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Post by airceltrai on Jan 21, 2012 3:11:53 GMT -5
[style= width: 370px; font-size: 25px; padding-left: 20px; font-family: georgia; text-align: right; text-transform: lowercase; color: c25621; -webkit-border-radius: 25px; -moz-border-radius: 25px; border-radius: 25px; border-bottom: 5px solid #c25621; text-shadow: -1px 0 #ffffff, 0 1px #ffffff,1px 0 #ffffff, 0 -1px #ffffff;] - - Till Death Do We Party[/style] [cs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background: #E4D5C0; -webkit-border-radius: 205px; -moz-border-radius: 25px; border-radius: 25px; border-left: 2px dashed #c25621; border-right: 2px dashed #c25621; border-top: 5px solid #c25621; border-bottom: 2px solid #c25621, bTable]
| [style= color: #c25621; border-bottom: 2px solid #c25621; width: 360px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; text-align: left; line-height: 20px;]With The Music I Die- - [/style]
[style=background: #c25621; width: 350px; font-size: 10px; font-family: georgia; text-align: left; color: ffffff; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; border-radius: 10px; padding: 5px;] Aizhan gave Sam a serious look. Anything? That could seriously come back to bite them both on the ass. They did need her to be the face of Ace Trainers, but being completely desperate definitely did not seem to be the answer. She seemed to be the type of person to prefer calm buisness-like requests, from what he gathered from talking to her. "Look, I know we may look like we're trying to beg and plead for you to be the leader, but we really do think you'd be good for the position." Aizhan said, trying to reason out Sam's words.
"Our goals as the group, as you know, are to help those who are weak get stronger. At the same time, we don't really have anyone among ourselves who feel we are strong enough to be the leaders. As you have first-hand experience, that's why we wanted to ask you to be the face of the group. Pretty much the epitome of what our group stands for is you." he said, trying to make things seem reasonable. He didn't know how Sam would like his wording, but he wanted to get the facts straight. All the facts pointed to the same conclusion: they needed her help....and it doesn't seem to be easy to coerce her into doing it.
notes: tags: music: [/style] |
[style= width: 400px; height: 20px; background: #c25621; font-size: 15px; color: ffffff;]created by ❥ JELLY of OTE[/style]
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Post by tomackze on Jan 22, 2012 0:09:26 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/5d5hj.jpg); border: 3px groove #00248E, bTable]all of the lights | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] Sam looked on and realized that Jay still was not impressed with their motto or with their team mentality. He wasn't getting anywhere with her and he quickly sighed, almost ready to give up when he finally came up with a new way of tackling this issue and deciding to go for that instead. "Team Glory had one mission and it was to counteract and take down Team Death. We do not feel the same way. Although we can not ignore everything about Team Glory as there were some nice things that did come from the organization. It brought people together and everyone had a common goal. The main problem with Team Glory though was the lack of a real leader. One that would take the group to a new level... We don't want that problem to occur with Ace also, which is why we feel you would be the best." Sam said, but he only saw Jay yawn momentarily as they looked to be boring her. Although she wasn't leaving yet so it probably was a good sign.
"We feel their big problem is that their motto was only against Team Death. We, as an organization, aren't built entirely to counteract another. We are built with our own purpose and our own goals. We feel that building an academy in Cheyenne is just what is needed to bring peace." He said to Jay, and he saw that she looked at him this time and looked a bit more interested.
"We all have experienced something that Team Death did. I know I have." He said, thinking of his Zorua who was still in their base... "Well, I wanted to make an organization that will prevent people from doing that in the future. By building up Cheyenne so that everyone is able to defend for themselves. They will not look at themselves as weak or useless. And they will accept losing and will just go and try again. I want to build a group of youths who are young enough to watch over the future, and confident enough to do it. Even if it comes with a few losses." He said and he started to smile when he saw Jay become even more interested.
"If we are able to form that, people won't want to move over to Team Death. As they will not experience the chaos that Team Death was created to fix. That is what we aim for." He said and he noticed Jay nodding. He didn't know it yet, but she was being won over momentarily because the words hit her hard and made her think of Syl. She started to imagine how life would have been if Ace Academy existed beforehand. Maybe Syl would have never joined Team Death and chose them over her... |
[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ### NOTES: Building on the plot. Dum Dum Dum! CREDIT: Lunar of OTE |
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Post by airceltrai on Jan 24, 2012 18:34:23 GMT -5
[style= width: 370px; font-size: 25px; padding-left: 20px; font-family: georgia; text-align: right; text-transform: lowercase; color: c25621; -webkit-border-radius: 25px; -moz-border-radius: 25px; border-radius: 25px; border-bottom: 5px solid #c25621; text-shadow: -1px 0 #ffffff, 0 1px #ffffff,1px 0 #ffffff, 0 -1px #ffffff;] - - Till Death Do We Party[/style] [cs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background: #E4D5C0; -webkit-border-radius: 205px; -moz-border-radius: 25px; border-radius: 25px; border-left: 2px dashed #c25621; border-right: 2px dashed #c25621; border-top: 5px solid #c25621; border-bottom: 2px solid #c25621, bTable]
| [style= color: #c25621; border-bottom: 2px solid #c25621; width: 360px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; text-align: left; line-height: 20px;]With The Music I Die- - [/style]
[style=background: #c25621; width: 350px; font-size: 10px; font-family: georgia; text-align: left; color: ffffff; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; border-radius: 10px; padding: 5px;] Aizhan nodded with what Sam was saying. He has hitting her hard with their goals as a group, and she seemed to finally take notice of what was being said. "Being a trainer isn't completely a 'survival of the fittest' competition. Sure, every trainer wants to be come strong. It's not an easy path, as you must know." he said, trying to bring that extra edge to what Sam was saying. He wasn't sure what to say, so he started to say the first things that came to mind.
"There are many hurdles trainers face that can be very hard to cope with. If we get the younger generation to accept defeat in any shape or form and try until success happens, Cheyenne will prosper as a region. Like I said, you are the epitome of our goals. You became a powerful trainer by making it past every obstacle in your path, and still continue to grow. So would you help us by lead trainers in the right direction?" Aizhan said, winded from just blurting out his way of asking her to be the leader. He couldn't figure out how Sam does it, because just from a short amount of words left him breathless while Sam could go on with a fucking speech.
After he caught his breath, he waited patiently and silently for even the slightest response from her, whether it was a motion of some sort, a word, or even a sound. They had been hitting her hard...well, Sam was for the most part...in order to convince her to be the leader. "Just think of all the possibilities that could come out of this academy!" Aizhan said, with a smile.
notes: Yep! Let's not give up any time soon! tags: music: [/style] |
[style= width: 400px; height: 20px; background: #c25621; font-size: 15px; color: ffffff;]created by ❥ JELLY of OTE[/style]
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Post by tomackze on Jan 24, 2012 19:14:45 GMT -5
Jay Rollins Jaymie was getting beaten over and over again with the two and eventually she just dropped her defenses and let it go. "Alright, alright. I accept. I'll lead the organization. But we need to figure out some things first and make it all go right. I want no half ass, I want it done well and done properly! If you want me as leader, then you will have to give me almost full authority. Whatever I want will have to go!" She said to them as she waited for their responses. Sam quickly nodded his head and she took that as enough as she quickly left the arc and made it back to Sam and Aizhan once more. [OOC]: Decided to end the Jay arc cause it got confusing with me posting twice. Now we can move on to the Sierra arc.
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Post by tomackze on Jan 24, 2012 19:15:02 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/5d5hj.jpg); border: 3px groove #00248E, bTable]all of the lights | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] Sam saw her leave and quickly turned to Aizhan with a big smile on his face. "See, isn't she something?" He asked Aizhan before he smiled and waited for her to tell them what she wanted them to do so they could be her guinea pigs and get Ace Academy set up. They were the admins but she would be the leader. All three together would form the premise and the plot of Ace Academy. It was now a three person show even though Jay had the biggest say. He accepted it as he did not feel like he was leader material, and Aizhan already said he wasn't.
This worked well. He liked working under someone and now he had that opportunity. As he looked on with Aizhan he quickly realized one other thing. Sure they had the right heads of the organization. But what about the body? They needed an executive type person who would be the face between the members and the admins. Neither Sam, Aizhan, nor Jay could do it as they were too powerful. And it was hard for a weaker member to tell truthful things to a higher member. What they needed now was a spy! |
[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ### NOTES: ... CREDIT: Lunar of OTE |
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Post by airceltrai on Jan 25, 2012 0:42:14 GMT -5
[style= width: 370px; font-size: 25px; padding-left: 20px; font-family: georgia; text-align: right; text-transform: lowercase; color: c25621; -webkit-border-radius: 25px; -moz-border-radius: 25px; border-radius: 25px; border-bottom: 5px solid #c25621; text-shadow: -1px 0 #ffffff, 0 1px #ffffff,1px 0 #ffffff, 0 -1px #ffffff;] - - Till Death Do We Party[/style] [cs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background: #E4D5C0; -webkit-border-radius: 205px; -moz-border-radius: 25px; border-radius: 25px; border-left: 2px dashed #c25621; border-right: 2px dashed #c25621; border-top: 5px solid #c25621; border-bottom: 2px solid #c25621, bTable]
| [style= color: #c25621; border-bottom: 2px solid #c25621; width: 360px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; text-align: left; line-height: 20px;]With The Music I Die- - [/style]
[style=background: #c25621; width: 350px; font-size: 10px; font-family: georgia; text-align: left; color: ffffff; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; border-radius: 10px; padding: 5px;] Aizhan sighed as Jay left. She accepted, which was what they wanted. For someone who was going to be their leader, she was pretty intimidating. "Yeah. We got a leader now!" he said, giving a tired, but happy, smile. Thinking about what was left to do, he began thinking. Leader, academy, goals, land... they pretty much had gotten the whole thing done. It was just a matter of going full circle with the planning.
Jay left, leaving Sam and himself to leave on their own. Aizhan stepped out of the expert room, and turned around. "Maybe we should finish with the rest of what we need." Walking over to the window, he stared out at the snowy landscape. He was really out of ideas for now, and probably had to rely on Sam a bit for now. Once he picked up some more ideas, he'd pull his own weight again.
notes: tags: music: [/style] |
[style= width: 400px; height: 20px; background: #c25621; font-size: 15px; color: ffffff;]created by ❥ JELLY of OTE[/style]
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Post by tomackze on Jan 25, 2012 1:18:15 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/5d5hj.jpg); border: 3px groove #00248E, bTable]all of the lights | [atrb=style, font-family: Vast Shadow; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] Sam could see the tired and exhausted expression come from Aizhan and he felt just the same as the trainer. He was asked for what they needed to do next and he honestly could not even think straight after a very big mind fuck game they had with Jay just to get her to agree to be leader. That took so much out of him that he honestly did not know what to do anymore. He quickly left with Aizhan out of the trainer lounge and felt his head spin in the cold air. "Um... Honestly for now. I think we need a break. I am so beat after that! And you look tired too." He said as he was about to find a way back home for the time being so he could rest and regain his strength.
Hopefully the next time they met, which will likely be in the next post or the one after they would be more refreshed and ready to continue with their plans. But for now, he had absolutely nothing. No energy, no nothing to work with. He wanted to pass out and just sleep! |
[atrb=style, font-family: Sonsie One; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ### NOTES: You can have us reunite in the next post, or we can do it in a few posts from now. We can build on what we were doing on a free time and then come back. This way, it makes more sense with the other threads. We get a good time skip here. CREDIT: Lunar of OTE |
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Post by airceltrai on Jan 25, 2012 1:51:41 GMT -5
[style= width: 370px; font-size: 25px; padding-left: 20px; font-family: georgia; text-align: right; text-transform: lowercase; color: c25621; -webkit-border-radius: 25px; -moz-border-radius: 25px; border-radius: 25px; border-bottom: 5px solid #c25621; text-shadow: -1px 0 #ffffff, 0 1px #ffffff,1px 0 #ffffff, 0 -1px #ffffff;] - - Till Death Do We Party[/style] [cs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background: #E4D5C0; -webkit-border-radius: 205px; -moz-border-radius: 25px; border-radius: 25px; border-left: 2px dashed #c25621; border-right: 2px dashed #c25621; border-top: 5px solid #c25621; border-bottom: 2px solid #c25621, bTable]
| [style= color: #c25621; border-bottom: 2px solid #c25621; width: 360px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; text-align: left; line-height: 20px;]With The Music I Die- - [/style]
[style=background: #c25621; width: 350px; font-size: 10px; font-family: georgia; text-align: left; color: ffffff; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; border-radius: 10px; padding: 5px;] Aizhan nodded in agreement. As he started walking away, he turned around and called out to Sam. "Let's meet back here tomorrow!" he yelled, before walking away, to go challenge the first gym again.
As the night came and passed, he walked back to the trainer's lounge to wait for Sam. He had reached the gym once again, and defeated Adiran. Holding his badge out, he smiled before putting it back in its case. "When will Sam get here..." he said, looking around for his partner in Ace Trainers.
notes: Don't use the fonts in the thread. It's REALLY hard to read. Short post, but derp. tags: music: [/style] |
[style= width: 400px; height: 20px; background: #c25621; font-size: 15px; color: ffffff;]created by ❥ JELLY of OTE[/style]
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Post by tomackze on Jan 25, 2012 2:01:30 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/5d5hj.jpg); border: 3px groove #00248E, bTable]all of the lights | [atrb=style, font-family: Georgia; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px] Sam went home and rested very nicely, hoping to have a week long vacation or something but suddenly Aizhan called him the next day right after and wanted him to meet again. Boy, that was quick. It seemed this trainer was serious and really wanted to get cracking on solving everything and making it all ready to launch. Sam liked his enthusiasm but he was honestly EXHAUSTED. He just wanted to sleep and get a very well deserved rest while he was at it. But the trainer did not allow that so he quickly came back the next day, eyes drooped and still tired even after a good nights rest.
He tried to hide it though as he smiled in front of Aizhan. "So, what's up?" He asked. He honestly did not know what was so urgent that he needed to meet Aizhan the day after! |
[atrb=style, font-family: Vast Shadow; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: white; padding: 10px]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ### NOTES: Yeah I got that feeling... CREDIT: Lunar of OTE |
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