[attr="class","Vgentemptitle"]event 001. first floor

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Finally reality seemed to set in for the few stragglers who couldn't find it in them to stay in line. The room smelt of charcoal, the body burnt so crisply that the scent of flesh hadn't remained, but even that dusty smokey smell wasn't pleasant. Flare would simply chalk the side effect up as a cost of disobedience, one that they'd all have to pay. The first to speak up after the execution was someone the admin hadn't even seen yet. A finely dressed young blond haired boy (CHARMANT ÉVREUX ) stepped up not to oppose the admin, but to help him and while he wouldn't battle the boy wished to commentate the battle, and even offered to clean the smoldering corpse now. "Ah 'atta boy. See this is what I'm talkin' about. This 'ere is a kid that knows what's happenin' you others could learn from the lad."[break][break]

He'd let the boy pass a scarlet eye turning to watch the child work his way to the corpse, "be careful now kiddo it might still be a lil' toasty." He'd nod a grunt on to watch the youth before turning his attention back to the green and silver-haired kids eyes first falling on the now seething dark-skinned boy. (Chancelor McQueen ) Flare had come to know and love only for the man to remain silent. Just as the admin was ready to call the man up surprisingly the green-haired woman who'd been passively obstinate before would take the reins of the situation offering herself for battle surprising the admin a more than fair amount. Listening the girl speak the man's grin grew wider responding to her offer with nothing short of glee. "Well i'll be lass, I was gonna give ya' a pass this time 'round, but hey if ya offerin' Good on ya mate."[break][break]

And with that the woman would call out the Meowth variant he'd caught a glimpse of earlier the trainer now squaring up against the silver-haired boy while her pokemon seemed more uneasy about the affair. Still, for some reason or another the rebellious silver-haired rogue still refused a fight this time on account of his lacking pokemon. "Well ain't you a dumb bloke comin' to a pokemon event without even bringing ya own pokemon. Guess all the muscle didn't do much for ya noggin eh?" He'd walk up to the man placing a hand on (Chancelor McQueen 's) shoulder as if he were the man's friend. "Lucky for you I just happened to catch myself a spare, feel free to keep him. Not of much use to me after all." The man would retrieve the virus ball that held his latest capture, releasing the gastly from the device. (Mirai Soleil ) "From this point you're under this fine young man's control. Now off ya go." Whether the gastly was pleased or displeased by its latest switch in ownership Flare couldn't and really didn't care to tell, but the pokemon would obey, that much was certain. Following the transfer of ownership make a quick note about the scene to later report concerning the device that'd managed to capture the already owned pokemon. With Gastly on the fighter's side and Meowth on the professor's there should have been nothing holding the group back now.[break][break]

Annoyingly, there was still one other chestnut-haired pain to take care of before the show could continue. (@alciedes) He wouldn't interrupt the boy's second passionate simply making his way to the youth. There was no longer annoyance, or anger in the man's eyes, it wasn't even derision that moved the admin forward at this point. "C'mon now kiddo we all heard you the first time." he'd place a hand on the boy's chin fingers grazing the youth's skin. "Look at yourself kiddo. There's nothin' left to protect, but yourself. Everything that you're fightin' for... Is already mine. I don't really want much else other than to have a good time, and all I need you to do now, is behave. He'd tap the boy's cheek delivering a soft slap playing with the kid. "If you behaved earlier the little fella woulda lived. I wasn't askin much then and i'm not askin much now. So just take it easy enjoy the show, else i'ma be forced to take somethin' else away, and it doesn't have to be like that, get me tiger?" He'd lean in closer whispering in the young coordinator's ear now. "Here's a secret for ya, the reason why everyone else isn't moving, the reason why they're playin' along. It's cause they realize it's the best possible option right now. It doesn't matter what you say now, 'cause i'm stronger than you. And here 'power' is the only thing that matters, doesn't matter how you get it. Cause power is power, and it's somethin' you seem to be lackin kiddo." With that he'd step back keeping the boy suspended in the psychic still allowing him to bellow and cry out if he wished. The boy was beaten and there was no reason to hurt him. If anything the man would send a signal to his grunt in charge of the sound system to turn off the kid's mic.[break][break]

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Now tired scarlet eyes floated to the woman standing on the table. He'd forgotten how irritating and energetic kids were and at this point the man was debating if the battle was even worth it. Every time he tried to peacefully get his fight some other idiot wanted to speak their piece or just disrupt. Honestly what the fuck. This time it seemed to be one of his own. Thankfully, she didn't want to stop the battle no she simply wanted to make more space, which he supposed was fair. The admin glanced at his two chosen battlers lazily for a moment as if to say. "You fucker's want more space, or nah?" Before shrugging it off Flare really didn't give half a shit either way, but hey if the people wanted more space least he could do was give em that much. He'd give a short nod to two grunts patrolling the floor to follow the girls orders moving a few more tables aside only for the strawberry haired grunt to reveal a hidden guest. (Mirai Soleil ) One he had no doubt was some other troublemaker.[break][break]

The man listened to the loud grunt for a moment more only to tune her out when something odd began to happen. A mild slam from above had drawn the man's attention for the second. He figured the noise was a sign the second admin had begun his side of the take over on the second floor. "That psycho can't ever do anythin' fuckin' quietly." the admin mumbled taking a seat beside his hostage now once again focusing on his very vocal grunt and her latest find (Mirai Soleil ). "Just send 'er up 'ere, for a quick pow-wow. At this point the man simply seemed to tired to deal with the overzealous grunt. In response to the admin's energy of lack there of Quilava would return curling up next to its owner a single red eye watching the crowd now. Feeling a little more merciful the man would even have the psychic pokemon at his side drop @alciedes for the moment at least.
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"What ya want me to hold ya hands, the stage is waitin'." his stare was directed at the two battlers (Chancelor McQueen noelani palm ) who he'd gesture towards the new stage tired of looking at the two for the moment. "Just don't disappoint me." As the admin spoke a much louder boom would travel from upstairs this one shaking the room. "For fuck's sake!" With the sounds from above only getting louder Flare would stand tall a knot growing in his chest. Whatever was going on upstairs didn't sound very controlled and with building shaking like this the man could only imagine what would happen next...
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And just as the possibility struck him so did it manifest.
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"You gotta be shittin' me."[break][break]

From above the floor would fall through revealing a massive aggron it's steel frame set to crush a number of guests as it continued to fall to the floor. Alongside it fell massive pieces of debris, from tables, to flooring, the wood that kept the tower together, other smaller pokemon and even people were admist the falling rubble. For a moment the collapse seemed reminiscent to art everything moving so slowly toward the ground. Flare would respond immediately. "Gardevoir Barrier Jynx Psychic. Move the debris surrounding us." And so the pokemon would begin to work one creating a barrier to protect him and his hostage while the other would move immediate pieces of debris regardless of what or who it was making sure no harm came to the admin or her original trainer all the while the man would let out a full string of expletives the crowd now knew him for.
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As for everyone else's safety well Flare couldn't say.
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CURRENT MISSION FOR FLOOR 1: STAY ALIVE AMIDST THE FALLING DEBRIS I WILL BE POSTING AGAIN IN TWO DAYS PEOPLE WHO HAVEN'T POSTED WILL BE INJURED.

• THE MUSIC HAS STOPPPED:.
• There is no posting order at this time, I will respond after posts from Alceides, Chancellor, and Noelani
• You have a post, Alceides Chancelor McQueen noelani palm Mirai Soleil !
• PLEASE, and this is IMPORTANT, make sure you that if you write more than 200 words. Please put a tl;dr, explaining what happened in your post, I will not be reading everyone's novels I promise you. It will be skimmed, and there's a chance I may miss something important. So tl;dr's are VERY MUCH APPRECIATED.

[attr="class","Vgentemptitle"]event 001. first floor

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"I'm going to beat his ass."[break][break]

This wasn't to the loud coordinator who wouldn't give up. (Alceides ), it wasn't to the silver haired man charging at his barrier. (Chancelor McQueen ), nor was it to any of the other trainers falling into the room from the second floor.
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No, none of these people deserved his true spite. Everyone he'd come across in this building had been an annoyance at best. These kids while their disobedience wasn't appreciated they were generally harmless. They were kids who really just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time, and perhaps they didn't have the situational awareness or the idea of responsibility that they needed to appropriately deal with this situation, (or at least not initially) but they were teenagers. Rebelling was natural, he knew in his own youth he wasn't the easiest kid and more often than not told 'the man' to fuck off, in any form that he appeared. On another day at another time it would have been a shock to find that he'd become the man. But that was a full revelation set for another day. This is all to say these children weren't the cause of his current frustration.
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Flare's frustration came from the massive fucking aggron that'd fallen through the first floor completely crushing any kind of order he'd tried to instill. Flare's frustration came from the dozen of falling trainers and the two dozen pokemon that came with them. But you know what really grinded his gears the most?
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The motherfucker that thought it was okay to send him these problems.
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No, tonight whether it was here or back at base he would beat the fuck out of ALEXANDER LOWELL . and he would make sure everyone in this tower knew about it.
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In fact he was so concerned with beating the fuck out of ALEXANDER LOWELL that he didn't notice the charging silver-haired trainer (Chancelor McQueen ) slam against his barrier pushing himself in until he heard the thump of impact. Even more the man was actually managing to faze into it.
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"99 fuckin' problems today I swea' to christ."
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The man would fall into the barrier swinging his leg in a hybrid jump kick attempting to slam the scarlet-eyed man's head. Despite the power and skill behind the technique the dark-skinned boy wasn't the only one used to a brawl. The virus admin braced himself with a guard using left arm to block the kick to the side of his head, while the right arm braced his left arm. The admin could feel something shift in his arm even before the kick left his block he had no doubt in his mind his arm was sprained at the least broken at the worst. While the kick was a success Flare couldn't help but think the boy didn't really think this all the way through. And so before the dark-skinned martial artist could fall to the ground the admin stepped forward into the boy, "Bad move mate." using his uninjured arm to seize this sassy child by his throat the flaming haired admin with gravity guiding at his beck would use momentum alone to slam the fighter into the ground. By the time the two traded their blows the debris had all landed.
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"Gardevoir, drop barrier switch to psychic." With everything that'd been going on both psychic pokemon were getting more than a little weary, and so this party would have to wrap itself up soon. While Jynx dropped the remaining debris around the admin the silver-haired boy would be locked against the floor now a very familiar blue light seizing the man's body once more. Not so suddenly the boy would find a heavy boot slammed against his solar plexus (belonging to yours truly) Looking down at the youth Flare's features were marked by shadow those scarlet eyes serving as the man's only clear feature. "I respect you kiddo, really I do. 'stead of runnin for safety you came to handle a bloody problem. Really took some guts, so good on ya. On the otha' hand I do not have the time." The man's heel would grind further into the boy's chest as he spoke. "Nor do I have the energy to deal with ya shit, cause if ya hadn't noticed. There a lot goin' the fuck on. Now, I may not be ya pops, but tonight I'm gonna punish you like I am. You're on time-out take a seat in the penalty box."
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And with that the boy would find his body flying across the room into a table beside bosco .
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(Mirai Soleil )While Chancellor was being dealt with another guest using an interesting method of avoiding debris would make her way to the doors to see if the guards seemed willing to move just yet, while the virus grunts at the doors we're bewildered, shocked, and very much shaken by the events at hand when the girl approached attempting to leave the guards would pull their pokeballs hesitantly ready to deal with the girl if needed. their faces marred by their visors two would speak up.
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"No one gets in."[break]
"No one gets out."
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Watching the brave youth fly for a moment Flare's eyes would fall to the fire pokemon locked in a trance with the gastly. The fire type was desperately fighting sleep and with the appearance of the fire types owner the pokemon would succumb. Just as Quilava fell into his nap the admin called the ghost pokemon to it's virus ball before permanently releasing the ghost type from the deranged man's clutches.
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"Ain't got a use for you. Just get outta my sight, use this ball for somethin' fuckin' better."
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He'd then glance down at the finally sleeping quiliva calling out a normal red pokeball. "This is a talk later."
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At this point sizing up the chaos the admin figured it was about time to get the hell out of dodge. There was no doubt in his mind that this tower would be going down in minutes if that and so he'd glance at the room of fallen trainers once again making his way to the unconscious woman still surrounded by his three grunts sending them off to really get the fuck out. He'd call back the Jynx into the virus ball now looking toward the gardevoir that simply watched her new master with disdain.[break][break]

"What? We can't all be heroes." And with that he'd pick the woman up "Upsy daisy, now" it'd take a little bit of work especially with only one usable arm, but with slight help from the gardevior the trainer was able to lift the grand coordinator preparing to make his escape, because honestly fuck all of this. Before the man could flee though suddenly amidst the fires and general chaos that surrounded the floor the monitor would turn on revealing the third floor.
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• THE MUSIC HAS STOPPPED:.
• There is no posting order at this time, I will respond after posts from Alceides, Chancellor, and Noelani
• You have a post, Alceides Chancelor McQueen noelani palm Mirai Soleil !
• PLEASE, and this is IMPORTANT, make sure you that if you write more than 200 words. Please put a tl;dr, explaining what happened in your post, I will not be reading everyone's novels I promise you. It will be skimmed, and there's a chance I may miss something important. So tl;dr's are VERY MUCH APPRECIATED.

[attr="class","Vgentemptitle"]FINAL OBJECTIVE: SURVIVE

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The Madatsubomi Tower known for its constant shaking has begun to collapse. You can see the cracks in the center pillar widen and expand spelling doom for everyone in the tower. The fires from the second floor have expanded into the first and many trainers, people who just happened to be here at the wrong time find themselves trapped in or underneath debris. Paramedics and league responders are on their way, but who's to say they'll make it in time? In the mayhem the typical exits once blocked by virus are open in the team's retreat, but even worse fire and debris have now barred entry. [break][break]


It's getting warm and the clock is ticking, what will you do?[break][break]


Notes: I'll be reading the future posts and every so often I will update the tower events creating and updating a list determining who managed to escape based on their actions. As you all know there are more than a few guests who are knocked out, trapped, or otherwise indisposed so I highly encourage you all to help out your fellow trainers.

[attr="class","Vgentemptitle"]FINAL OBJECTIVE: SURVIVE

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The Madatsubomi Tower known for its constant shaking has begun to collapse. You can see the cracks in the center pillar widen and expand spelling doom for everyone in the tower. The fires from the second floor have expanded into the first and many trainers, people who just happened to be here at the wrong time find themselves trapped in or underneath debris. Paramedics and league responders are on their way, but who's to say they'll make it in time? In the mayhem the typical exits once blocked by virus are open in the team's retreat, but even worse fire and debris have now barred entry. [break][break]

It's getting warm and the clock is ticking, what will you do?[break][break]

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Thanks to the help of many trainers these things have taken place:

• Thanks to Kyle Lee and ASHLEY LEE the first floor is aware of the situation on the third floor, and vice versa.
• Thanks to bosco the center pillar is being temporarily stabilized giving everyone more time.
• Thanks to Frederick Ferdinand Azad Vivian Valestein ASHLEY LEE A hole big enough for four people at a time has been created.
• Thanks to Mirai Soleil the flames leading to the exit have been 'somewhat' suppressed, but if not constantly treated they threaten to rise further.
• Despite Frederick Ferdinand 's attempts the flames affecting the support beams are burning at a faster rate. Marill needs additional support or perhaps it's too late to save the support beams entirely...
• Upon creation of the hole Frederick Ferdinand 's (Yanmega) and Azad 's (metang) have made it to the third floor and can airlift up to 4 people out of the third floor until the next mod post.
• Thanks to Vash Parker the fires have slowed the consumption of the third floor however smoke his risen faster and it's becoming a bit more difficult to the breathe.
  

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Escape List: None

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THE AIR WAS thick with the heat of the flames, the support beams overhead creaking and snapping in threat of collapse. Through everything Noelani found herself standing still, watching in silent calculation as the surrounding chaos steadily grew toward its peak.[break][break]

Kitten's fur stood on end as he lingered atop his trainer's shoulder, his tail weighing low to one side as he finally turned a frustrated glare toward her, dissatisfied with her lack of action. Though she failed to notice the pokémon's leering, her hand moved, seemingly of its own accord, to retrieve a pair of pokéballs from her purse - her gaze finally dropping from the black screens once showcasing the Virus' orchestrator to level with the debris blocking the front door.[break][break]

❝ Make sure he's alright, ❞ was the Meowth's command as she stepped forward, the obscure order easily understood by the cat well enough in tune with its trainer's interests. The silver-coated feline lept down from his place, landing on all fours to sprint toward the table that Chancelor McQueen had crashed into as Noelani hobbled her way carefully down the stage.[break][break]

It was in a brief flash of light that her other pokémon appeared, the bright rays taking shape in the form of a slender dragon and a useless, wriggling fish. Noelani bowed to take the newly summoned Magikarp into her arms, stepping carefully through the fallen timber as she moved toward the door. The fish was still in her arms as its wide, vacant stare flitted about the room, beads of sweat rolling down its scaly face. Dratini, despite being far more physically capable than her partner, seemed equally distressed, soft-skinned brows pinching weakly over her eyes as her gaze passed over the debris before setting her eyes on her trainer.[break][break]

❝ The front doors. We need a vacuum to stop the fire,❞ she explained as she lifted her head, pulling her attention from her carefully placed steps to her destination. ❝ You'll have to try twister. Be careful not to fan the flames.❞[break][break]

With a gentle, rolling cry the serpent-bodied dragon eased forward over the debris, a worried gaze casting to the trainers still trapped underneath as she moved as cautiously as possible to stand within range of her target.[break][break]

In the meantime, it took little more than a few carefully chosen bounds to reach Chancelor McQueen 's body. Kitten prepared to settle himself just beside the fallen trainer, fully intending a rousing pat at his cheek, but his plans were thwarted when the boy sprang up from the table, leaping across the debris like a comic book superhero.  The cat simply stood in his place, paw falling to rest at his side as he watched after the familiar young man, an entirely unamused frown weighing the corners of his mouth.[break][break]

Noelani was quiet in her approach of Flare, positioning herself as near the man as the pokémon still standing guard at his side would allow. ❝ Can Gardevoir help with the escape? ❞ she asked calmly, her eyes set toward the door as Dratini curled her body near the flames lapping at the debris guarding the entrance.[break][break]

The dragon unfurled her tail from its slender form gracefully, the forceful swipe stirring up a cyclone of wind to steal away the oxygen fueling the blaze.[break][break]