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 Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 11:45 am
The Narrator Since Menudo still looking for the trainers, he has had not time to send the virus into the next level of the base and therefore, the whole pokemon group still stuck in the same level. However, you are allowed to take a whack at the door, after all the explosions yesterday, it doesn't really matter anymore to set off the alarm system.... Level 3 Description 
1. A room full of beds. Hey, lets have a pillow fight!
2. A cafeteria, its a full of actual food!
3. The kitchen, its connected to the cafeteria, but also has a door leading outside to the hall
4. A small laboratory with cages lining one wall(all empty), it has a strange scent of death about it.
Blue Zone: The security room, its locked...mainly because Menudo has locked himself in it.
Red Zone:
*The door open yesterday, and now that room is full of sparks, smoke and recommendation to no re-enter.
**The door leading up to the next level.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 11:56 am
Merlin woke up groggy and late. Yesterday was far to exciting for him, and he had (sniffle) lost the rest of his fruity candies. Sighing, Merlin wandered a bit in search of anyone else who was awake.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 12:03 pm
 Ivrea was leaving a trail of candy to nowhere in particular. She just liked the rainbow she was making out of gumdrops. The other pokemon had eaten all of the cookies. She didn't even have a carrot to make a snowman out of the ice cream.
She heard a sigh, sniffing around she went looking around, continuing the candy trail.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 12:06 pm
Merlin looked down and caught sight of some more candies on the floor. The agony, he thought to himself. The tasty morsels were now ruined by the dirty floor. It saddened him, and angered him at the same time. The apparent trail of the candy was obviously not accidental. Merlin followed the trail, meaning to teach whoever was ruining perfectly good treats a lesson.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 12:15 pm
Ivrea sang the song to herself: ROY G BIV. ROY G BIV.
Looking back to see if anyone had picked up on the trail, she almost walked through Merlin. "Oi, Mopey, why the long face?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 12:19 pm
Merlin gave Ivrea a very dry look. "You are ruining perfectly good candies by throwing them on the ground. It is wasteful, and hurtful to those who have recently lost their own colorful sweets."
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 12:21 pm
 Wincing with every step from the lingering effects of last night's multiple Double-edges – why had she let Eros teach her that horrid move? – Dido limped back towards the bedroom, rolling her prize along with her nose. Once there, she yanked a sheet off one of the beds and tore a wide strip from it with her teeth. She wrapped the strip securely around the Pokéball, then tied the ends across her chest like a satchel, as best she could. What she wouldn't have done for opposable thumbs right then. There. The knot was messy and unattractive, but it would hold. The Skitty looked over her shoulder at the makeshift backpack, and made a face. This was highly undignified.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 12:26 pm
Magical Werefox  Dodger jumped back as the pillow exploded in front of him. The words of the eevee/mew only confused him more. How were you supposed to play with feathers? “Huh? I don’t think I understand…”
As the ghost pokemon shot past, Dodger leapt about three feet off the ground, before skidding backwards on his behind. Sitting up, he made a confused whining sound as he shook his head and wiped the feathers off his face, “What the heck?!”
Dodger had only just managed to climb to his feet, when he was bombarded by the Growlithe sniffing him all over. Finally behaviour he was used to! “Allo!” he replied, as he happily returned the sniffing, “Nice to meet you!” "Oh yes, Dakota remembers this smell, yup yup!" the puppy Pokemon mused as she continued to sniff before playfully attempting to pounce on top of the Poochyena. Her nub wagged back and forth and she attempted to latch onto an ear lightly in play. She wasn't one to hold back, and when there was playing to be done, it would get done!((OOC: Sorry for the delay, I was sorta waiting for Ferrets, but for now I'll respond xd ))
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 12:28 pm
Ivrea smirked. "They're sugar-free." The ghost's latter part of the last sentence caught her attention. Ivrea hoisted herself up on her hind legs and shook herself so that her backpack fluo packed her was within reach for her shubby arms.
"Shhh, don't tell the others. But this isn't a first aids kit despite the red cross you see on it. Fluo, my human, packed me these sweets as an emergency. They're my absolute favorite. I can only eat them when no one else's around. Would you like some, they're limoncello?" Like a shady drugdealer, Ivrea gave Merlin a sneakpeek.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 12:33 pm
Zyk woke up in the bedroom, having gone back to sleep on his favorite pillow the previous night. He got up, stretched, and flapped onto the floor. For a moment, he was confused as to where he was. "Zin?" he called sleepily. "Shadow Mew?" A few seconds later, the memories of the past few days crashed upon him, leaving him feeling depressed once again.
Sighing, the zubat waddled out of the room and spotted a few early bird pokemon. He decided to ignore them and made his way to the cafeteria, where some berries were sitting out in a bowl. Zyk helped himself, plucking and eating them one at a time.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 12:36 pm
"Hmmm..." Merlin gave the box an intense look, like a gourmet assessing a finely cooked meal or an art critic assessing a painting. "Well, perhaps I will accept one as adequate 'payment'." The ghost type looked around, playing with the whole "shady" part of the transaction.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 1:07 pm
Daybreak woke up with only a few aches here and there, thanks to the Morning Sun that healed her. She yawned in a catlike manner before heading out to the cafeteria.
Too bad that the next level hadn't been unlocked yet. She pretty much finished exploring this floor, and the previous ones, so there isn't much to do except sit around and wait. She helped herself to some more poffins and then when exploring again. Somehow.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 1:11 pm
Merlin, having received his lemony treat, popped into his mouth and floated over to Daybreak, savoring the sweet flavor that was surprisingly devoid of sour taste. The ghost waved with a part of his robe, unable to talk because of the candy in his mouth.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 1:19 pm
Lucine sneezed as something tickled her nose and then jerked awake. With a yawn, she glanced around. Somehow, she must have fallen asleep. Well, it had been rather draining to play with those other two pups and then go feather-chasing… getting up slowly, the mew-turned-eevee stretched out slowly and carefully, every movement seeming almost elegant. And most decidedly fluffy, especially when she scratched her neck a little, causing a few fluffs of fur to fly off. In this hot weather, she was shedding almost constantly. Ah well. She shook herself off---causing more fluff---and padded off into the kitchen to see what she could find.
Most of the food there had been pretty ransacked. The espeon was there now, eating some of the poffins. Well, that was a good sign. After a bit of searching and much clattering of pans and pots, Lucine found some delicious poffins for herself and gnawed on them happily. It had been a little too long since she had last eaten, she realized, and she quickly devoured the treats before searching for more. The misdreaveus had returned as well, she vaguely noticed as she gave him a nod of greeting before continuing her hunt for food.
And it was indeed a hunt, the little mewvee crouching down low as if prepared to pounce on wild poffins.
EDIT| OOC| Oh man. D: I forgot! Congrats to the winners!
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 1:40 pm
 Menudo stepped out of the security room, looking slightly worse from the lack of sleep as he walked towards the kitchen for a quick bite to eat. The large pokemon's stomach gave a growl loud enough to be heard. He stopped for a moment to contemplate the room where the bulbasaurs and charmanders had been the day before. This alone made him arch an eyebrow, since he had been busy looking for the trainers, once he directed the message to Royale to give the others, he had gone right back to his search and had missed what had happen. "Well....that's..oh..um.....right..."
He turned towards the kitchen, shaking his head.
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