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Post by banov on Apr 22, 2006 22:05:04 GMT -5
Well, just to keep us busy I'm gonna run a little rp here. If any of you want to apply for the forum rp, it is currently dead, so send your information to me... For the sake of simplicity I'd like it if everyone retained the same team they have from the main rp. Any evolutions, level-ups, new attacks, etc. will be disregarded when and if rock returns, however. I'll take requests for getting new pokemon, even if they're from another region, and I'll try to get them to you quickly... but I still need to keep things making sense. As for Banov, I'll make him a temporary NPC, I guess. Aaaaaand... we're off!
Location: Mahogany Town It's a beautiful, sunny day in Mahogany Town. The sky is totally clear, and around you in the skyline are the mountains that surround the area. It's chillier than it looks, but not too cold that you'd need a sweatshirt. As everyone looks around, there are many sights to see.
From where you are you can see the Mahogany Gym. There are rumors that the trainer inside is incredibly strong... and that very few have ever gotten his badge. If you're looking for some tough battles, then look no farther than there.
From the sides of the town are routes leading out into different directions; one leads to a cold, freezing cold cave which leads out eventually to the mysterious Blackthorn City, while the other looms towards Ecruteak City, home of the ghost gym leader Morty.
The town is bustling with random people, but one stands out there's a very angry-looking fisherman standing in the north of town. He seems to be yelling at a group of people who are standing around him and listening to his rambling. He sure looks angry...
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Post by The Rose Kirlia on Apr 23, 2006 10:47:26 GMT -5
"...And I thought I was cranky in the morning..."
A female of silken black hair stands away from the crowd, approaching them cautiously, and causally. Her eyes bright of a skyish blue contrasting with her pale as pale can get skin and silvery white streaks of hair. No, she is not aging- in fact, she is quite young. A lady in her prime- eighteen years old- stands with wonder.
A bright sunny day, with the heather blue sky clear, and the air brisk and crisp smelling of mountains. 'How could anyone be grumpy and in a ranting sort of mood with this beautiful day?', she mused, eyes inqusitive, set ahead at the cluster of people.
She moved quite languidly and deliberately slow. Whoever is ranting would probably be there all day. She reached in her pocket of her black jeans to pull out a scrunchie to pull her hair into a pony tail. Then she straightened out her sky blue sweater with white, cerulen, and navy horizontal stripes(lightwieght sweater, not the woolen kind) and continued to current matters: Find out what's going on.
Rei finally got to the very north of town, and asked, "What are you ranting on about and why do you look mad?"
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Post by banov on Apr 23, 2006 11:10:21 GMT -5
The man doesn't hear you over his ranting, but as you stand there you can hear him; "I swear, I saw it with my own two eyes; a big, red gyarados the size of Kanto! The d**n thing's rampaging witha ll the other gyarados and now it's impossible to fish! Some lake that is! It's supposed to be famous for all of the fish in it, bu now I gotta deal with this?! I tell yah, back when I was a kid, when we went to go fish in a famous spot we expected-"
...and so on, and so forth.
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Post by The Rose Kirlia on Apr 23, 2006 11:30:52 GMT -5
'Yep... At the way he's ranting, he's not going anywhere...' She shifted suddenly and mentally slapped herself when after one minute later realized what he'd just said. 'Red Gyarados?! Oh... This is something I have to see for myself...' She looked around to see if there was a way to get by this old man. She knows that the guy probably stand there and block the way to the Lake of Rage, with all his yammering.
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Post by banov on Apr 23, 2006 11:34:29 GMT -5
With some shoving you manage to squeeze through the crowd, and now you're on the route North towards the Lake of Rage. There are some other cranky fisherman wondering around, as well. Ahead you can see the route's path leads to a building, which it sems you may have to go through to continue going north. However, on closer inspection there IS a route around it that goes through some thick woods.
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Post by The Rose Kirlia on Apr 23, 2006 11:39:49 GMT -5
With the crowd done a dealt with, she set her eyes cast ahead. How did a Red Gyarados just up and appear in the Lake of Rage, she wonders, looking at all of the grumpy fishermen. 'Well... I could easily assume that they are grumpy because of the discolored sea serpant.' She shrugged it off, and headed to the building.
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Post by banov on Apr 23, 2006 11:44:59 GMT -5
((I'm assuming you plan to enter the building?))
Upon entrance, you hear a loud gasp, and before you can react a tall man dressed in black has dashed into your path, blocking your way through the thin building.
"Why hello mam, do you plan to go to the Lake? That'll be 500 pokedollars."
Before you can even react he's snatched your money puch/bookbag/whatever you have that contains your money and has begun digging through it, fishing for money.
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Post by The Rose Kirlia on Apr 23, 2006 11:58:35 GMT -5
"Excuse me..." She replied futilely as the man grabbed her personal bag, digging through it.
Rei narrows her eyes, and forms her right hand to a fist with her middle and index fingers out, and thwacked whichever of the men had her messenger bag in the head HARD.
"I'll have you know that is not where I keep my money at at all. AND I DO NOT TOLERATE THE GRABBING AND RANSACKING OF MY PERSONAL BAG!" She pulled out a pokeball from off of her belt and released Skye. The bird has a collar with a small hand bag worn its neck. The lady grabbed whatever was in the handbag, and held it in her hand. 500 pokedollars even. She then returned the bird into her own pokeball.
"You want the money? Give me back my personal bag and get out of my way, or I'll have to resort to acting ugly...You won't like me when I'm ugly..." She spat icily.
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Post by banov on Apr 23, 2006 12:12:22 GMT -5
Heh heh, okay, hears your bag back...
The man in black, grinning stupidly and pretending your slap didn't hurt, gingerly hands you the bag and quickly snatches the money, before dashing back to a counter on the side.
"Now get out of our sight!"
After saying this, another ban in black, his partner whispers quietly into his ear, and he grins at whatever he said and nods. "I was just thinking the same thing..."
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Post by The Rose Kirlia on Apr 23, 2006 12:17:46 GMT -5
Rei sighs, and secures her bag back in place, and ran for it to the other corridor, and through the door leading out. She didn't like the way they where grinning, and obviously didn't want to know why, or what they are thinking. She just wants to get out of there and see the red gyarados that old man was raving about.
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Post by banov on Apr 23, 2006 12:26:31 GMT -5
After a few minutes of hiking uphill, you've reached the lake. It's huge; you can just barely make out the lush green forest on the other end. In the middle of the lake, you can see a small red speck; but from here its impossible to tell if it really is a gyarados or maybe another pokemon, like a giant magikarp. There's no question, however, that there are many other gyarados; all around the lake there are furious looking blue gyarados running around and blasting randomly with dragon rage and hyper beam.
There are many bystanders, but most are keeping their distance due to fear of being hit; they're just here for the view. However, a tall man with red hair and a black cloak is standing right at the edge of the water, and beside him a boy looking to be only a year or two younger than you is also standing and watching the scene, wearing a dark orange jacket, white t-shirt and a red cap.
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Post by The Rose Kirlia on Apr 23, 2006 12:33:45 GMT -5
Rei titled her head at the scene. She just stared striaght ahead, and then glanced around. Just about everyone is afraid of the edge... everyone accept for those two people... She shrugged and approached anyway. She would never have a good view of that red speck from the point she is currently standing at.
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Post by banov on Apr 23, 2006 12:37:44 GMT -5
From where you are now, it's clear that the red speck is no magikarp; but, even from here you can't get a good look. As you stand watching, you can hear the ither two beside you talking amongst each other, nit even taking notice of you;
"Do you think they'll ever stop?" "Not unless we do something to stop it." "And what can we do?" "Well, it's obvious this is no natural event; I think that this is the work of some kind of human machine." "What machine could do this?" "I don't know; I'm just guessing. I haven't seen anyone suspicious or anything though, so there's no way to tell." "Maybe that would have to do with the fact that you just flew here without even stopping in town or on the route to here." "Possibly."
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Post by The Rose Kirlia on Apr 23, 2006 12:42:51 GMT -5
She cleared her throat and said to them, even if they may not even notice her, "So I guess you haven't went through the building where I had to pay these strange men in black 500 pokedollars of my money just to get here. Rude guys they where in snatching my messenger bag and greedily dug through it, only to find out that I didn't store my money there..."
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Post by banov on Apr 23, 2006 12:51:02 GMT -5
Both blinked simultaneously, just noticing your prescense.
"Odd men... in black?" The red-haired man says. "You sound like you know them." The boy responds. "I do; sounds like Team Rocket!" "Is that kind of like team magma?" "Team waht?" "Nevermind, but, do you think its those guys?" "Yes, now that I think of it, it may be them."
The red-haired man turns to you; "Hey, can I trust you with a job?"
NOTE: I'm gonna have to watch my sister for a bit; no more than 20 minutes, hopefully. Hang tight 'till then! ^_^;
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