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Post by Yvon on Oct 15, 2012 7:37:16 GMT -5
Silva was sitting on the sofa of the coordinator's corner, watching an old replay of last year's Cresellia cup. A younger him was standing there, dressed in black leather. "Handsome, aint I?" Silva asked out loud.
A small Chatot looked up from grooming itself and examined the television set. Then she shrugged and went back to grooming. Silva laughed and knew why. This competition had been fought with rental Pokemon, and Chatot had seen little action.
It had been a year since winning second place. A long year Silva had spend mostly with his family, caring for his dying grandmother. Now he was back in Verona, trying to get back on track. Back in the game.
He had decided to take it easy, and visit the coordinator's corner first. He had found the place empty in this early afternoon, and was spending some time reflecting on his old battles and contests.
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Post by [K]azzy on Nov 1, 2012 3:07:41 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width, 400px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background: url(http://i55.tinypic.com/16kdkx0.jpg); background-color: #222222; border-top-left-radius: 25px 25px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 25px 25px; border-bottom-right-radius: 25px 25px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 25px 25px, bTable] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 10px; background-image: url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/Moonfireflower/Real%20Model/Kaiden3-1.jpg);] [/style] [style=float: left; width: 40px; height: 40px; background: url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/Moonfireflower/Real%20Model/Kaiden2-1.jpg); opacity: 0.9; margin-right: 7px; margin-left: 14px; margin-top: 10px;] [/style][style=float: left; width: 40px; height: 40px; background: url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/Moonfireflower/Real%20Model/Kaiden4-1.jpg); opacity: 0.8; margin-right: 7px; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: 10px;] [/style][style=float: left; width: 40px; height: 40px; background: url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/Moonfireflower/Real%20Model/Kaiden2-1.jpg); opacity: 0.7; margin-right: 7px; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: 10px;] [/style][style=float: left; width: 40px; height: 40px; background: url(http://i55.tinypic.com/2irqlfs.jpg); opacity: 0.6; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 7px;] [/style][style=float: left; width: 40px; height: 40px; background: url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/Moonfireflower/Real%20Model/Kaiden1-1.jpg); opacity: 0.5; margin-left: 7px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 7px;] [/style] [style=font-family: times new roman; letter-spacing: -2px; font-size: 32px; color: #464646; text-transform: lowercase; background-color: #222222; line-height: 20px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #525860; font-style: italic: font-weight: bold; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 10px; height: 100px;] ♕ i'd chime in with a [/style] [style=font-family: times new roman; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 12px; text-align: center; color: #222222; background-color: #646464; line-height: 10px; text-transform: uppercase; font-style: none; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; padding-top: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px;] "HAVEN'T YOU PEOPLE EVER HEARD OF CLOSING A GODDAMN DOOR?" [/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-color: #222222; border: 2px solid #525860; color: #919191; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px;]
Kaiden wasn't as busy as he made himself seem now and days but, that didn't mean that he couldn't act out the part perfectly. How could someone so handsome as he have any free time at all? Everything with the guy had to be scheduled and persistent when it came to meetings and people. Of course, Kaiden never really was one for many social interacts; they were too crowded and filthy and the idea of multiple people on or around him at once was haunting in his mind.
Then again, Kaiden's whole purpose in life now was to get back at his father for dropping him off in this region. He should be at home, pampered and waited on to his every whim but no, he needed to learn how 'to be a man' and 'be responsible'. Thus, one day, Kaiden will get his revenge and when that day comes, he will have that man begging him and pleading that he should of never left him here. Especially with Pokemon which, was one of the things he hated most.
Today, the tall, overly skinny, blue haired male decided that he would visit the Coordinator's corner. It was a place of his kind, other snobby people and their Pokemon which, all of them compete against each other for ribbons. This was the only thing Kaiden looked forward to here, beating other people in contests and having his names up in lights. Who knows? Maybe one day he would be the master of them all and defeat everyone. That was a dream behind his desires but, as he walked in, the only thing he noticed at that point was another guy, sitting on a couch near the corner, watching himself on tv. How low can you get? Kaiden stopped half way, crossing his arms before he shook his head from side to side. "How sad." He smirked, clearing his throat as he walked over to the bar to pick up a bottled water. It had to be bottled, and room temperature or he wouldn't touch it. That's just how things would have to go with him.
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