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Post by arionne ♥ on Oct 30, 2010 18:42:04 GMT -5
[bg=000000][cs=2][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500px,true]B l a z e F e r r i o firemasterofcheyenne | [rs=2][bg=2b2b2b][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] IT'S FUNNY HOW LIFE CAN BE, THE CIRCLES DANCE AROUND ME DRAWING A REMINDER OF WHAT I'VE DONE AND WHO I'VE BECOME When you first walk into the power plant, you see a couple of arrows that lead you to a much larger room. There, Blaze was waiting, with his loyal Charizard at his side. The power plant was buzzing with electricity, but the trainer did not seem phased by it. In fact, he also had his Luxray out besides him, who seemed to be quite content in this environment, his fur standing on their ends, completely charged. He was waiting for the recruits to come in. Hopefully they will not be long about it. He did not want to be kept waiting, and he had little newbie trainers to talk to. Where exactly was Syl again? Why was he the one stuck here? Damn it he hated not being the one in control. The redhead was probably still hungover from the party and would ditch him here, to handle the new recruits alone.
He refused to screw this up, though, and there was a look on the trainer's face that told everyone that this was serious and definitely no laughing matter.
"Sit," he told you, as you walked it. There were a couple of wooden chairs placed in a circle, where you are expected to go to. "We just have to wait for a few others."
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Post by freeziepop on Oct 31, 2010 13:59:24 GMT -5
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[/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][cs=2][atrb=bgcolor,#7c3e53] ( syl ) Pokémon Master - Team Death Admin - Pokémon Professor - Sex Symbol Syl checked the watch on his wrist. One minute late. Considering his track record at the laboratory, this was nothing short of a miracle. There had been a few nosy police officers snooping outside, and they were hastily sent packing. He hadn't even messed up his hair.
Instead of his usual jeans-and-tank-top attire, Syl was clad in a classy business suit, complete with a tie bearing the Team Death emblem. As he caught sight of Blaze he flashed a quick grin. "Police outside," he explained, setting his bag on one of the chairs. "But I took care of them. I'm not sure why there isn't more security in this place - remind me to fire the idiots I put in charge of keeping watch."
Rubbing his hands together, his face was unusually serious. "Let's get down to business, shall we?"
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Post by Sp❣rit on Oct 31, 2010 14:28:45 GMT -5
Susumu walked in with the recruitment letter in his hand, not quite sure how he got it in the first place. It appeared in his pocket out of no where during the Verona Halloween Party, and it led him right here. It wasn't his first big experience in the Electric City, but it was certainly an area he wasn't familiar with. The gates to the Power Plant opened with a simple password, which seemed a bit too fancy for his tastes. What was he getting into, going into a dark place like this? Team Death. What did that mean to him? Was it the drunken talk of a nude man at the bar? Or was it something more than he bargained for? He arrows led him into the room, greeted with the sight of two powerful looking men. No, he did not recognize the serious guy in the suit as Mr. Brittney, nor did he want to. He awkwardly sat in one of the chairs, occasionally glancing at the powerful Pokemon that rested nearby, not knowing how to react around them. [/font]
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Oct 31, 2010 18:22:02 GMT -5
Eleanor walked up to the gates of the Power Plant briskly, and entered the password Blaze's letter had given her. With an eerie creak, they opened. Eleanor stepped into the Power Plant. A few police milled around outside, but they seemed nervou, and did not stop her approach
She followed the arrows that led her to the larger room. There was Blaze, with the guy who had been thrusting at Club Verona. They were accompanied by another boy, looking aa little more awkward and nervous.
Sitting down in a chair calmly, she inclined her head at the other three people. She didn't reveal her mounting excitement and anticipation. This was going to be the start of something good. She knew it.
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Post by (ノಠ益ಠ on Oct 31, 2010 22:36:07 GMT -5
"This is stupid."
As he paced the already-worn carpet of the cheap hotel room he'd rented for the night, Joshua muttered three simple words under his breath. To anyone else, it might have seemed random and unorthodox, but both the man and the cat Pokemon that lazily regarded him from her spot on the end of the bed knew the exact details of his predicament. "Tell me again why I'm doing this?" This time, the words were not directed toward the empty air, but to Eris, who blinked at him with half-lidded eyes. She'd been feigning sleep five minutes ago, but had given up when he'd started to wear a new path in the carpeting. Not even giving her the chance to form an answer, he continued, "I don't even know where the damn note came from, nor from whom, nor what Team-"
"Don't do it, then."
Eris' tone and words were trite, simple. She closed her eyes again, as if they were the words to end all argument. He stopped pacing for a moment and folded his arms, glaring at her disapprovingly. Some help she was! All she really did, when they were not training, was laze around on whatever surface was available, like a pampered house-Pokemon! She was supposed to be his partner, help him make decisions! Of course, he was being very unfair. Eris was very loyal and helpful, they'd scarcely known each other two months and she was already ridiculously loyal, but all that didn't matter, now! What mattered was that he was going out of his mind with confusion and indecision, and all she could do was give him simple, stupid answers. "It isn't that easy! All my life I've waited for something, some way to get out of this stupid grip my father's got me in, and suddenly it just might have turned up, and if I turn it down now-"
"Then do it."
Once again, a simple answer. He huffed out an irritated breath and sat down on the bed, causing it to depress and bouncing Eris' light frame upward slightly. She gave an irritated huff and jumped into his lap, making a point to dig her claws in to display her discontent. "I'm doing it," he decided, and she simply nodded. She didn't even complain when he pressed the Pokeball to the tip of her soft head, trapping her inside for the time being. This was something he would need to do without her jibes. If his Pokemon turned out to be needed with him, he at least had her ball clipped to his belt. If not, he'd spend time with her afterward to make up for it.
Upon reaching the power plant, he gave the password without hesitation. An eerie feeling of calm enveloped him, and he followed the arrows, barely even hesitating when he recognized the man from the party who'd hit on him a little - creepy - and who'd also kicked his ass before then. Didn't matter. He was over that. He gave him a little nod when the other man spoke to everyone in the room, then calmly took a seat. This was... odd. But rather exciting, in a strange way. He'd just have to see how things turned out.
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Post by seraphyna on Nov 1, 2010 10:42:58 GMT -5
Glancing from the letter held tightly in her hand to the building before her, Seraphyna couldn't help but wonder how the hell this person even knew who she was, let alone where she was to get this letter to her in the first place. Nova didn't like being spied on. But that was irrelevant now. Something about the letter had pulled her to arrive at this place. Something had driven her legs to walk the path to the location this letter detailed.
Entering the password that had been given, Nova waited patiently for admittance before slowly striding in and walking with purpose towards her final destination. As she approached, she took in the back of a blonde's head as well as another male and a female that reminded her somewhat of herself in many respects. She gave each of them a nod of her head, resisting the urge to throw something at the now familiar yellow-haired boy's face before folding her arms over her chest and looking at the two men ahead of her.
What exactly was all this about?
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Nov 1, 2010 17:34:16 GMT -5
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Dougie glanced down at the note in his hands and frowned. How the fuck did he get this anyways? But more importantly, what did the drunken red head from the pub's club or team or friends or whoever the hell they were want with him? The frown grew but for the life of him he couldn't help but feel more than a little bit curious. The little bit of information that Mr. Brittney gave him before didn't satisfy his hunger for more information on them. It was that what had his legs moving towards the power plant. Granted he had to grab a map of the city, since he had never been here before, to find the place.
Glancing up after stuffing the map into his pocket, he punched in the password into the keypad and watched the gates swing open to let him in. It wasn't a wide opening, not one to grab attention, but enough for a single person to walk in comfortably none the less.
Shuffling his feet, Dougie's brown eyes lingered on the police who seemed to be watching the power plant with nervousness. He raised a single brow at their appearance. He was never buddies with officers of the law and their appearance put him a little on edge. What exactly did this Team Death do?
Walking inside the building without another glance back, he followed the signs and arrows until he came into what seemed to be a meeting room. There were already people here and he couldn't help but feel that if he was the last one that he would feel shitty. Oh well. Making his way up he recognized Shamu... Err Susumu. The others he didn't know, including the two that seemed to be running this thing. Though the red head seemed very familiar. Mr. Brittney? No, couldn't be. The suit wasn't skin tight.
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Post by NICKOLAI on Nov 3, 2010 18:10:13 GMT -5
Hopefully last, but not least - the ivory mane would pierce the darkness. A slouched expression, coupled with his slow walk would ring the comparison to a sloth. The room was already populated. In his hands was a single piece of paper, with the instructions to arrive and reach this area. His eyes were wide and his body was awake - it had been awhile.
They got me. He was baffled at the research and technology of this superior organization. With ease they had tracked and relayed the message. Obviously, there were some older members present, but with Nick - a lot had changed. His position. His goal. His outlooks. Fear did not ring a bell, for he feared not being himself. Would they accept his views - maybe.
The ebony Charizard quickly caught his eyes. Aw shit, Blaze was here. The colors of everyone meshed so well with the dark schematics of the Power Plant. But, like that Charizard another stood out. The crimson hair of Syl. Oh yes indeed, this was a serious meeting. The one who drew him into this lifestyle was here. The one he had admired the most coming up and the one he now resented as a man. It was a love, hate relationship. Syl was unaware of this though, it was a personality conflict with himself; and perhaps it would be voiced today.
The chairs were not appealing, but he would grab one, slowly separating from the group. What was the meaning of today?
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Post by arionne ♥ on Nov 4, 2010 0:04:42 GMT -5
[bg=000000][cs=2][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500px,true]B l a z e F e r r i o firemasterofcheyenne | [rs=2][bg=2b2b2b][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] IT'S FUNNY HOW LIFE CAN BE, THE CIRCLES DANCE AROUND ME DRAWING A REMINDER OF WHAT I'VE DONE AND WHO I'VE BECOME Blaze was actually rather impressed that Syl made it to the meeting, and was acting serious for a change. He had never seen him act this way. Man, maybe the guy got serious when it came to actually running TD. Blaze would have to be a bit more careful if he wanted to fight for top position. When he was well dressed up, the other man looked... important.
"Welcome, recruits," he told them, doing a quick count. He was pleased to see that Eleanor had showed up. It would have been quite devastating to him if she decided to ignore the letter. Nick's presence made him a bit uneasy. As an old member, Nick would be aware that Blaze used to be a professor, used to be someone on the other side of things. It did not matter anymore. He was a TD member now, and there was no turning back. "I am Executive Blaze." God he hated that title. But at least it rolled off the tongue better than 'Administrator Syl'. Now that was a mouthful to say.
"You each received a letter because you were deemed worthy to join Team Death. This meeting and its contents can only be shared amongst the people you see here. If you are caught talking about the organization to anyone that is unaffiliated, there will be severe consequences," he started with. The sound of the power generators humming and crackling made it necessary to talk rather loudly, but he had to make it clear that Team Death was no casual matter, and they would not tolerate anyone spilling their secrets. And there was no way out, either. Just by showing up, these trainers had sealed their fates.
"To join, you will have to complete your first mission: Defending the Power Plant. Soon, the power from this building will be cut off from the rest of the region. A total blackout. You will be in charge of assuring no one gets in for as long as possible," said Blaze. "We will post one of you at each of the entrances, where you will be in charge of defending."
He hated leaving them without supervision, especially for such an important mission, but this was what had to be done. The Pokémon he had stolen on route one were all stashed in this building, and he would have to use the time of the blackout to bring them back to HQ. "Because no Pokémon center will be functioning during this time, you will be supplied with some recovery items."
From a pocket, a small drawstring bag was taken out. Each contained a single potion, along with a revive. These recruits will have to make do and just survive as long as possible. And if they were worth the cost of the rather expensive revives, they might receive more of them in order to continue battling.
Blaze then looked at Syl, wondering if he had anything to say add. Though knowing him, he probably did. As if he'd let him get the last word in such an important mission. Especially in front of newbies.
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Post by freeziepop on Nov 4, 2010 0:25:43 GMT -5
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Syl had been listening to Blaze's speech, and he had to admit the executive was doing quite well. Arms folded soundly across his chest, his stoic face showed no hint of the laughter or mockery that usually graced it when Blaze spoke. He too had been making note of who was here - he recognized Susumu and Dougie from the party, and silently hoped that it wasn't mututal.
When Blaze had finished, Syl cleared his throat and took a step forward. "I would like to formally welcome all of you to Team Death-- or at least I will when and if you complete your mission. As my second in command said, we think you have what it takes to rise to the occasion. What's in it for you?"
Pausing momentarily to make eye contact with Nick, and then Dougie, Syl continued, "Glory and fame, of course. If that isn't your style, I'll have you know we pay our executives handsomely, both monetarily and with pokemon," he made a point of glancing at Blaze. "You'll have access to some of the best scientific minds in the entire world, and the best of everything," Syl paused again, lips curled into a sinister smile, "IF you complete this first mission."
He beckoned for everybody to stand, making an upwards sweeping motion with his hands. "What are you guys waiting for? Start preparing while there is still time. Blaze and I have some business to attend to."
Cutting off the power to the entire region would be a piece of cake for the two Pokémon masters. He glanced at Blaze again, and nodded.
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Post by arionne ♥ on Nov 4, 2010 0:56:42 GMT -5
[bg=000000][cs=2][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500px,true]B l a z e F e r r i o firemasterofcheyenne | [rs=2][bg=2b2b2b][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] IT'S FUNNY HOW LIFE CAN BE, THE CIRCLES DANCE AROUND ME DRAWING A REMINDER OF WHAT I'VE DONE AND WHO I'VE BECOME
Approval from Syl? Why he had never seen him this serious before. But it was time to get started. The power would go down in a few hours, at most. These guys had better get ready. Before he left, he dumped the bags of healing items onto the table, along with a few pokeballs. "If you are lacking in any decent pokemon, you may use these. I expect them back, however. Decide amongst yourselves what you want," he said.
With that, and feeling a bit bad for leaving his Pokémon out for these trainers to just use, Blaze left, both his Pokémon following him. His Luxray would get rid of the generator easily.
YOU ALL MAY TAKE:POKEMON AVAILABLE TO BE BORROWEDthese Pokémon gain no levels you may not use a revive on then Pokémon have to be returned after the plot is over only take if your team kind of sucks limited to one pokemon/characterZed - Shadow CranidosLEVEL 10 - MALE MOLD BREAKER Headbutt | Leer | Focus Energy | Pursuit | Sword Dance Jaw - Jade MawileLEVEL 10 - MALE HYPER CUTTER | INDIMIDATE Iron Defense | Astonish | Fake Tears Hearth - Crystal GrowlitheLEVEL 10 - FEMALE INTIMIDATE | FLASH FIRE Bite | Roar | Ember | Leer | Moonlight
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figure out who gets what. if more than 3 people want to borrow, person with least amount of pokemon and lower levels get priority.
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Nov 4, 2010 1:07:02 GMT -5
OOC: My team's stuck in the 7-8 levels, so Eleanor will take the Crystal Growlithe, please.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Nov 4, 2010 6:59:13 GMT -5
[occ: I ignore Dougie's route thread so much lawl. If no one minds I'd like to take the Shadow Cranidos]
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Post by Xerian on Nov 4, 2010 12:55:00 GMT -5
[OOC/ I guess that means Nova would like to borrow the Mawile? XD Her team is of 4 low levels... -kicks sunkern;-]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 4, 2010 13:41:09 GMT -5
((In case anyone feels like roleplaying still?)) Susumu recognized more of the people as they entered, visibly flinching when he saw the purple statue of liberty parade in with that half smug look of hers. He shuddered as he turned to more interesting people, feeling an odd sense of familiarity as he made eye contact with Syl and glanced at Dougie, who looked quite a bit different when he wasn't in costume. "So...does this make sense to anyone else?" He asked, raising an eyebrow as he saw the other 'members' claim their Pokémon. He couldn't care less about the, feeling confident enough in his own team. Then again, why did these big strong Team Death members need their power anyways? Most likely none of them were past the first Gym, and these guys looked so...powerful. Official. It just didn't ring true with the guy. He felt like he would go ahead with it anyways, just to see what was going to happen, but god, he hoped he wasn't going to regret this. He hoped that none of them were going to regret this. [/font]
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Nov 4, 2010 14:29:52 GMT -5
Eleanor looked at Susumu, noticing he seemed quite a bit less... confident than others. As she took the Pokeball marked for a Growlithe, she decided to make some kind of conversation with him.
"You look a little out of place here." A smile, without an ounce of genuine sentiment, appeared on her face. "Why are you here instead of capturing cute and weak Pokemon on Route One?"
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 4, 2010 15:07:54 GMT -5
Susumu looked up in surprise when a cold looking girl approached him, holding a Pokeball that he could just hardly glimpse through the top and see the Pokemon inside. It was too fast to get a good look at what she grabbed though, so he ignored this and moved onto more interesting things. He supposed he did look out of place, acknowledging how everyone seemed to have a blind acceptance of this mission. "I'm not much of a camping person, really." He grunted out, his voice awkwardly low and still developing. Even though this girl appeared nice, something about her appearance completely threw him off. Even more so than Ms.Purple. "But I can actually think." He continued to look at the others, still having his doubts about the whole thing. All they knew was that they had to 'defend the Power Plant'. But why? Didn't anybody care? Why wasn't any of that explained? "What about you. You just got a letter out of nowhere too, didn't you?" He asked, his tone a bit lighter so as not to try and make enemies. [/font]
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Post by freeziepop on Nov 4, 2010 15:20:33 GMT -5
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With a little time to spare before D-Day, Syl made his way over to the chatting pair of grunts and smiled. "Susumu, right? And I didn't catch your name," he turned to Eleanor and held out a hand to shake. "A lot of that up there was just formality-- this mission won't be completely on you guys. I mean, mostly yeah, but I'll be keeping a close eye on your progress from the sidelines. If things get too rough, I can lend assistance."
He patted his left breast pocket, which emitted a faint metallic clinking sound. All of his pokeballs were stashed there. "It is good to have fine young people such as yourselves on board."
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Nov 4, 2010 16:38:37 GMT -5
Eleanor chuckled mirthlessly. "You're not one to trust easily, are you? I'll just do as I'm told. Shutting up and getting on with it gets you further than you think. Mark my words." She brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. At just over six foot, she dwarfed the boy standing in front of her.
"As for how I got the letter?" She smiled to herself. "I had a chance encounter with Blaze and a herd of Tauros. After we talked for a while and he gave me a small parting gift, he asked me to come to the city to obtain a letter. I did so, and... well, here I am," she finished.
As Syl approached, Eleanor blinked in brief shock. This was the boss, huh? The admin of Team Death. And he was talking to them. It was quite exhilarating, but Eleanor retained her calm facade. With one side of her mouth upturned in a little smile, she took the offered hand. "Eleanor," she murmured, shaking the taller man's hannd firmly. "Charmed." Her eyes never left his, and nor did her little smile.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 4, 2010 18:09:00 GMT -5
Susumu gave an understanding nod towards Eleanor's reasoning, but he could never have that mind set. It simply was not him. Being stubborn about such things, he always preferred to do things his own way when he knew what was going on. Yeah, someone was probably going to kick his ass for that one day. Then all of a freaking sudden... "I-I think I know that voice." Susumu exclaimed when Syl walked over to him and Eleanor, most likely making her as surprised as he was. If this was the guy that he met that one time at the bar...well, he had to find out. He quickly flipped open his phone and searched for the proper video, once finding it, he glanced at the screen to the man at the suit repeatedly while Toxic played fuzzily in the background. Inside of the camera phone, since he was somewhat slanting it so Eleanor and Syl could see it, this could be seen: "Syl started to dance - if you could even call it that. His dancing was more a series of thrusts and strange gyrations that weren't usually seen outside a strip club, or HBO.
He pointed at the camera, licking his lips seductively, and mouthed the words in time with both the song and his thrusting.
With a taste of your lips I'm on a ride You're toxic, I'm slipping under."
During the playing of the video, Susumu couldn't help but let out the occasional snicker/chuckle before hiding it with a straight, neutral face. Fine young people? Well he probably screwed that up already. First he had to confirm his suspicions though, which were constantly growing the longer the video played. Nope. Now he was positive that this was the drunk, naked man from earlier. [/font]
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