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Post by Jψηκσ on May 10, 2012 21:08:37 GMT -5
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No light, no light in your bright blue eyes! [/style] | [cs=2][atrb=style,padding: 10 10 10 10][atrb=style,border-top:#FF6677 2px solid][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;]There was something odd about tonight. Vio. Nature. Bugs. It was all so out of place, but Vio was having some odd feelings about pokemon training and trying to be the best. It was very exhausting work, so all she wanted to do was set camp, spray a shitton of Raid, and go swimming in the lake. If only she could find the damn thing. It seemed like she had been walking for miles. At least she had the common sense not to wear six-inch heels this time.
It was late evening when Vio decided to sit down on a log, a backpack full of essentials dragging her body down. She was so tired and a sweat broke on her brow. "Why the hell did I go out here?" She asked, not to anyone in particular. She rested her elbows on her knees, and her forehead in her hand. "I'm going crazy....crazy...." Maybe it was the lack of food? Water? There was no way in hell she was going to make camp here. She was in the middle of the woods with no compass, no map, not anything but a shitty tent and some canned goods.
"I'm going to get fucking raped out here," Vio said, sitting up and looking around. The trees were so dense, and there were bugs everywhere. It didn't help that Vio was wearing a simple black tank top and a pair of jean shorts. She was so excited to go swimming, she was already wearing her swimsuit under her clothing! Ugh. Why did she always put herself in these screwed up situations?
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on May 11, 2012 8:43:49 GMT -5
you will craft nothing less than epic with your life out of all of them, your story will be the one to last. PERHAPS it was slightly more plausible to find Raff out in these parts, at this time of day. The time where there was no going back and you were pretty much forced to spend the night in the woods, regardless of if you had planned it that way or not. But the punk-looking young lad still looked out of place in the wilderness. He seemed to be dressed more for a rave, dark clothing, bright blue tie hung loosely around his neck, than camping. Beside him floated an eerie, ethereal looking Froslass. Dru's eyes were beginning to glow as the light diminished and although she herself was part ghost, she seemed to be on edge too. Hypersensitive to the energies going on around her.
Raff stumbled along, nothing more than a backpack on his back. He made no attempts to hide his footfall or muffle his noise. So he probably made a shit ton of it as he came up behind Vio. He was stunned, and looked as such, to see a young lady just sitting there. "Um... hey? Come here often?" He thought himself rather witty. ::froslass::
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Post by Jψηκσ on May 11, 2012 11:44:49 GMT -5
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"Um... hey? Come here often?"
There was no taking, no grabbing and no forcing, just an exchange of words. Vio found her chest heaving up and down, waiting for action, but an exchange of words; however, from past experience Vio knew all to well the worst things could happen with an exchange of words. Since Vio's hatred of men had escalated because of her father, brother, former lover, and even on her journey, it was understandable for Vio to be a little cautious and wary whenever she was in these situations.
"Get the fuck away from me," Vio spat at him, slowly walking backward before turning around and running into a sprint. Now, Vio was not the most active person in the universe, and the sky began to drizzle rain. Mud was splashing up to her knees as she was trying to get away. However, it did not take long for her find herself teetering over a large, muddy cliff and she was a little too late to get herself together. The ground below her gave out and with a long scream she tumbled down the dirty cliff.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on May 11, 2012 16:19:36 GMT -5
you will craft nothing less than epic with your life out of all of them, your story will be the one to last. HE may have just left her alone. As she so elegantly put it, he might have just 'got the fuck away from her.' He let her sprint away and he shrugged his shoulders. He would have turned and walked in the complete opposite direction, if he didn't hear her scream seconds later; along with a tumbling sound. Dru made a small 'eep' noise and she floated swiftly back towards where they had run into Vio, and then past- in the direction she had run off. Raff was right behind her. The Froslass ,moved much more quickly- merely phasing through whatever got into her way, where as Raff had to move around it. He reached the muddy, dirty, cliff where Vio must have fallen. He was careful not to tumble down it himself, he knelt near the lip and looked down. "Umm... I promise I was going to get the fuck away." Raff shouted down the cliff. Dru hovered around Raff's head- her eyes lighting up a bright, almost highlighter, yellow color.
"So um... still want me to get the fuck away or would you rather I help you out?" He really hoped that she would answer him. Because otherwise she was knocked out. And that was something that he didn't want to deal with. Not now. Not while the sky was getting darker, the weather wasn't improving any, and the woods was getting scary as hell. Was that a twig snap? Oh god. Something was going to eat them... he knew it.
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Post by Jψηκσ on May 11, 2012 22:04:55 GMT -5
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"Get away!" She screamed, but after it was silent for a moment, the trees rustled and there was lightning, followed by loud thunder. Oh goodness how was it that Vio got herself into these situation? She would put herself in a bubble, but there would be no fun in that! Vio screamed and yelled up at the stranger at the top of the cliff, "Come and help me, dammit! I can't get up!" Her voice was shrill and her eyes began to swell. It killed her inside to have to depend on another person, but the more she tried to get up the more pain shot up her arm. Oh no.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on May 12, 2012 9:50:51 GMT -5
you will craft nothing less than epic with your life out of all of them, your story will be the one to last. "COMING." He shouted down the cliff side. He reached up and took Dru's hand. The Froslass hovered just above him, providing enough upwards force that he could easily control his momentum down the cliff side, despite only having one free hand to work with. Eventually he let go of Dru's hand and the Froslass floated down the rest of the way on her own, swooping in beside Vio. Her bright yellow eyes fixated upon the young female. <Salutations.> The creepy poke'mon said in greeting, giggling softly before becoming partially translucent, much like a chesire cat. Raff appeared from behind his fading poke'mon and walked through her like it was nothing. He held out his hand to help her up. "Come on, let's find someplace warm and dry." He suggested.
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Post by Jψηκσ on May 12, 2012 10:34:36 GMT -5
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"Thanks," She grumbled to the boy, and leaned down to pick up her black tote. "Oh dammit... I hope my pack isn't soaked..." She looked at the boy. He looked like he might smoke. He had the exterior of an 'irresistible bad boy'. Then again, not all looks are two-dimensional with personality. The truth of the matter was that she had no idea who this guy was at all. "You don't happen to smoke do you?" She asked, before walking forward and trying to brush off the mud with her uninjured arm. The trees rustled violently and there was another crack of lighting followed by thunder. Out of the corner of Vio's eye, she saw a shadow flash by not too far from them, and Vio's gaze darted in that direction, suddenly alert.
Vio stood still and silent, then turned back to the boy slowly, keeping her eye on the surrounding area. "Did you see that?" She asked. She could handle hormonal young adults, but if there was a monster or ghost or zombie out here, she would not know how to protect herself.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on May 12, 2012 11:04:06 GMT -5
you will craft nothing less than epic with your life out of all of them, your story will be the one to last. DRU had reappeared at Raff's side. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hung there like a scarf. The two, trainer and poke'mon, actually coordinated rather well. His hair bright blond with red and blue chunks, she was white in color with blue spots and a red sash around her middle section. Fortunately though Raff's face wasn't as creepy as a Froslass' face. He quickly pulled his hand away as she quickly pulled away from him as well. For some reason he would not have been at all surprised if she had slapped him for "pushing her" or something.
If she came to expect a real bad boy she would be disappointed. Raff shook his head 'no' and rubbed the back of his head with one of his hands. It went right through Dru's head and she blinked and giggled. "Mom would kill me if I smoked." It sounded really pathetic, coming from the punk-looking 20 something year old. He was a bit of a poser... and sometimes unadapted to his chosen lifestyle. Sometimes it was as if he was still living back at home.
He tensed up a bit, also seeing the shadow out of the corner of his eyes. "The fuck was that?" He said in an alarmed tone. Completely forgetting about the smoke she had just asked for, or everything else that had lead up to these two meeting. He was scared shitless. Shadows in a dark forest. Not his thing.
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Post by Jψηκσ on May 12, 2012 11:28:01 GMT -5
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No light, no light in your bright blue eyes! [/style] | [cs=2][atrb=style,padding: 10 10 10 10][atrb=style,border-top:#FF6677 2px solid][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;]Great, she was dealing with a mommas boy. Her expectation of him protecting her or something was dwindling by the minute. She had rolled her eyes, and finally looked over at the Frosslass. That thing was so strange looking, but the two seemed to have a connection Vio did not totally have with her pokemon yet. She sort of wished she could be besties with her pikachu or nidoran, but she pushes them too hard. Vio shook the thought off. She knew she needed to work hard.
"Where's your mom now?" Vio teased, trying to make a joke even though there was something out there. They should probably keep moving. It would not help anyone if they stood around like sitting ducks. The rustling grew louder and the rain started to pour heavier."Let's go, this place gives me the creeps," Vio ran a hand through the wet blonde mop on her head before walking once again. Bad idea. Whatever it was in the forest, it ran so quickly it might have been a quick attack or the move agility. Vio was knocked down and it tried to knock down the boy as well. Vio groaned as she picked herself up, but found she was missing a few things.
Vio's eyes grew wide. "Where are my pokemon?" She said, looking all around her for the pokeballs carrying her dear Zoe, Alexiane, and Coralie. "Oh hell no, it's personal," Vio spat, and started screaming all around her, "Bitch, come out and fight like a real man, you no-balls assface fucker!" So, the profanity was a little much, but Vio's short temper always got the best of her.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on May 16, 2012 10:44:53 GMT -5
you will craft nothing less than epic with your life out of all of them, your story will be the one to last. RAFF rolled his eyes when Vio asked about his mother. He didn't answer. He refused to give her the satisfaction of any other kind of reaction. "Let's just get out of here before you fall again." He prodded with a slight smirk and an impish laugh. His laugh grew louder as Vio was knocked down again. But while he was laughing, whatever it was ran smack into his knees and took him down to the ground as well. He crashed into the mud with a loud 'squish'. Rolling onto his side he pushed himself up with one arm, and found a lot of his items and poke'balls strew throughout the mud.
"Grab everything! Quickly!" He urged, his heart starting to pound. Whatever had knocked them both down might come back. Might be watching them. He started to haphazardly grab everything around him in the mud, not caring if it was his or Vio's. The sooner they could find somewhere safe, the better. "Stop shouting!" She'd just make it mad...
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Post by Jψηκσ on Sept 2, 2012 11:42:50 GMT -5
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This was the cherry on top of a delightfully awful evening. When Vio was out of profanities, she just breathed in deeply and angrily. Well, if she did not need to smoke before, she definitely did now as she looked around frantically for whatever took her pokemon. She glared at the boy, not saying a word at first. Was he stupid? Was he really telling a woman not to yell? Of course Vio wanted a reaction. That means it would come out of hiding. "Maybe that's exactly what I want," Vio sighed. He just did not get it.
It was time Vio quit the damsel-in-distress role. It was tiring, and Vio was sick of injuring her arm any further. She tried to gather up her items also, but the pain searing through her arm was too much. She winced, and looked around for her pack. "I need a cloth." She frantically tried to search for some clothes, but whatever had attacked them wanted to play dress up. Vio had put her own things that she could pick up back into her pack, and she stood up, looking around, then back at the boy. "Give me your shirt," She demanded, pointing to her arm that was swollen and bulging. She wanted to cry, but there was no time for that. She needed her pokemon back. She offered her pointing hand to help him up, although it severely hurt her pride. They might as well be teammates on this twisted adventure.
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