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                     Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 9:09 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Penners turned to the teddisura on her way down the stairs. "We're trying to break into that room," she said, "to get our trainer's stuff back. I'm on my way to the kitchen for some snacks to take us through the night." She tried to remember the exact strategy used earlier. "If you've ice or water, then coating the door is a good place to start. Then when it's cold and brittle, it'll eventually break."
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                     Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 10:14 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Liz chuckled a little. The black Teddyursa was cute.She tackled again, though her little ratatta body did little damage.
 She stepped back a moment, panting.
 
 "Hey, kid. You wanna play catch?" she said to the teddyursa, a mischevious grin on her face, "Do you have a good move you could use while flying through the air?"
 She liked using fling, far more than tackle.
 
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                     Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 11:03 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            ((gonna log off and go to sleep :3 if Nookies says no, Liz will probably keep hitting the door and maybe take a nap at some point.))         
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                     Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 2:23 am 
 
 
                        
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                        You are still in the same floor as before, the door won't open by brute force.The mechanism and thickness of it surpasses the one of the other floors.
 
 There is now flashing red lights all over the hall, signaling the alarm system has gone off, but there is no sound. Why? It was made to look as if the system is faulty and there is no real breech so the Rockets don't come with a bigger weapon then just a couple of murkrows and poochyenas.
 
 
 [being post early because I have an doctor's appoinment tomorrow'morning. I will be here, however, for the swarm in time.]
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                     Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 1:28 pm 
 
 
                        
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			             Once the patter of the indoor rain stopped, Dakota couldn't help but sniff around.  The area still smelled wet, but the sound stopped, meaning it was safe to move ahead.  By the time she managed to maneuver around the puddles, the first door that had been blocking the way had been broken open. 
 She would have continued on her merry and clueless way if it weren't for one thing.
 
 Sniff.
 
 Sniff-sniff.
 
 The black growlithe's nub began to wag as she began to dash towards the smell of something familiar.  There was a faint smell of her trainer.  How long had it been since she had last seen Phoebe?  Dakota had forgotten completely that they had been separated for a while.  However, there was a door in the way.  The puppy's tail-nub stopped wagging as she felt disappointment similar to the others before her.
 
 Though the others had been worn out from working on the first door and left for their own breaks, Dakota was quite a fresh source of energy.  The puppy initially pawed at the door, as if to check that it wouldn't move.  Then, in a bit of a careless gesture, she backed up slightly and let out a rather decent Flamethrower attack at the door.  Perhaps it wasn't the most practical way of getting to her trainer, but Dakota couldn't help but recall that she missed her somewhere along the way.
 ((OOC: From what I've read, nobody has really broken through the door yet for the Trainer possessions yet?  If it has already been broken into, then please feel free to ignore this post accordingly ;D  ... also, P.S. Dakota doesn't realize it is just the possessions, she thinks the trainers are behind the door, cuz she's silly xD ))         
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                     Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 1:50 pm 
 
 
                        
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			             [as far as I read, no, the trainer door still close]
 Menudo gave a startle at the flamethrower, the mewtwo was at the moment slightly more sensitive in his senses that he usually was. After all, he was all the way down the hall working on the electric door.
 
 He looked over to Dakota. "....." Walking over, he stood by to watch her, he really needed a moment away from the key panel he had been working on and the electric shocks. At the rate he was going, he might never touch another electronic again. Shock Therapy wasn't fun.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 1:58 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Buddy finished licking his darkened paw. Still itchy, but it should heal quickly. He shook it, and went back to the outside world.The fire attack at the door caught his attention. He didn’t quite get what was going, but hey. If someone asked him why he wasn’t helping, he would just wave his arm in front of his face saying “Cut me some slack, I was injured too”. He came closer to check, anyway. He still hasn't learned fire should be avoided by now.
 The source of the flames was a dog, a dark Growlithe.
 Waiiiiiit.
 That dark Growlithe.
 The Sandshrew couldn’t help but let out a choked “You again?!” directed at Dakota.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 2:08 pm 
 
 
                        
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			             Fortunately, someone before her had been using ice beam on this door.  With the sudden change in temperature, Dakota's flames managed to cause the door to crack.  It wasn't a large enough crack for any Pokemon to sneak into yet, but it was progress. 
 Rather than continue to use her attack, she went to investigate the crack instead.  The puppy Pokemon pressed her nose against the still hot door along the crack and attempted to pick up the scent.  She could still smell her trainer in there.  Had she been more intelligent, she might have thought to look through the crack to see if the trainers were in there.
 
 "Dakota did good!" she yelped out in excitement.  She spun in a small circle and noticed two Pokemon.
 
 OH HEY, POKEMON!  Easily distracted, she went and first pressed her nose up to the Mewtwo, sniffing around him to get his scent. "Hi there, Who are you?"  Buddy's turn would be next.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 2:10 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Daybreak went over to the door that several Pokemon were huddling around. Not enough to break down the door in only a minute, however. She wondered where all the enthusiastic door-bashers were, but if they weren't here, they weren't here.
 "Now the Rockets definitely know we're here." She said, glancing nervously at the flashing lights. She still wanted to get this door open, though, and used a power Psychic on it.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 2:13 pm 
 
 
                        
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			             "I am Menudo, little one" He gave a little smile as he was sniffed. "What is your name?"
 His attention turnted to Daybreak as a chuckle was heard from him. "Oh, they'll just think the system is faulty. It suppose to make noise and lock all the doors, but I am sure if I bother with the old method, i could still open them. Don't worry, I doubt we will see anyone any time soon...."
 
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                     Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 2:18 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            The Ground type took a step back, expecting her to meet him first. His apprehension didn’t seem so justified, as behind raised arms, he saw the dog assaulting the Mewtwo. “Better him than me, sorry dude”, he whispered.Daybreak’s comment didn’t really affect him. “Must be a long time they’re aware we’re here, actually. I’d help you if I wasn’t… you know… burnt.” For good measure, he turned to show his arm for a couple seconds, and then, he curled up in a ball to go away…
 … GRAVE ERROR. (Or so he thought, but too late)
 
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                     Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 2:24 pm 
 
 
                        
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			             Panting slightly, the puppy Pokemon answered simply: "Dakota!"  After a slight pause, she continued to sniff the Mewtwo. 
 Now it was time to move to the next one, but where did he go... OH BALL!!!  Dakota reared up slightly and let out a playful bark before pressing her paw on the Sandshrew's shell and sending him flying yet again.
 
 OH THE BALL WAS GETTING AWAY, MUST CHASE.  And off Dakota flew to go fetch the Sandshrew ball.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 2:33 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Zyk was hanging upside down on the ceiling. From what he had heard, there were lights flashing, but he couldn't see them. He was a bit glad; it must've been annoying for the others to have lights going on and off the whole time.
 The little zubat was still feeling down and had decided to perch up so high so that the others would hopefully not notice him and leave him alone. He just wanted to leave the horrible camp, and quickly.
 
 Zyk remained silent, but he listened to the others in case there was news of the doors opening.
 
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                     Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 2:34 pm 
 
 
                        
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			             Pastel woke, smelling the scent of a human that was quickly becoming familiar.  He sat up quickly as he realized the implications of this, "LUMIN!"  He looked around quickly to notice that the door to the upstairs was open.  He quickly sprinted up the stairs and past the ruined door to find the Espeon from earlier, the Mewtwo, and Dakota playing with what appeared to be a very unfortunate Sandshrew.  There was also a door with a crack in it.  THAT WAS IT!!  That was where the smell was coming from.  The Mewtwo was supposed to be the one that was finding the trainers, so he ran to him, "Ello, wot's on deh uddah side of deh door?  Is it deh trainehs?  Please tell meh it is.  Ah smell Lumin sumwhere."  The little Eevee was panicked, because he knew very well that he wasn't good enough to get that door down, but maybe the Mewtwo was. 
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			            “AAAAAUGH”The poor little critter flew away and hit the floor in a thud. Instantly, he returned to his normal form. Enough of that, he could take care of himself.
 He stood up on his hind legs and raised a claw at Dakota, hoping secretly she would stop running.
 “YOU. You shall stop this taurosshit right now. I’m no bloody ball, okay? I’m no toy, I’m a free Pokémon! And if you assault me again, I’ll feel obligated to defend myself!”
 Just in case, he added a detail, maybe she would get to listen to him long enough for that: “And remember I’ve got the advantage of the type here!”
 
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