the journal.
"It looks like they were performing a few different experiments in here. I can't figure out some of these words but I think the gist of it is that they were trying to create a superpokemon. One that would be immune to poisons and other biological attacks." Ammy said and then shuddered, all the poor pokemon that must have died due to the rockets vain attempt at an all powerful pokemon.
((Gotta go, see you....... tomorrow maybe or saturday!))
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:40 pm
slowly advancing towards the first room, Tank took a peek in to see
plenty of comfortable bedding to rest on.
A little toothy grin curled on his face, as he remembered his dear nest back home.
Perhaps later I shall make myself a nest here, since we could be here for awhile..
Scampering past it, he held his head up higher as he caught wafts of food.
Little ruby eye's twinkled in excitement.
For he was rather hungry. And his little tummy gurgled in a high pitch to confirm it.
Peeking his little head around the doorway to where the food's aroma was conceived from, Tank sniffed cautiously, for any unexpected company and proceeded to enter.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:43 pm
“The room isn’t going to go away. It’s a room. They tend to stay in one place,” Lucine said gently to the wailing puppy. Poor thing… she was clearly terrified by all of this. They all were. Still, the yipping was making it difficult for the mewvee to concentrate, especially since the words were so big and confusing. It wasn’t that Lucine was stupid or anything. She just… well, reading wasn’t something she did a lot, being trapped in a giant gemstone and all.
“Oh, here’s something!” she said excitedly. “On the date that we arrived here, it mentions a new batch of subjects…” … Ok, maybe she shouldn’t have been excited. The mewvee’s ears drooped as she continued to muddle her way through the sentences. “It doesn’t say what sorts of subjects, though. It could be referring to us or our humans. If you want to keep the book, you carry it. I don’t want it. I don’t like the way it feels.”
It was like the misdreveus said. This room just felt wrong. The book felt wrong. It all felt horribly wrong, like a faint patina of death tainted everything that entered and exited the room. “We might as well bring the card key and the keys as well. Then they can’t lock the cages either.”
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:46 pm
The world was slowly starting to come back into focus. Rebecca gave another groan, her umpteenth of the night (was it still nighttime?) thanks to that clock on the head she'd given herself running into a wall (she'd run into a wall! At top speed! Was she losing her touch?) back in the very first room, and peered in through the doorway of the cafeteria with her one good eye. A Gastly reduced to using doorways. Ugh!
"Well," she said, mostly to herself, drifting over towards a large freezer, "I suppose I'd better make the best of it...find some frozen peas to float through a few dozen times before this bump on my head gets any bigger..."
Offering what she hoped was a friendly smile to the nearby ice-munching Pokémon, she gave the freezer a cautious nudge with the undamaged side of her body. Much to her relief, she went straight through it. Whew! Maybe it was just the walls that were funny, then... She'd have to take care of those, try not to forget herself and dash "through" them at speed - Oho, was this ice cream in here? After a few moments of struggling, made worse by the packed conditions inside the freezer, she managed to latch on to the thin cardboard tub with her jaws and float it up towards the top. The lid lifted when the tub hit it, lighting up the freezer (and almost blinding poor Rebecca's remaining eye in the process) and allowing both ice cream and triumphant ghost to exit. Feeling tidy-minded, Rebecca then gave it a whack with the tub to close it again before retreating to one of the tables with her prize.
"Anyone for ice cream?" she called to all the nearby Pokémon once her mouth was free for speech. (She'd just about managed to get the lid off, though it now had a few holes in from her teeth.) "I think it's got cookie dough in it, too..."
Beside her on the table lay the unfamiliar pokéball she'd picked up and brought with her. Who knew, it might come in handy...particularly if there was something stronger than her up ahead that she didn't fancy fighting. Even if the ball didn't trap it, the temporary catch might slow it down long enough for her to flee - and given she couldn't just vanish through a wall in this wretched place, she'd need all the help she could get!
((Apologies for the teal deer, guys - I've been at the parentals' house for the last two days and I thought I'd better catch up a bit. XD))
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:47 pm
 Click click click
Enide's talons made clicking noises as she waddled through the newest hallway. All of the other pokemon had already made themselves comfortable in the rooms. The murkrow however was still looking around. She wasn't interested in the cafeteria or kitchen, she had eaten plenty of junk food from the vending machine. The room full of pillows and sleepy pokemon was uninteresting as well, with her Insomnia ability sleep was just about impossible and she probably would end up tearing the pillows open just to release the feathers and dance in them.
No, she was headed for the supposed Death Room. It sounded interesting enough, dead things to be found in it or not. Enide poked her head through the doorway to see who or what was inside.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:49 pm
Fang had been making sure that the Rockets had been put up before climbing up to the next level. The scent trails of several types diverged into different rooms, but what tugged at his mind was the closed and locked doors. One room was removed due to Mr. Thumbs having walked in there. 'Maybe he wanted privacy?' He wasn't hungry, so he merely placed himself in an advantageous position for whatever might show up next from the closed doors.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:52 pm
"They're still trying to make a superpokemon? Those Rockets never learn. They did that once and look how that turned out!"
No offense to Menudo, she thought silently in case the Mewtwo was listening. She wished she could get rid of the smell too. And the creepy feeling she was getting from being in here. Not just for the Growlithe's sake, but for everyone's.
"I think you better stop reading. It's... too upsetting for sensitive ears." She shuddered at the thought of being experimented on. She was glad that the Pokemon broke out, if they were the new subjects, but what if they were the humans? She wanted to sink her claws into the people that were responsible for this, more than ever now.
"That's a good idea." Daybreak said. Though carrying the journal herself would get tiresome. Maybe she could convince Royale to carry it?
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:57 pm
Zyk suddenly left the bedroom again. He was getting agitated and began 'pacing' in front of the locked doors. Zyk's pacing was flying back and forth through the air, instead of walking. He hoped that the mewtwo would hurry up and figure out the sysytem. He had to get back to Zin ASAP!
Zyk squeaked his frustration through echolocation as he flew back and forth... forth and back... Anything to keep him busy.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:57 pm
Snookie was wondering around heavily searching for sweets. He kept looking over at Menudo and glared at him for his threat but it was no matter.
[tries to get back into RPing]
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:00 pm
FTW?! Looking through the multiple changing screens, Nudo found something strange.... A group of bulbasaurs and charmanders being mind control to plug and unplug cables from ceiling-to-floor wall-to-wall full of plugs. It look like what phone operators did some decades ago.  The only difference that instead of sending phone calls through, they were sending electric pulses through the ground. While the charmanders grabbed onto the cables and pull them out. Menudo had no idea why they would do this, but understood one thing, that they needed to help these Pokemon! He sent a message to Royale to tell the pokemons while he hacked the door open.  This is going to go slightly different. Anyone that want to try out for this pokemon need to respond to the prompt. If you are trying for a bulbasaur, you need to post this along with your responce:  POKEBALL GO!!If you are trying for a charmander, you need to post this along with your responce: POKEBALL GO!!Yes, you may try for both, but you need to post both pokeballs color fonts. The responses have to be something longer then a paragraph, but shorter then a novel! Be creative and have fun. Prompt The door is open, but the bulbasaurs and charmander are being control by individual machines across the room. Your pokemon has to figure out the following: - How to sneak across without alerting the bulbasaurs/charmanders (or they will attack) - OR attack and knock out ALL of the bulbasaurs/charmander unconscious. - They also have to dodge the cables that are pulsing electricity out randomly. - Go up one of the machines and somehow stop it. It has an internal battery, so unplugging it is out of the question. Your best bet is destroying it (long range attacks do not work on them) So the others can continuo rping as if this has passed already and the mods don't missed anyone, we are asking that you post your entry here [CLICK HERE!]You are 2 and half hours to write and post up your entries.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:00 pm
Merlin floated rather quickly out of the room he saw as nothing more than a sick mind's torture chamber. He noticed Zyk pacing, feeling the aura of negative emotions around the little Zubat. "What has you so agitated, Zyk?" The Misdreavus idly inquired.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:07 pm
 To the pink eevee's comment, Dakota could not help but retort with a simple clarification: "No! Make the stinky go away!" If the room went away, she could not go into it and investigate what was going on. She stamped her forepaws back and forth lightly against the ground. Making the stinky go away should have been easy, so why weren't they doing it?!((Good luck to everyone trying ;D ))
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:11 pm
"My trainer, Zin..." Zyk said, not bothering to ask how the ghost pokemon knew he was upset. "I mean, what could have happened to her? Would they hurt her? Is she scared? Alone? Trapped?" Suddenly, Zyk just couldn't handle it any more; he panicked again.
"They're killed her, I know it!" he screeched in an earsplitting racket. "And I'll be all alone! I said I would protect her because she saved me! It's my fault! How could I have let them take her? What do I do? Well?! Tell me! What am I supposed to do now?" Zyk's voice gave out at the same time his wings did; he glided quickly to the ground and began shaking in silent sobs. If he had tear ducts, he would have been crying.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:29 pm
Merlin returned to the Zubat, singed and with a trembling lip. "M... my lovely sweets.... all gone!" Merlin floated down to Zyk and began crying with him, only he actually produced a dark vapor from his closed eyes that could perhaps pass for tears. "My lovely sweeeeetsssss!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:36 pm
"Mmf. Sweets." Daybreak followed Merlin in, her fur charred around edges. "Least you didn't blow yourself up..."
She walked past him and all the other Pokemon and flopped onto a bed, very content to sleep at last.
((Good luck guys! >w< *won't be here for the rest of the evening after this*))
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