After journeying back from Legendary Isle, the operative sent a request to meet Admin Blaze in the secret alley of Verona's ghetto. He wanted to keep the business of Team Death private, but didn't want to return to the base. He didn't want to take the chance of being restrained or tortured by the man he loathed.
Nick's blood was boiling, for he could not stand the uptight Blaze. Only if he was ranked higher or could just knock the man out. Boy, how happy would he be. He wore a black trench in the alleyway, leaned against the wall as he waited. The plan was to make the transaction and get Kyokudo back and go on about his merry way. Surely, things would not go so smoothly.
Last Edit: Nov 26, 2011 15:50:54 GMT -5 by NICKOLAI
So, the infamous Nick was finally back. It had taken him quite a while and Blaze wasn't too sure what to think anymore. The organization was going through some changes and he wasn't sure if this trainer fit in his new ideal for TD. Because really, this was going to be all his, one day, once he got rid of Syl.
And Nick was not a trainer strong enough in his eyes. Not when he wasn't even able to keep his promise. Because the gabite was now his. Blaze wasn't too sure what he'd do with it, but a deal was a deal. 75k is a steep price, but for a Pok?mon like this, he was sure someone would be willing to pay even more.
Well, if the other man wanted to meet him, he guessed he was willing to give the trainer another chance. But gone for this long in the mythical Legendary Isle, Nick had better show him that it was worth investing in him.
And okay, so maybe leaving the note where everyone could see it was a bad idea.
Dark. Cold. Lonely. Yet he knew this place well, thank a stupid girl in a pikachu hat for that. He could probably go fairly deep into the ghettos and find his way out at this point, knowing the fucking adventures he had already had down here. His eyes glanced up as he pasted by some places that showed dancers through the windows; half naked ones. 'If I know this place so damn well...how did I end up in the red light district?' Susumu sighed, ignoring the beckoning fingers and cat calls of ladies wanting cash as he scurried through the ghettos. His face was flushed by the time he managed to get out of there, recognizing where he was as he glanced at his watch. It was almost time, right? He was so going to be late, and he was pretty sure his face reeked of guilt after that one bad bad short cut that ended up being longer than expected. Fuck you, google maps. Fuck you.
"Hey sug, I saw you. I sawww you." A drunken chick was following him the entire time, inching closer to him as his face paled. Holy shit, was she...was she wearing clothes? The scraps of cloth that barely kept her warm could hardly be considered clothes, but here she was. Following him. Desperate for money and perhaps a good time, and why the fuck did he feel violated already? "G-Go away." He gulped, walking a bit faster as he occasionally looked back.
"I'M CAAAALLLLING FOR YOUUU." The prostitute groaned, lipstick bright red as she staggered after Susumu, which was completely freaking the boy out. Sure, he might've been 18, but he wasn't sure what this chick was capable of. Besides, why did it look like there was a whip attached to her hip? "Laaaaaaady..." She whispered again, unsteadily grabbing at the whip and making a few lame attempts at whipping him. "N-No! Stop! Seriously! I'm not into this! Stop that!" Susumu tripped but caught himself as he started to run past Nick, completely fearful for his sexual health as the prostitute continued to aim her whip at his rear end, all missing.
"LAAAAADY. GIRRRRL. STOP IT." Susumu cried frantically before hiding in a nearby store, staring out the window, leaving the prostitute next to Nick as she eyed him up and down. Then she threw up. Lovely. "KISS ME I'M LONELY." She said after wiping her mouth, trying to lean on Nick with her most seductive stare.
Post by freeziepop on Nov 26, 2011 16:10:30 GMT -5
Syl stormed in, darth vader helmet covering his face. He breathed through the mouthpiece, sounding less like the boss of Team Death and more like a rapist in the night. Which, as it turned out, wasn't completely wrong. He was wearing a leopard print leotard that left nothing to the imagination. His long crimson hair spilled out from under the mask, cascading down his back in a grimy waterfall.
He grinned, but nobody could see. "I THINK I WANT YOUR PENIS oh look it's shamu. SHAMU COME BACK HERE! HAVE YOU MET THE THE BAWK AND THE ARMY OF DARKNESS? YOU SEE THAT'S WHAT I CALL MY-" he was suddenly cut off when he began gasping for air. Apparently the mask was on a bit too tight.
He fell to the ground and began to twitch. "OH GOD SOMEBODY GET ME OUT OF THIS THING IT'S ON TOO TIGHT OH GOD I CAN'T SEE SHIT OH GOD I'M GOING TO DIE-oh wait it came off!" the mask came off in one complete piece and it was revealed that Syl was actually Don. "OH GOD NOW YOU KNOW MY SECRET IDENTITY!" he screamed, flailing his arms. He reached into the fanny pack he was wearing, pulled out a pistol, shoved it into his fucking mouth and fired.
Post by Black Ranger Talis on Nov 26, 2011 16:10:35 GMT -5
Eleanor traipsed into the ghettos, a necklace of broken, bloody Sunkern, two or three of which were still alive. She skipped with glee, plucking up, stabbing, and adding another Sunkern as a bead every few minutes.
Seeing a strange, ugly looking motherfucker standing in an alleyway, trying to look conspicuous (Did he think he was fucking James Bond or something?), she flipped him her middle finger, kicked him in his shins and ripped a dead Sunkern off her necklace, throwing it at him with a screech of "DAHAHAHAHHAHA!"
Blitz simply laughed at the meantime seeing the trainer fail so badly in his attempt. He knew full well that when someone made a deal with Blaze, he better come through. He himself worried about his promise in the Falls, but unlike this trainer he bought the item finder and thus everything he gave would just be extra and all dandy. So he was not in as big of a shit hole as Nick.
And to exacerbate the situation, Blitz went true to his name and quickly whipped out his package and began to flap it. Sir Flaps A lot be flapping all over your face!
Hide yo kids, hide yo wives, and hide yo husband. Because he be flapping on all of them in here
POKE SPRITES HERE/TAGS NAME | M/F | LV#/MOOD ACTIONS HERE./NOTES
There he was. The trainer said as he prepared to converse with the Admin. Unfortunately, before he had a chance he noticed more shadows. The alley was soon occupied by a bulk of Team Death operatives. A setup? He questioned as he took a cautious step back.
The eyes of Blaze were blurry, Nick could not find one trusting path in his eyes. The fiery trainer was definitely a cold spirit. The stout man was spooked by this whipping prostitute who just puked right before him. With slight energy he would push the whore off and took more steps back.
The situation got more shocking with Syl-don killing himself. However, he had business to handle. "I dunno why all these guys are here. But Blaze, I want my Gabite back. I have a Rampardos from Legendary Isle - that should be enough to appease your wants."
Last Edit: Nov 26, 2011 17:11:54 GMT -5 by NICKOLAI
Post by freeziepop on Nov 26, 2011 20:14:54 GMT -5
Syl slithered around on the ground like a snake. Which is essentially what he was, a giant oversexed snake with a libido the size of alaska. He somehow magically revived (probably stole one of Blaze's max revives, the bastard) and flashed Nick a cheeky grin. "Long time no see, paaaaaaaaartner~" he made sure 'partner' was said with a southern drawl. What a slick bitch he was.
Stripping off the leotard, Syl let it all hang out. The crisp night air was perfect for his junk, framed by curly red pubes. It was a work of art. "Paint me like one of your french girls."
Susumu was safely hiding in the store of a pawn shop, staring out of the window as he watched several other familiar figures walk around. He recognized Blaze, which brought nothing but pale coloration to his cheeks. Oh god, that drunken woman was still around trying to cling to people. He refused to leave until she left, though she sure was being snappy at Nick after he shoved her like that. He couldn't quite hear what was going on, but he was sure that none of it made sense, and she was plenty pissed. She walked right by the window in a huff, planning on leaving as Susumu suddenly bolted away from it to hide, pretending to be interested in the glass Meowth that was on the shelf. That was a fucking interesting glass Meowth, oh yes, please don't look in here and recognize him.
She was gone, out of his life, and he was back out of the door once more. He only saw Blaze at first, not recognizing Scarlett very well even though the hat was familiar in the darkness, but Eleanor and Syl; what the hell were they doing? Syl was actually Don, and he was screaming and making bang sounds. Eleanor was messing around with Sunkern; stabbing them over and over, and she looked peaceful when doing it, which was the most fucked up part.
"Blitz too...the actual..." Blitz must've been on something, because he was going flap flap all over the place. He didn't know what to make of it, but he was horrified. "Don, I hate to say it, but you're supposed to be the sane one. What's going onnnn?" He grabbed Don by his shoulder and tried to shake him, wanting an answer even though he had a gun. Probably a fake gun, or something that didn't work. Nothing ever worked for Don.
"So confused." He groaned, giving up as he leaned against the wall and looked at everyone. He knew he was supposed to be here at this exact time, but nothing was happening. Only the higher leveled member seemed to have an idea; talking about a trade of some kind. Fuck that, that sounded boring.
Blaze did not expect all of these people suddenly swarming in. Was Team Death really coming here to prank him? Honestly, this was just bad taste. It was probably Syl's fault. It must be. Who else would have the power to bring all of these people together in this manner?
The trainer frowned. This was just more evidence that Syl was a terrible leader. A childish one, at that. And oh god -- the prostitute just threw up and it was absolutely disgusting. Why had this man chosen the ghettos? A nice, cleaner location would be so much nicer.
More people filed in. This had to be a set up. Eleanor skipped in and kicked Nick in the shins, but it didn't seem to have affected him the slightest, and somehow he was ignoring that thing, flapping all over the place.
Honestly, Blaze wasn't too sure where to look. He felt rather uncomfortable with Blitz's presence -- pokemorphs were unnatural to him and he would much rather stay clear from them -- and moved to the side a bit. Unfortunately it landed him closer to Don, the red wig splayed out to the side. Blaze should have know it wasn't Syl. He just had to count himself lucky that that wasn't him with the gun in his mouth.
And with all the commotion, the fire trainer hardly heard a word Nick had said to him.
Post by Black Ranger Talis on Nov 27, 2011 11:25:50 GMT -5
Eleanor shoved Sunkern leaves down Syl's throat. Revived or not, there was still blood there, and she had to clean it up so that Syl wouldn't choke on his own blood, even if she had to make him choke on the Sunkern leaves to do so.
"Silly Sylly, eat up so you can get big and str-ughhh." She was cut off by a nasty gurgling in her stomach, and she staggered before dropping to her knees and vomiting over Blaze's shoes, groaning drunkenly as she stood back up.
Catching sight of Susumu cowering in the pawn shop, she glared at him. "Hey...WHALE BOY," she snapped. "What do you think you're doing in there?!" Staggering into the pawn shop, she ripped a Sunkern loose from her necklace and hurled it at his face.
Level: 1 Ability: STD (Randomly gets a status ailment, a status increase, or a status decrease at the start of each battle. This can be spread with Sweet Kiss, Lovely Kiss, Pound, Bone Club, and String Shot.) Moves: Sweet Kiss, Lovely Kiss, Pound, Bone Club, String Shot Personality: Fucked up.
Nick was slowly getting pissed as these clowns ruined his tone. Then on top of that Blaze ignored him. Obviously he was the only serious one here. He felt like a Spartan among circus clowns. His anger was going in every which direction. Steam began to exit his nose and ears, even his head.
"Syl what the fuck? All of you - what the fuck!" Syl was naked, some bitch was vomiting, and there was a flapping morph. This wasn't the Team Death he thought of. They were all morons. Had he outgrown them, why is this organization so whacky. "" Yes, he said question mark three times! He began to walk backwards in the alley until he met a corner. A large red light lit the path as he summoned his Druddigon.
"I have to relieve some stress. Please roar with me." And I guess that's all she wrote. Nick too was caught in the insanity. In a corner with his Druddigon shielded from all the commotion. He just roared and yelled, backed by the roar of a dragon. Insanity.
Last Edit: Nov 27, 2011 13:00:29 GMT -5 by NICKOLAI
Blaze's fist clenched as he tried not to loose his cool. He was almost there, slowly counting back from ten while focusing on anything but his surroundings when he felt something wet and disgusting on his shoes. Without thinking, he tried to kick off whatever had fallen on it, only resulting in spraying the vomit around a bit.
He had expected more from Eleanor, and Blitz, and everyone around here. He hadn't spotted Shamu yet, too busy trying to convince himself that he still had to stay, because really, he wanted to just leave this place and pocket the gabite. It wasn't a bad Pok?mon to use, albeit the lack of fire in it. But a flying landshark was sure to be useful. It would make a nice wedding gift to the daft that was marrying his sister.
A flash of red light filled the alley and out came a dragon, his scales shining. That definitely caught his attention. It looked a bit small, definitely not worth the gabite, but it would be a start. And then the trainer opened his mouth. Something about relieving stress, but Blaze honestly did not remember because he was too busy trying not to burst out laughing when a pathetic sound came out of Nick's o-shaped mouth. What the hell was that? No really. What was going on? Who was he trying to impress? Or was he kidding? He had to be kidding. The dragon's voice was definitely loud and intimidating -- though a bit immature, he found -- but it was not enough to cover the sound of the trainer's unsuited vocal chords.
He couldn't help himself. Blaze placed his hand to cover the lower half of his face as he let out a snort, all while trying to compose himself and not to act like the rest of the Team Death members. Hah. Team Death. More like clowns, to him. Every single one of them.
Flinching when Don transformed into Syl, he instantly let go of the guy and let Syl do Syl things. Eleanor called him out on hiding, flinching as the prostitute was officially gone and couldn't get him before calming down. Eleanor wouldn't do anything bad to him, like step on his shoes or kick him in the crotch, right? Yeah, he was safe. Except he wasn't when she slipped a Sunkern off of her necklace and lobbed it in his face. He gave her the most unamused look as it slowly slid down and he caught it in his hands. Normally he would be worried about such treatment of a Sunkern, but it looked dead to him, or at least fake. "Eleanor." He stated clearly in a voice that had compressed annoyance, really resisting letting it be shown.
"I think you dropped something!" He tried to lob it at her face, but the roaring from Nick and his Druddigon startled him and made him miss completely as he turned to gawk at them. Poor Scarlet, she was going to get a Sunkern on her hat. He paled as he did that, instantly regretting it as he froze in his spot to simply stare at her. "S-Sorry..." He stared at her before instantly straightening up, not wanting two females against him.
"I'll be in the corner." He coughed, slinking slowly away in an attempt to avoid getting in trouble with either of them as he leaned against the brick wall of the pawn shop and pretended he wasn't here. Then he gawked at Nick some more, not understanding why he was roaring. "Druddigon is having an orgasm. Roar roar." He mocked to himself, loud enough for someone to hear. Probably Syl or Blaze, seeing that Nick was too busy being roared around to have his voice really reach over there.
Level: 1 Ability: STD (Randomly gets a status ailment, a status increase, or a status decrease at the start of each battle. This can be spread with Sweet Kiss, Lovely Kiss, Pound, Bone Club, and String Shot.) Moves: Sweet Kiss, Lovely Kiss, Pound, Bone Club, String Shot Personality: Fucked up. Thrown at Scarlett
Post by Black Ranger Talis on Nov 27, 2011 23:44:38 GMT -5
"Mmmm, insanity. Glarghhhhh...." Eleanor mad a longing, hungry gurgle, then flopped to her side, so incredibly drunk that she could barely stand anymore. Catching sight of the gun Syl had used to shoot himself, an idea raced through her head.
"I'll cure your insanity with death!" declared Eleanor, most of the drama lost by her slurred speech and unfocused eyes. She picked up the gun and fired, missing Nick by miles and almost hitting Blaze, then sending the bullet through the pawn shop window, narrowly missing Susumu as well, and giggling madly.
She threw the gun to the ground, steepling her fingers. "Excellent," she hissed smugly.
Discustible sight Two dirty men flapping, look away; can't unsee
Suddenly a noise a roar, a pitiful cry. laughed, took pokeball
Threw it towards Nick Then flipped him off with both hands not giving a shit
Face hit with something "Ick," slimy and disgusting tossed it somewhere else
Level: 1 Ability: STD (Randomly gets a status ailment, a status increase, or a status decrease at the start of each battle. This can be spread with Sweet Kiss, Lovely Kiss, Pound, Bone Club, and String Shot.) Moves: Sweet Kiss, Lovely Kiss, Pound, Bone Club, String Shot Personality: Fucked up. Thrown at Blaze
TUNES|| None TAGS|| Scarlett, Nick TALK|| UGH.
Last Edit: Nov 27, 2011 23:55:28 GMT -5 by DR-@@GON
"Imbeciles." He said as he saw the speeding bullet shatter the glass windows. The area was too hot and too congested, he could not convey his point even if he wanted too. This was a waste of his times and travels. Nick would be lifted by his Druddigon as they exited stage left. He would remove a C-Gear from his pocket and would dial Blaze.
"Look, I want my Gabite. Quite honestly, I am sick of you as well. Verona City. Expert Rooms. I am challenging you scumbag." The video would end as the tanned trainer returned the C-Gear to his pocket. Although he could not work out a barter, he would take his anger out on Blaze hopefully. Insubordinate. Ignorant. Simply out of line. Nick was probably all those things right now, but he was going to take what he was owed. What better way to settle things than through a Pok?mon Battle, that's how things was settled in this world, right?
resix: LOL i wasn't ari
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resix: just a lil resix
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zacariah: Lmao no one said you were Ari! I was trying to ask you if she was from Quebec, or if that was just my head canon, but Sheepy answered it already~
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zacariah: also I just noticed this chatroom is called a shoutbox, and says you're shouting as someone
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zacariah: SO I FEEL OBLIGATED TO TALK WITH ONLY CAPS FROM NOW ON
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zacariah: ALSO THIS IS THE SLOWEST CONVERSATION EVER
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zacariah: HOW THE HELL DID I FORGET TO CHECK THIS FOR A MONTH.
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zacariah: ALSO I WAS JUST LOOKING AT THE RULES FOR CHEYENNE AND WHY ON EARTH DID MOVE TUTORS REQUIRE 1 REAL WORLD HOUR TO TEACH MOVES. THAT COULD LITERALLY BE A 1 POST INTERACTION OR A 12 POST INTERACTION FOR THOSE FAST TYPERS. MAN THAT WAS A WEIRD RULE
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zacariah: I ABUSED EVERY OTHER RULE ON THE SITE, WHY THE HELL DIDN'T I ABUSE THAT ONE
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rekari: ig 2020 was bad enough we all came back here
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zacariah: I wish I could remember the name of a joke character I made on this site.
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zacariah: It was some random alt account I made to mess with the mods, who refused a Pok?mon and went on route 1 just trying to fist fight Pok?mon, only to encounter an Ekans, get poisoned and die. That was probably my peak RP on this site.
Mar 26, 2021 22:27:08 GMT -5
zacariah: even if he only lasted like an hour.
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resix: oh god who knows. we did some stupid shit back then and took ourselves WAAAAY too seriously, even if we were the site that Didn't Take Anything Seriously (tm)
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resix: i was the worst offender. everything was hilarious until i was super buttmad for no reason. it was awful
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