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Post by CASSANDRA on Jun 20, 2010 22:29:46 GMT -5
 LYING ON YOUR DEATHBED
------------------------------------[/b][/font][/center] "Shit, I love Johto." The girl groaned through a mouthful of whatever the fuck she was eating. She didn't even know anymore, but she did know that the town she had just stormed through was quite hospitable to such a tramp like herself. At this point, she was pretty sure what was pinched between her thumb and forefinger was two fluffy pieces of bread with some meat shit in the middle or something. Beside her, her Stantler watched curiously as she wolfed down the last piece. Or maybe he was hungry? "What the fuck are you lookin' at?" The girl growled at the reindeer, who averted his eyes promptly as the words fell from her chapped lips. However, every so often he'd glance sideways at her. She'd catch him eyeballing her each time, a growl rumbling in the back of her throat each time. He'd sometimes press his snout against her bruised arm and she'd swat his muzzle away coldly all the same. "A'ight. Go graze you fuckin' cow."
[/b] She stopped walking and he stared at her calmly before taking a few steps ahead of her. Her calloused hand smacked his hindquarters, causing him to bolt forward in a quick-footed gallop. She slid a Pokéball from inside her pocket and enlarged it to fit snug in her palm. With one quick movement, she released her Trapinch, who stared unblinking at the short-haired woman. "Alright, s'time to inform you of your latest duty to the team."[/b] Her cruel eyes fixed on the little creature, who tilted her round head in confusion, "You need to evolve, a'ight? It's gettin 'credibly hard to romp around on the ol' cow,"[/b] She thumbed the air behind her head where the Stantler was watching anxiously, "...especially when I needa get to a new region. See, if you got some nice wings on ya, I wouldn't have that problem, now would I?"[/b] She patted the top of the desert-dweller's head with her slim fingertips, grinning with pseudo-warmth. The Trapinch's jaws parted slightly to reply, but instead of words, red like illuminated the Pokémon and she was pulled back into her prison. "Hmph, now that that's over..." She snapped her fingers and the reindeer stomped over to her side obediently, his beady eyes trained on her expectantly. One leg was thrown over his side, her nails digging into his shoulders as she righted herself on his back, practically leaping onto his muscular frame. His muscles twitched and she gave him a stinging kick in the flanks to get him moving, "We've got a long way to walk, kid."[/b][/size][/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] ------------------------------------
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Post by corona on Jun 21, 2010 11:22:38 GMT -5
He grew entirely to weary with the long travels. Sitting on his lonesome and a deck of cards below his hand he, he became uneasy, not out of fear,out the fact that there was simply nothing to do. It was always much of a problem for the strange boy much like himself, to be as excited about life as himself though, who could blame him, he was about to win in a game of solitaire ! Often the task he had chosen to do he would more than often rather battle someone than play a game of cards, though you never had to wait this long for a game of cards. He simply took his Rioulu and Sneasel quite the opposite of his elements though he'd like to spice things up a bit, maybe give the scene a shake or two. trainers lately were to bland and boring, all playing silent tough guy roles or just being up right badasses, he was no badass. He felt it boiling up the excitement at least so he decided to make his way through the fields and maybe have himself a little fun.
Both Pokemon at his side he took his small stroll down the routes of Johto, it was his first time in the area and now he was rather complacent now, his cards returned to their casing and his side kicks surrounding him, though duskull was nowhere to be located up until he felt the ball moving asking for his release, and so he did. They where a rather solid group of travel companions, duskull the comic relief and Rioulu and Sneasel often feeding off of one another to see who could become the strongest. It was quite the show. They where all simply walking in silence and nothing more up until Sneasel spotted a troupe just up ahead of them. Led by a rather saucey female, it was another group of people who where simply on travels just as they where, probably trainers. He scratched his head and looked to both rioulu and sneasel, duskull slowly creeping up behind him to rest on his shoulder as they engaged in conversation.
"So guys how do you suppose we go about this situation?" He looked over to Rioulu first then sneasel duskull popping up immediately in his vision, making noise and nothing more he looked to duskull. "I guess we could make subtle use of the element of surprise." He ran his hands through his hair staring at the troupe and decided "Maybe our best bet is to introduce ourselves to them." He got up with his crew and they had approached them as they where both walking in the opposite directions of one another, which is to say they where all face to face. The girl was slim and seemed rather pissed, he smirked, he often enjoyed the presence of a girl with a little personality, though how was he to approach her, he felt the tension already, she wasn't to pleasant towards her pokemon it would seem, though what about him?
"Hey, there I'm Lucial, i'm new tot his area. I was wondering if you could show us around?" He coughed a bit at the end of his sentence, he looked towards her and made eye contact, she seemed rather vicious, what fun did she have in store for his team.
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Post by CASSANDRA on Jun 21, 2010 12:14:21 GMT -5
LYING ON YOUR DEATHBED
------------------------------------ [/b][/font][/center] Voices. They weren't in her head, they were out in the wilderness, running through the foliage. Her teeth gnashed together, heels digging into the Stantler's flanks. "Did you hear that? Someone's approachin'. Hmph, Aron, come out."
[/b] She whispered, dropping the Pokéball to reveal the armored steel-type. The gashes in his metal face glimmered and gave him an older appearance. "Use Tackle if it's a thug, a'ight? I don't want my cow stolen!"[/b] He nodded with wordless anticipation, his stubby legs digging into the ground in preparation for the attack. The girl leaped off her steed without a moment's hesitation, fishing around in the pocket of her pants for a Pokéball, "Arceus, I wish you kids were bigger and more intimidating. Dammit, I need a bag for this shit, damn!"[/b] Several balls fell from her open palm, two of which held Pokémon. Out popped her trusty Horsea, who grumbled and spewed water from his funnel mouth in the process. The other was Teddiursa, who proceeded to run around with her paws in the air, happy to be out. "Eh? No one invited you!"[/b] The girl's leg pulled back and she delivered a stinging kick to the overgrown teddy bear. The Teddiursa tumbled forward on her face and began to sniffle. Trapinch must've heard the sniffles because her motherly instincts were wild. She exploded from her capsule and waddled over to the sniffling bear. Practically her whole team was running amok in the woods! Kids these days! They ran between the trees and bushes and chased each other and argued at the top of their lungs. Well, Stantler leaped about, dodging the small animals and Aron stood stalk still waiting for someone to pop out of the bushes. Cassandra leaned down and picked up her Water-type, pressing him to her large bosom with a long sigh. She had to get control of herself, lest all these Pokémon wound up dead... or worse. She shut her eyes, teeth gritted as Stantler came up behind her and pressed his snout against her flank. "Useless."[/b] She placed the Horsea on the Stantler and called out her Nidoran. The pink Pokémon looked up with her with the sort of seriousness that she needed right then, "Herd Corp and General, will you?"[/b] The rabbit nodded hastily and took off into the undergrowth. Meanwhile, some asshole and his merry band of faggots were marching her way. With Pokémon like that, he definitely wasn't a thief. She reached for her Horsea again (he'd be a good weapon anyways) and watched him come forward and introduce himself as Lucial. He was new to Johto apparently and wanted her to 'show him around'. "Oh my, we have a cutie on our hands, boys."[/b] Lieu snorted in reply, looking ready to Zen Headbutt the teenager into tomorrow. His dark eyes fixed on the boy and his Pokémon. Although Lieutenant was docile, the little Aron was not. He threw himself at the boy with a little growl. "I'm new here too,"[/b] She purred, ignoring the fact Admiral had just tried to break the kid's ribs, "Maybe we could... check Johto out together?"[/b] She batted her long, dark lashes innocently, pressing her Horsea closer against her chest. She figured she was smothering him with her boobs by now, but she was too busy to care.[/size][/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] ------------------------------------
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Post by corona on Jun 21, 2010 19:34:46 GMT -5
Quick slide and his Sneasel and Rioulu came in battle ready stance as he himself was quite surprised that he didn't take that shot and damn near die. He sighed and looked at the girl with a look of, well surprise. He ran his hands through his hair and regained what calm he had kept from the adrenaline rush. He commanded his pokemon to stand down rather quickly. Sneasel did not seem to happy about the command though duskull rested comfortably on his shoulder. He looked towards her, she played the game well, fluttering the eyes, smothering the poor horsea within her bosom. This was the start to a good friendship, maybe even a duo, though it was rather soon to say such things. "Yeah maybe we can travel together." He smiled as he uttered such words in a kind and confident manner.
"I may be in need of your name first though." the game was set and who would win the match. She was obviously enthralled by the young man though he was not going to play the typical role. If anything he may play hard to get as well, though she seemed kind enough to make a good travel companion. His duskull knew what he was thinking as a somewhat flirtatious and malicious grin crept along the face of young Lucial. He looked at her set up as his took a good look at him making sure his penis may not be doing all the thinking for him. An Aron was prevalent and they where all along the lines of normal types, he wasn't to surprised about that it was very common especially around johto.
He kept the grin on his face though "Pretty good lookin crew ya got there." He coughed slightly and looked to his team, they where modest in number but extremely powerful and had a good idea of what teamwork should be. "So what region ya from? I was born in Sinnoh." The air to his voice was calm nothing to stern about it, he was being rather inviting, he did his best when it came to talking with others he had never met before, and she seemed rather aloof, just as much as he was really. She had what most lacked personality, and she was a spitfire, he liked 'em feisty.
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Post by CASSANDRA on Jun 21, 2010 20:18:50 GMT -5
 LYING ON YOUR DEATHBED
------------------------------------[/b][/font][/center] The two missing party members returned soon after the Nidoran had gone to get them. Major was a great shepard to the two. Or at least Teddiursa. Her Trapinch came more willingly and plopped down by Cass's sneaker. Whack! The crack of her foot against the solid frame of the Trapinch was shockingly loud. The girl gritted her teeth, glaring at the Trapinch, who skittered sideways from the blow. "You useless little shit! Why don't you go become a Flygon instead of chasing that fuckin' bear!"
[/b] She switched her shark-like gaze on the Teddiursa, who was smart enough to stand several yards and out of kicking distance. She dug her nails into her palms and turned her deadly gaze onto the boy who began talking. His Pokémon didn't seem that happy to see her, so she glared right back until she was sure that if she was any angrier, she might just set them on fire. "YOU WANNA FUCKIN' FIGHT? I'LL WRECK YOUR SCRAWNY ASS! BRING IT YOU LITTLE..."[/b] The boy however, had been speaking around the time she had her outburst, smiling confidently and talking about the prospect of them battling together. She took a deep breath. It was the only thing she could do to keep herself from sicking Lieutenant on them. The boy side-stepped her Aron's tackle, which left the steel-type in a huff. He stomped back over to Cassandra, narrowing his eyes at the fellow. He said he might be in need of her name. Might. "Cassandra. Call me Cassie and you'll be pissin' blood for the next seven weeks. Who the fuck are you?"[/b] She smiled genuinely, as if she hadn't just threatened him and ran her fingers through her short, dark hair. Her gray eyes stormier than ever. He had a smile on his face that the Duskull noticed as well. It was odd mix of flirty and something else she didn't quite catch. He kept it throughout his next comment on her team. She didn't care much for his flattery, instead she pressed her Horsea so close she could feel his ribcage pop and his lungs deflate with an agitated groan. She loosened her grip. "Hoenn. Sinnoh sucks."[/b] Well, at least she was open about her opinions, right?[/size][/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] ------------------------------------
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Post by DARK on Jun 25, 2010 0:20:03 GMT -5
What in the hell?
"Sooo Warrel!" The young teen spoke as he rode on top of the grown Absol. "What do you want for dinner? Stew or. . . Stew!?" He laughed to himself as his partner only growled in response, the two have only lived off of stew for the last five weeks and he has gotten sick of it unlike his trainer. Dark on the other hand loved simple meals, especially stew since it's a mixture of all kinds of things.
For the last week the trainer has been having thoughts of taking on the Johto Regions gyms, but he's still a rookie at battling so he's had mixed feelings about actually doing it. After keeping silent for a few moments, Dark spoke again to his partner.
"Hey Warrel . . . do you think we're really capable of taking on those gym guys?" He asked with some doubt in his voice, this came with a sudden halt from his Absol who looked around towards him and gave him a few words of advice. Although the language of the two may have been different, Dark knew entirely what his friend and partner had said to him.
"Yeah, your right Warrel. We've come this far in life already so why would I give up when we're up against a couple of losers who can't even stand up to us!" He laughed to himself which Warrel's own chuckle came shortly after.
"YOU WANNA FUCKIN' FIGHT? I'LL WRECK YOUR SCRAWNY ASS! BRING IT YOU LITTLE..."
A loud yet feminine voice erupted ahead of him, Dark couldn't tell whether this girl was in trouble or she WAS the trouble. With a sigh he knew what he had to do.
"Let's go check it out buddy." He murmured but Warrel was already ahead of him in a sprint towards the area, in which only took a few seconds with the Absol's speed to get there.
Looking around he saw a young man and women in front of him.
"Weeeeell. . ." It didn't look like a fight was happening so his concern was all for naught. "This is. . . . akwaaard." Warrel nodded in agreement towards his words.
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Post by CASSANDRA on Jun 25, 2010 15:34:20 GMT -5
LYING ON YOUR DEATHBED
------------------------------------ [/b][/font][/center] Amidst her flirting and threatening, she heard more voices. Where did all these assholes come from? Her cold, gray eyes moved from Lucial towards the bushes. Someone was talking about stew out in the foliage. It kinda pissed her off because she was too much of a street rat to be able to go home and cook stew, let alone any dinner. Her fingers curled tighter around her Horsea, who squealed in response to her tight grip around his middle. She loosened her grip again, very slightly, her brow furrowed as the voices continued. Something about taking the Gyms, laughter. She quirked her brow as the voices stopped. It was just her luck to have an Absol plow through the brush and interrupt her good time. It looked pretty weak. Then a gray-haired trainer stomped into view, obviously looking for a damsel in distress.
Sadly, there were none here. Only bitchy Cass and some guy who looked like he was ready to have a nosebleed over her. Arceus. Her eyes narrowed into tiny, angry slits when she saw Dark. He was talking about how awkward this was. WELL DUH. "And who,"
[/b] She growled, gritting her teeth, "The fuck are you? And what the fuck is up with your fashion sense? Where the hell do you come off running around in all black? Jackass."[/b] The last thing she needed was these two. Indefinitely.[/size][/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] ooc; short post plz. SHORT 'N SWEET. ------------------------------------
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