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Postby Land of the Risen » Sat Aug 31, 2013 5:37 pm

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Costa Cookies wrote:Ebony wrapped the jacket tighter around herself. It was cold up in the air, even with the trainers jacket, "Thankyou for helping us, if you and that other trainer hadn't of been there..." Ebony shuddered slightly, it'd been amazing luck for the two trainers to have helped her and the other morph.
"Do you have a health potion on you? Something on those lines would help."

Austin shifted and searched through his satchel. After opening about ten pouches he said, "Here we are! The best of the best! Nothing less for my guests!" He pulled out a hyper potion, than another one. "Here these should do. I need to restock in the next town however, I was low on inventory before the fight, so now I'm completely out.." He sat back and stared into the vastness of the sky and space. No use in avoiding the elephant in the room, now is there? "So I don't mean to be rude.. But what are you? Wait no, that isn't right. I mean you're a human right, so how did you forme into a sneasel?"

Finn woke up with his arms wrapped around Ebony. He yawned casually and looked around. "Are we... Flying?" He sighed and held tighter on Ebony. "Umm....?" He tried to call to the driver. "Hey! Hey! Where the hell am I?"
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Postby Costa Cookies » Sat Aug 31, 2013 5:50 pm

Ebony quickly downed the potion, the effects were instantaneous. energised she turn toward Myles,"My new friend? He's guy we met outside the facility, who also happened to saved both of us from Tobias,"
Ebony turned back to the trainer, "That question has a complicated answer, some of it even I don't know," Shifting into a more comfortable position on the Pokemon she forged on, "The facility combines Pokemon DNA and human DNA to create 'pokemorphs'. They kidnap people to experiment on them, that's why we were trying to escape."
Ebony turned toward Finn, "Somewhere up high in the air, going to a town away from the facility. But I might die before we get there, due to someone cutting off my oxygen supply." Struggling, Ebony attempts to loosen the oxygen cutting off arms.

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Postby Akkaga » Sat Aug 31, 2013 6:09 pm

Costa Cookies wrote:Ebony quickly downed the potion, the effects were instantaneous. energised she turn toward Myles,"My new friend? He's guy we met outside the facility, who also happened to saved both of us from Tobias,"
Ebony turned back to the trainer, "That question has a complicated answer, some of it even I don't know," Shifting into a more comfortable position on the Pokemon she forged on, "The facility combines Pokemon DNA and human DNA to create 'pokemorphs'. They kidnap people to experiment on them, that's why we were trying to escape."
Ebony turned toward Finn, "Somewhere up high in the air, going to a town away from the facility. But I might die before we get there, due to someone cutting off my oxygen supply." Struggling, Ebony attempts to loosen the oxygen cutting off arms.

Austin listened and started thinking. Pokemorphs was a childhood game where he grew up. Kids would pretend to be able to change into Pokemon. Now to see fact behind the myth shocked him. It was like... A great awakening or such. He turned to look at the trainer who he'd run into twice, and a Braviary. "So the Birds a morph?" Austin said more nonchalantly than what he meant. He looked over at Finn next. "Sorry, split second decision, next time I'll make sure your ok with flying before I save you." He laughed a small but unconvincing laugh. Buildings in the distance grew closer, Austin identified the city ad Undella Town, a vacation spot in Unova. "So where are you going now? I mean.. Where can you go?"
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Postby Bezombia » Sat Aug 31, 2013 6:14 pm

As Myles flew away, a broken, beat, and scarred Geldoblame walked wearily into the ashen Facility, that he'd worked vigorously for five long years to perfect. He found Myles's cell, bloodstained and empty. He walked in, breaking the bars before hand...he noticed a small blue candy wrapper on the ground. How odd, he thought, the wrapper to my lollipop was orange... He bent down and picked it up. It wasn't an empty lollipop wrapper. It was a different kinda of Candy.
He unwrapped it. It was covered in dirt and had more than a few hairs stuck to it. Gel didn't care. With glee, he popped it into his mouth and swallowed it whole.

Four minutes later, an explosion occured deep within the bowels of the facility. This event was notable for its complete unrelatedness and irrelevance to Geldoblame. He slowly walked out of the Facility, with tattered clothes and more than a few scars on his neck and forehead. However he also had what appeared to be silver finger paint, in the shape of an "X" across his entire face. He walked on to the cool grass barefoot, and dropped an empty blue candy wrapper onto the ground. He slowly made his way towards the two bridges. He had work to do.
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon...but down this road we've been so many times...
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Postby Corvus Metallum » Sat Aug 31, 2013 6:19 pm

Akkaga wrote:
Costa Cookies wrote:Ebony quickly downed the potion, the effects were instantaneous. energised she turn toward Myles,"My new friend? He's guy we met outside the facility, who also happened to saved both of us from Tobias,"
Ebony turned back to the trainer, "That question has a complicated answer, some of it even I don't know," Shifting into a more comfortable position on the Pokemon she forged on, "The facility combines Pokemon DNA and human DNA to create 'pokemorphs'. They kidnap people to experiment on them, that's why we were trying to escape."
Ebony turned toward Finn, "Somewhere up high in the air, going to a town away from the facility. But I might die before we get there, due to someone cutting off my oxygen supply." Struggling, Ebony attempts to loosen the oxygen cutting off arms.

Austin listened and started thinking. Pokemorphs was a childhood game where he grew up. Kids would pretend to be able to change into Pokemon. Now to see fact behind the myth shocked him. It was like... A great awakening or such. He turned to look at the trainer who he'd run into twice, and a Braviary. "So the Birds a morph?" Austin said more nonchalantly than what he meant. He looked over at Finn next. "Sorry, split second decision, next time I'll make sure your ok with flying before I save you." He laughed a small but unconvincing laugh. Buildings in the distance grew closer, Austin identified the city ad Undella Town, a vacation spot in Unova. "So where are you going now? I mean.. Where can you go?"

<Yup,> Myles said, <As for where we can go.....I dunno....> In truth, he had no idea where to go right now. The Facility would keep chasing them, he was certain of that, and it would be unlikely his family would think he's still alive. Noticing how weighed down the Flygon must have been, he offered, <If you want, I can carry one you until we get outside town.>

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Postby Sauritican » Sat Aug 31, 2013 6:25 pm

Bezombia wrote:As Myles flew away, a broken, beat, and scarred Geldoblame walked wearily into the ashen Facility, that he'd worked vigorously for five long years to perfect. He found Myles's cell, bloodstained and empty. He walked in, breaking the bars before hand...he noticed a small blue candy wrapper on the ground. How odd, he thought, the wrapper to my lollipop was orange... He bent down and picked it up. It wasn't an empty lollipop wrapper. It was a different kinda of Candy.
He unwrapped it. It was covered in dirt and had more than a few hairs stuck to it. Gel didn't care. With glee, he popped it into his mouth and swallowed it whole.

Four minutes later, an explosion occured deep within the bowels of the facility. This event was notable for its complete unrelatedness and irrelevance to Geldoblame. He slowly walked out of the Facility, with tattered clothes and more than a few scars on his neck and forehead. However he also had what appeared to be silver finger paint, in the shape of an "X" across his entire face. He walked on to the cool grass barefoot, and dropped an empty blue candy wrapper onto the ground. He slowly made his way towards the two bridges. He had work to do.

Jose painfully walked next to Gel, Jose looks pretty beat up, "What do we do now?"
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Postby Bezombia » Sat Aug 31, 2013 6:45 pm

Gel exhaled deeply. He turned towards Jose and blinked slowly. Gel had a wild look in his eye. Even those accustomed to his insane, sadistic "norm" would have second thoughts about questioning him now. His eyes...were like black holes, waiting without noise to devour more...and more...
Geldoblame looked Jose straight in the eyes.

"I have just seen the last five years of my life thrown in the garbage. I made a great sacrifice six years ago with the promise of glory at the end of the tunnel - and that glory has just been stolen by half a dozen half-bloods. I am going to get that back, no matter what, or who, gets in my way."

He bent over and began to morph right in front of Jose. Within minutes, four unfathomably strong steel limbs pierced the ground. Where Geldoblame was once standing, a firmly defiant Metagross now occupied. The Metagross's limbs bent upwards over its back, and Gel flew off...
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon...but down this road we've been so many times...
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Sauritican wrote:We've all been spending too much time with Ben
Verdum wrote:Hey girl, is your name Karl Marx? Because your starting an uprising in my lower classes.
Black Hand wrote:New plan is to just make thousands of disposable firearms and dump them out of cargo planes with tiny drag chutes attached.
Spreewerke wrote:The metric system is the only measurement system that truly meters.
Spreewerke wrote:Salt the women, rape the earth.
Equestican wrote:Ben is love, Ben is life.
Sediczja wrote:real eyes realize real lies
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Postby Sauritican » Sat Aug 31, 2013 6:49 pm

Bezombia wrote:Gel exhaled deeply. He turned towards Jose and blinked slowly. Gel had a wild look in his eye. Even those accustomed to his insane, sadistic "norm" would have second thoughts about questioning him now. His eyes...were like black holes, waiting without noise to devour more...and more...
Geldoblame looked Jose straight in the eyes.

"I have just seen the last five years of my life thrown in the garbage. I made a great sacrifice six years ago with the promise of glory at the end of the tunnel - and that glory has just been stolen by half a dozen half-bloods. I am going to get that back, no matter what, or who, gets in my way."

He bent over and began to morph right in front of Jose. Within minutes, four unfathomably strong steel limbs pierced the ground. Where Geldoblame was once standing, a firmly defiant Metagross now occupied. The Metagross's limbs bent upwards over its back, and Gel flew off...

Jose looked intimidated when Gel looked him in the eyes, after Gel flew off, Jose morphed into Umbreon form, and did his best to follow the Metagross, from the ground.
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Call me saur or sauri, equesti, equestican or my full name.
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Postby Gold state » Sat Aug 31, 2013 7:19 pm

Akkaga wrote:
Costa Cookies wrote:Ebony quickly downed the potion, the effects were instantaneous. energised she turn toward Myles,"My new friend? He's guy we met outside the facility, who also happened to saved both of us from Tobias,"
Ebony turned back to the trainer, "That question has a complicated answer, some of it even I don't know," Shifting into a more comfortable position on the Pokemon she forged on, "The facility combines Pokemon DNA and human DNA to create 'pokemorphs'. They kidnap people to experiment on them, that's why we were trying to escape."
Ebony turned toward Finn, "Somewhere up high in the air, going to a town away from the facility. But I might die before we get there, due to someone cutting off my oxygen supply." Struggling, Ebony attempts to loosen the oxygen cutting off arms.

Austin listened and started thinking. Pokemorphs was a childhood game where he grew up. Kids would pretend to be able to change into Pokemon. Now to see fact behind the myth shocked him. It was like... A great awakening or such. He turned to look at the trainer who he'd run into twice, and a Braviary. "So the Birds a morph?" Austin said more nonchalantly than what he meant. He looked over at Finn next. "Sorry, split second decision, next time I'll make sure your ok with flying before I save you." He laughed a small but unconvincing laugh. Buildings in the distance grew closer, Austin identified the city ad Undella Town, a vacation spot in Unova. "So where are you going now? I mean.. Where can you go?"



Craig wearily followed them, he got close enough to shout.

"Hey, guys"

Dragonite kept closely behind, as the ocean and buildings near Undella town came into view in the distance.
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Postby Constaniana » Sat Aug 31, 2013 7:20 pm

The sound of waves crashing could be faintly heard on the balcony where Wilhelmina sat reclined in a deck chair. She was wearing a nice fuchsia one-piece swimsuit that was still a little damp from the morning swim she had took. While the young woman had other options for traversing water, such as her Poliwrath or Rhyperior, or simply buying a boat ticket, she enjoyed the feel of being in the sea, as it reminded her of family vacations she went on as a child to places like Cianwood or Slateport City. Those memories were particularly nice for her as her father would always go on them, making it one of the best times that the Barestoan family had together.

This wasn't the first time Wilhelmina had passed through a coastal town on her journey as a trainer, though she hadn't stayed in such nice accommodations anywhere else. The company her father worked for owned a hotel chain that had recently bought out the very hotel she was staying in now. Her father managed to get her a free room for two weeks, as he was fairly high-ranking after all these years, and while Wilhelmina usually tried being independent she wouldn't turn down her father's brief but welcome efforts to spoil her. Sometimes she enjoyed taking a break from being headstrong and self-reliant and just being daddy's little girl again.

Her stomach rumbled slightly, reminding Wilhelmina that she hadn't eaten yet this morning. She considered ordering roomservice and eating breakfast up here or in the hotel restaurant like she had done the past three days, but the young woman decided to go out and try some of the breakfast food the local restaurants served. Wilhelmina went back inside her room, changing out of her swimsuit into a nice sundress she had bought yesterday, grabbing the purse she had her Pokeballs in, and leaving the hotel a few minutes later, her nearly-dry blonde hair let down. Wilhelmina walked past the city's Pokemon centre as she wondered which restaurant to try getting her morning meal from.
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Postby Costa Cookies » Sat Aug 31, 2013 8:19 pm

- Kyoya -
Smirking Kyoya put his cellphone back in his pocket, So the guards let a few morphs escape huh? Kyoya chuckled to himself, he could already see them coming in the distance.
Soon enough they'll be his playthings, his little toys to do whatever the hell he wanted to do with. His last toy broke some while ago and he needed another one.

Walking with his hands in his pockets he headed toward where they would land, he would enjoy dragging them back to the facility. He always enjoyed that part of the chase, when they finally realised they couldn't escape, when instead of struggling they begged for mercy, when their eyes clouded over in fear. Humming to himself Kyoya walked the streets toward the escapees landing site.

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Postby Akkaga » Sat Aug 31, 2013 9:29 pm

Tyber shook off some debris. Something had slammed against his cell and caved in the wall. This gave him the perfect opportunity however, A wire in the wall had been exposed. He stepped up and grabbed it. The first volts burned his hand but the rest he chancier through his skin. The wristband broke and fizzled out, he was free. He instantly morphed and broke through the already ruined wall. He ran a bit and was out the door. He had no idea where to go now, or where his fellow morphs were, or if they were even alive..

Austin.
They reached the edge of the town and Vulcan set down. "Ok so rides over.. Though I think our journey is just beginning. So how about this, you guys need a safe place to hide, or so I'm understand. I have nothing that I need to do, and I feel that you're going to need as much help as possible. So we stick together, at least until you don't want me or need me any more.." Austin jumped to the ground and held his hand out to the girl, as to help her down. "I never did ask any of your names.. "
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Postby Corvus Metallum » Sun Sep 01, 2013 12:10 am

Myles landed next to the trainer's Flygon as it touched down. Since there was nobody else around, he demorphed into human form, though he didn't say anything since the adrenaline that had made him mouth off to all the guards was gone now, leaving his normal timid, introverted self. Pushing his hair back and out of his face, he finally said, "Name's Myles...."

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Postby Costa Cookies » Sun Sep 01, 2013 12:41 am

Akkaga wrote:Austin.
They reached the edge of the town and Vulcan set down. "Ok so rides over.. Though I think our journey is just beginning. So how about this, you guys need a safe place to hide, or so I'm understand. I have nothing that I need to do, and I feel that you're going to need as much help as possible. So we stick together, at least until you don't want me or need me any more.." Austin jumped to the ground and held his hand out to the girl, as to help her down. "I never did ask any of your names.. "

- Ebony -
Taking the trainers hand Ebony akwardly slides off the trainers Flygon, "I'm Ebony, and I'm sorry to say that I never asked your name either, so I guess we're even in that department." She was a completely different person than the one she was like from the facility, wether this was her true personality or not Ebony was an extremely good actor.

- Kyoya -
He could tell already from looking at the escapees that none have ever met him before, and none of them would ever recognize him from the facility even if he were to walk right up from him. So that's what he did, the proverbial mask slid smoothly over his face. To all eyes he now looked like an exciteable child, from a look someone would expect that he was a lot younger than he really is.
Reaching the group his eyes widened, "You're... You're pokemorphs!" Kyoya took a step back, "How did you get away from the facility? I thought I was the only one who escaped..... " Laughing inside, he stared at the boy, Myles, who had morphed back into human form. This new game will be fun.

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Postby Akkaga » Sun Sep 01, 2013 12:05 pm

Austin looked around at everyone. There was so many of them they just seemed to appear out of nowhere. "It's like a great big party.." He scratched the back of his neck. Normally he would love a challenge, but he is a solo travler and the more people he had to watch over was just one more obstacle in his way.. He looked at Ebony. "Nice name, and I guess we are equal, I'm Austin. Austin Steele." Only a few people knew his real name, and he didn't expect any of them to even know anything from the outside.
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Postby Land of the Risen » Sun Sep 01, 2013 1:16 pm

Finn sat on the ground, starring at Austen and Ebony. "Name's Finn." He answered Austen, but if he heard him was a mystery in itself. Suddenly, the guy ran over to them rambiling. Finn merely scooted back a foot or two. This guy was creepy.
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Almost had you
But I guess that doesn't cut it
Almost loved you
I almost wished you would've loved me too
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And I wouldn't amount to shit
I made my first million
AND counted it.
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I'd rather die on my feet
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Yes, so very special
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Postby Gold state » Sun Sep 01, 2013 3:29 pm

Land of the Risen wrote:Finn sat on the ground, starring at Austen and Ebony. "Name's Finn." He answered Austen, but if he heard him was a mystery in itself. Suddenly, the guy ran over to them rambiling. Finn merely scooted back a foot or two. This guy was creepy.



Craig walked over, and stood next to the cluster of people. If they didn't notice him that was fine, but his Dragonite had other ideas. It opened it's Pokeball and came out in a flash of dazzling light.

Undella town was a small but vibrant seaside town, it seemed unspoilt by modern civilisation.
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Postby Corvus Metallum » Mon Sep 02, 2013 10:50 am

Myles looked at the group around him, and at the guy who had just shown up claiming he had escaped from the Facility. Whether or not he was lying didn't even cross his mind as he started to walk away. His introverted personality wasn't at all comfortable with large groups, and it was becoming evident he had trust issues with people he hadn't met before, namely Austin and this new guy that came out of nowhere. Hopefully, no one would notice his absence.

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Postby Constaniana » Mon Sep 02, 2013 1:51 pm

Wilhelmina had found a nice restaurant serving seafood paella and ate that for breakfast, and was strolling through Undella Town drinking a pineapple soda with a straw. There had been some musicians at the restaurant she had been eating at, and Wilhelmina still had their catchy music stuck in her head. She found herself dancing a little bit to the music as she hummed along with it; a slight swing of her hips, incomplete pirouettes on her bare feet in the sand. Wilhelmina stopped when she saw the ragtag group talking amongst themselves. They seemed rather odd, not to mention like they had just been through something stressful or dangerous. She noticed someone who seemed about her age walking away from the main group, and decided to talk to him first.

"Hullo there. Do you mind telling me what all those people over there are doing?" Wilhelmina asked politely, taking another sip of her drink.
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Postby Bezombia » Mon Sep 02, 2013 1:54 pm

Gel crash landed in Seaside Cave due to never having flown for more than ten feet before.
He then glided til he was just out of sight of Undella, and demorphed. Straightening his tie, he walked into the city.
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon...but down this road we've been so many times...
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Black Hand wrote:New plan is to just make thousands of disposable firearms and dump them out of cargo planes with tiny drag chutes attached.
Spreewerke wrote:The metric system is the only measurement system that truly meters.
Spreewerke wrote:Salt the women, rape the earth.
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Postby Sauritican » Mon Sep 02, 2013 1:58 pm

Bezombia wrote:Gel crash landed in Seaside Cave due to never having flown for more than ten feet before.
He then glided til he was just out of sight of Undella, and demorphed. Straightening his tie, he walked into the city.

Jose lost sight of Gel, <Dang it> he thought about demorphing, but decided against it
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Postby Corvus Metallum » Mon Sep 02, 2013 2:54 pm

Constaniana wrote:Wilhelmina had found a nice restaurant serving seafood paella and ate that for breakfast, and was strolling through Undella Town drinking a pineapple soda with a straw. There had been some musicians at the restaurant she had been eating at, and Wilhelmina still had their catchy music stuck in her head. She found herself dancing a little bit to the music as she hummed along with it; a slight swing of her hips, incomplete pirouettes on her bare feet in the sand. Wilhelmina stopped when she saw the ragtag group talking amongst themselves. They seemed rather odd, not to mention like they had just been through something stressful or dangerous. She noticed someone who seemed about her age walking away from the main group, and decided to talk to him first.

"Hullo there. Do you mind telling me what all those people over there are doing?" Wilhelmina asked politely, taking another sip of her drink.

Myles wasn't even out of sight of the group when a girl had started to talk to him. He looked at the ground, not even trying to make eye contact with her. It wasn't that he was trying to be rude, but timidity stopped him from doing it. "I'd rather not talk about it," he said finally. He genuinely didn't want to talk about why the group was there, nor did he want to talk to anyone in general right now. All Myles wanted was to be left alone for a while so he could think. He started walking again, his face still facing the ground.

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Postby Bezombia » Wed Sep 04, 2013 6:11 am

Gel walked in to what he assumed was a store.
He found a scone, picked it up, didn't pay for it, and left. He placed his no tea on the ground for the rats to consume, and trotted off.

A little whiles later, after he'd consumed his scone (which was dry and flavorless) he walked behind a house so no one could see him, morphed, cry-ed as loudly as Metagrossically possible, demorphed, and walked back into town.
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Postby The Carlisle » Thu Sep 05, 2013 5:39 pm

Remilia woke up from her deep slumber. She got up and stretched. Her long hair was in tangles. "What the hell was that," she said tiredly. She heard a gastly metallic noise which woke her up. Rubbing her eyes, she stood up and went to the bathroom. Once in there, she took a shower, dried off, and bombed her hair. She loved her long hair. It took around 4 years to grow but it was at the perfect length. She grabbed two hair pink hair ties and arranged the pigtails she was ever so fond of. She put on underwear and exited the bathroom then went over to her suitcase to pick out an outfit. After minutes of searching, she found a nice sky blue summer dress which showed off her cleavage. She like showing them off, finding it both entertaining and prideful. She put it on and then grabbed a wide brimmed hat of the same color and some sandals.

She exited the bedroom and entered the main room. The room consisted of a kitchen and living room combo. Throughout the room, her Pokemon were doing their own things. Yuyuko and Reisen were in the kitchen cooking something. Meiling, Yuuka, and Cirno were laying on the large couch. Nitori was nowhere to be found. Remilia smiled. It was like a real family. Remilia walked over to the TV and turned it on. The TV buzzed with static. Then, the TV changed onto a channel for a split second. The channels flipped from on channel to another, each for either a second or two each. Remilia watched this with a smile on her face. After a minute, the TV went back to buzzing static. "Good Job Nitori. Almost perfect," Remilia said. Nitori came out of the TV and hovered in front of her, ecstatic. Remilia rubbed her head happily. "Al right everyone, gather around," she said. The pokemon gathered around her, waiting for a response. "We are going out today. I want you guys to enjoy this vacation as well," she said, "Now, everyone into their pokeballs." She recalled the pokemon into each of its balls.

She walked out of the hotel. She had been staying at Undella Town for a night and would be staying for a few more days. She walked out setting out for a restaurant to get something to eat.
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Postby Constaniana » Thu Sep 05, 2013 7:16 pm

"Well, that wasn't very helpful of him," Wilhelmina thought to herself as the young man walked away. She considered talking to some of his apparent comrades, but perhaps they had some urgent business they wished to keep private. And besides, a Barestoan was many things, but being nosy wasn't one of the traits encouraged in her family. As such, Wilhelmina began walking back into Undella Town, pausing for a moment as she thought she heard a Metagross roaring, but dismissing the thought shortly thereafter. It could just be her imagination, or a nearby trainer wishing to test out the newly-evolved form of a Metang they had caught in the Giant Chasm. Regardless, she was on holiday, and had no inclination to investigate it.

Wilhelmina still had the song from earlier stuck in her head, distracting her a bit from where she was going. As such, the young blonde found herself bumping into another person, shorter than she was, but a bit older, by the looks of her.

"Oh, pardon me, I wasn't looking where I was going," Wilhelmina hastily apologized, hoping the stranger didn't lose her temper with her. After all, that would put a damp spot on her otherwise relaxing vacation.
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