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Misc => Role Play => Topic started by: SirBlaziken on October 24, 2013, 11:58
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Plot: Basically, you are just coming to the pokemon boarding school (I think we all know what a boarding school is). If you have no idea what a boarding school is, please pm me and I'll tell you. This rp is basically about what happens at the school. Dealing with less pleasant students. Homework *cringes*. School activities and field trips, and the like. Our principal is Arceus, and we have nurse blissey (seems over used, that's why I did). All other staff most likely not be mentioned.
Rules:
I reserve the right to accept the right to accept and take you out due to behavior.
If you are leaving, ask someone to control your character, but, only if you are not withdrawing from it all together.
And, your basic rp rules. If you read this. Put Arceus somewhere in your form.
Form:
Pokemon: (Cannot be over powered, ex: combusken and ivysaur are ok, but not their evolutions. However, final evo's like wigglytuff and beedrill are ok. No legends, no matter how small. If you don't know if it's ok, pm me.)
Nickname: (Not needed, but you can have one. Preferably shorter that your pokemon's name.)
Gender: (Absolutely needed.)
Personality: (2+ lines please.)
Moves: (4 moves max. At least 1 attack move is requested, but not required. Nothing too powerful)
Accessories: (Not required, but let's make them unique. If you want.)
Other: (Anything I miss? It goes here.)
Starter Post: (Basically, how you got here and your first impressions. I do not want an essay. 3 paragraphs max.)
I'll do my form when I have time, and after the next person posts.
One last thing: Generally unpleasant student reserved for Draghost.
Another thing: PM me your movesets. I'll hold on to them in case you forget, subject it Pokemon Academy Move Set.
Reserved Spots:
SiteHaunter (Draghost)
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I haven't RP'd for a while. Let me clear my head and think of a Character then I'll post later today :)
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*bellyflops in*
Pokemon: Audino
Nickname: Andromaque. You can call her anything you want, though she prefers Romaque over any other nickname you can make out of Andromaque.
Gender: Female
Personality: Romaque is very... stylish. She loves to look fancy all the time, caring about her appearances more than her strength. However, she’s also a good at battling, though she’s very careless at that and ends up complaining about her dirty accessories after each battle she’s in.
Moves: Attract, Heal Pulse, DoubleSlap, Secret Power.
Accessories: Based off the Pokemon Musical props in B/W, she holds a Red Parasol. She wears Decorative Ribbons on her head.
Other: arceus... i hope this was okay so far ;w;
Starter Post:
Andromaque was bored.
So far this school seemed... boring, of course. She didn’t know why she was sent here. Was it because she was disobeying whoever she was supposed to obey? The Audino sighed. Her first trainer was nice, even giving her fashionable items from the Prop Case before giving her to another trainer.
But this one was a bit too cruel.
And now she was here, in this school, wanting to just leave. Ugh.
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I have never actually been in a RP before, but I might give this a try. I'll think up stuff later, the half term holidays just started and I have lost motivation to think.
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(Friends, you are awesome, awesome, and more awesome! Remember to pm me movesets, nickname, and pokemon. Espurr, You're in as soon as you pm that stuff to me. Gen 6 pokemon are accepted)
Pokemon: Umbreon
Nickname: Moon
Gender: Male
Personality: Moon is a quiet pokemon who focuses on academics, thus making him few friends. He can battle well enough to survive, but mostly stays on the sidelines. Moon, however, is a great healer, almost as good as nurse blissey. That's how he got there.
Moves: Heal Bell, Wish, Toxic, Foul Play
Accessories: Wears a necklace with the eye of Horus (Egyptian god. Real life) given to his from his trainer. Also wears a fedora, from trainer.
Other: Got noticed for academics, but healing abilities got him into the school on a scholarship. Has an extreme fear of freefalling.
Starter post:
I arrived first, only to be welcomed by Arceus himself. "Welcome. I hope you have a good time here, you were the only one to come here on a scholarship. You will be a great help to Nurse Blissey." it boomed. "I'll do my best." I said.
((This is ooc, // are what my thoughts are in, and you can use // as well for thoughts.))
//Hm.... A nice building. I'm sure Blissey will be glad to meet me.//
"I hear you go by Moon, correct?" asked Arceus. "Yes, although umbreon is ok as well." I responded. Arceus said, "Ok, your room is on the top floor, it is sealed with the strongest possible psychic attacks, so falling isn't an issue. Also, I've made the elevators recognize your amulet, so you can use those to get to the different floors easily." "Thank you" I said.
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Pokemon: Syther
Nickname: Scizau or Sci
Gender: Female
Personality: Scizau is a reserved Pokemon and has the Motto of 'If you pick on me, I will pick on you a lot more' She will often sit at the back of the social group and wait for someone to address her before she speaks. Her quietness means she is able to concentrate a lot more and not get distracted. You will often find her aiming for the top in everything.
Moves: Quick Attack, Wing Attack, Agility, Slash
Accessories: Not really and accessory. But Scizau carries around the Poke Ball that her previous trainer kept her in.
Other: Although she is very shy. Picking a fight with Scizau will 9 time out of 10 land you with Blissey the school nurse.
Starter Post: I arrived at the front gates. A small tear running down my cheek and dropped of my snout, my trainer and I were getting on so well. Having collected 2 Badges we were making our way up to the Elite 4. But one day I was unable to evolve for him. 'A Pokemon that cannot evolve is a Pokemon that I would rather be dead' Was the last words he said to me before he threw me, and my Poke Ball into a passing bush.
Suddenly before I had the chance to collect my thoughts a shadow portrayed itself next to me, from the shape and the magnificence I knew exactly who it was.
'Do not worry young one, there is room for everyone in this school!' Arceus explained.
//What a magical Pokemon// I thought. (Did I do that right?)
'You will find yourself most welcome here, and I'm sure we can find something that you are good at to help out around the place, if you have any problems. Please visit Blissey our school nurse, I've heard she can be quiet the listener. Please enjoy your stay' Arceus Reassured.
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Ok, you're in.
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Pokemon: Kirlia
Nickname: Sana
Gender: Female
Personality: Sana is a quiet, but friendly Pokemon and is generally well behaved around others. This is because she is a total neat freak and has a compulsion to strictly stick to the rules and avoid fights. The only time she does not act like this is when alone or with trusted friends.
Moves: Calm Mind, Magical Leaf, Confusion, Double Team
Accessories: A hat like the female player characters from leaf green/fire red
Other: Carries around a notepad to write down anything of interest to her.
Starter Post: I looked at the front gates with my notepad in hand. The building beyond was bigger than I had expected. I started to note things that I saw down when from behind me I heard "Judging by the notepad you must be Sana." I turned to see Arceus "Oh y-yes sir, but I'm fine just being called Kirlia" I replied, quickly gathering my wits "I think you will be just fine here Sana." Arceus said before moving off to greet other students. I opened my notepad once more as a walked in and write down //Arceus-Principal//.
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Accepted, great job people.
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Species: Scraggy
Name: Zero
Gender: Male
Personality: Zero is usually mild and calm (oh yes, and extremely lazy), but on the battlefield it's a different story, becoming aggressive and also abusing Dragon Dance. He is headstrong and independent, usually able to do things on his own, even if the result is complete trash (which usually happens when doing homework). Beneath the tough exterior however is a guy aching to learn. And underneath that is a total piss taker. Anything under the exterior is hardly ever shown. Like everyone else, Zero has his dark secrets...
Moves: Dragon Dance, Crunch, Drain Punch, Ice Punch
Accessories: A diamond wrist watch inherited in his family for hundreds of years and an amulet studded with the eight badges of Unova that he won along with his trainer.
Other: The scar on his right eye was caused by a battle with... His own trainer. After defeating Champion Alder, Zero launched repeated punches upon his trainer in his sleep and while he was lying there unconscious, stole the amulet off his desk and hasn't seen his trainer since.
Starter Post: I can't believe I shelled out 8,000 bucks on this. This had better be worth it. I stand before the front gates as the deity Arceus himself steps out to greet me. I shake his hand/hoof then introduce myself. "Ah, Zero, I'm glad you could make it here. I hope you will be a valued member of our -" I cut Arceus off before my ears melt. I don't need to listen to a huge goat yapping all day like a Lillipup on a sugar buzz. I step into the school grounds as Arceus shrugs and struts away to greet a few other new students. I glance down at my watch. 8:45am. It's downhill from here.
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Alright. PM me the info. After which, we'll start.
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Shouldn't you leave joining open for a bit longer? I thought Draghost wanted to join... I however, do not. I just thought I'd let you know before you send me more PMs about it. I have too much to do at the moment and I do not need to waste my time here... on an RP.
Please unreserve my spot. I never asked you to reserve it in the first place... :dry:
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Ok.
That was a tad harsh.
Unreserved.
And we are now still joining, for about 2 days, then I'll start. Although, I'll accept joiners.
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Pokemon: Espurr
Name: Despair
Gender: Female
Personality: Despair is cruel and sociopathic, and has been this way ever since the trainer she trusted was killed by another one of his Pokemon. She has hated herself and those around her ever since she wasn't able to avenge her trainer by taking down the one Pokemon who had killed him. That day, she ran away. Now, Despair will never let anyone talk to her, and if someone makes the mistake of trying, she will, without hesitation, begin to squeeze the life out of that Pokemon with her psychic powers. The older students have learned to steer clear of her, and most people will come to realize that she needs to be left alone. Despair seldom talks to other Pokemon; she would do no more than telepathically communicate if she had to. She is also very intelligent.
Moves: Rain Dance, Covet, Psychic, Frustration.
Accessories: A small satchel she wears around her neck, containing a piece of her trainer's flesh as something to remember him by.
Other: The tuft of hair that grows on every Espurr's chest hides a gruesome scar that Despair received when she tried to avenge her trainer.
Starter Post: I was scurrying through the forest and dodging a Beedrill's stingers along the way. My trainer was back there, dead. I left him behind when he needed me most. He was only battling another trainer... and then... that accursed Beedrill he sent out came into the battle intending to kill its own trainer. I can't think right now. The Beedrill is gaining on me. He wants to kill me and I don't know why!
"I will catch you and kill you one day, trainer's pet!" the Beedrill shouted from behind. I looked back, and I saw that my pursuer was nailed to two close trees by his drills. He was stuck for now, and I could run away. I am pathetic. All I can do is run away because I'm not strong enough. I was suddenly hit by a Poison Sting in the back. I stumbled out of the forest.
I collapsed in front of a building that looked prestigious, like a school. My vision was fading. From now on... I could not trust anyone. Comrades no longer existed. They would betray me and ruin my life, like that accursed Beedrill had. There was no one left here in this world for me.
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((Ok, the flesh thing is a little too far. I'll allow it since that's your style. Just pm your moveset, pokemon, and nickname
RP START! Although Joining is still allowed))
I hear something behind me, a pokemon is stumbling out of the bushes. I turn around to see a pokemon fall to the ground. I walk up to it.
//Espurr, female.//
I sniff it. Poison. "Arceus!" I yell. It walked up to me and nodded "Poisoned". I concentrate and focus my healing power. "Heal bell!" I screech. A bell chimed, and I looked again, no poison. "Wish!" A light went up into the air and lands on espurr. "Alright, I've used wish to heal damage and heal bell to stop the poison." I said to Arceus. "Alright, you may go to your room, I'll get this pokemon to Nurse Blissey." I turn around to go into the building.
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Scizau looked over to what was happening in the distant. 'Teacher Pokemon' she thought to herself as she watched the Umbreon healing the Espurr. She turned back around and carried on carving her initials in a nearby tree with her scythes. You would never catch me getting close to a teacher Pokemon like that. She was still angry at her trainer. She knew there was only one person she could trust in this Pokemon world now, and that was herself.
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I look behind me to see an Espurr being nursed to full health. I'm not sure if that's a good move, those things have eyes that could scare Giratina. I sigh and place my amulet in the palm of my hand. Eight badges, and I stole them from the one who trusted me.
Do I regret anything?
Nah, he deserved it for those horrible poffins. Disgusting.
The Espurr looks back at me and it's eyes start boring a hole through me. I think I'll be staying clear of that one.
I see Arceus walking off to greet a few more newcomers. Typical idiots, looking up to an oversized goat. I'll never understand it.
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I see a couple of other pokemon throw their glances my way, but I ignore it. I walk into the building and right to the elevator, immediately, it scans my amulet and opens. I step into it. Nice, normal. It lurches, I jump, frightened. The nervous ride up ends and I run out of the acursed thing. I turn and there's only one room, one bigger than the others. I walk in....
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andromaque }}
I sigh, ignoring the commotion, then walk into the building. It looks a bit... fancy. I must say that I am surprised; surely a school with Pokemon like... like these would be a bit... normal? Or maybe my expectations were too low. Looking ahead, I spot an elevator.
An elevator...? Maybe my expectations were just a bit too low. Just a small bit. I sigh again, this time impatiently, as the elevator lets out a little scan of light. It seems to scan the ribbons hanging from my ears—well, those ribbons look good on me anyways. The elevator opens, and I step in nervously, as if there might be something that could just kill me here.
Once it stops, I step out, looking around. It’s a bit quiet, which is perfect. Very perfect. I heft up the little decorative pouch containing the accessories my first trainer gave me, then walked in quietly, not wanting to disrupt anyone who was possibly in here as well.
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It has a wide window ((Possible book reference. ;))), a desk suited for my stature, a good sized bed, another table, and a small closet. I grin to myself.
5 minutes later, I'm unpacking, my school books are in my closet, as well as my spare fedora. Hey, I must always look my best. I was also allowed to bring a CD player.
//Being on a scholarship has advantages.//
Soon, I have Linkin Park playing Castle of Glass as I unpack books for recreational reading, singing along to it. "I'm just a crack, in this castle of glass...."
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The Beedrill who killed my trainer has me pinned to the ground, stabbing me relentlessly with his drills. Behind him, I see a distant image of the same murderous Beedrill sticking my trainer in the throat and quickly, repeatedly beating him in the stomach with his stinger. The Beedrill raises his right drill high over my head, poised to deliver the final blow and put me out of my misery. His drill flies down.
My eyes snap open. I am sweating and breathing desperately, trying to convince myself that it was only a nightmare. I don't want to live in fear of those terrifying drills, those sophisticated eyes, that stinger dripping with blood and poison. I rise up on a small bed with a teal blanket across from a wooden nightstand. Where am I?! I have to get out of here! I have to escape, now! He'll catch me!
My psychic powers fill the room. I am angry. The psychic concentration in the room presses on a vase and breaks it, in my anger at Beedrill. I shatter a glass Pokeball carving on a desk, because I'm angry at my trainer, for leaving me alone. The ceiling lamp above me bursts into a shower of glass like a water sprinkler, because I am angry at myself for not being strong enough. And finally, the glass of the window breaks on the outside and the inside, because I'm angry at whoever brought me here. And I am especially angry at whoever healed me. You should have just left me to die.
I crouch on the windowsill and leap out of my room, into the outdoors. I scurry away. I have to get out of here. There is no way I will ever get strong enough in a calm place like this. I can't stay. I don't need help from anyone else!
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I'm about to head into the main building as the Espurr from earlier seems to fly (like a brick) into the bushes nearby. I don't need more direct eye contact, so I turn my head away and run to the doors of the elevator. Fancy, but then again this is the kind of stuff I expect, I shelled out a good 8K for this.
The elevator scans the diamond wrist watch on my arm. It let's out a *DING* and the doors open. Chances are after all this is over I'll have to sell this watch just to get that money back. Ugh.
The elevator carries me up to my room. As soon as I open the door, I almost faint in delight. Now THIS is much better than I expected. Fully furnished, window overlooking the yard (oh, there's the Espurr again) and some little sculpture on the desk of a trainer, who looks eerily like my old one. Creepy.
I start to unpack. Laptop, Mock the Week book, tablet PC, notepad and everything else I don't have a very high chance of even having to use.
The eyes of the trainer sculpture seem to be following me around the room as I move. This is actually getting kind of scary. Could be why that Espurr was scurrying away as fast as it could (which isn't really that fast with those tiny legs).
Well, it's the first day here, let's see how this goes.
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//Alright, now everything is unpacked, time to decorate.//
I go through what I have. Posters, posters and more of them. Oh, and a glow in the dark moon, which is not a poster. I go up to my CD player, and switch the CD out to Skillet ((I'll make a lot of real world references in this rp. You can as well, if we get it.)).
30 minutes later....
My room is all finished, well, except my last piece. I take out a picture frame, already containing a picture, and put it on my desk. The picture is of my parents, an umbreon and an espeon, and the three trainers that we belong to.
I look out the window and that espurr is running from the school. Urgh. Oh well, now time to meet Blissey. I click the player off, and walk, nervously, to the elevator.
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As I see the Espurr run away from the school I think.
//Is this place that bad?//
I start noting down the other Pokemon I see as I head towards the elevator doors. When I get there the elevator scans the symbol on my hat and opens. I get in and it starts moving up. It stops at my floor, quite close to my room, I get out and look at the elevator and note. //Elevator very automated - I don't trust it.//
I open the door to my room and look around, I sigh in relief as I notice it is clean. I start to unpack starting with my laptop, then my study books and writing equipment and finally my own private book which I put behind the other books on the shelf. I then write in my notepad //My room - Satisfactory.//
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The elevator lurches. I breathe in and out to avoid panicking. It stops and I breathe a sigh of relief. I walk out and walk the hallways until I find the Nurse's Office. I walking.
"You must be Moon, glad to meet you!" said Blissey, smiling like this: :D
"Yes, I understand that I'll be doing this as well as school work?"
"That's right. Now, I need a bit of help here." she says, motions to a servine.
I walk over, sniff, paralysis. No damage, must have been a thunder wave.
"Paralyzed, no damage, likely thunder wave or stun spore. I've got this." I respond. I use heal bell, and servine gets up.
"Great job, however, that was an easy one. Harder cases will come. It was nice meeting you." said Blissey.
"Ok, I'll be off." I said, walking out.
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[[just a heads up, i might bring in another character soon. uvu]]
andromaque }}
At a time like this, the most likely thing to do was to go out and make friends.
But I... feel like I don’t want to. These Pokemon are not the same, social Pokemon I meet before participating in Pokemon Musicals. No, these were very different Pokemon. The thought of some of them makes me shudder, but I guess meeting them really was the only thing to do. Then I would know which ones would possibly kill me and which ones wouldn’t.
Opening the little pouch I was carrying, I notice that it not only contained accessories, but another pouch. I open that as well, and inside were berries—berries that I just love eating. There’s a little note in the midst of these berries. I start reading the note.
I tear up just a little bit. It was a note from my first trainer. I never got to open this pouch when I was given to my second one, since that trainer never let me participate in musicals and just forced me to battle.
Forcing the note back into the berry pouch, I sigh. “No use tearing up here, Andromaque—it will only get others to think you’re weak,” I say to myself, before heading to the elevator.
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((I wouldn't recommend it, although I may allow it. Maybe do one character a post, or have it in different colors?))
I walk out and decide to tour the first floor. Well, there's the cafeteria, right near the Nurse's office. There are some classrooms, like pokemon history, berry growing, and battle strategizing. A wide array.
I go to the elevator, that I've finally gotten used to, and go to floor 2.
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I walk up to the entrance door. As I push them open they let out a mighty squeak. Walking up to the elevator I was relieved that another Pokemon was using it as I had no means to control it. I press the button for number 3. The floor that I would supposedly inhabit. //oh brilliant// i thought. I'm gifted with sharing the elevator with that poxy teachers Pokemon I had seen earlier. 'Hi' I'm Scizau' I said in my sarcastic polite tone. I'd offer you to shake my Scythe. 'But I dont want to damage your cute little paws' I said childishly. 'I suppose I'll see you around' I informed as the elevator beeped on my floor and I stepped out onto floor 3.
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I switch on the iPod I bought, kick off my shoes and jump onto the bed. Ouch. Bad move, this thing has the same confortableness as a loo lid. I'll enjoy sleeping on that.
I put on my iPod headphones and amble out of my room, walking slower now thanks to my aching backside. "Since I'm new here, I may as well have a look round" I think to myself. My legs disagree with my brain, but I still decide to explore the building, despite my utter laziness.
I head through the doors of the elevator again and push the button to floor 2. At floor 3, the elevator grinds to a halt and the doors open. Typical. I ordered a one-way trip, I'm in a hurry here.
A Helioptile scurries in. It has an exhausted look on its face, as if it's running away from something. It clutches onto my leg and refuses to let go. The little guy is white as a sheet. I think it had a run in with the Gastly I saw earlier.
The elevator doors close and it starts going down again. Three seconds later it stops on its tracks and me and Helioptile suddenly fall over. The damn thing has stopped! This is why I don't go out of my home often.
5 minutes later, the lift hasn't budged. Who designed this thing? It's pathetic.
A dark orb suddenly passes through the wall and into the elevator and passes out the other side. "HOLY HELL!" I scream. Now I can see why this Helioptile was hiding, I have a type advantage and that still scared the &%$# out of me.
Another orb passes through the wall, going in the same direction as the last one, seemingly running after it. It goes through the same other wall. Suddenly I hear screaming, pleading and then the sound of a slap. The second orb comes back through wall, satisfied. Weird.
The elevator starts moving again. The Helioptile is still shuddering. I don't blame him. That was some scary stuff.
The elevator stops at floor 2 and I get out. I am greeted by absolute paradise. This doesn't look like a school, this thing's so fancy it looks more like a MUSEUM.
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I'm startled by the sound of screams coming from the floor below. Shrugging it off I continue to find my room. Ahh 312 just the place. I push the door open only to find the room had a distinctive old smell to it. Throwing myself onto the bed I roll over and look out the window. Oh brilliant. There's more Pokemon than I expected here. I can tell I'm not going to be left alone. I suppose If I'm here for a while I might as well make an effort with someone. Someone not pathetic. Someone strong. That can look after themselves like I can.
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I walk by another elevator and shudder, just as a helioptile and scraggy get out. The helioptile looks as white as the glow-in-the-dark moon in my room now.
I walk up to it, ignoring the scraggy, and ask "What happened in there?"
It responds, "Watch out for ghastly in there. From now on, I'm taking the stairs."
"Good to know, now, I have a type advantage, so I'll accompany you to your destination. Not calling you weak, though. So, where are you going?"
"1st floor, although, I needed out of there." said helioptile
"Alright, I know another one I think without those ghastly. Let's go." I said.
We walk to the elevator, and I walk up to it. The scanner reads my amulet, and we walk in. A minute later, the electric pokemon departs, and I ride back up to the second floor.
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I look around me. Sculptures, statues, paintings, trophies and even a skylight. For a school, this is actually a lot better than I expected. The place has a break room for the STUDENTS during free periods.
And oh my Arceus it has a vending machine with Cheetos. My life is now complete.
I guess I kind of feel bad now for shoving Arceus out of my way earlier. Sure, he's an overweight Gogoat, but he is the principal of one fancy place. I forget all about the Gastly thing and start thinking if I should apologize to Arceus for being an ass.
Nah, everyone would think of me as a wuss if I did that. I have a reputation to maintain here. And having the life scared out of me by a damn Gastly doesn't help.
I open the door to the break room and my jaw drops. It has a pool table, table tennis and so much more (and of course, vending machiiiine!). This place is like paradise, except I have to...
Learn. Just the thought of learning sucks the happiness out of me in an instant. Ugh. I think maybe all this was just to give the school a good impression, to distract us of the fact that we actually have to put effort in. And the fact that it cost 8,000 big ones. But hopefully all that cash hasn't gone down the drain. This place is awesome, except for having to put effort in.
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The second floor has a lot of nice things. Vice Principal Alakazam's office was there, with a suggestion box. This is the note I put in:
Gastly are infesting one of the elevators on this floor.
- Moon (Umbreon)
I walk back to the other end of the hall and I then see a door labeled, Break Room. "Why not?" I say walking in.
There's a pool table, table tennis, a vending machine, an air hockey table, and a few couches.
I walk up to the vending machine. This thing has pop-tarts. "Well, I didn't eat breakfast." I said, putting in a dollar. Click. Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough, my favorite. I open the pack and bite. I feel my strength returning.
I see a scraggy, motion to the pool table, and ask "Fancy a game?"
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I look behind me to see who said that. I look down to my feet and see an Umbreon. He must've been the one who said it.
"May as well" I say. I'll never understand how a Pokemon with four legs and no arms can play pool, I'll be honest. Then again, I only have three fingers and I've never played, so I doubt I'll be much better at it.
I make the "One second" sign and put the money in the vending machine. Cha-chunk. A Cheetos bag drops down. I kind of doubt having Cheeto powder on my fingers will help me play pool, but these things are like heaven. No regrets.
I head back to the pool table. Like I said, I've never played before. Hopefully he hasn't either.
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((Made an edit))
"Lucky that the vending machine was here." I said, racking the balls up ((No jokes.)). Scraggy didn't know that I've played before, and can do pretty well.
I use my head to flip my hat, which holds a small pool cue. I jump up and catch the fedora on my head, land, then extend it to full length. It is designed like my skin, black with yellow rings, and made customly for me, since I have no arms. Thankfully, I can use 2 of my legs a bit like arms, so all is well.
"You can go first." I say, taking a bite out of my poptarts.
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I gulp and cuss under my breath. I've never played before, like I said, so I wasn't exactly looking forward to going first. I take an orange and yellow striped cue from the wall and place the cue into position. I think I have the perfect shot, but instead the Cheeto powder makes my hands slip, knocking the white ball way off target. I pray it will still pot at least one ball.
My wish comes true. Sadly, the ball that got potted was the black one. I facepalm (putting orange powder all over my face. Oops.) and act like that didn't happen. Not exactly the best pool game ever. Then again, I haven't played any in the first place.
I take a four-leaved clover I found a couple days ago out of my pants. Hardly a good luck charm. I throw it on the floor and step on it. Useless.
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"Alright, I'll go first instead." I say, reracking. I line up my shot, nothing of note. "Your move." I say going to the other vending machine, putting in a small coin, and getting a tomato and leppa berry juice.
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I cuss under my breath once more. That shot may not have been as impressive as what I've seen on TV, but compared with my terrible attempt it was godlike. I line up my shot as well, making sure my three fingers don't slip this time to screw it up.
Clack. Well, this shot was better than my last one at least. Nothing too amazing. In fact, anything but that.
I look at the crushed four-leafed clover on the floor. Thanks for nothing.
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((Scraggy has 3 fingers?))
"Well, you've lasted longer than last time." I respond, jokingly. "I'll take solids, you take stripes." I see the confused look on his face and say, "That means, you try to knock all of the striped balls into the pockets, then the black one, while I try to knock in the solid colored ones, then the black one." I say, taking a sip of juice.
I line up my shot. BAM. Hits a stripe ball, which knocks a solid into the pocket. "I go again. You can right after you make one of yours in." I shoot again, and miss. "Your move."
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((If you search for it on google images, you'll see. It's pretty hard to see how many fingers it has by looking at the sprite obviously))
I pretend that I know what the Distortion World he just said, but to be honest I was too busy eating. I line up my shot. Clack! Total miss. It hits a solid ball and knocks it into the pocket, then bounces back and knocks a striped one in. I assume I did something well and make a smug expression. I'm pathetic, I know. But no regrets.
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"I'm assuming you meant to do that. Oh well. Go again." I say, finishing my poptarts.
I go back to my juice. Pretty strong flavor, I love it.
I decide to sit on the couch until my turn comes.
I take in everything that has happened today.
//Arrival, the espurr, the elevators, my room decor, Nurse Blissey, the ghosts in the elevator and this place. A lot has happened today, and it's not even 10 A.M.//
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I was scurrying on my four paws deeper into the woods, until something stung my forehead and pushed me back. I was thrown onto the ground, bleeding and dizzy. Poison Sting.
"You didn't get away for a second, you meek, helpless kitten," the Beedrill in front of me said condescendingly. He caught me. I was about to lift my ears and release a Psychic attack, but Beedrill quickly nailed them down to my head and sealed off my full power. I didn't stand a chance against him; he was my trainer's second-strongest Pokemon.
I scurried as fast as I could out of the woods, and I made it to a flagpole near the front of the school. I gripped it with my psychic hold and climbed up to escape my pursuer. I quickly reached the top, and I had nowhere else to run.
"You won't get away so easily!" Beedrill shouted. With amazing skill he tied me tightly to the pole with String Shot and continued building a cocoon over me. I peered through a gap in the string, and I saw the mythical Pokemon Arceus nearby. Beedrill was ready to fit the cocoon with Poison Sting needles and kill me until he saw the legendary Pokemon himself.
"That is-... ...you got lucky this time, trainer's pet. There's that damn Arceus who would surely step in and save you, since he's the god that watches over pathetic worms like you. Until next time," Beedrill cursed and fled. I felt sick but relieved.
The psychic concentration in the cocoon grew heavy. I caused it to burst open. I controlled a loose string with my weakened Psychic powers and untangled it from the cocoon, leading it to the wall of the school building. I rode the solid string like a zip line and flew through the broken window, landing back in my room.
//I'm not safe anywhere I go. How could I let somebody else arrive just in time and save me from being killed? I told myself I would have rather died!//
I was sweating and panting heavily. I was still bleeding. My vision grew blurry, and my face was turning blue. I coughed out poison. //Damn// I thought before I passed out on the bed.
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Well, I guess I did something right. Horray, Zero!
I put the cue in position again. I feel confident after my last shot, and my confidence gets the better of me. I close my eyes when shooting due to my overwhelming idiocy. Clever move. Not.
The ball flies way away from where it was meant to go and knocks a solid ball into the pocket. Nuts. Way to screw that up.
I go to sit down for my shot when I hear screams outside. It sounds like that creepy Espurr again. Looking through a window, I see the Espurr zooming down a String Shot zip line. I'm not sure what the hell happened, but I know making eye contact won't be a good idea.
I sit down and take out the bag of Cheetos. Not helping my control of the cue but I regret nothing.
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Ding! "Will Moon please report to the nurse's station. You are needed." Ding!
"Well, we'll finish later, gotta run." I say running out the door and down the stairs. I burst through the door, "Alright, here. What is it?" I say, panting.
"Well, it's this espurr-" Blissey starts, but I cut her off there to say, "I know, got this situation when I first got here. Guess it happened again. Where are the berries?"
Blissey motions to a shelf, I walk over, grab a pecha and an oran berry. Then walk back over to the cat. I try to make it eat the berries, but it was fainted. "Dammit! Sorry, excuse my language. I need to find a revival herb." I said, walking back over. 1 left. I grab it and run back over. I mash it into powder, jar espurr's mouth open and dump it in. Then mash up the berries quickly, then dump them in. I help her chew and swallow.
"Alright, I know you could have handled it, but I couldn't resist." I said, "Ok, I think she just needs time and rest. I did the basics, but there may be more that I may not know, you should do that so I don't mess up."
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I breathe a sigh of relief. The best the outcome of that match could've been was ending early, there was no way I was gonna win.
I get a Pepsi from a vending machine and head back up to my room. The elevator scans the amulet I wear around my neck and makes a *ding!* noise. The doors open and I press the button. I've made sure not to go in the ghost-infested one this time.
I open the door to my room and switch on the light. I take out my iPod and start playing Time of Dying by Three Days Grace. Alternative rock, I salute your awesomeness.
I can't help but dance, and the music just makes my body instinctively flail around in a terrible attempt at doing anything worthy of a talent show.
I don't even notice that I've left the door open, and a Wartortle sees me twist and gyrate and starts laughing like mad. I stop flailing around and notice him there.
Awkward eye contact is awkward. I slam the door. Oops.
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I leave the room and take the elevator to floor 3. Mostly just classes:
Type Advantages
Status Moves
Math (( :tongue2: ))
Science (( :tongue2: ))
Logic
Split second thinking
//Well that was a let down.//
Ding! "Everyone to the auditorium, time for the opening ceremonies!" Ding!
I shrug and get back into the elevator.
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The announcement of the opening ceremony booms through the tannoy system. I switch off the music and get into the lift. I arrive outside the auditorium, and this auditorium is HUGE.
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I take a seat near the front.
The auditorium is gigantic. I can't help but to stare in awe of it. It's so, clean, fancy. What is Arceus hiding?
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I take the last remaining seat, which is next to that Wartortle from earlier. I feel as awkward as a Seviper in a Zangoose horde battle.
Arceus taps the microphone to test it. Why does he need one of those? His voice is loud enough to blow a hole in a battleship.
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I had fallen asleep and was woken up by the announcement. I rushed out to the elevator and let it scan my hat and rushed in.
When I got to the auditorium, which despite its size was packed with no seats left so I just stood by the door waiting to write things down in my notepad.
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Arceus was testing his voice as a kirlia walked in, looking for a seat. Seeing none, she walked away, to the back. I stand up and walk towards her and say, "You can have my seat near the front if you'd like."
I didn't mind standing, anyways, it's the right thing to do.
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I woke up from another nightmare about Beedrill. This time, I didn't wake up sweating. I was rested and very well healed.
Now that I was sure Beedrill knew where I was, I had almost nowhere to run. I decided to leave my room. The announcement told me where to start. I hoped that my time wouldn't be wasted. I'm resting here, nothing more.
I approached an elevator, which proceeded to run a grainy light over the satchel that hung from my neck. The doors parted and I entered. A ball of darkness stuck itself out of the elevator wall. Annoyed at seeing it, I used Psychic to pull the Gastly's body into staticky chunks. The ball of darkness receded back into the wall.
I reached a lower floor and walked quietly and reluctantly into a noisy auditorium. If Beedrill could chase me this far, I would melt into the crowd.
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I glance over my shoulder and see that espurr walk in.
//Hm..... This is...odd. What is going on with that psychic cat?//
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I had nowhere to go, nowhere to run. I couldn't go outside without getting killed. Where else could I go? Where was a place where Beedrill didn't have the opportunity to catch me alone? I came here. I stood by the door, keeping my guard up, so that if my pursuer would follow me here, I could ambush him. He could walk in any second, since he has seen me here. I looked over the end of the wall, and I saw Beedrill floating just outside the large window in the hallway. He rapped the glass with his stinger. Fear rose inside of me, and I felt like it would tear me apart. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them again. The Beedrill I thought I saw outside the window was only a Pidgey. I was relieved inside. //I'm... hallucinating// I thought.
Meanwhile...
"So that's where she is. Inside that building. I saw her running out and that was when I ran into her," a Beedrill wondered, resting on the branch of a tree near the side of the Pokemon Academy. "I can kill her there. But with Arceus inside, I need a plan."
((I'm planning to do a form for Beedrill, next post or so.))
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((Ok, but that's your other character))
Tap! Tap! Tap!
I hear something hit the window, it's a pidgey. However, the espurr seems worried, like it's out to get her. I walk over and tap her on the shoulder. "Are you ok?" I ask, worried, as if something will happen.
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((Not next post, I lied. It's just late now and I'm lazy... :tongue2: ))
I am taking deep breaths and calming down. Then a paw taps me on the shoulder. I look into the face of an Umbreon. It says, "Are you ok?"
//I hope you know the answer to that question. I was doing fine until you approached me// I thought, disgusted, but still taking deep breaths.
I stare through the Umbreon with my lifeless eyes, which are purple as if they are filled with Beedrill's poison. I want to crush and kill the Umbreon to get him out of the way, but he's a Dark-type Pokemon, and my Psychic powers will not work on him. I turn back to the window, looking hopelessly at it. Soon, my Psychic powers are choking the Pidgey to death. Its wings stop beating, and it falls to the ground, dead.
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"Ok then, I see you're doing fine." I say rather sarcastically, knowing that I was not liked. I look at the pidgey and frown. I try wish, but it's dead, odd....
//This is a dark one. I'll steer clear of her.//
I look into those purple, cruel eyes. I feel a tingle.
//Psychic energy.//
Just then Arceus announces, "It's time to start!"
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((I thought you gave up your seat for Sana :tongue2: ))
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((No answer, anyways, it was starting. I'll make an edit.))
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I wake up. Look at the clock next to my bedside. 'What!' I scream, I've been asleep for 2 days solid. I'm sure in this lifeless school I have not missed much. I lift myself off the bed and proceed to the door. I open it and look into the hall. Deserted.
I proceed to the elevator and press the button for the button to go down. 'Ding' it sounds as I step in. Press the ground floor button as the doors close, there's a slight judder as it slowly screeches down. I reach the bottom floor and step out. But something didn't feel right. It felt like I was being watched. Regardless I proceed out the entrance doors that I had entered a few days prior.
The grounds outside were as deserted as the halls and corridors inside. I flutter my wings as I elevate off the ground and begin to fly through the sky above the school. No one in sight. Confused I fly lower when something caught my eye on the ground below. Decreasing my altitude I notice that it is a Pidgey. laying on its back with its poor claws in the air. Flying lower to investigate I notice that the Pidgey is dead motionless on the floor. Folding my Scythes to create a scoop I scoop it into them. Looking up I notice that the window looks into the auditorium from my side and by the looks of it, it's packed with all the students. Making my way inside I rush through all the corridors. My wings flapping and my feet an inch off the floor to make me go faster. I fly faster than I can walk. I arrive at the double doors and push them open with all my weight and speed.
'Arceus!' I shout.
'There is a murderer amongst us' I continue.
The whole auditorium goes quiet and I soon become the center off attention. //What a great way to make friends// I though to myself.
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'There is a murderer amongst us' I continue.
I heard this as a scyther burst into the auditorium.
"Interesting, announcing a murder. That's one way to make yourself known." I say darkly. "However, how do you know it was someone in here? It may have been a wild pokemon, or illness that ended this pokemon's life."
"An interesting point, Moon. Now, the staff figure this out afterwords, for now, let's settle down. Like I was saying, in each of your rooms, there is a parcel, it is not for you, but another student. You do not know who it is, although the room number is marked on it. You are to deliver the parcel to that room. However, the pokemon has to be there, if not, you must wait. This exercise is to get to know each other. I know the point is corny, but it's a great way to become acquainted with each other. Alright, you are all dismissed!" says Arceus.
((PM your room numbers to me, I'll notify you if someone has taken it. Then, I'll assign you your destination for the parcel.))
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Pokemon: Beedrill
Name: Wielder
Gender: Male
Personality: Wielder seems very nice and kind to all the Pokemon at the Academy. But in reality, he is a deceptive killer who takes advantage of others to get what he wants. Inside, he is self-centered and demands recognition. Wielder killed his trainer because he was paying more attention to Despair than to him, the second-strongest Pokemon on the trainer's team. Despair only received more of their trainer's attention because she was the most recently caught and as a result the weakest of the team, and the trainer saw that she needed to get stronger to catch up. But the Beedrill couldn't understand this, and because of an inferiority complex, he vowed he would hunt down and kill Despair ever since she fled that day...
Moves: String Shot, Harden, Agility, Poison Sting.
Accessories: While posing as a student, Wielder wears his old, hollow Kakuna shell like a backpack, whose straps are made of String Shot. The long crack on the shell, which was made when he broke free and evolved, is the opening that allows him to store things inside. The crack is usually zipped up with a solid String Shot. In the Kakuna pack, Wielder keeps a jar of poisonous honey and a large leaf that he grew off of as a Weedle, a remedial herb. He also keeps the Scope Lens that he stole from his trainer's bag after he killed him. The Beedrill wears a King's Rock like a crown on his head; it's the item that his trainer gave him to hold. It gives the Beedrill an impressive, regal appearance.
Other: Wielder's stinger is faintly tipped with blood. There is a small cut that he got on his face when he attacked Despair. As the Espurr's blood was flying through the air, she used her Psychic powers to thin out the drops of blood into sharp, red needles. One of these was able to cut Beedrill on the face. Wielder is an excellent strategist and a formidable battler despite having 3 status moves. There is a special combination that the Beedrill uses with these moves.
Starter Post:
Ah, a school building. So that's where she's run off to, that Espurr. I emerge from the woods and look up at the flagpole where I tied down that Espurr. The cocoon has been split open, and a String Shot has been pulled and drawn to the front wall of the building, leading straight to a smashed window. Perfect. I already know where that damn trainer's pet is. If I leave her alive, she'll leave a trail.
I can't take advantage of this. I came here posing as a student for a reason. I know I can catch Despair alone somehow, but undoubtedly, I need a plan. I pull my Kakuna shell higher onto my shoulders. I'll get acquainted with the building's occupants later. But for now, I'll carry out my plan.
I turn to the flagpole and string the connecting rope with a volley of Poison Sting needles. The stiff String Shot grows heavy with the poison and sinks down in the middle. Now, the helpless little Espurr can't escape from her window as quickly, and at the same time, there's enough rope left to mark the room she flew into. I hover through the gate, wanting to kill the only person in the world that the Espurr can rely on - herself.
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((Alright, It's good. Just don't go overboard when you rp with either. Also, rooms 281, 312, 394, 417, 418, and 207 are taken. disturbed espurr, we need yours.))
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((Alright, It's good. Just don't go overboard when you rp with either. Also, rooms 312, 394, 417, 418, and 207 are taken. Cody and disturbed espurr, we need yours.))
((For the love of the holy heavens please don't give me Draghost's Espurr's room number, I don't want to make eye contact with it again.))
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((Ok. So, I've confirmed the rooms. I'll give the other users each other's rooms))
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I familiarise myself with the rules. A parcel to deliver to a random Pokemon's door. Seems a bit cheesy, and I just pray that I won't get that Espurr's room. I get into the elevator again after it scans my amulet. The door opens at floor 3, and I get out to find my own room to get the parcel.
I open the door to see a taped up box on my desk. I look at the label on it. Room #418. That's only on the floor above me, I don't have too far to go. I lift the package up, almost collapsing under the weight. Holy Arceus this thing is to heavy it nearly snapped my arm out of the socket! Thank Arceus there isn't far to go, or else I'd be dead before I even got there!
I lift the package up again, sluggishly waddling out of the room trying to stand up straight. I make my way over to the elevator at a speed of minus ten miles an hour. The elevator doors open, and the lift slowly makes its way up to floor 4. I dump the package on the elevator floor and try and get some life into my dead arms again. I can't lift this thing any more, so when the elevator doors open on floor 4 I shove it instead of carry it. It'll take longer but at least I won't be in the nurse's office at the end of it.
20 minutes later I manage to shove the parcel in front of room #418. I use the last ounce of my energy to raise my hand and knock on the door. I hope this is worth it for all the bother it's worth.
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I step into my room. I double check to make sure everything is where I left it. Can't be too sure who's snooping around.
Place very neatly on my desk is a box as informed by Arceus a few moments before. Moving closer with caution I inspect the number clearly printed on the side. 417. 'Oh for Arceus Sake' I though, 'Why not someone on my floor?'
I scoop the box up and carry it to the door. Struggling with it in my Scytjes as I attempt to open the door. Pressing the up button as I arrive at the elevator. Wait for the 'Ding' as before and enter.
I pace up and down the corridor before I stumble across the door I was looking for. 417 In small writing. With a small tap of my Scythe I await the occupant.
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((Wait, just realized something. 2 people could have gotten that same # to deliver to. Ok, scraggy was 418, scyther got 417, I got 312, Despair got 394, and beedrill got 207. Draghost's characters disregard the rules and just put it outside the door.))
I get up to my room pretty quickly and go to my desk. The parcel is marked for 312. I try to lift it, hmm.... very heavy. Then.... Knock after soft knock.
//I wonder if everyone had a heavy package?//
I walk up to the door and open it, only to find a scraggy, panting. "This is odd. So, after this mess, want to go back to our game?" I ask.
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I gasp for breath. Carrying a parcel with only three fingers isn't exactly easy. The door opens in front of me and I see the Umbreon earlier (the one that kicked my ass at pool).
Do I want to continue the game? "May... as well..." I say, having to stop every two seconds to catch my breath. Okay, I'm not a Psychic type, but I can predict the future... I'm going to lose. Oh well, it gets me back in the break room (Vending machiiinne ~!) anyway.
Trying not to collapse, I ask "Right, we'll continue the game after all this. This parcel was to go to this room. Now for all the energy I've lost, do you want to see what's inside it? I don't know what the heck could be that heavy."
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"Ok, well, if you think getting your parcel here was hard, I have no arms! So, this will not be easy for me either." I use my head to push it into the room. I bite off the ribbon and to push off the top.
Inside it contains:
1 Dread Plate
5 Tomato Berries
5 Leppa Berries
"Huh, a power boosting item for my old attacking move, and berries to restore PP as well as to eat. This was nice. Weird that I just eat tomato berries, huh? Now, I have to push my parcel to..." I check the parcel. "312." I nudge the box forward.
//Wow Arceus, whatever's in here is heavy.//
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My pathetic whelp of a trainer has sent me into battle. This means nothing. Although I'd always wanted to be thrown into battle, I no longer care. My trainer's "pet" that he loves so much, his worthless, newly caught Espurr, has been fighting all his battles, and I'm no longer excited or at the very least interested in getting any of my own. By now, I already expect every coming battle to be taken by that Espurr, so I have nothing to look forward to. So why would I ever fight this battle for my trainer right now? My trainer is a traitor.
His opponent is a short little kid with his plump and laggard Oddish. Gah! Why do I have to fight these weaklings when the real enemy is the one who threw me into this battle, the one who stands behind me?! My trainer, who has chosen a weakling Espurr called Despair over me! I hate him, that trainer of mine, and I'd even kill him if I could, that is, if I weren't trapped inside a Pokeball and bound to obey him. If I try to turn and attack my trainer right now, he can take me out of the air by easily sending me back into my Pokeball. No matter what, he has the advantage right now.
But this is my chance to break away from that trainer I hate so very much for giving up on me. This is my chance to teach him that he should acknowledge my power and allow every trainer he fights to acknowledge it too. What better way for him to acknowledge my power than to face it himself? I can manipulate the opponent's attacks so that at some point in this battle the chance to turn on my trainer will come to me.
First, the opposing Oddish. I flush a large amount of poison into my stinger from the rest of my body. //I can kill with this//
A Poison Sting flies out from my stinger, not as a straight needle, but as a needle with powerful spin. To slow the flying Poison Sting, the Oddish tosses a Stun Spore from its leaves into the needle's path. But the Poison Sting's immense spinning force blows a hole through the cloud of dirty, golden dust. Desperately, the Oddish sticks a thick ball of Acid out of its mouth to try and catch the Poison Sting.
The Acid attack that Oddish is holding on to barely catches the needle. But inside, the Poison Sting continues to spin. The Oddish swings its Acid attack off its mouth, aiming for me. The cloud of Stun Spore slows down the Acid so that it can barely keep up with the rapidly spinning Poison Sting needle trapped inside it. In addition, the Acid sucks all the poison out of the needle, reducing the needle's weight. So the Poison Sting rips through the slowed Acid attack and flies at me with a string of Stun Spore trailing behind.
I move out of the way. My trainer has been standing behind me, holding my Pokeball in his hand. The Poison Sting nails the Pokeball in the center. It's over.
The Poison Sting needle is covered in a bit of residue from Oddish's Acid attack. The Acid melts the Pokeball's chamber. The tail of Stun Spore that followed the Poison Sting as it flew through the air has finally caught up. Paralysis crawls on the still needle and reaches the Pokeball. Sparks begin to bounce all over the outside of the ball. Its mechanism is disabled.
I've done it! I've destroyed the Pokeball that has forced me to obey my trainer ever since that Espurr showed up.
"The Pokeball!" my trainer gasps. Slowly, I turn my head and look him in the eyes with morbid pleasure. I dart forward and stab him quickly in the stomach with my stinger, and I proceed to pound him over and over in the same place. I press on my trainer's neck with my two drills, turning it slowly, waiting for that snap. I swing my rear back and thrust it forward into his stomach one last time. My stinger pierces his body. "Wielder... why?" my trainer croaks before he collapses.
I think back to the day I changed my life for the better, the day I slayed my greatest enemy. My trainer. It was a a brilliant strategy, how I manipulated the opponent's attacks so that the Poison Sting could go where I wanted it to go.
There's a knock on my door, the Room #417. Getting the door out of the way, I see that there's a Scyther standing there with a package in her scythes. "Well, I've been expecting something like this. I'll gladly take this off your hands," I say kindly.
Before the Scyther can leave, I place my drill on her shoulder and say, "Wait. You look fairly strong. Meet me outside, near the flagpole, for a battle. Whenever you feel comfortable."
//Maybe you'll be of use to me//
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I finally get it out of the door and see a scyther. I walk up and ask her ((don't ask how I know the genders)), "Are you in 312? If so, this is yours."
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((From now on, Despair is in blue. Beedrill is in red.))
//The room I was carried to when I first found myself here is numbered 207//
I make it to my room and bury the doorknob in my hand. I look around the hallway on both sides. When I notice a flash of yellow and black, I know that Beedrill is charging at me from the side with his drills outstretched, prepared to joust. I don't care how he found me so quickly. I need to throw the Beedrill out of my way.
I slam the flying Beedrill in the stomach with a wave of Psychic energy, blasting him five steps back. I dig into the insect's neck with another wave of Psychic energy, slowly uprooting his head.
"Get away from me, you freak!" the Beedrill screams. When he sees that I won't stop, he pleads, "P-Please... I-I'm in a hurry. I want to deliver this package quickly!"
"You killed my trainer, you worthless insect," I say with morbid pleasure in my eyes.
"What are you talking about?!" Beedrill shouts. He breaks free from my hold, turns back, and starts to fly away back down the hallway. "If I can't take the elevator because of this freak of an Espurr, I'll just have to fly back and use the stairs to deliver this package and get it over with," he mutters. There is a door that opens to the stairway at the end of the hallway.
Beedrill has reached the end of that side of the hallway where he was coming from before. I send a Psychic wave after him. The invisible force catches him by the neck and sweeps him into the window at the very end of the hallway. Beedrill flies through the glass. I come over and look down to the ground below the building. The Beedrill lies flat on the grass, bleeding. His wing doesn't even twitch. His neck is broken.
Only then do I realize that whomever I've killed, he isn't the Beedrill I'm looking for. This one... was just an ordinary student. I was so fixated on getting revenge that I didn't care if this was my villain or not. Killing this Beedrill pleased me because I knew I couldn't kill the real thing, and fighting this one made me feel like I had the power. It made me want to pretend that I was really overcoming my worst nightmare. It was all a cowardly pleasure.
I don't care that this Beedrill is dead. It doesn't matter. It is his fault for becoming a Beedrill. His fault for being born. Everyone dies eventually. But this raises one question: If I'm able to kill this student, how is Wielder so much more powerful?
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((All I can say to that is thank Arceus for my Psychic immunity.))
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((Ah, so you're awake at this hour))
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((Actually Draghost, beedrill does deliver your gift. Anyways, I'm going to be gone for about 2 weeks, I ask A Wild Scraggy to control me until the point we both decided on. Then, I'll come in when the internet is up.))
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I hand over the package 'I will be delighted to meet you by the flagpole'. I said.
As I walk down the corridor I am stopped by an Umbreon who insist I take my box off his hands. I open it. 'Oh my! A metal coat' I said in an astonished tone.
Continuing to the flag pole I sit on the soft warm grass and await the Beedrill's presense. Looming at my Metal Coat. 'Oh I just want to use it' I said.
I think what Beedrill had in his box. I think what he wants with me. I just wish he would hurry the suspense was killing me.
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((Actually Draghost, beedrill does deliver your gift. Anyways, I'm going to be gone for about 2 weeks, I ask A Wild Scraggy to control me until the point we both decided on. Then, I'll come in when the internet is up.))
((My dear apprentice... It's not like there's only one Beedrill in the building. There can be more than one student who's a Beedrill, just the one that Despair ran into wasn't Wielder. The different Beedrill was delivering somewhere else, Wielder was delivering to 207.))
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The box I got from Scyther gives off a jingling sound. I retreat into my room and close the door. I stab the parcel with my drill and rip it open.
//9 Poison Barbs, 1 Sticky Barb//
//Well, this is quite a lavish gift. More assassination tools.//
I suck away the String Shot sealing my Kakuna pack and dump the contents of the package inside. I reseal the shell with a new String Shot.
//Now it's about time to meet that Scyther outside...//
I burst into the hallway and break through its large window. The glass crumbles off me like pieces of a Butterfree's wing. Not a scratch.
I hover down to the flagpole and notice that Scyther waiting on the grass. I see the Metal Coat set on her scythe.
"You know, when I first saw you, I already had a feeling that you'd be getting a Metal Coat out of your package," I comment. "Now," I say, throwing my drill out and pointing at her, "I challenge you to a duel."
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I stand up. Clutching the box in my Scythes. Dropping in to the ground the Metal Coat rolls out and stops little short of my foot. Raising it slightly I slowly place it onto the Metal Coat to create the suspense. As my foot comes into contact the whole area is filled with a bright white light.
The Beedrill is blinded as the metamorphosis takes place.
My Schythes begin first as they narrow closer to my wrists and form claws. Then my body begins to darken and change to red. I grow slightly bigger and look out at the startled Beedrill as my evolution is nearly complete.
I raise my claws into the air and cross them over each other to form an X. Then as I bring them down to a battle stance the light is dispersed at an alarming rate as I am left there. Making eye contact with the Beedrill
'Usually I am not a violent Pokemon, but Beedrill. Today, today is a new day, and today I accept the duel.' I explain as I clamp my claws shut with almighty force in an intimidating manner.
'I'm Keen to try out my new claws.' I inform.
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"Ah, evolution. Truly beautiful, my Scizor friend. It seems that you've gotten just a little bigger. But no matter. I'm surprised only because I expected you to see how much damage you could inflict on me as a Scyther, and keep the Metal Coat as a last resort. But unfortunately, that is also what a coward would suggest..." I reply.
My wings speed up and grind the air between them into a heavy, never-ending ringing sound. I put forth my drills, one of them drawn back like a hand on a bowstring and the other out in front. "You picked the right time to evolve, as my only apparent attacking move is Poison Sting," I start to say, "but I shall warn you, Steel-type, that the attack can really 'get under your skin.'"
//She may underestimate me now that I've told her that I have only one attacking move. And she'll lower her guard, perhaps. It's happened before. Other Pokemon I've faced ended up dead that way.//
Beginning our duel, I appear behind the Scizor and tie her tightly with String Shot from the chest to the waist. The String Shot tightens and pulls open a gap in the exoskeleton between her shoulders and torso. The flesh beneath the exoskeleton shows for an instant. I stab the flesh with Poison Sting between each shoulder.
I am aware that the steel rejects any Poison-type attack. But if I can get past that, there is a chance for Poison Sting.
I swing the Scizor out of the way by the string. I fly after her with my drills. "You're keen to try out your new claws," I say.
//This is a duel. I shouldn't wait for the opponent to attack. For me, it is quite a friendly match.//
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((Let me know if it looks like I'm powerplaying. I try not to, but making consecutive strikes moves the story along rather, in my opinion, instead of worrying too much about powerplaying that we'll be too afraid to even strike each other. :yeswink: ))
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I am flung forward with an almighty force. Granted I was not ready for such a quick reaction from the Beedrill. Homing my senses I begin to concentrate. I too begin to beat my wings in an attempt to slow me down. 'I must concentrate' I think to myself.
A group of Pokemon quickly gather to form a circle around us. The pressure to win builds in. I do not wish to hurt this Pokemon but he was the instigator of this duel so he must pay for what he has started.
Concentrating on his moves I am ready for what he throws at me. Knowing his Poison stick will have little effect on my front if he were to get behind me it would be the end of the duel. 'I must keep the Beedrill infront of me at all costs' I think again.
I eye up the two front stingers that the Beedrill has . Such powerful weapons. I need to immobilize them somehow. I build up the speed in my wings so that they are at the full speed as I suddenly dark to the left flank as fast as I could. Turning sharply I move the blurry figure of the Beedrill from the vision in the side of my head so that it is facing my directly in front. I must be about 15 Metres away from the Beedrill as I begin to move in with lightning speed.
Zig Zagging across the grass in order to put the Beedrill off my target. Leaping up I fly through the air and grab the front stingers as hard as I could inside my claws. I in-bed my feet solidly into the ground to give sturdiness as I slowly squeeze the stingers in-between my claws as hard as I could.
'Yes, I am wanting to try out my claws, how are they doing?' I say as I try and make the Beedrill whimper in pain. 'It is said that my new pincers, which contain steel I hasten to add, can crush any hard object I get a hold of into little bits. Shall we test this theory, or do you want to give in?' I ask.
//Again, I don't think that this should be powerplay. I am up to stop whenever you wish//
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I walk into the corridor when I hear crashing and drilling sounds from the floor above me. Well, I have nothing better to do so I jump into the elevator and up I arise.
As soon as I walk out of the elevator I look out of a window and see a Scizor and Beedril in mid-battle next too the flagpole outside. They don't seem to have noticed me watching from above, so I take out a fold-up deck chair, a box of popcorn, a video camera and a laptop with the Upload page on YouTube showing. It's amazing how much can be fit in these pants.
When all else fails, watch a good fight. Boredom quenched.
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"What a strange way to ask that question. Leaving the decision to be crushed up to your opponent, as if you already have him at your mercy... Ah, well. I'll just have to remind you that my drills aren't my only weapon," I reply.
I spin a String Shot into the Scizor's face and block her sight. I stretch my stinger up to my body and wind a protective layer of String Shot around it.
//The Scizor is hesitating. If you threaten to crush me, it's nothing but an empty threat if you've lost the opportunity to do it.//
The Scizor keeps her grip firm despite her lack of sight. I use her pincers as a pivot as I swing over my head, come back around, and smack the Scizor in the chin with my reinforced stinger. The stinger throws her off me into the air.
"They say that one string of web is stronger than a string of steel," I tell her.
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I stand there for a moment. Thinking what to do next. Then removing the String shot from my eyes I look at the Beedrill.
"Enough!" I shout
"There is no need for us to battle each other, We both know there is going to be no winner. We're both as strong as each other, just in different ways. There must be a reason as to why you have brought me out here, spit it out. Tell me what you want with me' I say.
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"Calm yourself. This fight isn't about strength or skills. There is no elaborate scheme here, and there's no deep answer to your question. You looked strong, nothing else," I say quietly but firmly. I turn my back. "Every person has his or her own best way to get to know someone," I explain. "Or, rather, every person finds a suitable way to approach that someone according to first impressions. I fought you because you looked like the kind of Pokemon that would get to know someone best in the heat of battle. I am that kind of Pokemon myself."
I hover away into the air and stop next to the glass window. I turn around to face the Scizor, as the intimidating buzz of my presence makes the standing shards of glass flake off the window's frame and fall to the ground. "That was a nice duel we had. I'm sure your trainer would have been proud..." I tell her before retreating into the building through the broken window.
//So, that there is Scizor. I'll gain the trust of each one of you and turn you against Despair if she gives me more of a hard time. But I can handle her myself for now.//
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I look out the window on the deck chair only to see the battle has ended. Dammit, I needed SOME way to kill time! I fold the chair up and stuff everything back into my pants. "Well, I may as well head back down to the break room now the parcel has been delivered, I have nothing else to do." I say to myself, stepping into the polished elevators and pushing the button for floor 1.
I step out of the elevator and make my way to the break room. At least I can grab another Cheetos bag. I dig my hand into my packet and pull out a one pound coin, kicking the door to the break room open.
There is next to nobody here. I look around to see the place is almost deserted. "Everyone must be still delivering the parcels" I say to myself again. I don't really know why I speak to myself. It could be because I miss my...
...trainer.
The thought sends a shiver down my spine. Okay, I feel a BIIIIIT guilty about what I did to the guy, but he could've at least brushed up on his poffin cooking skills. Then again, since that little "incident" happened I have been pretty lonely. My trainer had another Pokemon and me and that guy were the best of friends. His name was Zachary the...
I glance over to the table tennis table and see a Pancham hitting the ball out of a window, trying to hit Pidgeys.
Zachary the Pancham. Surely it can't be him? Then again, neither of us were a big fan of Flying types. Why else would we convince our trainer to give us a TM for Ice Punch?
The Pancham notices me in the other side of the room, and suddenly he jumps in shock and runs towards me.
Yep, it's him.
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I leave the Beedrill student that I killed to rot in a pile of broken glass just outside the building. I turn the door to Room #207 forcefully out of the way with a wave of Psychic energy. On my bed, there is a package lying on its side. It's tied down so tightly with wire that the box looks almost round. 394, it's written.
Resting here comes at a cost. I'll have to do what my host says if I want to stay here. So I have to run an errand, to deliver a package. Then I'll lock myself in my room and plan out my next move. I can't stay at this wretched school forever.
My window. It's been repaired. But the String Shot I drew out from the flagpole is still clinging to it. But... it's hanging. I notice. The string is jammed with needles, Poison Sting. He's here.
Room #394. I leave the package at the door. I carried it all the way effortlessly, levitating it in the air. It's no longer my concern.
I concentrate a large Psychic force below me and push a round platform out of the floor, lowering it down to the floor below as I stand on it.
I reach the door to Room #207. A Charmander passes by me, and I sense the chill that runs down his spine and the drop of sweat that slips down his face. His flame is burning low. I enter my room, and as the door flies into its frame, the gust of air blows the Charmander's flame back to its normal size. The Pokemon sighs in relief.
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The Pancham charges towards me like a fox in a wind tunnel, tripping over a couple of table legs on the way. He immediately gets me in a headlock and gives me a noogie. Yep, it's Zachary. And he definitely hasn't changed.
Eventually he let's me out of the headlock to twist my neck back into position. He wasn't deliberately being an ass, that was how we used to greet each other.
Zachary is first to speak. "Zero, I haven't seen ya in years! Where'd you go, pal?"
It's all coming back to me now. The good times I had with my trainer. Helping him defeat Alder, training against wild Pokemon and becoming champion. No, he was the champion there. Not me. If it weren't for him, I'd still be in the wild...
And probably dead.
I left him unconscious after a sneak attack and stole what was dear to him just because I thought it looked good, leaving the rest of the team wondering where I was, and that includes my best friend.
I put the amulet in the palm of my hand, and Zachary immediately snatches it. "What the hell, man?" I shout.
"Dude, our trainer has been searching for this for years! How did you find it?"
"Um... Yeah, found it. That's right, um... Just outside the Castalia City Pokemon center! Heh..."
Zachary gives me an ice cold stare. He isn't as dumb as he looks. "You stole it. Didn't you?"
I grab the amulet out of his hands and put it back around my neck. "Alright, fine! I stole it, are you happy?"
Zachary rolls his eyes. "Dude, you deserted your trainer, the team and most importantly, your best friend. All because you wanted some accessory?"
A tear drops on the Icicle Badge. No, don't cry now Zero. You're strong, you don't to have to -
I burst into tears. Dammit, I hope there aren't any security cameras in here.
Zachary hardly seems affected. He just facepalms, let's out a sigh and says "Dude, I'll be honest. I would've done the same thing."
I can tell he wouldn't, he's just trying to make me feel better. But hey, I'll take what I can get. Especially when I have tears capable of flooding the floor within two minutes.
"Zero, you can keep the amulet. I'll keep your secret. I won't tell anyone else. Alright?"
I rub my left eye. No. I can't stand this guilt. I stole what was dear to my trainer, and my trainer made me feel... Happy. There isn't another word for it. He provided a home when I needed one, he provided food, drink and most importantly, friends.
I put money in and get a Mars bar out of the vending machine. I eat the bar in one bite and then scrawl something onto the wrapper. I go up to the window and use two fingers to whistle, making a Pidgey fly towards me.
I put the amulet around the Pidgey's neck and put the wrapper in it's mouth, as Zachary sees what I wrote. 27 Whitfield Avenue, Nimbasa City. It's my trainers old address. I won't be able to go back to him and give this back, so I'll need some help.
I salute the Pidgey as it flies off in pursuit of my old trainer. Zachary on the other hand, just stands there speechless which his jaw on the ground.
"Dude... You gave up a solid gold amulet and gave it back to the one you deserted."
I shrug. I couldn't cope being in here with that aura of guilt surrounding me.
Zachary pats me on the shoulder. "I'm proud of you buddy. I'm sure our trainer will be too."
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I'm worried about that Scizor. Does she hate me now? I only wanted to gain her trust, to get to know her. No... not to turn her against Despair. I've got it wrong. I need to gain the trust of everyone here to get them out of the way. I have to realize that Despair and I aren't the only ones here.
Despair has always been meek and gentle around her trainer, but merciless to her enemies. To her, others have always been either friends or enemies, and she has never considered taking advantage of anyone else. But that has changed.
By staying here, that coward Despair is using those around her as a disguise. If she were to gain anyone's trust, that would thicken the disguise. That is why I must get to them first. I must gain the trust of everyone in this building so Despair can't turn them against me. So that no one will get in my way or question my actions as I move to kill her.
A package sits on my bed in Room #417. It's wrapped in a cage of tape. What could be in there, I wonder? Well, if I open it, I'll only see assassination tools in there. Those are the only presents I ever get.
Room #207. I rap the door with my right drill three consecutive times. After a fit of knocking, I decide that there's no one in the room. Ah, well. I leave the package at the door.
I pass by the large window in the hallway through Room #207. The String Shot hangs on the flagpole. My eyes follow the path of the String Shot to its other end. //Its other end is the window to Room #207//
Despair's room... 207.
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After successfully cheering me up a bit, Zachary says "Well now youre back, how about a battle like old times?"
I shrug. Me and him battled countless time years ago, and nine times out of ten I would lose and end up in a Pokemon center. Well, after so long not seeing the guy, I guess a battle would cheer me up a bit. I give the okay signal and we head down to the school grounds to begin.
We both get into position. He has defeated me so many times, but I have learned since then. I'm not going to lose to him.
Not this time.
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((I apologize for my absence.))
After the scizor left, I briefly pondered what to do now. I decide to walk downstairs.
I see the flagpole and a beedrill with scizor, they go their separate ways. Then a pancham charges that scraggy I met earlier. I hide in a bush because it my charge me, and I've had bad experiences with fighting types. Scraggy is part dark, so he's cool. I listen in and apparently, the scraggy abandoned his trainer and stole this amulet.
Then, the scraggy bursts into tears, buys a mars bar, eats it, then sends the locket away. The pancham then challenges it to a battle, and scraggy accepts.
I stand by to watch and heal wounds. Out of my hat I pull a battle recorder. //It's amazing what this thing holds.//
I turn it on.
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((Welcome back to the site, welcome back to the RP))
Zachary, being the headstrong (and reckless) panda I always remember, leaps at me and pulls his arm back to then launch a Power - Up Punch. I dodge, and the punch shatters the ground. I hope we don't have to pay for that.
I retaliate with... Um. Flailing around. I'm actually using Dragon Dance but it looks like I'm a squirrel in a wind tunnel. The adrenaline flows through me, and I can feel a kick of energy. Zachary launches another Power - Up Punch at me, but with my increased speed I manage to dodge in time, and the punch makes an impact into the concrete, ripping up parts of it.
Before Zachary can recover I fight back with an Ice Punch, which makes contact and slowly unleashes freezing temperatures, slowly turning Zachary into a walking ice cube.
After my attack ends Zachary is left there inside an enormous block of ice. Suddenly another Power - Up Punch smashes the ice, breaking him free. Another Power - up Punch is then thrown against me.
I almost dodge completely, but the punch still hits me on the arm, dealing insane damage. I know I have a disadvantage but that hurt a LOT more than it should've. I shake off the damage, and Zachary puts his hand out...
...Revealing a Metronome. That is going to be my end if this battle drags on!
Before I can think, yet another Power - Up Punch attack is thrown towards me, this one hitting me in the face which sends me crashing into the ground.
I can feel the blood pouring from the left side of my mouth. I'm surprised I even managed to survive that hit.
Suddenly energy begins to flow through me and my body begins to emit light until I'm eventually just a huge light bulb. A blast of energy causes a few pieces of concrete to be ripped up, one tree to almost fall over and Zachary to be blown backwards.
I can feel my spine increasing in size and the crest beginning to grow on my head. A hood around my neck also forms. Pretty gangsta.
I stand up triumphantly, even though the battle hasn't yet been won. The light fades, revealing a new me. Zero the Scrafty, at your command.
I can see Zachary with fear in his eyes, but with that Metronome one more punch could send me down the crapper.
Who will go down first?
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I look out the window. "Well, those two look like pretty competent battlers. I wonder if I can fight them after they're done with each other. As long as they don't kill each other first..."
//Speaking of kill...//
I approach Room #207. It's typical that Despair could lock herself up in a room and ignore any knocking. But she'll get hungry eventually. At dinner time, I'll poison her meal.
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After leaving the flag pole, walking past the Scraggy and Pancham battling. I enter through the main entrance.
//I don't hate that Beedrill but it would have been nicer to get to know him another way//.
I enter my room and collapse on my bed.
//I really need to get used to these claws more. At least I can pick things up and not have to scoop them//
There is a knock at the door and I ignore it, hoping the visitor goes away. But the knock comes again, this time more persistent. I lift myself up and proceed to the door. Open it and look at the guest. It's Arceus.
'Scy... Oh Scizor now eh?' Well sorry to interrupt but the other Staff members and I are looking for Statements regarding the Pidgey that you found yesterday. Seems you were the one that found it yours is of dire importance. Please in the next hour come see me in my office and explain everything you remember about the situation and most importantly... Why you were outside at the specific time and not in the auditorium...' With that he was gone.
//By the sound of his tone, does he suspect that it was I that did it//
Wiping the thought from my mind I proceed to my bed to lay down and gather my thoughts.
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Before Zachary can recover from shock, I launch a Drain Punch at him, and fear appears in his eyes. It's too late to react by dodging, but he instead blocks the attack with a quickfire Power - Up Punch. I look at the Metronome in his hand again. If another P.U.P. hits me I'm screwed!
Suddenly I change the Drain Punch into an Ice Punch as it slowly freezes his hands, therefore forcing his attack to stop. I somersault backwards, as he tries to shake the ice off his fist. No luck, it's stuck there. He grits his teeth and leaps before me. Without a Super Effective move, he isn't going to be winning this any time soon.
His hand turns blue and a freezing cold aura surrounds it. Another Ice Punch? But this will ruin Metronome's effect! Then again, with the ice surrounding his hand, this could be painful.
I put my arm out and block the attack, suffering little damage. The Ice shatters from his hand and his eyes turn to delight. He launches one more P.U.P at me. I try and dodge, but he quickly reacts, turning to hit me in the stomach.
The punch sends me flying backwards, landing on solid concrete on my back. I can feel a couple of the bones in my spine crack and hear a bone in my arm pop out of the socket slightly.
I scream in pain with a yell loud enough to make Exploud cover his ears. Even without Metronome's effect, I lie on the ground in pain.
Defeated.
SOMEONE GET NURSE BLISSEY!!!
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((No Need))
I turn off the recorder, but not before deleting the video. I put the device back and walk out of the bushes. I inspect the damages.
//Concrete torn up, and scraggy on the ground. I've got this.//
I look down at scraggy, then at the other pokemon. "Battles...." I mutter under my breath. I concentrate my power into a wish, which hits scraggy.
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((Just saying, I evolved during that battle. Doesn't happen in game but screw logic. :-P))
The Umbreon from earlier looks over me. He begins concentrating his power before unleashing an orb of light. The orb of light lands on me, restoring my health. I can feel some of my wounds healing, and the blood pouring from my mouth slowly disappears. Despite having been healed by the move, I can still feel some of the cracked bones in my left arm.
I get up to my feet and see Zachary lying on the ground, seemingly asleep. I'm not surprised, I'm exhausted too after that battle. And from when we were both with my trainer, he was the laziest member of the team.
I limp my way back into the building, putting pressure on my arm with my right hand. I walk up to the elevator which scans me. The elevator doors don't open. I punch the doors in rage. Why won't they let me get to my room?
Then it hits me. The elevator scans the Pokemon for an item that makes them unique from the rest, and my item was my badge - studded amulet. Now that Pidgey is delivering it back to who it belonged to...
"&%$#!!!!!!" I yell at the top of my voice. I dont give half a damn if anyone heard that, I need to get back up to my room! I Drain Punch the door, enraged by my mistake. I know giving that amulet back was the right thing to do, but now that is just kicking me in the ass!
The Drain Punch doesn't leave a scratch on the elevator doors. What the hell are these things MADE of?
Then I make a sudden realization. EVERYTHING I bought here is in that room! I need to get back in there and fast, but without the elevator letting me in, what am I supposed to do?
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((My bad. Everyone must ask me first now before evolution))
I walk back inside and see scrafty struggling with the elevator. I walk into the other one and as the door closes, I say "You know, the stairs are also an option."
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With one palm putting pressure on my right arm, I facepalm with the other hand. I guess it was pretty stupid to think that the elevator was the only way to get upstairs. I was prepared to go outside and climb the freaking wall!
I kick the door to the stairs open, stomping up each one in anger. Ugh, I'm such an idiot sometimes! Sometimes I dont even know why I bother. I hope this academy makes me smarter because from what just happened I seemingly have the IQ of a freaking eggplant!
I leave the stairs and open kick the door to my floor, slouching my way to my room. I kick the door open yet again, still enraged. I slam the door and take out my iPod, playing Papercut by Linkin Park. I look at the wound on my arm. I got more than a damn papercut out of that.
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I make it up to my room and check the clock. Lunch.
//Alright then.//
I march right back down to the elevator, and make it to the meal hall. I look inside, apparently, meals are similar to the ones in Harry Potter. You can sit anywhere. Wait, no. I'm part staff, I can go there too.
I find a vacant place next to someone who won't try to kill me ((Talking to beedrill and despair))
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I'm too busy draining my anger with music before I glance at the desk clock. Noon. I grumble, switch off my iPod and stomp my way back downstairs to floor 1. If I knew Fire Punch I wouldn't even have to go downstairs to get food, I could just punch a bag of instant noodles and dinner would be served.
I kick the door to the cafeteria open. I seem to be obsessed with kicking things today.
I grab a plate of pizza and chips from the counter and look around. The place is nearly packed. There are hardly any spaces left, and the ones that are vacant are next to poison types. I'll pass.
I walk up to a seat with the Wartortle from earlier on it and throw him off and into a wall. Who's laughing now, you ass?
Everyone on the table looks at me awkwardly. I chuckle and go back to eating. I look around. Nearly everyone on the table has moved away and onto another. Looks like now I have a reputation to maintain.
I chuckle under my breath and take a bite of my pizza. Tastes like sweat, desperation and mystery meat. Ah well, even when a pizza is bad it's good.
A Weavile sits down next to me. There are tons of seats left now since I scared a few Pokemon off, why can't he sit somewhere else? Then again, if someone disregarded me throwing a turtle into a wall, they must be daring to come near me.
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I walk by one of the wall only to have a wartortle meet my ears, pinning them to the wall.
//Well, this is awkward.//
I move my head, but my ears are stuck, like the wartortle. What did they put on this wall?! If I had a fire type move, I'd melt my way out. I'd give the finger to whoever threw the water turtle, if I had any fingers. I inspect the wall, ariados web. Of course. When that thing comes back, well, I don't know what to do.
Luckily, I'm able to free myself and the turtle. However, some thought this was funny. I glare at them and the laughing ceases. I walk back and continue eating, at a faster pace.
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I pay no attention to the Weavile and go back to eating. I worked hard to get this this seat, so I'm not letting some Ice type ruin it.
Suddenly a slice of pizza hits me in the face. "WHAT THE HELL?" I shout. The entire cafeteria falls silent and looks at me. I look next to me to see the Weavile almost falling off his seat with laughter.
I growl and grab him by the neck. "DID YOU FREAKING DO THAT?" I yell. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. What's it to you?" He replies, clearly not giving a damn. I was already enraged earlier, now I have this little crap-brained Weavile acting smug while I'm gritting my teeth, trying to refrain from snapping his neck.
I slam the Weavile down on the table as my face turns about seven different shades of red. "DO THAT ONE MORE TIME AND I AM GOING TO HUNT YOU DOWN AND KILL EVERYONE YOU LOVE." I warn. Okay, admittedly I wouldn't do that, but I'm pissed as hell right now and nothing is going to change that.
Suddenly I hear a voice booming down from behind me. "What's the meaning of this?"
I recognize that voice. I slowly turn my hand and look behind me. Arceus. I let the Weavile go and Arceus gives me an ice cold stare. It's clear not much is going to get me out of this, so I go with the old reliable response. "I had nothing to do with this." I say.
"I don't recognize you. Either way, come down to my office immediately." he replies. He doesn't recognize me because I evolved, so I guess I might finally have some good luck on my side. Well, one thing is for sure. Whatever I say, I'm still going to be yelled at. Yikes.
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Suddenly, Arceus and that scrafty are at it. I'm glad most of the room did not see me hanging from my ears. I'm surprised that that arceus couldn't learn glare, because he's the god of dirty looks. Yikes. That sent shivers down my spine.
I hurry up and finish my pasta, and there's dishes of banana pudding for staff, if you show your mark.
"What luck." I say to myself, half of my face in pudding.
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(I hadn't been paying this much attention before because I was working on a book. Just wondering if I can just jump back in to the story?)
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I look at the clock. Just gone noon. Right I'll go straight to the heads office to give this statement then I should be out in time to grab a bite to eat. As I walk down the corridor to the staffs dorms and the heads office I come across him walking out of the cafeteria with another Pokemon
'Arceus!' I shout.
'Hello Scizor, if you're heading to my office please see my secretary. I'll be a little tied up with this Scrafty for a while.' he replied.
I agree and continue to make my way to the office. I tell my story to the Secretary. A Noctowl with a stern look. I Tell her how I had been asleep for a few days and was looking around when I noticed no one was around. Flying in the sky I spotted it. I was totally innocent.
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We enter Arceus's office. "Have a seat" he mumbles, pointing to a wooden chair. I sit down on it. It's about as comfy as sitting on a recently used toilet lid.
"No one likes a show off, son." His voice booming down into my ear. Showing off? I wasn't showing off! That damn Weavile hit me in the face with a freaking PIZZA! I have an urge to yell down this oversized goat's earhole and Drain Punch him into oblivion, but doing that would get me in more trouble than I'm already in. And that's saying something.
"Furthermore, I highly doubt being hit with food is a valid reason to threaten to murder someone's family." Ugh, stop talking. Why dont you try being hit in the face with a slice of tomato sauce and cheese covered bread?
"Now, do you have anything to say for yourself?" I hear. "As a matter of fact, yes." I reply. "HE was the one that started it, HE was the one who hit me with a pizza, HE was the once that took the piss, HE was the one who acted smug and YOU are the oversized goat that doesn't know the meaning of payback!"
I finish my rant by throwing a Drain Punch at Arceus, only to be flung back into the office wall by a blast of energy. Stupid Judgment.
"Look Scrafty" he says. I'm surprised he's still calm right now. "Since this is your first incident, I'll overlook it. But if anything like this happens again, there WILL be consequences."
On that bombshell he tells me to leave the room. Oh, thank god. Wait, god is Arceus. Cancel that then.
-
(I hadn't been paying this much attention before because I was working on a book. Just wondering if I can just jump back in to the story?)
((Sure, just read up and jump back in where we are.))
I finish up in there and my amulet glows gold.
//I'm going to have to ask about this.// I decide to ask noctowl, the secretary.
One elevator ride later, I make it to the head office. I head in. A, no, he scizor is waiting in there along with noctowl. "Noctowl. My amulet started glowing gold, what does this mean?" I ask. She replied serenely, "We have decided to implement a new system for certain students who are like staff, but are not, basically, student staff. Like yourself, for example. Your amulet has a unique code. Gold means you are needed in Arceus' office, so without even meaning to, you obeyed orders. Pink is when you are needed at your station. Purple is Alakazam's office, our vice principal. Last, blue is when there's a situation in which you are needed. That blue light gets brighter the closer you are until you arrive to where you are needed."
I repeat, "Gold is here, pink is my station, purple is Alakazam's, and blue alerts me to a situation and is brighter when I'm close?"
"Yes." She responds. I reply "Thanks."
The room shakes. The Scrafty walks out, not happy at all. At least he didn't get his ears pinned to a wall....
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I stomp my way back into the main hall of floor 1. Even though lunch has nearly ended, I kick the cafeteria door open again. Luckily for me, the Weavile from earlier is sat down in his chair chatting up a Lopunny. I walk up to the Weavile and punch him in the face, which knocks him off his chair. The Lopunny falls off her chair too due to laughing so much.
I give the Weavile the finger and leave the cafeteria. That felt good.
I head upstairs to floor 3 again and make my way to my room, kicking the room door open... Again. I look at the trainer sculpture on my desk. If I hadn't given back his stupid amulet none of this would've happened.
I throw the sculpture out of the window and it hits a passing Starly. Take that you damn Flying Type.
I take my iPod off my desk and start playing Headstrong by Trapt, only now realizing how much the song describes me.
"Back off! I'll take you on!
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong!
And this is not where you belong!"
I plug my earphones in and walk out of my room, still listening to rock and metal music. I head down the stairs again, arriving at floor 1. I make my way to the break room, trying to refrain from dancing.
I go inside and enter some money into the vending machine. Can't do anything on an empty stomach.
With the music as my motivation, I take a ping pong bat and start using it as a fake guitar in time with the music as it seems no one else is in the room. After finishing my silent guitar solo a Meloetta floats out from behind the table, giggling at how much of a total idiot I looked.
...and she looks stunning.
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((I think I've got an idea of how to make this interesting.))
I walk down to the break room to find the Scrafty, who is quite embarrassed, and....wait....Meloetta?!
"Meloetta, nice to see you! You got in as well?" I say, coming out of the shadows and into the room.
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I can feel my face turning red as a beet. "Wait, you two know each other?" I say with a confused expression. I've just been seen using a ping pong racket as a fake guitar looking like a total idiot, this Meloetta saw me and now that guy from earlier has popped up again.
Awkwaaaaard.
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I see Meloetta is trying not to laugh, so I quickly say "Yes, we were friends where I lived. She was excited for me to go here. I guess she got in as well."
I step over to the air hockey table and Meloetta proceeds to the other side as I start it up.
"Just so you know, this may take a while." I say to her
"I wouldn't have it any other way." Meloetta responded.
I then replied, "Ladies first."
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I grab a can of Fanta from the vending machine and sit down to spectate the match. That Umbreon seems to be taking a liking to her, with all the politeness and such. Then again, this could just be me getting...
Well, jealous. I dont really understand why, but there is definitely something between me and her. Though it could be too early to tell.
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//Woah! She's as good as ever. But I'll just outsmart her.//
Meloetta quickly runs the score up 3-0 and played solid defense, however, I faked her out a few times and tied it up.
Final minute:
Puck comes. We both go for it. I flick my hitter to the left to spin it erratically. This catches her off guard and she loses her focus. I smirk as I find an opening. I slapshot it and her hitter catches it on the edge of the goal. My face was like this: :o Then she hit the puck, bouncing it back and forth. I shift the hitter to the left and hope to be right. I am.
3...2...1....0!
Final Score: 3-3
"Good game." I say, "I'm just lucky to have blocked it."
Meloetta says, "I can't believe I stopped that goal. You've gotten better."
"Thanks, I-" my sentence is cut off as my amulet glows blue. "Got to go, meet you here later?" I ask, to both of them. Meloetta nods.
I sprint out the door, trying to find the source of the light.
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"See ya bud." I say to the Umbreon. I've just noticed I haven't got the guy's name yet. Meh, I'll find out soon enough.
"Anyway Mel, that was a great match you played.". Okay, act cool Zero. Dont show signs of worry, dont tremble, dont blush, just keep calm...
"Thanks!" She replies. Okay, all good so far. Then again she only said one word. "Anyway, I didn't catch the name. Would you mind telling me?"
"Zero." I reply. "Well Zero, I gotta head back to my room now. Hope to see ya around!" She says with a voice trilling like an angel.
As soon as she leaves the break room I pretty much faint. After all the crapola that has happened today, FINALLY my good luck could kick in.
//oh get real Zero, you've only known her for five minutes//
Shut up brain, I'm trying to be happy.
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I keep wandering the halls, trying to find the signal of it. Suddenly, a small needle pierces the window beside me. Some strange pokemon are coming towards me and my amulet is brighter than Arceus' judgement.
They are as follows:
2 nidoran
2 cacnea
1 sandslash
1 cacturne
"Hey, you! Where's Meloetta?" says Sandslash. "I know where she is, but you'll never know." I retort. "Fine, then don't expect to remain in your healthy state for long." Says Cacturne
I don't usually like to battle, but I will if I must, and with 6 to 1, I didn't like my odds of talking my way out of it.
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The two of us begin to hear commotion from outside. "What was that?" I yell in shock. "I dont know but it came from out there. And it sounded like Moon!" Moon? Ah, so that's what his name is. See, I always -
My thoughts are cut off by Meloetta floating up to the door and telling me to keep quiet. She takes a peek from behind the door. "Oh my god, it's them!" She squeals.
I see what's happening from behind the door as well. "Mel, who are they?"
"No time to explain, just find a place to hide!" Before I can say anything Meloetta has already disappeared into mid - air. She's still there, it just reminds me of the anime.
Anyway, I have a friend in need out there, and friends stick up for each other. I'm not letting Moon get beaten up by a bunch of weirdoes. I charge out of the room and up to where the seven of them are. "What are you doing?!" Mel shrieks after me. "Don't worry Mel, I'll be back soon"
I turn to the ones who are trying to hurt my friends. I then turn to Moon. "You helped me in my time of need, now it's my turn to return the favour!"
I raise my hood up over my head. "If it's a battle they want, a battle they will get!"
-
I finish up with Noctowl and exit to the corridor. While walking round a corner I bump straight into the Umbreon sending us both collapsing on the floor in a heap. Uttering all the apologies I can fit into a breath I get up. Help him off the floor and dust us both off.
From behind I hear a group of laughter. A group of Pokemon are stood there clutching there bellies in laughter.
'These Pokemon are more pathetic then I though.' The Cacnea laughed.
'Oh. A battle is brewing here then. Well now lets just see if I can help these two Pokemon out. The odds are a bit uneven.' I say as I show the Scrafty and Umbreon that I am ready to help them. The on thing I hate is embarrassment and bullying.
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There's some noise outside. I'm sure the battle involving the Scrafty ended long ago. So what's this?
I look out the window. Sandslash, Cacturne, and four insignificant pawns, opposing that Scizor I met before, and some other students. Ah, well. Despair will have to wait. I can kill her in a more subtle fashion, instead of bursting into her room and stabbing her repeatedly. Why? To not get caught by whoever is giving her shelter... ...Arceus. Maybe I'll take the legendary Arceus down with an elaborate plan. It's possible.
By leaving Despair to sulk in her room, if she's in there, I can even convince myself that my top priority isn't a weak, insignificant Espurr like her. She doesn't even deserve to have the honor of dying on my drills. That's why I'll simply poison her plate.
Well, I'll go outside and kill the four trespassers, only because I'd like to gain the trust of the students that'll be fighting them too. I burst through the hallway window beside Despair's room and touch down to the ground, beside an Umbreon, Scrafty, and the Scizor I met earlier. "I'll fight by your side," I say, facing them all. I turn to the Scizor and say, "At least this fight will have a winner."
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We all get in fighting position when I voice from behind me. "I'm not being left out of this fight either!" Huh. It sounds like Zachary. I turn around and leap back in shock. I expect to see a tiny Pancham, instead I'm at eye level with the fur coat of a monster. "Zachary, you evolved?" I shout. "You betcha. That battle we had motivated me to become stronger, and here I am." He replies.
I scan the opponent team. My moves can get an advantage over all of them bar the Nidorans.
I prepare a Drain Punch with my right hand and get back in my fighting stance.
"Let's do this."
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"Thank you everyone." I say, I get into a defensive stance.
I consider my moves for a moment.
//Toxic, Wish, Heal Bell, Foul Play. I'm defensive, not offensive. I'm going to need some help....//
I whisper to scrafty, "I only know one attacking move, 2 if you count toxic. I may just stay on the defensive." I maintain my position and ready a wish for when it's needed.
"Let's go!"
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"Got it." I reply. "Now, we have asses to kick." I immediately leap at the Cacturne with a full powered Drain Punch, swinging my arm back to throw it. The Cacturne instead blocks the attack using one of his spike covered arms, refraining him from taking damage.
I begin to change from Drain Punch to Ice Punch and the sheer cold temperatures freeze one of Cacturne's arms on the spot. Before he can get the ice off, I launch another Drain Punch at him, which throws him back into a wall, knocking him out.
1 down, 5 to go.
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I eye up the opponents and ready up my new move. Metal Claw. Not any good on any of the Pokemon but I choose to attack what appears to be the leader of the group. Sandslash.
My claw glows and forms a reflective surface that of a mirror as I charge with full speed towards my opponent. I'm looking to see if it dodges so that I can re-coordinate my attack, but to my advantage it is take be surprise as I begin to squeeze its arm that I have caught between my Vice like claws.
It lets out a painful cry that doesn't last long as what appears to be a Fury Swipe hits me straight across the face. I let go of my grip and back away. Before the Pokemon can react I zip behind it with lightning speed and perform a Quick Attack followed by a Slash straight across it's back. It hands there motionless before it collapses to the ground.
'Ahem.. 4 to go' I reply to the Scrafty.
I retreat back to the Umbreon as I begin to see double from the Fury Swipe to the head.
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I suppress the wish as sandslash comes. He motions for me to attack. Bad Move. I use toxic and badly poison it. He backs away and fires a poison sting, critical hit and poison. I screech in pain.
Suddenly, 2 pairs of spiny arms hit my back, sending me flying like someone in Super Smash Bros. I quickly fire off a wish and I can bounce off the wall. I use my feet to knock them off balance. I use wish on scizor to make a quick heal. A nidoran suddenly looks behind itself, and goes up into the air. I see Meloetta right there.
"No!"
I jump up, while flinching in pain from poison, and tackle (not the move) nidoran. It smiles as sandslash rollouts me, right through the window they broke.
This looks bad.
-
Fully Healed from the Wish I quickly race towards the window and block it with my whole body.
'If you want to get to him, you're going to have to get through me' I say... oh how lame do I sound.
I beat my wings with the force like a tornado and a light buzzing can be heard.
The Sandslash runs at me once more but this time I am prepared as the Roll Out move power increases from the previous use. I dodge out the was with great speed and the Sandslash slams straight into the Wall below the window. Turning around quickly, My wings already moving it hit it one last time in the back with a wing attack.
As the glow of my wings subside I climb through the window to see if the Umbreon is ok.
-
I grab one of the Cacnea's arms and begin spinning it above my head like the hammer throw in the Olympics. I throw Cacnea, who has now become a spiked wrecking ball, as hard as I can, which hits Sandslash. Sandslash is sent up into the air by the attack, hitting one of the Nidoran. Both crash back down into the ground. I look at my left hand which has holes in it thanks to throwing Cacnea.
I throw a Drain Punch at the stunned Sandslash which knocks him out. I can feel the energy flowing back through me and the wounds on my hand seal up.
I see another Nidoran charging towards Meloetta, and I run after it, using Dragon Dance at the same time to make myself faster. I run up behind the Nidoran and strike it with an Ice Punch, freezing it solid before Meloetta takes any damage. I throw another Drain Punch at the Nidoran ice cube. The punch shatters the ice and strikes Nidoran, who lies on the ground defeated.
Suddenly I can feel Poison Point flowing through my body, making me yell in agony. The poison makes one of my legs lose all energy, making me crash to the ground.
I shout at the top of my voice "Moon! Use Wish, and fast!"
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I hear Scrafty yelling at me to use wish as i'm plummeting to the concrete below.
//Sure, worry about fainting when I'm about to die...//
I concentrate and wish him.
I quickly use heal bell to end the poison that held him and me only a half-second before I meet the ground.
Then everything went black, more black than my pelt.
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Several String Shots shoot out of my mouth and snatch the defeated enemies up from the ground. The ropes swing them into the air and hold them up in the sky. The String Shots writhe like tentacles. They slam the enemy into the ground.
I produce more web and thicken the String Shot. Thick cocoons materialize around the fallen enemies, leaving only their heads to stick out. We've subdued them. But not without a cost.
The Umbreon hits the ground. It looks like he's unconscious. Perfect. If I can treat him before he gets to Nurse Blissey, I can gain his trust. Our assailants will have to wait. The others can interrogate them later.
-
Health restored, I leap back into the action. I take a glance out of the window and see Moon laying on the ground unconscious. Crap. That does not look good.
I suddenly feel jabbing pain in the back of my leg and look back to see Cacnea stabbing it. Trying to ignore the pain, I look around. It seems to be the only left. I prepare a Drain Punch but suddenly a Poison Sting hits me in my left eye, making me blind out of it.
The skin around my eye begins to swell. This does not look good. Too long and I could die in this battle. Another Poison Sting from that damned Cacnea hts me, this time in my punching arm. Crud! The only thing left now is to use Crunch, but against this porcupine that would be suicide!
I look around me. The rest of the team has either fainted or has no energy left. Sure! There is Beedrill but he's too busy beating up what has already fainted. So it's 1 against 1 against this stupid Cacnea, and it is putting up a good fight.
Another jabbing sensation is felt, this time in the back of my ankle. I scream in pain when suddenly I can hear a Hyper Voice from behind me.
I glance towards the attacker. It's Meloetta! "Mel, what are you doing? You could get yourself killed!" I yell. "And if I dont, you could die instead! And I'm not letting that happen!"
Yyyyyep, she has deeeefinitely got a thing for me.
My thoughts are interrupted by yet another stab to the back. I hear Meloetta from behind me using Sing, which sends the Cacnea to sleep. I look down at my leg and see holes punctured in it like the bottom of a flower pot.
Blood begins pouring out of it. I can feel myself getting weaker. I begin to lose my vision...
And then I black out.
-
I hear someone collapse. It's Scrafty, badly injured. He's bleeding red and blue, blood and poison. Scrafty needs more than just rest. Umbreon can wait.
I fly to the window and pick up his unconscious body. "I can heal you, Scrafty," I tell him. "I'm not only good for fighting. I know poison well. If you were awake, you'd complain about this..."
A Poison Sting sticks out of my rear. I stab the Scrafty with my stinger as if I'm delivering an injection. If I were any worse at controlling the poison stored within my body, this would actually make the Scrafty's condition worse.
The Poison Sting sucks up the poison in Scrafty's body and becomes heavy with the substance. The needle falls out of his skin and hits the ground.
He's also lost a lot of blood. I begin to close up his wounds with String Shot. I use Harden and make the string tighter on his skin, so that it will be difficult for Scrafty to open up his wounds. I unseal my Kakuna shell and remove all its contents, expect for my medicinal leaf. Working inside the shell, I grind up a large piece of the leaf into a green powder. I lift open the Scrafty's mouth and throw the powder into his mouth. It will melt in there.
"You should be fine... soon," I whisper to the unconscious Scrafty. A Cacnea sleeps near him, its arm dripping with blood and poison. "A damn Dark-type would sneak up on its opponents. Typical, but unforgivable..."
I mummify the Cacnea's body in String Shot and throw it out of the window in disgust.
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A few hours later...
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..........
My eyes slowly open. Where the heck am I? I look around me. Bandaged arm, hospital bed and a heartbeat monitor. Huh, guess it doesn't take a genius to figure it out. I try to get up but my leg is in agony. Ugh, that battle really took it's toll... But who saved me?
A Chansey walks in the room. "Ah, good. I see you're awake." She says. "You dont say. Anyway, who bought me here? I couldn't have just walked here when blacked out." I reply. I see my sarcastic tone is back.
"Oh, you mean that Beedrill friend of yours? His name was Welder, I think."
Huh, so that's who he was. I glance down at my diamond watch which is somehow still ticking. Either this thing is strong as hell or that Welder guy can heal technology too.
The watch says 11:26 at night. Damn, how long was I passed out? The Chansey speaks up again. "Your other friends should be just fine in a couple hours or so, they just need a bit of rest."
"Good. By the way, is Meloetta okay?"
"She's absolutely fine. It's a good job she helped you or you might not be here right now."
I breathe a sigh of relief. I'm glad nothing fatal happened to me, but I'm happier that nothing happened to her. Chansey, still with a cheesy smile on her face, says "She's just in the waiting room. She's been there for the past few hours. Want me to call her in?"
"That would be helpful, thanks." Damn, a few hours? Why would she wait that long?
Chansey leaves the room and Meloetta walks in. As soon as she sees me awake she practically leaps on me, crushing my hurt leg. I let out a high pitched scream only dogs could be able to hear.
Trying to drown out the pain, I begin thinking positive for once.
For example, it is clear now. She totally has a thing for me.
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"A damn Dark-type would sneak up on its opponents. Typical, but unforgivable..."[/b]
((Cacnea is pure grass. It's evo gets dark/grass. Also, about the blood and killing, can we tone it down a bit? I don't want to get in trouble with the mods, again.))
Well, after confronting my worst fear, falling, I come to a realization. Plexiglass can be broken, either that or only my window is plexiglass. I try to open my eyes, but I can't. It's like i'm paralyzed. I can feel one of my legs, the rest of my body, unforgivable pain. One of Taylor Swift's songs come to mind ((Now i'm laying on the cold hard ground.....)) I feel a tear fall from my face before I black out again.
-
((He could be talking about Zero. He is part Dark and yet began the battle by running up and punching Cacturne.))
Meloetta giggles, despite having just wrecked one of my legs. "He he! ~ sorry about that..."
"It's... Oww... Fine." I reply, trying to stop the pain in my leg from making me scream like someone is strangling a Jynx. "I'm just so glad you're okay." She says. I would be a lot better if someone weren't to smash a leg that is already in pain.
The pain from my leg suddenly passes on to the rest of my body, making me let out a quiet screeching sound. "Never... Been better..." I reply, trying to speak properly underneath all the cuts and bruises. "By the way, do you know where Moon is? He saved my ass back there."
"Um... Moon?" Meloetta shudders slightly. I cuss silently. "It is bad news isn't it?"
"...He cannot seriously STILL be out there somewhere." I say. "He got Rollout'd out of a window and he is STILL there?"
"I'm afraid that looks like the case..."
"OH DEAR GOD, That is it. I need to get out of here and find him. He could be dead by now! How could you even forget about him?"
I leave Meloetta no time to answer my question before kicking the door down and charging outside the building. I immediately scan the nearby ground for Moon. Nothing.
I look up to see the shattered window with blood stained on it. He will be lucky if he's alive.
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((Cacnea is pure grass. It's evo gets dark/grass. Also, about the blood and killing, can we tone it down a bit? I don't want to get in trouble with the mods, again.))
((My mistake. I was talking about Cacnea. But let's just say Beedrill made a mistake and said Dark. About the blood and killing, it's mostly blood. There was no active killing in my previous post, unless you're referring to Beedrill killing Despair in the near future. Then I know what you mean.))
I had to leave Umbreon lying there after I healed Scrafty. I stopped by my room and dropped off my Kakuna shell. After that, I burst through the hallway window by the door and rushed to Umbreon's side. I've used enough of my medicinal leaf already. It's what I lived off of as a Weedle. It's nearly gone now. Now that I look at it, Umbreon's condition is much worse than I thought it was at first.
Treating him with my herb would be pointless. He's badly injured, and it doesn't look like my treatment will do much for him other than cure his poison. That's because if I treat him, he may regain consciousness, but not enough so that he'll be completely refreshed. The Umbreon will be able to get up, but when he does, walking will be strenuous, and he'll over-exert himself just by doing that. He'll collapse feeling worse than he was when he was unconscious.
My best chance is to treat Umbreon's poison and then carry him to Nurse Blissey so that she can handle his recovery. I kneel down and stab Umbreon with my Poison Sting. I repeat the process I used to heal Scrafty. The toxic needle absorbs the poison in the Umbreon's body and collapses with the weight of the substance. I close up the Pokemon's wounds with tight String Shot.
//Since when did I become a medic? This isn't my style. Ah, well. I'm good enough. Though, I'm sure this Umbreon would do a better job at healing if I were the one on the ground.//
I begin to pick the Umbreon up off the ground, but suddenly, the Scrafty that was suffering earlier runs out, looking worried. I should really say something, since he doesn't look like he's fully recovered yet. "Don't worry. Umbreon is badly injured, but I have a feeling he'll be fine. He is staff, after all. I've removed the poison from his body and closed up his wounds, but I'll have to carry him to the Nurse's office so she can handle the rest. I'll take care of getting Umbreon there. You should get ready to interrogate the ones who attacked us. Get some answers out of them, maybe. I have a feeling you wouldn't settle for going back to bed now that you're up..." I tell the Scrafty.
Carrying Umbreon on my drills, I head for the Nurse's office, confident that I'll gain some trust after this.
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I may be unconscious, but somehow, I can still think.
//Wow, and I thought getting my ears stuck on a wall was bad. Ow, I'll make sure that sandslash pays for this, somehow. Ow. My injuries are catching up.//
I decide to stop thinking for the moment, and for a while.
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"Thank god Moon is gonna be all right." Me and Meloetta say simultaneously. I'm sure the both of us were worried there. I know I certainly was.
"Right, I'm heading back up to my room. It is getting late anyway." I say, clicking my aching back into position. I feel like an old man, this thing is in agony. Meloetta points to the huge scar on my left leg. "Yes, I know. Nothing a little walk up the stairs can't fix." I say.
"Why the stairs? Can't you use the lift?"
"It's a pretty long story." I mumble. I dont need to be reminded of that mess.
I limp my way back into the building. I've taken countless injuries before, and walking it off has solved them. This one shouldn't be too different. The cut was pretty deep though.
As soon as I walk through the door to the building I see Zachary standing there chuckling. Apparently he's fully healed despite a Cacnea stabbing him in the face. "You totally love her don't cha?"
I roll my eyes. "Hey, it isnt like you've had any luck with the ladies. They turned you down each time."
"Touché." He replies. "But let me give you some advice. You gotta be confident, suave and of course, charming. Up until now you are bottling up your feelings towards her, but they can't stay like that forever. You need to let them out."
"I'll keep that in mind, thanks." I make my way over to the stairs and head up to my floor.
You need to let them out.
I'll see if I can. I hope my nerves dont get the better of me though.
-
((Wait, epiphany. Scizor said she was asleep for a few days. I also thought this all happened in the same day. I'm running the rp and I'm the one confused! Oh well, back to the rp.))
I gasp. I'm suddenly awake in the same room where I healed others. Now I'm the patient. Oh the irony. I know for certain my back right leg is broken and I have a pounding headache. Head injury. Damn that Sandslash. I hear a soft voice, and I start to go back under.....
I wake up later, the hospital wing is empty, exempting me. My mind tries to recollect the events of the battle, but it can't. I vaguely remember falling out a window and using my healing moves for scrafty, and that's it. I go back over my list of injuries.
//Broken leg, concussion, wait, add torn ear to the list. Leg, head, and torn ear.//
The rings on my body glow faintly, it must be nearing night. I try to look on the bright side of this situation.
//I guess I need to learn to defend myself.//
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((Scizau is a TIME TRAVELLER.))
I look down at my watch. 10pm. Thats it, I'm zonking out for the night.
I kick the door to my room open (again). That probably woke a few people up. I parcitally pass out for the second or third time today.
That's it, I'm tired. Getting a good few hours of shut eye will help me forget everything that has happened today.
Well, almost everything. Just thinking about Meloetta... I begin to feel warm and fuzzy inside. My heart starts pumping and its just the best feeling ever. Or this could be because I drank that Fanta too fast.
I close my eyes slowly. Now, time for forty winks. Maybe if I'm lucky, sixty.
-
I breathe in deeply and try to think.
//Ow. I guess thinking hurts. No wait, I think I broke a couple of ribs.//
I look down, my chest is wrapped in sterile bandages, like my head and leg.
//Yep, feels like it. When I get ahold of the Sandslash.... No, I must stay calm, everything will work out. Now, that soft voice I heard earlier. I'm thinking that was either Blissey or Mel. Likely Blissey. Then again, I haven't seen Blissey since the fall. Correction, I haven't seen anyone since the fall. I wonder what became of them.//
That soft voice comes back, I try to fight it to find the source. I failed. I go back under. Oh well, I need the rest.
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((Note my character isn't in this scene, just NPC characters, including Meloetta, who is one. I couldn't wait to put this in or I'd forget.))
Hours after Moon fell asleep, at about dawn, Blissey said quietly, "Ok, I'd better check on him, thank Arceus that the Beedrill brought him in." Blissey walks over to the only bed in use, Moon's. Meloetta walks in, "Is everything alright?" she asks Blissey. "I don't know, thanks for your help by the way." Blissey responds. Meloetta stands by as Blissey checks if the healing is working. Moon shivers, and his breathing shallows. Meloetta gasps. "Not good, I need to get him out of here, there a hospital in town."
Arceus walks in, "What's the commotion?" it looks down to see Moon. Even if he's not a doctor, he knows the situation is dire. "I understand. Go fetch them. I'll watch him." he says. Blissey runs out of the room. "I have to get Zero!" Meloetta exclaimed, floating out in a hurry. She decided to use the stairs. Meloetta quickly runs to 394 ((I think Meloetta knows the room #, sorry if not)) and knocks loudly on the door. "Zero! Zero!"
-
The sound of crashing on my room door startles me, making me jackknife out of bed in shock. I crack my spine back into place and open the door, only to be punched in the face by Meloetta who thinks the door is still there. "Ow, hey, watch it! What the hell are you doing here Mel, it's 2AM!"
"It's Moon! You have to come down to the nurse's office, quickly!" Oh alright, screw giving me an apology, not like I wanted one. Either way, Moon sounds like he's in trouble, so I run out of the room for a couple seconds and then just collapse. "One sec." I say, going back into my room and coming out with a can of energy drink. At least this may wake me up a bit.
"Mel, what's up with Moon anyway? I thought that Beedrill saved him." I say while running towards then down the stairs. "Yes, but he wasn't healed fully and his situation is critical! We need to get down there, fast!"
I take a sip of the energy drink and keep running, trying not to fall asleep mid - stride. We eventually reach floor 1, where I try kicking down the door but due to a lack of sleep accidentally kick the wall instead, forming a gaping hole in it. "Whoops. Hope I dont have to pay for that."
Meloetta grabs me by the hand and drags me along the floor. "I told you to hurry up, not slow us down even more you dolt!"
We arrive at the nurse's office, Mel floating in the air and me with my face mashed up in the carpet.. Thanks Mel, that will not look good in the morning. I get up slowly and see Moon on the hospital bed gasping for breath.
I'm no doctor, but this definitely doesn't look pretty.
-
I'm partially awake and my eyes are only slightly opened. Mel and the Scrafty //What's....his....name....anyways?// are in there, with arceus. I shiver. It's like it's hot and cold in here at the same time.
//It's hard to breathe.//
I can barely breathe. When I breathe, it's not a breathe, it's a gasp. I must look horrid. Suddenly, Blissey bursts in, "Help is on the way!" she said.
Bam!
//Perfect timing//
Suddenly, two machoke (how fitting for my situation) bring in one of those transportable hospital beds, the name escapes me.
//I wonder who that's for.//
Next thing I know, I'm strapped onto it and being wheeled out. My head is swimming as Blissey and Arceus follow me out. Everyone seems to be in either a state of worry or shock.
Meloetta floats down to the ground mumbling, "He saved me." when she reaches the ground, she starts weeping silent tears. For a moment, I can think clearly, then it fades. However, I can muster up enough courage to say to her in a soft voice, "I'll make girl, don't worry about me." It hurts to even get that out. I fight back the tears, and fail, miserably.
I have no idea what's going on now that we're outside, except that I can't breathe, my heart is beating faster than an excadrill can run in a sandstorm, and my body aches. Naturally, I'm terrified. My mind is clear, good, except for panic, not good, not good at all.
"Everything will be fine....Everything will be fine...." I keep mumbling to myself, although I'm not even sure of that. It's not looking good for the home team, is it? As my streture gets closer, the even more scared and less sure of my return I become.
//I just need to relax.// I thought. Then I just remember some of my favorite songs that have got me through tough times.
"Scrafty!" I finally say, "Beat the hell out of sandslash for me." I sound brave, but I'm scared out of my mind.
Dear Arceus, I just hope this isn't my end.....
-
I raise my hand and clench it into a fist. "Gladly." I reply. At least this time I have an excuse to break someone's face with an Ice Punch.
"Everything will be fine" I heard quietly. I hope it will. I dont need a friend of mine hurt, injured or dead. He saved me with that Wish, so the least I can do is get revenge on the Sandslash that did this to him. It must be around 3AM or something, so I can pull the same trick as I did with my trainer. Attack him in his sleep.
He was a friend of mine. A friend who fought. A friend who helped. A friend who trashed me at pool. I guess that last one doesn't exactly help, but I still dont need to see this guy's life end.
And I definitely didn't need to see Mel bawling her eyes out either. I almost had a meltdown too.
-
//If I die, I'll at least be a hero. Dear Arceus, I allow you to judge me if this is the case.//
Arceus replies, " If you have anyone who'd like to go along, they may come."
This, this right here let me see a ray of hope. Friends. The one thing that keeps me going. The light of my life. Helpers. Protectors. Someone to lean on in tough times. Friends. My mental state is near collapse, I'm trying to contain the tears again.
//I'm sure Mel would want to come. Not the Scrafty, I indirectly sent him on a revenge mission.//
Meloetta floats out to say a tearful goodbye, then Arceus says something to her, and she looks up at him ((Him, let's say him.)). Soon, Mel is trying to catch up. She floats in just as the door to either my recovery or my oblivion closes.
//I'll be ok. If I remain optimistic, I will prevail. It always has worked, and it will work now.//
I just hope that's true.
-
I walk through the doors to the stairs, for once not kicking them down. I look at the gaping hole in the wall my kick made earlier. Whoops.
I finally get out of the stairs and onto floor 2. I take out a map from my pocket and unfold it. Sandslash's room in number 273. I put the map back in my pocket and take out a file.
I bare my claws (yes, Scrafty do actually have claws in those fingers) and begin filing them until they are sharp as razor blades. I feel like I'm playing a real life version of Assassin's Creed.
The file is placed back in my pocket, and I begin making my way to room 273. That Sandslash hurt my friend, so I have a little surprise in store for him. I look down at my claws and see my reflection in them. These things could make a Bisharp run away in fear.
I arrive at room 273. I try opening the door. Locked. Time for plan B. I take a saw i use for situations like this out of my oversized pocket. It is amazing what you can get into these things. I begin slowly cutting a hole in the door, trying to be sure not to wake Sandslash up. The last thing I need is him waking up and busting me out a window too.
Successfully having created a hole in the door courtesy of a saw, I crawl into the room like a stealth agent. I look at the figure on the bed. It's Sandslash, and he is in a deep sleep.
Well, if he hurts my friend again he will never wake up.
I bare my claws once more.
I'm going to make sure this hurts like hell.
-
Mel is going nuts. I know she's worried about me, but I'd worry more about the Sandslash.
My voice is more of a whisper now as I speak to Mel, "So, do you know the Scrafty's name?" she responds, "Zero, he seems like a nice guy." I consider this for a moment, and then say, "He does. Kind of....violent and quick-tempered, but Zero seems like the kind of guy who won't let his friends down."
I gasp, the heartbeat monitor goes haywire. The chansey standing by springs into action, pumping my chest right above where my heart is, trying to get my breathing back to normal. Beep. Beep. Beep. The system is back to normal. "Thanks." I whisper back. Meloetta, who was in shock before, loses her mind. To Chansey, I whisper, "She's a dear friend of mine. I don't want her to worry. Can you try to calm her?" The nurse nods and goes to talk with Meloetta. I breathe a sigh of relief.
A little while later, we reach the hospital. As I'm being wheeled outside, I see Arceus and Blissey.
//Did they follow us?//
Chansey speaks with Meloetta again, Mel nods. The medic goes around to give out earplugs to Arceus and Blissey, then puts in the last pair. Meloetta starts to sing, I feel drowsy. Blissey starts as well, and the Chansey-medic, and I can't hang on much longer. Before I slip into the dream world, I hear Meloetta say, "Sleep well, my friend....."
-
I throw one clean swipe at the sleeping Sandslash, which cuts him along the face blinding him. He jumps out of his bed and tries protecting his face from further damage with his hands.
Bad move. With his hands protecting his face I throw an Ice Punch at his leg, which freezes making him fall to the floor. Another claw swipe hits him in both the hands, forcing them away from his eyes. I throw another Ice Punch, this time hitting his unprotected face.
I can see the bruises on his face, including a scar with blood coming out of it. Amazingly he is still alive. But he won't be for long.
One more Ice Punch hits him in the stomach, sending him flying straight out the window and onto the solid concrete. Talk about getting a taste of your own medicine.
I put my head out of the broken window and see the Sandslash on the solid concrete, limbs lopsided and not moving. "THAT is what happens when you go near my friend."
I flip the Sandslash off and while he isn't in his room, take his wallet from the table. I open it. There must be about a couple hundred bucks in this thing.
I walk out the door and head downstairs. Beat someone up and stole something from 'em. Guess I haven't changed much.
-
((Looks like Sandslash needs to be where I am now))
I wake up in a recovery room, it's morning.
//How long was I asleep?//
I look around, no one is in here except a Chansey. "Good, you're awake." She knows what i'm about to ask, the Chansey motions for someone to come in, it's Meloetta, Chansey walks out. "Looks like everything will be alright, like you said." she responds, "From what i've heard, you only have to stay until about the afternoon, then you just have to take it easy for a while."
//Take it easy. Yes, that's what I need. Wait, I wonder what became of Sandslash, I hope Zero didn't kill him.//
"That's nice." as I say that as I realize something. My headache is gone, mostly, my ribs don't hurt, as much, and, I can actually breathe. They are geniuses here, although my leg is still broken, my ribs are still bothersome, and my headache is still there. The torn ear doesn't worry me, just a battle scar. "Well, they know what they're doing here." I say. Mel responds, "Yes they seem to. Hey, I just thought of something to pass the time, listen to what I learned while I was in the waiting room during the surgery."
//Surgery?! Meh, it was needed.//
The pain in my ribs returns. I flinch.
//Guess I was given pain suppressants.//
Meloetta starts her song, it's beautiful, it sings of ancient castles and ruins. Suddenly, she starts glowing, and in Meloetta's place is her, but red one. "That's Relic Song." she says, "I can use it to go into this form, and back to the one I'm usually in." Meloetta sings it again and goes back to normal.
"That's very cool!" I say enthusiastically.
//That was a beautiful song.//
"Speaking of songs, why don't we play the game we made?" I ask. Mel nods.
Now, for those of you who are not us, I'll explain it. It's simple to play. Basically, one person sings a part of a song and the next person tries to guess the song and the artist. I always lose, unsurprisingly. Many people can play at once, the biggest game we had was 10. Teams are also possible.
"Last thing I remember I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
"Relax," said the night man, "We are programmed to receive
You can check out any time you like but you can never leave" I sing.
It takes a moment for her answer, but Mel says, "Hotel California, the Eagles." I nod.
For a while we go back and forth, even Chansey joins after about 5 rounds. Meloetta never missed one. I love this game, a great time waster, too.
-
((And thats why you dont piss off Zero. And he got a free wallet out of it!))
"Zzzzzzzz..."
Beep beep beep! Beep beep be -
I punch the alarm clock off the desk, probably breaking it. I slowly get up and click my spine back into position. Ugh, morning already? I guess getting only three hours of sleep wasn't exactly ideal.
I look out my window and see the Sandslash still there lying on the concrete in agony. I should feel sorry for the guy... Fat chance. I'm surprised no one has taken him over to a hospital yet. But I'm not complaining.
I check the wallet I swiped from that a - hole yesterday. Ten, twenty, thirty, forty...
"260 bucks!" I shout in happiness after much counting. This wad of cash should help buy school supplies like books, notepads, pencils and pens and lots of other stuff.
PFFFF, who am I kidding? I'm not wasting this sweet stash on that! I'm not spending this on education!
Taking twenty bucks from the wallet and stuffing it in my pocket, I pick up my iPod and walk out the door. I plug the headphones in and start playing Bitter End by The Veer Union.
"I won't ever,
Surrender like that!
I know better
To ever fall back!
The enemy was living in my head
I ripped it out and left it there for dead
Now I'm alive!
Feeling born again
And I will fight!
Until the bitter end!"
Finally, a song that describes me perfectly. I open the doors to the stairs and make ny way down to floor one. "I wonder how Moon's doing" I say to myself. Meh, he'll be okay. He'll probably feel better after hearing Sandslash went to the same fate as him.
I kick the door to the break room open, trying to refrain from dancing to the music blaring into my ears. I dont need Meloetta popping out from behind the pool table when I least expect it.
Then again, Mel is probably somewhere with Moon. I put some of Sandslash's money into the vending machine and push a couple buttons. Two seconds later, out comes a bag of Cheetos.
I look out the window where I sent Pidgey on a delivery mission. I wonder if my trainer has received his little gift yet. Then again, I heard a Pidgey was murdered on the school grounds recently, and I seriously hope it wasn't the same one.
-
The ambulance takes Mel and I home later, no bed needed. Our little game continued. Surprisingly, Mel lost, to me! I actually won!
The school wasn't far. We hop out, and the Sandslash suffered the same fate as me. Chansey says, "Oh, Blissey told me to give this to you." I receive a first-aid kit with bandages, gauzes, rubbing alcohol, and stuff like that. It's kinda hard to carry thanks to my rib injury. I use wish on the Sandslash. He gets up, grins and uses poison sting. Ding. Right to the ribs. "Dammit!" I screech, falling.
Mel is pissed. She uses relic song and then close combat in a blinding fury. The Sandslash also gets a lucky hit on a leg of Mel's. She gasps, relic songs, and goes back to Aria form, right in time to hit the dirt. Chansey isn't happy and seismic tosses Sandslash good enough to render him useless in a battle. Mel is holding her leg, yet Chansey is focused on me. My poison is cured, but my breathing is messed up. "I can help Mel, thanks for everything!" I say, running over to Meloetta.
"Hold still." I say to her, she nods. I get a good look at Mel's leg, I don't think it should bend that way. "Alright, this may hurt a little, but be brave." I say lucidly. I use my front paws to grab Meloetta's leg and jerk it back into place. She screams, and punches me in the face. "Yep, that's calm alright." I say under my breath. I rap up the leg and say, "You shouldn't float to your room, get on my back." Mel responds, "Are you sure?" I say, "Why not, a little work never killed anyone. Which room is yours?" Mel hops on and says, "419." I get a derp face and say, "I have 418. How funny."
I'm walking into the school ad past Blissey's office, I shake my head and say, "I've got it, you don't need to see her." I continue to the elevator and take the stairs, from the 100's to the 400's. I reach 419 and go in. I reach the bed and kneel down. Mel thanks me and unmounts me. "I guess we get today off. Anyways, you need the rest."
"Moon, thanks for your help. Anyways doctor, I need to sleep. Night." says Mel. "Night." I respond, limping out. Hey, my leg is still broken, I'm not magic. I make it the short distance to my room and get to my bed. I get under the blankets, and fall asleep.
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Looking out the window, I see Sandslash having another go at Moon and Mel. I jump out of the window in disgust and run up to him, only to see Chansey Seismic Toss it into oblivion. I chuckle. Seeing him get beat up by a huge egg has made my day.
I pick Sandslash up, twist his spine until he becomes a perfectly good basketball and throw him into the rubbish bin. Guess that is where he belongs.
I look down at my watch. ...half four in the morning? Zachary must have altered my alarm clock. That Asswipe always loved his pranks. I clench my hand into a fist, accidentally turning the contents of my bag of Cheetos to dust.
I walk back inside and angrily kick the doors to the stairs, nearly breaking them off the hinges. I make my way up to floor 3, soon kicking the door to my room open. I pick my alarm clock up off the floor from where I punched it earlier. I glance down at my watch and adjust the clock to the correct time.
I leap back under the covers for a few extra hours of shut - eye.
-
I wake up in the morning ((That afternoon was about 6 PM)) feeling rested. However, my injuries still remain. I breathing is a bit easier, not fixed completely, however. I'm favoring my broken leg.
//I wonder how Mel is doing.//
That needle hurt.
My stomach growls, I haven't had a meal in 2 days. I walk out of my room only to see Mel. "Morning." we say in unison. "So, how's that leg holding up?" I ask her. Mel says, "It's better than yesterday, but it still hurts. It's good enough to walk on, though." I respond, "Ok, well, let's get to breakfast, they're giving schedules out today."
We both opt for the elevator and ride down. Arceus walks by and nods, then looks at Mel's leg. "I handled it." I said, walking by. Arceus nods and walks away.
I find our schedules, mine is as follows:
1. Berry Growing
2. Split-Second thinking
3. Logic
Lunch
4. Advanced medicine (Blissey. Take up 2 classes for this person)
Mel's:
1. Split-Second thinking
2. Maths
3. Logic
Lunch
4. Berry Growing
5. Type Matchups
"So, we both have logic together. Cool." I say, "Now, let's get breakfast."
-
A few hours later, my alarm clock begins doing impressions of a buzzer on a quiz show. I punch the 'off' button and look at my watch. It really is 7am, Zachary hasn't screwed up my alarm again.
I rub my eye and kick the door open, looking like a grumpy hunchback. I practically slide my way down the stairs due to a massive lack of energy. Ugh. I hear we're getting schedules today, and being a lazy ass isn't gonna help me.
I arrive at floor one. I pick my schedule up and scan it quickly.
The schedule I hoped to get:
1. Nap time
2. Nap time (advanced)
3. Video games
Lunch
4. Music
5. Battling
The schedule I DID get:
1. Type matchups
2. Maths
3. Berry growing
Lunch
4. Split - Second Thinking
5. Logic
The schedule as I see it:
1. I'm 4x weak to Fairies I know.
2. a + b = crap
3. Shoving seeds in stuff
Get food thrown at you
4. ........................wha?
5. Stuff I'll never use
"I'm gonna have a looooooong time..." I say to myself while kicking my way into the cafeteria for breakfast.
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Mel gets in line, while I go to the staff side. I grab a plate of waffles, and as an afterthought, grab another. I find Meloetta and get her out of the line. As we walk to find a seat. Mel and I get a few strange looks //Hey, we're not dating.// as we take a seat near a Simisear and a Hitmonlee. Both nod approvingly.
"Guess word get's around fast here." I whisper to Mel. As I breathe in, I wince. "So I heard." she responds. "So, I guess I can cross near death experience off my bucket list." I say wittingly. Mel says, "Ironic that you even have that on a bucket list." We both laugh.
These are the kind of conversations we had at home, when there was nothing to do between missions me, my parents, and Mel had to do.
((Missions, hmmmm?))
-
((How the hell is Hitmonlee supposed to eat anything?))
I kick my way into the cafeteria. A few faces turn to me. I can see Weavile at the back of the room trying to act like I'm not there.
I walk up to the line and barge my way to the front, soon returning to the seats holding a plate of pancakes. I look around to see very few seats left. I see Moon and Mel sitting together at one of the tables. He had better not be planning on stealing her from me.
Eh, who am I kidding? He's a nice guy. He wouldn't do that. But if he does I'm getting him sent back to hospital again.
I see Zachary sitting down at one of the tables, and a vacant seat next to him. I sit down next to Zachary, who is going through plates of waffles like an eating machine, occasionally biting the plate in the process.
He looks up from his plate mid-bite and sees me next to him. Wondered how long it would take him to stop stuffing his face.
Zachary wipes his mouth with his arm. "Didn't see you there."
"Damn right you didn't, but I saw you shoveling waffles like a pig."
"Hey, it isn't my fault they are delicious." Zachary grunts. "Anyway, had a good sleep?"
"It wouldve been a lot better if you didn't screw up my alarm clock you douche." I reply, trying not to give him a face full of Drain Punches. Zachary chuckles. "How's the Meloetta thing going?"
"Nothing much yet. I guess I'm just making sure no one steals her first." I say. "I'm also making sure I dont humiliate myself in front of her again."
"What do you actually see in Mel anyway? She isn't much different from the other girls at this place." Zachary gripes. I raise my fist, prepared to throw a Drain Punch between his eyes.
"How dare you say Mel isn't different from the others!" I say, grabbing Zachary by the neck. "She's cute, she's kind, she's sweet, she's generous..."
"She dragged your face in the ground." As soon as I hear Zachary say that, I begin tightening my grip on his neck, trying to refrain from strangling him.
"I dont care about that. If you insult Mel one more time, I'm going to rip off your face and force you to eat it.". I let go of Zachary. I expect to see him back away, but instead he just goes back to eating.
I snarl, giving him a firm warning. "You saw what happened to Sandslash? Well I'm not afraid to do the same to you."
-
"This is a nice change of pace from what we usually do, eh?" I say to Meloetta. She nods and then adds, "Plus, in the words of your parents, you have an education to get." "So do you. Not just me." I say.
Mel and I finish after a bit of talking about the past of how we both saved pokemon from different perils like attacks, avalanches, EQ's, wreckage flying around and the like. As we walk out, retelling each other stories of the past, the two of us pass Zero and another pokemon, who he seems to not like. "Remember when Espeon, you and I had went to that glowing cave, and then the tornado came. Not our smartest idea, I must say. However, the stars came out that night, as well as the moon, and you evolved. You got your name as well." said Mel as we passed the 2 dark/fighting types. "That was an interesting night. Who knew i'd evolve then and there?" I said. We had almost made it out of the cafeteria.
That's when it happened.
Suddenly, and unexpectedly, Mel falls forward. Many onlookers are alarmed by this. I quickly dart in front so her face doesn't meet the ground. Meloetta's leg is back in that strange position. "Ok, this is serious, i'm taking you down there." I say, "Keep that leg off the ground." We catch a few worried looks as Mel and I struggle out of the room. Lucky for us, the Hospital Wing is on this floor. We hobble down there. With Mel's good leg, I boost her up onto one of the beds into a sitting position, mostly. The bad leg is laying flat on the bed.
//Close enough.//
"Wait here." I say, running to Blissey's office and knocking on the door. Blissey pops out and asks me, "Need something?" I motion for her to follow me. We reach Mel's location, Blissey looks at the leg. "Nothing life threatening." she says, but I cut in, "I'd hope not." Blissey says, "However, this leg may need some time to mend. At the rate pokemon seem to heal, a few hours." I ask Mel, "Should I get Zero?" She shakes her head quickly and responds, "I don't want to worry him. Besides, I'll be walking by lunch, if Blissey is correct, I'm pretty sure she's right."
"You should get to class. I'll get the information she needs from her's." says Blissey. I look at the clock, almost 8. "See you soon Mel!" I say, running out the door and going on to Berry Growing.
-
I take a bite out of the pancake, trying to refrain from stabbing Zac with my knife. Blech. This pancake tastes like Styrofoam. I feel like I'm eating the sole of an old shoe.
I pick up the crapcake and toss it in the bin. I'll just grab something from the vending machine, no way I'm going to finish eating that. No amount of syrup could've taken away the taste of leather.
I take the schedule out of my pocket. Ugh, type matchups first. I'm weak to Flying, Fighting and Fairy. The three F's, I already know. I grunt and glance at the clock. 8am. Well, education begins here. Crapola.
I get out of my seat, gank Zac over the head with the plate and walk out of the cafeteria. I take out the map of the school. Type Matchups is just down the corridor here, apparently.
I stuff the map back in my pocket and make my way over to class. Knowing me, this first lesson will also mark my first detention.
-
((I'm surprised Zero didn't notice Mel.))
I walk in the room. Well, check that, greenhouse. I glance around, and no one else is here. Suddenly, a shower of petals spin in the middle of the room and a Roserade appears out of the middle. "Moon, I suppose?" She said. I nod. "Hello, I'm professor-" she stops, "You know what, just call me Roserade, you are practically staff, although you are a student." I respond, "Yes, Ma'am." Roserade laughs, "You seem like the quiet type of pokemon. Don't worry, I can work with all types."
//She's dotty.//
"Anyways, because of your healing skills, you have classes geared towards healing to expand your knowledge, considering what you did before you came here." says Roserade, "I grow berries to help out in the hospital wing here. By the way, I hope everything is going well on your end." She says, seeing my leg and ribs wrapped in bandages.
//Roserade also talks a lot. I have a feeling this will be a long year.//
"So, to start, we all know how to grow them, but how about many different plants at once? I'm going to help you with that." says Roserade. "So, first, as a little side project, let's pick a berry for you to keep in your dorm room. Be right back." She walks over to a book and brings it over. This book has a lot of different plants in it. I pick one that is light blue and looks like a lemon, the Coba berry. "Ok, that one, I actually have use for that one." said Roserade, "We all know what grass types get from Flying types." She shudders. Roserade tries to hand me a potted plant, but I have no hands. "That may be a problem in getting it up there. I've got it." Roserade says and she goes into the vail of petals, and comes out a bit later. She looks at the clock, "Alright, I'll tell you more tomorrow, you have to leave." I respond, "See you then."
//That was.... interesting.//
I walk out of the room to continue on to split second thinking.
//Forget dotty, she's insane.//
-
I open the door to Type Matchups class. The room is almost pitch black, making me unable to see anything more than two feet from my nose. I can feel the temperature dropping drastically. This place looks like something out of the show Most Haunted.
I can hear an eerie voice emanate around me. "So, you want to learn about type matchups, eh?".
I have no idea where the voice is coming from, but I still reply. "Yeah, why do you think I came here? Can we just skip to the part where you dont strangle me with boredom?"
A Mismagius pops out of the shadows with a sour look on her face. "Aw come on, you ruined the only fun part of my job."
Mismagius sighs. "Well, we may as well begin" she mumbles. "First, I'd like to introduce myself. I'm Mrs McDevitt."
//Mrs? That means she's married? Who would marry this creepy weirdo?//
Mrs McDevitt takes a Pokedex off one of the tables and switches it on. "Scrafty, the Hoodlum Pokemon" she reads aloud. "Type: Dark/Fighting. Moves: Drain Punch, Ice Punch, Crunch, Dragon Dance. Nature: Hasty."
"Wow. Basically an electronic box knows all about me."
"I must say, we rarely get a Hasty natured Pokemon in this school. However, my job is to teach, and teach you I shall." Mismasgius says, taking out a calculator. She punches a few numbers into it.
"In total, your moves are super effective against 10 types, Dark, Steel, Ice, Ghost, Psy -" I cut her off. "Ma'am, I already know about what I'm strong against. I wasn't always wild, I had a trainer and he taught me what I know today."
//Definitely the first time in a while I've said something good about that guy. Maybe I'm changing? .....Nah.//
"I guess the Hasty nature wasn't a lie" she says. "If you're so confident, I'll give you a type and you have to say the strengths and weaknesses of it, okay?"
"Fine by me. Go for it."
"Fire." Pff. Too easy. "Weak against Water, Ground and Rock. Strong against Steel, Ice, Grass and Bug. Not very effective against Water, Rock, Dragon and Fire. Resistant to Fairy, Grass, Bug, Steel, Fire and Ice. Immune to nothing and has no effect on nothing either."
"Very impressive." Mismagius says. She glances at the clock and gasps. "Yikes, I spent so much time with the special effects it's almost time for your next lesson!"
Mismagius pushes me out of the room. "Nice-meeting-you-see-again-next-week-bye!"
Huh. What a weirdo.
I take my schedule out of my pocket. I have Maths next. May we bow are heads and pray that the lord himself will come down from the heavens and shoot me in the skittles. Ugh.
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I walk into the SST room. Once again, no one there. Suddenly, a blue orb flies at my head, I duck. A Blue figure flies at me. I brace for impact. Argh.
//Note to self, NEVER brace for impact.//
I feel the chest pains return. There go my ribs.
//I need some armor there. Wait. IT BURNS! Have I been set on fire?!//
I'm panting for air, and thankfully not on fire, when the blue figure stops. "Sorry about that. I take it upon myself to test my students when they come in my room." says the figure, "I'm Lucario, the SST instructor."
//Lucario, justified, steel type. Foul play does little at best, but raises his attack. Toxic does nothing. Not battling this one, I couldn't do anything if I tried.//
Lucario extends a hand/paw down to me. I would shake but I'm down on one knee, trying to recover from the attack. "Are you sure you're ok?" he asks, "I'm fine, just got hit in a weak point." I said. "Ok, well, dodging aura sphere is hard to do, but you took quite a hit from extreme speed." says Lucario. "So, in this class, you will learn to analyze your surroundings, make a solution and react in a split second."
"Say what?" I respond
Later, I'm ducking force palms and aura spheres aimed for the ribs and head while being barraged by information, "You opponent will always aim for your weak point!" "Dodging is better than taking a hit."
//Like I didn't know that.//
Lucario is a nice guy and encouraging. However, by the end of the lesson, i've taken 5 shots to the ribs and one to the head, bringing on an instant headache. //Lucario hits hard.// I use wish to heal some of that off. "Hmm.... The chest and ribs seem to be a crucial weak point. I've got something for that." Lucario digs in a chest (You know which kind!) and brings out a chestplate from a suit of armor suited for a quadruped. "This should help." said the instructor. Lucario helps me put it on.
//Is he part psychic type?!//
"Well, time for your next class. I wouldn't recommend not having it on in my class." says Lucario. I respond to him, "I will keep that in mind."
I walk out feeling worse than I walk in. Hey, would you feel awesome if YOU took a shot to the ribs? I'm going to take his advice with this armor as I head to logic.
//Please let it be someone calm and sane. Then again, it is logic. Logically, it's bound to be. Then again again, logic and sanity are not plentiful around me.//
I think back to breakfast.
//Maybe Mel is ok enough to be in logic. I don't know what she missed, though.//
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Hey, this seems interesting...I'd like to weigh in, unless the J tag on the thread title is outdated...or if the thread died...
Just out of curiosity, since Arceus is basically God in their universe, why is he the headmaster of a school? :p
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((Dude.... this was months dead. Everyone else rarely is on the site anyways. And headmaster because maybe he retired))