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Post by CREED on Jun 30, 2018 23:43:54 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","Vgentempbox"] [attr="class","Vgentemptitle"]The Impertinent [attr="class","Vgentempdiv"] [attr="class","Vgentempheader"]event 002. Beginning [break][break] You wake vivid memories of the nightmare only minutes prior, that voice whispering 'help me' even now echo in the deepest parts of your consciousness, and as you look around dressed only in what you went to bed in last night looks on the faces of others make it apparent you weren't the only one with this dream. As you look over the sandy beach of which you stand on you can see only a dense jungle in the distance as the shores fade. I It's no later than 6:00am judging by the sun's positioning stars still visible as the massive orb moves higher in the sky. Surrounding the island gray clouds circle thunder booms in the distance. The sea at your back threatens with whirlpools you'd have no chance surviving, and so you look forward to the island itself drawn to something in particular...[break][break] Despite the high treetops in the distance you can faintly see three temples scattered across the island each in a different direction. Similar in shape at the least each is marked with a sort of gem sticking out serving as a sort of spire. The first seems to be a ruby, the second a sapphire, and the third a yellow gem, perhaps a garnet of sorts?[break][break] Your focus, and that of your fellow victims seems to resonate on the yellow gem as if the temple seems to be calling you all. It's only now that you notice a sort of bracelet on your wrist a gem stone of sorts serving to power the device.Upon a closer inspection of the device you remember a point in your dream upon striking a pose and calling out a key phrase one of the pokemon accompanying you would preform a massive attack, though you also feel like the gem looks fragile enough to break after a single use.[break][break] Welcome to Mirage Island, it's here so close to the sky that your journey begins.[break][break] noelani palm Azad Frederick Ferdinand ALEXANDER LOWELL Mirai Soleil Zombie NURSE JOY
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Post by noelani palm on Jul 1, 2018 0:52:33 GMT -5
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Post by Frederick Ferdinand on Jul 1, 2018 9:45:48 GMT -5
The ranger's eyes shot open, his features devoid of any of his usual relaxed cheer. The moment he began to stir it became obvious that he wasn't in his motel room, the many possibilities rushing through his mind and immediately putting Frederick on edge. He wasted no time in pushing himself to his feet, his brow twitching slightly at the familiar feeling of sand between his fingertips. With the sound of nearby water it quickly became clear they were on a beach of some sort, a thought that brought the slightest bit of comfort to the uneasy investigator. Even if he wasn't able to recognize which beach in Johto it could have possibly been. Assuming they were still in the region of course.
Yet that slight bit of relief was immediately overshadowed as he finally realized that there was something on his wrist, something unfamiliar. He quickly brought it up to his face to examine, yellow eyes scouring the surface of the accessory as he searched for signs of it's purpose. It was at that moment that the dream came flooding back to him, the dream which included this very bracelet. His shoulders drooped and his gaze hardened as he looked up from the bracelet, seeing not only the temple in the distance, but a number of other individuals that had appeared in the area in a similar state. Like they were all ripped from their beds.
Though as far as he could tell he was one of the closer ones to being fully dressed. Unfortunately his silk button down pajama top with matching pants and old school sleeping cap (complete with the little pom pom on the end) was much less comfortable out in the sun than it was in the comforts of his motel room. With a deep breath of surprisingly fresh and soothing ocean air Frederick would start to search his person for any other unexpected toys that may have been left on his person. Whatever was happening was clearly supernatural, likely the works of some sort of powerful pokemon. Possibly even one of legend.
It came as a relief to find he still had at least some of his pokemon, his subtly labeled balls informing him of which pokemon were brought along for the ride. But that was all. No phone, no notebook and no baton. Just three spheres with strange tribal designs on them. Their construction was similar to pokeballs, but could something like this really be capable of housing a pokemon? Pushing out his irritation with a sigh Frederick would regain his usual calm smile, his steps leading him to the tree line and toward the garnet tipped temple in the distance. Something was pulling him there, the same thing that was likely pulling everyone else here. He would turn around to face the group, whether they were stirring as well or still in lying on the ground in a daze. "Are you all alright? Do you remember anything about what brought us here?"
tl;dr- Woke up displeased, assessed the location but didn't recognize it, had a mini-heart attack when he realized he had the bracelet but relaxed when the dream filled him in, checked his pokeballs and realized he had nothing but them on his person, moved toward the temple in the distance, turned to face the group and asked if everyone was ok and if they remembered anything
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Post by noelani palm on Jul 1, 2018 10:11:07 GMT -5
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Post by Mirai Soleil on Jul 1, 2018 12:11:42 GMT -5
♦♦♦♦ ♦♦♦♦ A nightmare, or at least it felt like one. That was the trouble with dreams. When you woke up, any concrete memories and specifics tended to be mostly forgotten and what remained were the feelings and emotions. Well, there was at least one detail that stood out: an otherworldly voice that was calling for help. Mirai gently rubbed her eyes as she slowly sat up. She was sweating slightly. A glistening bead would trickle down her cheek as she glanced around and her vision adjusted to the unfamiliar scenery. It wasn't her room and she was not alone. Standing up and dusting herself off, she realized she was still in her sleepwear: a loose comfy white top revealing her bare shoulders and light blue sleep shorts. Sadly her slippers didn't seem to have come along with her, nor did she have a hair tie for her usual side ponytail and so she would be sporting her uncommon hair down hairdo. As for other essentials, she was practically empty-handed except for three of her Pokemon, three strange round things that she assumed were kind of like Pokeballs, and a bracelet with a gem stone of sorts. Almost immediately when her eyes gazed upon the stone a memory of a memory jolted in her head about a pose and a powerful move. It was a strange thing to remember considering their current situation and so she wondered if there was some sort of significance. A brief survey of her fellow spirited away souls would yield the realization that she was the youngest present, or at least it looked that way. In other words there was no need for her to play the part of the mature elder. Surely these responsible and dependable adults had more experience in these sorts of happenings. So for now she decided that she would keep her thoughts to herself and try to gravitate to whoever stepped up to be the "leader" of this event. That would be the most logical step to get things done efficiently right? Figuring out the best person who would direct everyone else. There were a couple of familiar people she had bumped into in the past. One was a man whom she recognized to be a ranger. Already that was very promising. It didn't sound like he knew where they were or what exactly was going on, but they could probably count on him in terms of survival strategy. The other was a woman whom she recognized from the incident in the tower, though they never got the chance for introductions before things went south. Mirai did remember that she helped out with getting people to safety too so presumably that meant she was reliable too. She seemed to have some idea what was going on but the details were rather vague. Unless no one else knew anything, it seemed they would need to do some much needed investigation to shed further light on how and why the people present were taken there. She looked on in the distance at the temple which every fiber of her being was telling her to go to. Was everyone else getting the same feeling? It was strange for sure, but she wouldn't bring it up unless no one else did. For now it seemed people were gathering around to pool what they knew so she would follow along silently until she was addressed or asked to speak. tl;dr - Woke up. Looked around. Maintained chill. Checked belongings. Recognized some people. Assumed people were gathering around and silently joined in.
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Post by Azad on Jul 1, 2018 12:12:10 GMT -5
| DO YOU REMEMBER? LOOK AT ME AND ALL THE THINGS WE SAID WE'D BE. WE BEAT THE HOUNDS, WE PUSHED THE ODDS. WE'D TAKE IT ALL - WE HAD THE CAUSE. WITH YEARS TO BURN AND YEARS TO TRASH, LIVIN' LIFE BASED ON FLASH. BUT SOMEHOW REACHING FOR THE STARS, I THINK WE WENT A BIT TOO FAR.
Choking.
It felt like any air the man had was being forced from the mains body as the dream went on his body writhing as he fell to a knee images pictures, voices all flashing in his mind as the last vestiges of oxygen finally left him. When the man could no longer breathe his eyes would shoot open fingers grasping for anything they could only to sift through sand.
"No."
He'd turn over looking directly at the sand beneath him now small shells scattered throughout the beach until finally his eyes saw the deep blue sea. In the distance he could see whirlpools threatening to take any who dared challenge the sea. Thunder booms in the distance just beyond the whirlpools a fierce storm billowing in the distance, though it simply seemed to surround the group.
"No No."
Reality was beginning to hit a very familiar sinking feeling now lodging itself in his chest. Memories of the nightmare still fresh in his mind. Dressed only in a pair long gym shorts primarily black with two silver stripes one on each side. Only now would the man push himself off the ground his gaze moving to the bodies surrounding him in the sand each only now starting to move. As the reality of the situation completely settled.
"Oh goddamn it."
Immediately a hand moves to the bridge of his nose attempting formulate some kind of plan. If nothing else the only boon was that he seemed to have.... His pokemon. Hands would move to the pockets of his pants the trainer pulling three pokeballs each containing a trusted ally. Whatever happened to the rest of the team, however was another worry to add to the already large list of concerns he'd mentally drafted.
When his eyes open again he notices the piece of ornate jewelry connected to his arms a method in which to utilize the power of the artifact transmitting itself directly into his mind. The event itself leaves the professor out of breath for a moment,
"Fascinating...truly." Despite the numerous concerns he had (and they were numerous) he couldn't help but find himself slightly excited upon the discovery of these bracelets and what they'd just done to him. Based on the design alone it was apparent that they were ancient. This place whatever it was could be the find of a century and the temple itself.....
Wait a temple?
Surely enough when the man focuses on the jungle in the distance he can see the spire of three massive temples deep in the distance a long walk way each similar, but with a different focus. On the topic of focus everytime he glanced at another he'd be drawn back to the yellow one almost unconsciously his hand would reach out towards the treeline attempting to grasp the yellow gem that shined so brightly only to grasp air. A fruitless venture to be sure.
The voice of a friend drags the man back to reality his gaze turning to another who just woken up. Frederick the man who ran LORE alongside him, excellent news the man was more than capable and they already worked well as a team. There was only one other person he would have enjoyed teaming up with more, speaking of whom he could only hope that person wasn't caught up in this affair.
"Please...be safe." With that wish whispered into the air the silver-haired trainer would move toward the group of individuals who stood around in a circle of sorts. Still analyzing the situation.
An acquaintance, Noelani speaks up first describing the legend of the island. It was one Azad was familiar with and while he'd already thought on that too many aspects of the story didn't quite match up with the legends. When the woman notes they have 24 hours Azad speaks up meeting only the eyes of his companions as they all seemed to be dressed in what they went to sleep in.
"Thank you Noelani, but I disagree to an extent." Azad would step forward nodding to Noelani first thanking her for the contribution he'd heard the same tales upon arriving at Tanba and out of his own curiosity his hope to study this legends of that sort, but certain aspects of the stories and what he'd experienced didn't quite line up.
"The legend speaks of the transferal process of being something whimsical, gentle even. Nothing quite as rattling as what... I can assume we all experienced. That said I don't doubt this is Mirage Island, but I don't believe we can assume all the parameters that have affected travelers before us are currently in play, or at least not in the same capacity. The temples also aren't mentioned in the legends."
He'd fold his arms, "That said I do believe it's wise to call all our pokemon out as a show of honesty and willingness to work together." And so following his fellow professor's display Azad would call out his own team.
From the ancient orbs A Scizor would appear first crossing its claws particularly focused on the Gyrados that was released prior. Second a dragonair not unlike palm's Kreiss himself immediately analyzing the situation at hand. The third a Dusclops it's eye surveying the various trainers before moving closer to his group of three.
"I do feel compelled to move toward the yellow temple. If that constitutes as a lead."
He'd then whisper to the youngest of the group. "Hey, I know this isn't what you signed up for, but stick close to me alright? I'll make sure you get home safe."
Before nodding to Frederick a note hoping the man himself would let out his own pokemon. Establishing trust here and now was the most important thing.
-Azad wakes and begins to panic -Azad Surveys the area panicking more noting the storm and whirlpools in the distance -Azad checks his gear and accounts for his pokemon and the bracelet -Azad Has a flash that teaches him how to use the device -Azad geeks out about the device and how this could be the find of a century despite his growing nervousness -Azad finds himself drawn to the temple with the yellow gem. -Azad sees noelani palm move toward the gathered group accented by Frederick Ferdinand 's voice. -Azad avoids looking at anyone's outfits. -Azad listen's to noelani palm 's explanation -Azad thanks Noelani for her explanation but disagrees at a point. -Azad following Noelani's lead calls out his own pokemon -Azad takes a knee beside Mirai Soleil offering to look after the youngest -Azad nods at Frederick Ferdinand hoping he releases his own pokemon
Azad Status: Stressed out, Groggy. Dragonair: 39, Dusclops 37, Scizor 36
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Post by Zombie on Jul 1, 2018 13:15:58 GMT -5
[attr="class","nfbase"] [attr="class","nftop"] [attr="class","nficon"] [attr="class","nfboxbase"] like a wasted zombie i stumble [attr="class","nfbox"]like a wasted zombie he'd awoken. the sound of the ocean sea, the cry of rustling leaves. the soft, grit-like texture of the sand cowering in the palm of his hand. the shuffling of his other hand coming to realize that he, no longer, was within the inn he'd been staying in. the burned corpse arose with a lazy, narrow gaze to gather his surrounding as he'd sat up. upon his person he'd wear the following: a long-sleeve, white tunic shirt. on the right there was a sleeve hiding the burn of his forearm and only showing his hand, whereas on the left there was no sleeve and merely the entirety of his left arm was naked and exposed. upon his bottom wear did he, too, adorn nothing more than a pair of black gym shorts with the following in his pockets: three respective pokeball and two syringes. he'd forgotten to place his virus ball capsule within the pocket, therefore that was not on his person. as for footwear? he had only a pair of black sandals caressing his feet. the last thing zombie remembered was falling asleep within a chair and not upon his bed, hence the sandals. though, what he didn't remember, was having an odd object upon his left wrist. he stood analyzing the scenery before him some more, before coming late into the conversation at hand. zombie suspected this was the folktale that woman spoke of; therefore, he kept quite as his right hand remained within the depths of his pockets shuffling the needles about. a lazy stare drifted from person to person as he began to integrate himself among the group. once in he'd come, at the last minute, to notice what Azad said to Mirai Soleil . "waaaaah, scaryyyyy..." he lazily, and monotonously, said. covering his mouth in a playful manner only to add right after, "we have a pervert here everyone, waaaaah~." zombie playfully spoke as his hand idly flailed. directing his gleeful smile toward another individual, it wasn't until he'd frozen up to lock eyes with a familiar face of the law: Frederick Ferdinand . "ah..." he yelped. a gaze locked on with the officer of the law. "yo, officer do-little. what bring's you on this island adventure, still stalkin' me as per usual?" zombie poked fun at, a tongue sticking out as he slothfully waved toward the male. tl;dr awoke without worry of his surrounding. called Azad a closeted, or rather openly, pervert for touching Mirai Soleil and proclaiming he'd protect her. surprised by Frederick Ferdinand's appearance, he then proceeds to call him officer do-little and make fun of him and how he's stalking the poor lad. [attr="class","sumcreds"]KOJIHIME [Googlefont=Montserrat|Noto Sans|Ubuntu] [newclass=.nfbase]width:320px;[/newclass] [newclass=.nftop]padding:10px;border-top:#2e2e2e 5px solid;background:#cc0099;[/newclass] [newclass=.nficon]width:105px;height:105px;padding:3px;border-left:#fafafa 4px solid;border-top:#fafafa 4px solid;border-right:#2e2e2e 4px solid;border-bottom:#2e2e2e 4px solid;background:#cc6699;[/newclass] [newclass=.nfboxbase]background:#2e2e2e;padding:5px;border-bottom:#cc0099 5px solid[/newclass] [newclass=.nfbox]color:#fcfcfc;text-align:justify;font-family:calibri;font-size:10px;margin:30px 45px;[/newclass] [newclass=.nfbox b]color:#ff66cc;font:bold 11px arial;[/newclass] [newclass=.nfbox a]font-family:montserrat;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#fff!important;[/newclass] [newclass=.nfnotes]height:0px;width:320px;font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:7px;text-align:justify;color:#ffffff;background-color:#2e2e2e;overflow:hidden;transition:500ms;-webkit-transition:500ms;-moz-transition:500ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.nfnotes b]color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.nfnotes a]font-family:century gothic;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#fff!important[/newclass] [newclass=.nfbase:hover .nfnotes]height:60px;transition:500ms;-webkit-transition:500ms;-moz-transition:500ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.sumcreds]font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:6pt;color:#000000;text-transform:uppercase;margin-bottom:-150px;[/newclass]
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Post by NURSE JOY on Jul 1, 2018 14:31:07 GMT -5
[attr="class","joy2"] [attr="class","joy1"] [attr="class","joyless"]Lips parted to scream silently, a lump forming heavily in the woman’s throat. Black lashes snapped open to allow auburn hues to stare into the endless expanses of the sky. Limbs moving to feel the cool grains of sand pressed against them, lightly scrapping against the skin. Lurching forward into a sitting position, the raven haired woman instantly covered her face to bade the nightmare away. Pale knees pulling inward to provide comfort and support, raspy breaths inhaled and exhaled in controlled breathing. Slowly pulling her hands from her face, May’s gaze wandered towards the tan sand at her side and then slowly towards the large jungle just a distance from her. Her hands were instantly shot to the ground as she began pushing herself up to stand. Taking a moment to turn in a few circles as she took in her surroundings. Sand. Water. Jungle. People. Temples in the distance. Her gaze diverted instantly towards herself as she took in her clothing. The same pajamas that she had put on. A very lacy black babydoll sleepwear, barely covering anything but still within pg-13 limits. Maybe. Her hand came to touch the ancient looking bracelet on her wrist, pulling it up to check it over thoroughly. Feeling the texture of the bracelet with her hand, she stopped for a moment to glance towards an individual in her general direction. Narrowing her gaze at them, daring for them to continue staring before sweeping her gaze towards the others. Listening intently to the conversation being had by the others, slowly nodding her head as she glanced towards the storming clouds approaching slowly. She took a step forward and threw both of her pokeballs that she had available. A spunky Eevee popping out in the light with a bounce and a hop, instantly returning to his trainer’s side and then a very still pink Chansey appearing. The face of death on her features. The Chansey glanced around at the crowd and gave them all mean mug looks before waddling towards Joy’s side. “Then it’s the Yellow Temple that we head to.” She stated, pointing towards the temple with the arm containing the yellow jeweled bracelet. Placing a hand on her hip, she took a glance at the people gathered around before giving a nod. “Strongest in the front and back, all those who are less than confident in their skills should stick to the middle of the group. That way we don’t find ourselves getting picked off, then murdered, and mutilated on this damn island.”Bending forward to pick up the Eevee on the ground to place on her shoulders, she gave a look towards the group to see if she got their attention. “I’m Nurse Joy, I’ll be providing support to this group. If any of you dumbasses think you can shit around, then you can just go die off somewhere else.”A thumb in the direction of the waters, as if she was just telling them to just drown themselves here and now. “Got it?” she said with emphasis, eyes trailing on Zombie to make sure he got the point. “So let’s get quick introductions out of the way and get the hell out of here~!”And maybe look for that legendary tree. Hehe he~ woke up from nightmare checked surroundings called out splendid and chansey suggested heading for the yellow temple and doing a formation of strong weak strong. introduced herself and suggested making introductions short and sweet so they can get out of there. also implied troublemakers should just drown themselves out right.
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Post by ALEXANDER LOWELL on Jul 1, 2018 18:44:53 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","Vgentempbox"] [attr="class","Vgentemptitle"]event 002. mirage island [attr="class","Vgentempdiv"] [break] The adventure would begin with the party of strangers all waking up upon the shores of the mysterious isle. Playing the part of innocence as he pretended to come to last, listening to the conversation between the crowd. Fate was cruel, of them all he identified the two trainers from the sprout tower. Alexander would have to play the part of the fool until the end. Adjusting his glasses he approached the group in his pokemon academy clothing. A pokeball taken from his belt revealed his companion Absol, the Disaster Pokemon. The dark type known for such misfortunes as this island. [break][break] Keeping quiet he just kept quiet and followed the natural ebb and flow of leadership between the trainers. Having no desire to lead this expedition into the heart of the island to the golden temple that dominated the horizon. Studying their surroundings as well as the trainers themselves. Watching their quirks and the pokemon they choose to bring forth. A Dragonite, Gyrados and Chansey coming from a single trainer. An impressive roster displayed before the admin of Team Virus, keeping the pokeballs that housed his eeveelutions hidden from sight. Though he was not alone, a member of Virus was woven within the crowd. [break][break] Expecting Fredrick and Azad to be the front line of this endeavor with how they displayed themselves back at the Sprout Tower. Though he was curious to find out the reason he was brought here and an explanation of the nightmares that filled his thoughts before he awoke. There was much to be explained and they had no answers. Surely the temple drawing them closer had the answers that he seeked. Information about the mysterious island ceased to exists but in legends and stories of old. Just what slumbered here. [break][break] [attr="class","Vgentempheader"]POST NOTE(S) - joins the crowd dazed and confused, but wants to help
- secondary pokemon hidden, absol appears to be his only pokemon.
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Post by noelani palm on Jul 1, 2018 22:36:35 GMT -5
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Post by NURSE JOY on Jul 1, 2018 23:55:25 GMT -5
[attr="class","joy2"] [attr="class","joy1"] [attr="class","joyless"]Auburn hues began to glance off towards the shift of movement towards her side. Taking a look at the staggering, large Garydos that allowed the small little girl to hoist herself along its head, she began to slowly think. Lounging an arm along her lithe waist and placing a thumb between white teeth, her black brows began to pinch together in thought. Gaze lifting towards the self professed professor with a smile as she pointed towards the woman. “Excellent idea! If we use our Pokémon to travel towards the temple the time should be shortened considerably.” She began to explain, even if Noelani may not have been trying to express that idea but merely found a logical idea to work with. Stepping forward she pulled out Chansey’s pokéball to return her to it in a flash of light, turning to have her own fingers try scaling the large Gyarados without any thought of really asking. After all, Noelani’s inquiring was pretty much an invitation. “Mount your Pokémon, we’re headed for the temple. We gotta beat that storm coming.” She exclaimed, pointing towards the direction of the temple and then thumbing to the storm just behind them. Even tho there was no guarantee that time was the same as it usually would be from the rumours she had heard, she wasn’t going to be taking any chances. “Anyone got a problem with that?”returned chansey tried to climb Gyarados pretty much told everyone to mount a Pokémon and get a move on
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Post by Frederick Ferdinand on Jul 2, 2018 9:35:07 GMT -5
Well this group certainly had plenty of personalities.The ranger would have to take a moment address each individual in turn or else risk communications breaking down into a jumbled mess. First he turned to noelani palm and Azad , the two who seemed to be the most knowledgeable about their predicament. Though Frederick had to put just a bit more weight into Azads words on the matter, considering he was well aware of the man's abilities and credentials. He felt much more comfortable relying on his words than the woman even if he realized that she was clearly quite intelligent in her own right. "The way I see it there are two strong possibilities. Either we have a short amount of time to complete our objective, or something is wrong. Which could mean that we'll need to complete this objective in order to escape."The dark skinned ranger looked over his shoulder toward the temple in the distance, the bizarre nightmare from the previous night racing through his mind on repeat. "There's someone or something in that temple that brought us here to help them. We have to be ready for anything." A hand reached into the pocket of his silky black pajama pants as he turned back to the group, toying with the spheres in his pocket as he examined the group. They were all starting to stir now, which allowed him to get a better look at who all was here. His eyes lingered on ALEXANDER LOWELL for a moment, who he would offer a warm smile and a small nod to. The man was quiet yet didn't appear to have a timidness about him. Perhaps he was just lazy? Thoughts were interrupted as the familiar crude voice of Zombie reached his ears, his smile growing with excitement as he turned toward the scarred criminal. A hand gestured toward the thug, his eyes narrowing slightly as they move to meet his. "Everyone, I would like you to meet Zombie. A wanted criminal who I highly advise against turning your back to." He allowed his hand moved to slide into the suspenders that were no longer there, resulting in it simply falling to his side. "And it's Ranger Do-Little now. Though I would prefer if everyone else referred to me as Frederick."Brows rose slightly as the pale woman in the most unfortunate outfits for the situation. As stunning as it was, it was also just a bit...distracting. Yet the woman carried herself with confidence, giving commands as if she were in full uniform and brandishing a badge. ”Well put Ms. Joy. I suggest that you all allow me to take point on this expedition.” His hand slipped out of his pocket with two pokeballs in it’s grasp, which he would release for the crowd to see. The first was a chipper yanmega, who upon seeing noelani palm ’s gyarados would immediately fly up toward it’s face for a friendly and excited hello. The second was a surprisingly lazy looking monferno, who in a burst of acrobatic energy would scale his trainer and leap from his shoulders, grabbing onto the yanmega’s tail and climbing up to rest and seemingly fall asleep on his back. ”As a ranger I have training for these sorts of situations. And I assure you my team is up for the challenge.” He shot a glance to Azad as he gave his pocket containing his one remaining teammate a soft pat. Surely the co-founder would know who his remaining pokemon was that allowed him to say that with such confidence. With a sharp whistle Race would be pulled away from Gyarados and swoop down to rest on the ground in front of his trainer. Frederick wasted no time in mounting the pokemon, his legs straddling the bug’s neck. ”Is everyone ready?”tl;dr- suggested his top two theories and suggested which both suggest they should hurry to finished their objective, thinks that whatever was calling for help in his dream is in the temple, notices ALEXANDER LOWELL , calls out Zombie for being criminal scum, notices NURSE JOY and agrees with her plan, releases Curry (Monferno) and Race (Yanmega) and suggests they allow him to take point and mounts up
634 WORDS @event Let's mosey THANK YOU MALIA TATE FROM ADOXOGRAPHY
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Post by noelani palm on Jul 2, 2018 10:30:50 GMT -5
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Post by Azad on Jul 2, 2018 10:50:44 GMT -5
| DO YOU REMEMBER? LOOK AT ME AND ALL THE THINGS WE SAID WE'D BE. WE BEAT THE HOUNDS, WE PUSHED THE ODDS. WE'D TAKE IT ALL - WE HAD THE CAUSE. WITH YEARS TO BURN AND YEARS TO TRASH, LIVIN' LIFE BASED ON FLASH. BUT SOMEHOW REACHING FOR THE STARS, I THINK WE WENT A BIT TOO FAR.
"Kreiss your up."
Zombie would go largely ignored by the man only offering a brief glance to scarred individual curious as to what led the man's body to its current form. Azad for a moment pitied the man until he opened his mouth and just as quickly any attention Zombie once had from Azad was now focused once again on the youngest of the group {Mirai Soleil }. "I wouldn't get involved with him." was all the professor would say on the matter before the latest comer a woman in an extremely distracting nightgown would speak taking charge. Azad attempted to listen but the fact that the woman herself was quite the beauty already it was a bit hard to focus, that and the fact the man didn't exactly know where to look as she gave the commands. Upon NURSE JOY 's the mention of strength his ears would perk up slightly having already figured he would be take the rear guard making sure no one was lost or picked off along the way. It only made sense. The only other person Azad could trust in terms of power was Frederick, palm seemed to have grown considerably, but the woman's sporadic nature despite her intelligence was a large cause of concern for the silver-haired professor.
In an attempt not to stare at Joy Azad's eyes would fall on the latest newcomer a curly black haired man who had yet to speak up. {ALEXANDER LOWELL } "You fell asleep in your glasses. I often do the same. You look prepared. I'm a little jealous." He'd offer the man a smile making sure to keep him included in the conversation as well. Everyone here had a voice until they lost that privilege. Azad had no plans to lose anyone on this sudden expedition whether he personally cared for them or not. They would survive this.....whatever 'this was.
Noelani was the first to move the show forward offering her Gyrados as a mode of transport for the team. Azad would call back his dusclops into her pokeball his focus on both the scizor and the dragonair. "Kreiss your up. Nero stay out of sight but within range of the squad. I doubt we'll be a quiet group and your faster than anything we'll be riding. Be ready to attack at a moments notice. Swords Dance." And with that the steel type would fall into a stance of sorts it's blades doubling in sharpness as it waited for the team to get a move on. I'm strong. I'll take the rear guard. He'd call to Joy eyes dancing around her person refusing to stare directly at the woman. You're in control of the middle caravan. Please make sure it doesn't move too far ahead from us. We'll be at your tail, but... Just please stay in sight." Palm at the helm was worrying, but Joy was a responsible older woman or at least she'd come off as such. With that he'd turn to Frederick quickly piecing together the man's glance as he'd only released two pokemon. The third if you knew the ranger would be a dead giveaway, but for a group of strangers served as a devastating secret weapon.
Azad would then shoot a pointed look Zombie the man's history now in the open. "Kreiss if you would." The dragonair would slide across the bank to the trainer lowering its head so Azad and whoever else needed a ride could get on. He'd particularly look at ALEXANDER LOWELL nodding the man on if he wanted to join, before turning back to Mirai Soleil . "The middle caravan is going to be safest so i'd recommend you ride with the two ladies. If you want to ride with me or if you have your own feel free."
"If everyone is settled let's set out. Oh, and my name is Azad."
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Yanmega (Flying low) (Frederick) || Gyrados (Hovering) (Palm/ Joy / ?/ ?) || Dragonair (Flying low) (Azad/ ? /?)
people who haven't gotten on a pokemon yet. Mirai Soleil , ALEXANDER LOWELL , Zombie
Azad ignores Zombie Azad warns Mirai Soleil to stay away from Zombie Azad can barely focus on NURSE JOY 's words choosing to distract himself with ALEXANDER LOWELL Azad offers a brief greeting to ALEXANDER LOWELL inviting him to join the conversation Azad calls dusclops back to her pokeball/ Tells scizor to use swordsdance and stay out of sight but within range. (Scizor is at 2x Strength) Azad watches Gyrados hover forward, and while he's shaky about the plan and his trust in the trainer, he agrees since the elder's think it's a good idea. Azad offers Kreiss to be ridden as well, (Room for 2 passengers not including himself) Azad offers to be the rear guard as he's strong. Azad asks NURSE JOY to be careful and essentially not to dust the rear team noting that her link of the 'train' is most important. it's apparent he's worried Azad notes Frederick Ferdinand 's glance understanding what it meant. Azad notes Zombie 's past and gives the man a pointed look Azad offers ALEXANDER LOWELL a ride Azad cautions Mirai Soleil to ride on gyrados, but also offers dragonair if she wants Azad introduces himself to the party before offering they head out after people are settled/ if people are settled.
Azad Status: Stressed out, unsure of the plan, but willing to work with it. Dragonair: 39, Dusclops 37, Scizor 36
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Post by Zombie on Jul 2, 2018 12:48:52 GMT -5
[attr="class","nfbase"] [attr="class","nftop"] [attr="class","nficon"] [attr="class","nfboxbase"] like a wasted zombie i stumble [attr="class","nfbox"] "uwaaaaah, scary~" zombie teased raising his arms just a tad. he waved toward NURSE JOY, indicating that he understood her sharp tongue had been target toward him; whereas, for the infamously retired officer-turned-ranger, zombie would allow Frederick Ferdinand to take the floor of his personal introduction. a mere side grin never faltering as he listened to the man introduce zombie as a wanted criminal. a mere shrug at the individual, zombie wouldn't testify against the word of Frederick Ferdinand. many people were naive in this world. especially when it came to another's opinion about an individual. this was nothing short of new to zombie, if one looks like a monster they must be one after all--though, it's not as if frederick were entirely wrong. cerulean hues watched as Azad's dragonair surface before him. smiling at the creature, cerulean gemstones couldn't deny the ride from such an alluring creature. "i can't resist the offer. why not," placing himself upon the forefront of dragonair's back. zombie decided to take mount upon the dragon-type. "oh, right." he'd look toward Azad, "thank's for the list, pervy-san." zombie stated waving idly toward azad, a nonchalant expression found upon his face. leadership wasn't his thing. if there was anything he hated most were those who wanted to play leader. it was tiring work, and people would never stop coming to you for advice. so, for now, he merely chose to sit and watch from afar. playing the good little criminal and nothing else. had anything, or if anything, were to happen. there was a high chance of blame faltering upon the most suspicious of all. and zombie didn't want to have to deal with annoyances accordingly. though, he wasn't going to sit idly by without making some form of fun. "oh, my pokemon are nothing special compared to you all. so i'll just tag-along." zombie sheepishly smiled with glee. [attr="class","sumcreds"]KOJIHIME [Googlefont=Montserrat|Noto Sans|Ubuntu] [newclass=.nfbase]width:320px;[/newclass] [newclass=.nftop]padding:10px;border-top:#2e2e2e 5px solid;background:#cc0099;[/newclass] [newclass=.nficon]width:105px;height:105px;padding:3px;border-left:#fafafa 4px solid;border-top:#fafafa 4px solid;border-right:#2e2e2e 4px solid;border-bottom:#2e2e2e 4px solid;background:#cc6699;[/newclass] [newclass=.nfboxbase]background:#2e2e2e;padding:5px;border-bottom:#cc0099 5px solid[/newclass] [newclass=.nfbox]color:#fcfcfc;text-align:justify;font-family:calibri;font-size:10px;margin:30px 45px;[/newclass] [newclass=.nfbox b]color:#ff66cc;font:bold 11px arial;[/newclass] [newclass=.nfbox a]font-family:montserrat;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#fff!important;[/newclass] [newclass=.nfnotes]height:0px;width:320px;font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:7px;text-align:justify;color:#ffffff;background-color:#2e2e2e;overflow:hidden;transition:500ms;-webkit-transition:500ms;-moz-transition:500ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.nfnotes b]color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.nfnotes a]font-family:century gothic;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#fff!important[/newclass] [newclass=.nfbase:hover .nfnotes]height:60px;transition:500ms;-webkit-transition:500ms;-moz-transition:500ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.sumcreds]font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:6pt;color:#000000;text-transform:uppercase;margin-bottom:-150px;[/newclass]
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