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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 3:14 pm
((I wonder if he still wants to kill her.))
"M-mine's broken," she said as she held up her arm to show her xtransciever, the screen cracked. "Sorry."
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 3:26 pm
Over Castelia's piers, the thin clouds were parted to reveal the sun. It was a slow day for fishing, so most of the sailors were kicking it back on the decks of their boats, chatting it up and telling old sailor stories.
"So I got me a huge ******** on the line. Twice a big as a normal Gyarados, I'll tell ya," recounted one of the sailors to his friends as he sipped on a beer. "And I'm thinking that he'll just pull me in and that'll be the end a'me. But I wasn't ready to give up yet, no siree. I turned to my Pelipper and said-"
"What in god's name is that!?" "Wha? O'Brien, lemme tell the story here-" "Incoming!"
The storyteller looked up at the sky where all heads were turned. A small shadow had appeared, blocking out part of the sun as it throttled towards earth. The sailors all ran to the edge of the ship, preparing to jump off. All of them except the storyteller, who downed the rest of his beer. If he was going down, it was with the ship he caught the giant Gyarados in.
"YaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaHOOOOO OH ******** I MISSED!"
A human figure splashed into the harbor, sending up large waves on all sides of his entry point. The waves shook the boats around, but soon after they became still again.
The sailors all looked cautiously over the edges of the boats, peering into the murky depths. Bubbles came out from the water, and then a black haired man poked his head up from the surface.
"Crap. How am I supposed to fix my hair out here?" Jump pouted as he spit out some water. "Not a mirror in sight..."
Cursing to himself, he swam to the pier, ignoring the confused bystanders as he got back to dry land. The Interpol Agent, once he stood on solid ground again, used his Aura to vibrate himself at high speeds. Within a minute, he was dry again.
Jump looked over the edge of the peer at the water, using his reflection to style his hair back into it's standard, sea urchin spikes and ponytail. "Now where is Zack? I'm not early, am I?"
The thought made Jump laugh to himself. Early. Yeah right.
****
((Lil bit, yeah.))
Crap.
"Oh, okay." Jaiden looked down at the ground, massively disappointed. A thought flashed into his head, and he lit up again when he looked at her once more.
"Well, if you're going back to the city, I'll probably see you around anyway!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 3:29 pm
"Y-yeah, take care," Henrietta said and she was off, back toward Castelia - after getting her Pokemon of course.
((ill post more after i use the bathroooom
have fun with your projects Jump!))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 3:35 pm
((I'll try...))
Jaiden waved. “See you around!” he yelled after her cheerfully.
And then Jaiden and the Krokorok were alone in the desert. The sandstorm whipped up all around them, but the Ground type didn’t seem to mind as he looked up at his new trainer.
Jaiden couldn’t bring himself to make eye contact with the pokemon. “Look, I’ll only say this once…I’m sorry about before. You can’t come with me.”
The Krokorok was confused. Jaiden sighed. “Where I’m going is…I do a lot of bad things. It’s not right to get you involved. I’m sorry.”
Clenching his hands into fists, he put his head down and walked away. “I’m really sorry.”
He only made it a few paces away before he heard shuffling behind him. The crimson haired boy turned, and Krokorok was following behind him.
“Didn’t you hear me? You have to stay here, you can’t come with me Krokorok!”
Jaiden turned again, picking up his pace to try and lead off the pokemon. But he still heard the shuffling behind him. The boy stopped, breathing heavily before spinning around.
“I said LEAVE!”
He roared, louder than the sandstorm ever was. From his sleeves flew several thin knives, embedding themselves into the sand all around Krokorok in an instant. The Ground type yelped, then turned tail to flee.
Jaiden panted. Now he was entirely alone.
The crimson haired boy fell to his knees, staring at the desert ground. He punched at it brutally, not stopping until his knuckles began to bleed.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:01 pm
Back in Castelia city, Henrietta immediately went for the Pokemon center. It was time to clean up from the sand. A nice shower, she decided.
In the meantime, her Pokemon rested. Their own potions aiding in the process.
[And we met this guy and he was like, alwaysmovingandtalkingcouldn'tstop. I think he was on herbs, youknowlikepansageherbs.] Darumi went on about Jaiden.
[I wish I could've met him.] Frate, who had been the only one of the four to evolve so far, stared at Darumi. [He sounded nice - we should meet a lot of people like that.]
Scoant scoffed. [Yeah, humans are nice. Sure.]
[Socant-
[Human name.]
-you trained with us, and you help us fight. I don't see why you have to be so distant from them.] Frate stared him down.
[That girls helped save the forest, I watched it all. She's special, but we'll see how long that lasts..]
[Socant..]
Socant skittered away, hiding under the bed.
[Ahdon'tsworryabouthim, he'stotallygonnacomearoundeventually!] Darumi was running around the room endlessly.
[Yeah, I guess.] Frate sighed. [Say, where's Melty?]
[Sleepin' over there, on the bed.] He pointed to it.
It was on fire.
Melty, who appeared to have been pent up all day, was having a nice dream. His fires burned with the ferocity of not being fully used only trained to mold. And the result was..
[Crap!] The two awake Pokemon yelled in unison and they tackled the bag, attempting to put out the flame. The end result cost them a lot of item balls that were inside.
[Melty!] Darumi shouted, and tried to slap him. Didn't work.
[Melty!] Frate tried, and knocked Melty across the room.
[What the h-
And he phased through the wall.
Meanwhile.
***
Showers were amazing. Henrietta would've stayed until the hot water was gone if she didn't have so much to do. Luckily, it was still morning. Leaving the shower, she checked herself in the mirror. More of the pink had drained away.
And it gave her an idea. She turned on the faucet.
An hour later, Henrietta emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. Her hair was no longer patches of pink and blonde but she'd managed to get it into streaks. She was actually proud of herself, even if she looked silly. Not as cartoonish as the pink, more like some punk kid - not that she knew much about the punk scene.
She exited to find her bag hidden behind Darumi who stood on Frate's back who was in front of the bed. "Hey guys," she said and she approached and reached over when Darumi swatted her hand away. Henrietta made a face. "Darumi, I need to get dressed." She reached again and he swatted her hand again. Furrowing her brow she stepped around the bed. Boldore tried to follow, tripped and failed to obscure the ruined back.
Henrietta's eyes widened. "Wh-what happened?"
Before anyone could say another word Melty appeared through the wall. [You punks, that was a great dream!] He unleashed an ember, randomly.
It hit the bed.
And Henrietta would quickly put it out via her towel. The fire alarm was already sounding by this time and the door was kicked open by a nurse who immediately sprayed the room with a fire extinguisher. Henrietta screamed, hiding herself quickly in the burned and ruined towel and raising a hand to protect her face.
"What happened here?!" the nurse shouted. She observed the two fire types and glared. Her eyes fell on Henrietta. "Get dressed and get out."
***
We'll have to stay somewhere else tonight..
Henrietta, who had grabbed the fist thing she could and threw it on, left the Pokemon center with a face so red you could spot her from space.
You see, shy girls aren't prudes. Henrietta had clothing, sexy clothing, revealing clothing, but she'd never had the courage to wear it. Now she pretty much had to.
Red heels and hot pants, a red sort of high collared vest that started above her midriff. Low collared starting from the end of the high collar gave a nice view to those that looked. To complete the look, the vest came with sleeves that started off on Henrietta's upper arm, below her shoulder and clung tightly there before widening as it went down to her wrists, the cuffs of the sleeves wide and open, like the wide end of a funnel.
The red faced girl wasn't looking where she was going when she was busy panicking about how to get money to get a room at a hotel to be able to change, and that's when she walked into Crimson.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:02 pm
Zack J Fair ((Sorry I only posted once so far. I'll be working on post now)) ((And now Henrietta has run into you! Let us do battle!))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:19 pm
((Finaly caught up blaugh ))
[/Earlier this morning]
The first few rays of sunlight shone through the window, there rays reveling the half naked frame of Hiba Hinomura still asleep in naught but a pair of black boxers. His Face turned away from the window to keep the sunlight from his eye's, a small stream of drool leaked from the corner of his mouth as his snore's filled the room.
"There, all dressed and ready to go." Tk said exiting the bathroom, clad in a pair of black cargo shorts and plain blue T that compliments his wild silver hair nicely. Upon seeing his friend sprawled out on the bed, the silver haired youth would out a snort of laughter.
"Ne ne, C'mon sleeping beauty, Time to wake up" Tk called, patting Hiba on the face. It took a moment but Hiba's eyes eventual opened. "W..whaaaaat time is it?" Hiba asked sitting up, stretching and yawning. using the back of his fist to wipe the sleep from his eye's
"just a little past seven" Tk replied looking at his Blue trimmed Xtransceiver. "Then why are you waking my up so early?" Questioned the larger boy, standing up to go to the bath room, closing the bathroom door on the youth who was following him.
"Cause Today's a good day to go train!!" Takamaru called through the bathroom door. "yea.... but why so early?"
"well..its not just training that i wanna do. I also wanna go look for Lancer..." Takamaru mumbled, "I miss him.." the last part was a whisper just loud enough for Hiba to hear through the wooden door that separated them. "Ok ok, dont worry, well go look for him" Hiba called from the other side of the door, shaking his manhood from any excess pee.
Takamaru silently pumped his fist into the air as he heard the faucet running. ' that's just like Hiba, Beg and you shall receive' Tk thought as he placed his three poke-balls on his waist, put on his shoes and strapped on his sling pack.
"Right, so how do you plan on finding your missing Karrablast?" Hiba asked opening the wodden bathroom door and exciting. walking over to his own sling pack to produce a pair of brown cargo shorts and a red long sleeve shirt made of cotton.
Takamaru shrugged, "Dunno, they usually find me" the youth replied as Hiba Dressed. Once they were both ready to go the duo excited the Pokemon center, making sure to sign the sign out slip on there way out.
Just after the electronic sliding doors closed behind them a red blur rushed Hiba, knocking him to the ground. "Ok ok, down boy, down" Hiba called pushing the over excited Arcanine, blaze, off of him and getting to his feet. "Morning Blaze" Tk called patting the large canine Pokemon on his side, earning an excited bark in response.
"right well i think we should split up" Hiba said. Takamaru nodded. "Ill head this way, you the other, sound good?" Hiba asked. again earning a nod from Tk. "i say we meet at the center park around lunch time."
Takamaru nodded "Sounds good to me." and with that they parted way's with a wave.
[/Current time]
"Man, where's a good place to get some grub at around here?" Hiba groaned, rubbing his very empty belly as he walked. it was only when he felt Blazes cold wet nose on his hand did he look in the direction that the canine Pokemon was facing. and what he saw made he mouth water with anticipation. it was an eating contest.
Hiba could feel the saliva collecting in his mouth as his stomach roared in demand of food. "alright" he said, pounding his fist into his palm, his voice ripe with determination. "Lets go see if we can find any plasma agents in this contest." the muscled youth made a bee line for the registration booth, hardly paying mind to his opponents.
the man in the booth eyed Hiba's muscular frame. "Uhhh, kid, you sure your at the right place? this is an eating competition, not a body building competition."
Hiba waved the mans comment off, "Yea yea, im in the right place. Just sign me up" he said licking his lips. The man in the booth just rolled his eye's before giving Hiba his seat number.
"seat number four" Hiba repeated to himself as he walked to his seat, taking his place.
To Hiba it felt like an instant, half way through his 20th plate of food the stud blacked out. See, in the beginning Hiba had only planned on eating his fill than politely conceding defeat. But once the competition picked up, so did his urge for victory. and so he pushed himself as far as he could go and with a mighty belch he was out, only 20 and a half plates later.
He was finally woken up by the registration booth worker, "Told ya' buddy, not your place" he said smugly before departing. After finaly standing, with some help from Blaze, the muscualr youth trudged away, only stopping to heave the contents of his stomach into a near by garbage bin.
"uhhhhg, wish i had some Tums" Hiba groaned, wiping the vomit from his lips.
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Meanwhile, a Silver haired youth could be seen sliding across the pavement on his Roller blade's, a searching look plastered to his face as he skated along the streets of Castelia city, what he was looking for, he wasn't quite sure. Anything if it could mean finding his missing karrblast Lancer.
And so Tk skated on, though just as he was passing Narrow street he noticed a Green pony tail. Tk didn't know why but it struck him as familiar. in any case he'd make an attempt to converse with the person, boy or girl he wasn't sure from the back.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:23 pm
((My first lite wall of text, im so proud of my self crying Let them only get bigger from here on out pirate ))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:41 pm
((I accept the challenge.))
Crimson attention was caught by a girl in all red clothing. She appeared to be a trainer, as far as Crimson could tell. Challenging a girl isn't a bad thing. It just depends on how well the girl can battle. He quickly inspected the girl, hoping she would be a challenge.
"Um excuse me?" He asked as he got the attention of the girl. "My name is Crimson, would you like to have a battle?"
Crimson and Zeus were hoping that this would be a great battle. However, without Gale, Crimson is down to three Pokemon, and he wasn't sure how many Pokemon this girl had on hand. If the odds are against him, he may have to take on more than three, which would throw Crimson in a disadvantage. So he thought of a small agreement that hopefully the girl would agree to.
"I have only three Pokemon on me at the moment, so would a three on three be ok with you?"
Crimson was curious as to what new Pokemon he would see from this trainer.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:42 pm
Avalite ((And now Henrietta has run into you! Let us do battle!)) ((Lets get this battle started then!))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:47 pm
Henrietta's head was diverted, eyes downcast and head turned to the side. Her arms rose, meeting in the middle of her chest, pressed against the skin as if to hide the cleavage. Her hands, fingers curled, were against her chin, the curve of her fingers ending on the line between her lips.
"S-s-s
She began to stutter when Crimson spoke. She was initially going to refuse when she realized she needed the money. To get a motel room, but now she was also going to need money to heal her Pokemon, right? How else was she going to get money?
Well, better to ask them. She released Melty the Litwick first.
Melty eyed Crimson, he looked cranky - the Litwick did.
"M-m-melty, would you like to battle?"
"Lit!" He sounded determined.
"O-one on one," Henrietta negotiated the terms. She couldn't risk hurting three of her Pokemon if the guy couldn't pay up. She needed a lot, you see. To fix her xtransciever, to get a room at the motel, new clothes, and potions for her Pokemon, as well as the money to pay someone to get them from the center she was now banned from.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:52 pm
((All work and no play makes Jump a dull RPer. So I'm taking a work break))
Now that it was getting closer to noon, the park was starting to bustle with activity. On one end were Chari, Salieri and Kijin. On the other end of the park was Wayne, preparing to train.
Yana sat on the edge of the fountain, with one hand spinning her parasol lightly on her shoulder. Her short and stylish black hair was shadowed partially by the parasol. The 19 year old wore a cloth pink jacket, zipped up, and a pink skirt. Her legs dangled close to the ground, one over the other as she casually tapped her foot in rhythm to the music the Dancers were playing on the other side of the fountain.
Under her mirrored sunglasses, she was people watching. Or rather, Wayne watching. Her focus was entirely on him, watching as he gave his pokemon a pep talk. Pretty soon, he might look over her way and notice her staring.
But that was part of her plan. If he looked over at her, she’d give him a tiny flirtatious wave and a gesture to come over. Her mouth betrayed little emotion, but if she had to she’d muster up a playful smile for this to work.
People often told Yana that she was beautiful. Before she was part of Team Plasma, she was a world travelling super model. The experience was handy when it came to espionage. Men would ignore the danger signs a woman might give off if she made it worth their while.
Playing the crowd. Yana sighed as she observed Hitmonlee from a distance. Playing the crowd was all she ever did, it seemed. How boring.
****
N was exiting Narrow Street when Takamaru came by one his rollerblades. He remembered the silver haired youth, of course. Not only was he one of the candidates, but he was one of the three candidates he actually battled. Takamaru Takashi.
Zero was already in invisible mode. Her scent and the sounds she made were masked by an advanced Extrasensory. Not even infrared could spot her. The only way to detect her presence was by using non-Psychic Aura Detection. Something she assumed most people didn’t have.
So to Takamaru, it would appear as though N was alone.
“Takamaru Takashi, correct?” he asked the boy approaching him. N’s eyes were unmoving, half open with rapid attention to detail. His hand loosely groped the chain of the Menger Sponge at his side.
“I take it your journey as a pokemon trainer has brought you to this city.” The green haired man craned his head back to look up at the omnipresent skyscrapers. “An architectural marvel by humanity’s standards. Yet I wonder how many pokemon lost their homes when this area was settled into. Or if that was considered in the equation the colonists used to create Castelia City.”
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 5:06 pm
"Alright then, a one on one it is."
Crimson nodded to the terms she had mentioned. A one on one would be perfect for Crimson, since it wouldn't matter now on how many Pokemon each person had. The only thing now was who to choose for the battle. Zeus has no advantages against that Pokemon who appears to be a fire and ghost type. Loki, Crimson's Eevee, has a few advantages over a ghost Pokemon, however the lack of experience and training was what worried him. Anehta, the Kirlia could take some damage, but didnt have any useful attacks to beat a ghost, nor fire type. He then decided.
"Zeus, you're going to participate this time, you ready?"
"Pika!" Zeus said as it jumped off of Crimson's shoulder and charged up. The electricity that surrounded Zeus was blue.
"I'm ready whenever you are."
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 5:17 pm
The Pikachu was new to Henrietta. The Kirlia and Eevee she'd seen before. Forgeign, but she was familiar with the appearance. Still, she had no real idea on how to take advantage of the opponents typing. That is, until Pikachu crackled with electricity.
Henrietta took customary steps backward to give them room to fight.
The sidewalks, people had made some distance for them. They were, it seemed, more interested in seeing a battle than getting to wherever they were going. The small crowd formed on the backs of each trainer, the sides were moving vehicles and buildings.
Henrieta's left, buildings, her right, cars. Before her, a battle. Her cheeks still flushed, her posture, her stance, awkward and clearly embarrassed.
But the look in her eyes?
I can't fail here. The roads too long to fail here.
Her lips curled, it was the slightest of movements. The first attack was hers. Mistake.
"Fire Spin," she commanded.
She'd given Crimson time to move away - if he hadn't he was risking himself. After all, he'd said 'ready when you are' and Henrietta didn't have time to concern herself with the stupidity of trainers. She'd fought too many battles where people never gave her that courtesy - almost always normal trainers - for her to tell him to move if he hadn't.
From Melty's flame was a growing purple fire. The same color that matched his head. It never flickered and it moved with haste, spinning around to circle Zues instantly, to trap him int the spinning fire and torch him. It served a double purpose, the fire that was meant to keep Zues in would keep Crimson from seeing in. The obscuring view would work if Zues' dodge wasn't adequate as well.
Regardless, if it hit, Henrietta's plan to instantly take away Crimson's footing as a trainer, and Zeus' ability to target Melty and effectively through the flames would be a success.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 5:19 pm
It struck Takamaru like a train, N, that was his name. The guy he battled in Nacrene infront of the museum. Takamaru remembered this guy had asked him a handful of questions as they battled. Tk pegged this guy as pretty weird, not a weirdo cause he usually talked about the well being's of Pokemon which made him a nice guy by Tk's standards, but weird none the less.
"uh-huh" Takamaru Nodded, signaling that that was indeed his name.
Tk stayed quite as he took a moment to join N in looking up at the skyscrapers surrounding them. he made a valid point, "...a lot." was all Tk could reply with, not actually having a numerical number as to how many Pokemon were affected by the building of the city. "but do you think they found new home's?" it was a childish question that Tk unknowingly hoped would be given a fairy tail answer like, 'Of course they did!' or 'i bet they all ended up living very fruitful lives elsewhere.' unfortunately that was probably most definitely not the case.
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