~Hiding the Legendaries~ Let the ultimate Hide and seek start!

[Musical Mayhem]

OOC: check the cafe for more info on the new rules. Thank you.
BIC:

I walked down the moonlit beach, the moon bathed sand squishing between my toes. I looked up at the full moon, remembering the days when I could fly with it. I sighed, and searched the beach agian. I was alone. Completely and utterly alone. I could've sworn that Torkie was following me... I guess not. The only thing I could see behind me were my footprints, filled with ocean water a second later. I sat down on the beach, gazing out at the horizon. The beach always made a perfect backdrop for some lovers making out. But tonight it was just me, my memories, and the moon. A stray cloud passed by the moon, casting a long slim shadow on the beach. Just like the good old days. I wished for my wings again. But I was alone, as usual.

 

[Dex]

OOC: All right! Let's begin.

There was silence in the air, except for the sound of fingers nervously tapping away on keyboards. It was all but fun here. Scientists were walking here and there, Computers accessing and processing info- Yet, there was barely any progress; make that NO progress. In Jack's room, Referred as to "The office," he was shuffling papers. He pushed a button on a microphone welded to the large, sleek oak table.

"Miss Clonason, Dr Progres, Mr Instalish, and Miss Trakom, please report to my office, at once. Thank you." He said, in a flat voice over the Intercom. He switched the microphone off, and awaited the arrival of the 4 figures. Soon, the door opened, revealing the nametag, "Head office." The 4 each sat in their own chair, personalized for them. A curvy figure, with a Red dress, Sleek red hair, all combed and treated up for Buisness, and Crimson lipstick, Also known as Miss Trakom, descided to break the silence, upon arrival of her rather plush leather chair. "Called?" She said, twiddling her thumbs. Jack saw this, and noticed the rest of the Scientists showing a sign of being nervous- Ms Clonason was sweating, Dr Progres was shifting in his seat, and Instalish biting his nails-

He could not blame them. Things were getting quite envious now, and they were quite restless. He was fine, except for the nails. "Please, if you may, to STOP THAT?" Instalish stoped at once. Everybody was staring at Jack.

"Let's talk, shall we?"

 

[Sakura16]

Kyra stared up at the sky. It was late and the stars were sparkling. Sitting on the edge of the fountain in front of the Celadon City Department Store, Kyra thought about the times she would dive deep down under water and still be able to see the twinkle of the stars above.

Knowing it was late, Kyra would have to go back to the hotel soon. Looking down at her watch she that it was 11:00 PM. Only an hour until the Hotel would close and even the guests couldn't get in. With a sigh She stood up from her place and looked down into the water of the fountain.

A small red and white ball lay on the bottom. Reaching into the cool water Kyra pulled out the little ball. She used these quite often as did almost every trainer. It was a Pokeball. It felt heavy to her so she pressed the button and it became it's larger form. When she pushed it again a Pokemon came out. It was a very small Dratini. The poor thing was badly beaten. Probably was thrown away by a careless trainer after it lost a battle.

Kyra knelt down and picked the Dratini up. She cradled it in her arms and ran off to the Pokemon Center.

 

[Psychic]

OOC: Sakura16, why the heck would someone throw away a Dratini? Those things are insanely rare, and even if one lost a battle, no trainer would be stupid enough to throw it away, or even be careless enough with it that they would be able to do something like throw it away.




“…And he would always lick my hand to wake me up in the morning…” wept a woman in her mid-twenties, draped in black clothing. She stared down at the grave of a Growlithe, the stone reading ‘Growler- beloved friend and part of the Geller household’. Sui nodded in understanding, placing a hand on the woman’s shoulder, which shook with her sobs.

“It’s okay, Mrs. Geller; he’s okay now. Growler is in a happy place; I’m sure it isn’t as happy as your home -he must have had a wonderful life there- but he will be happy, now. You need not grieve, for death is only the Beginning…” Sui said comfortingly, her voice trailing off as she thought about mystical things only the Legendary Mew knew.

The mourning woman didn’t seem to hear the last bit, but she sniffed and smiled bravely, lifting her head. “Thank you, deary, you’ve been a great comfort…I must be going, now. Good-bye, Sui, and I thank you for all the support…” Mrs. Geller said, bowing her head in thanks as she left the Tower, a tissue clinging to her tear-soaked face.

Sui watched her go, her eyes large and full of sadness. She knew Mrs. Geller would be fine- time heals all wounds, after all. She looked back at the Growlithe’s grave, thinking about how much the little pup must have meant to the woman. She shifted her gaze to the tomb next to it, in which lay the Absol of some other trainer. She looked behind it at the grave of an Espeon, and its Vaporeon sister next to it…her eyes roved around the graves; each a soul that once walked the Earth in sun and rain, in happiness and sadness, in health and in sickness, each one of her children, each to be forgotten some day…

Sui tore her gaze away from the sight, shaking her head sadly. The young girl sighed. “And how many will go down against their own will…?” she muttered as she turned and left. Sometimes, she couldn’t bear to see so many of her children like this…



“Something on your mind, Sui?”

Sui looked up from the spaghetti on her plate and twirled onto the fork in her hand into the kind, elderly face of Mr. Fuji at the other end of the dinner table.
The two had dinner together most every night, almost always accompanied by a few other people; other volunteers, mourners and people just stopping by Lavender Town for a visit with nowhere else to go, which was quite often, as the Pokémon Center wasn’t big enough to house more than ten people at once, despite the free hotel-like services they offered. Tonight, however, only two people sat at the table that could hold about fifteen.

“I dunno, Mr. Fuji…something’s just been on my mind lately, and I can’t shrug off the feeling that something’s coming.” she answered slowly, trying to pick the appropriate words. She felt like Tony from that play, West Side Story, except that she didn’t break into song like he did. Not usually, anyway. But like the teenage lover, she felt something was going to happen, something big, and it got nearer every day. Sui looked back down at her meal- the pasta had slipped off her fork back onto the plate, landing in the dark red sauce with a squishy plop. She began twirling some more spaghetti onto the utensil, not looking back up at the inquisitive look she was being given.

The old man nodded thoughtfully after a moment. “Ah, I see.” He paused, eyes turning upward at the ceiling of the little house. “Well, I have the feeling you won’t have to wait long.”

Sui’s head snapped back up as she looked back at Mr. Fuji, shocked. The old man, however, acted as if he had said nothing, and had gone back to eating his dinner.

 

[Lucas!]

OOc: Fianlly~

Bic: Icee rand through the streets his swinub just behind." Come on silly we have to get there" Icee said. "Nub nub Swinub" the pokemon said eagerly. They soon reached there destination, Just outsied of Curclean."Yes" icee said" We can leave". " you wait" Some one yelled behind him. He urned around and was suprised to see a policemen behine him. " Damn i thought i lost them. Icee ran As fast as he could " I said stop"! " Swinub icywind". Swinub obayed his trainer and let a frigied wind loose. "Aaa" The guard screamed in pain. " well see ya"!

 

[Literate]

OOC: Hey, I watched West Side Story. Coincidence?

Milky liquid dripped down her hand, the icy snack already starting to melt.

Suzu licked her ice cream cone, savoring the sweet taste on her human tongue. Her other hand was placed on top of the sign, while she leaned backwards and admired the sunset. Behind her was the huge Celadon Department Store, lights peeking out of the windows. She closed her eyes and let the night breeze brush her face. She always enjoyed the wind blowing at her face.

Of course, that was when she could fly.

Taking the last chunk of the cream and milk mixture into her mouth, she started to walk slowly towards the rubbish bin. The dough cone, mushy with moisture, fell into the deep black void. Suzu enthusiastically looked at the 'plunky' sound it made when the cone reached the bottom, as she had never knew that baked items could make that sort of noise. After at least ten seconds of staring at the garbage can, she twirled around, and scanned the city. She placed on a pair of earphones that were plugged into a small radio box. A scratchy sound made way through the wire, intimidating her inner soul.

"Enough playing around. Time to get to work now, Celebi."

 

[Mawile XD]

Jack walked in an alleyway. He was disapointed, and partly furious. That stupid necklace. He would fight the scientists to death. But... why were the humans so... ...power hungry? They were pure evil. It had to have been some cruel joke of fate that he must be one. Jack sat, and watched two Meowth fight over a dead Goldeen. They had been forced to hide. Jack longed for wings, for the tongues of flame that lapped at the edges of his wings. He imagined his beak, sticking just past his eyes. If he could, he would simply be Moltres, instead of a weak human. He longed for a simple peace, he would even spend an hour underwater to not be a human. Life was cruel, and gave no happiness. The Meowth had worries, but they adapted. Perhaps he should too. He should make the most out of his situation.

 

[Xtra]

Josh, once known as the thunderbird Zapdos, was working as an electrition. He was able to get the job after seemingly fixing a generator everyone thought was unfixable. In fact, all he did was send an electric surge through it. It'll last for about another 12 hours.

He was currently working at Saffron, wondering when he'll see his brother and sister again. Expesially Articuno. He hoped she was alright. He knew that she was a big girl, but he was still very protective of her.

"Something on your mind?" his friend Thunder asked.

Thunder was a Jolteon. He found it as an injured Eevee, and brought it to the center. he knew the Joys were a rarity among humans. they were actually kind and not power hungry.

Anyway, he took care of him, and soon evolved him into a Jolteon. After making sure he wasn't under the scientists control, he told him everything. Thunder told him that he'd help any way he could.

"Yeah, kinda,' he said, as he sat on the end of the bed in the hotel room they rented for teh night

 

[Knightblazer]

“What can be defined as humanity? The will to live, the choice to protect… and to love.”

--- Lucifer Leonheart​

Safari Zone: Fuisha City

“…and there we go!” I exclaimed happily as I bandaged up the injured Nidorino’s leg. The purple beast looked to me with thankful eyes, and then quickly set off into the forest once again. I stood up from my squatting positing, wiping away the sweat from my eyebrows. My companion and true friend, Lucied, was standing beside me.

<You sure are quite popular, huh?> he remarked.

“‘Course I am, Lucied ol’ pal,” I replied, grinning at him. Just then, I saw the Safari Manager walking up towards me from the corner of my eye. I turned towards him, smiling. “What’s up, boss man?” I asked cheerily.

The manager patted me on my shoulder. “Well, I’m here to say a big ‘thank you’ for what you’ve done these past few months. I wouldn’t know how the Safari would be like without your help.”

“It was nothing! Really, I just love to help these Pokemon. Besides, I get free food and lodgings here, so it’s really no problem!” I chirped back, waving off the thanks. Lucied sweatdropped beside me. <You only came here because the place reminded you of your home, Master…>

I decided not to comment on his remark.

“Anyway,” I continued, “I may need to move out soon, so I really need to thank you for the help you’ve given me these few months as well, especially with my mechinial arm,” I said, gesturing the metallic arm that replaced my left arm that had been blasted off. “If not for you, I’d think I would be coping on one arm right now!”

The managed smiled slightly at my remark. “That was no problem. But it did startle me when I saw you for the first time. I remember on that stormy night when you fainted on the outskirts of Fuisha. I found and brought you home. It really surprised me when I saw that you were short of a left arm.”

“And after when I woke up, you immediately went to order a custom-made arm for me. I can’t really do much to repay you except to help around here.” I said.

“And a good thing too, Lucifer; you did an excellent job caring for the Pokemon!” the manager exclaimed happily, patting me on the back.

“Nah… it was nothing,” I replied, blushing.

;rukario; Knightblazer ;262;

 

[rotrum]

starry rushed out of the hotel and followed Kyra and said '' kyra the hotel is ,for some reason, closing early i just heard we have to get back in only 15 minutes until it closes '' then he noticed the small and injured dratini in her arms and said '' what happenned to the dratini and where did you find him are you sure we can get him from here to the pokemon center, which is on the other side of town,wait until he is done healing which, should take a while since he's hurt badly and go all the way back to the hotel in less then 15 minutes or are you going to go to the pokecenter, leave him, go to the hotel, try to get there in less then 15 minutes or have me teleport in and unlock the door from the inside out and pick up the dratini tomorrow oops well now it's 12 minutes quikly choose the 1st plan or the 2nd plan''

 

[Sakura16]

OOC: Pyschic, I did that because something later on happens and the Dratini is important for that experience.

"Starry you talk way too fast. And well I have a few potions I guess I could try to heal him on my own for now and take him to the Pokemon Center tomorrow." Kyra said as she walked toward the hotel.

When she looked down, Kyra saw the little Dratini staring up at her. Kyra was unable to see very well in the dark, but she knew that the Dratini sence that there was something different about her. Stroking the Dratini's head softly she sped up slightly, knowing that the Dratini need to be healed and soon.

 

[Musical Mayhem]

OOC: Wow, one day and I miss so much. Moving on..
BIC:

I looked up at the moon one last time before heading back to my room. The Pokemon Center's lights were on, casting a yellow rectangle on the dim beach. I walked over to the glass door, which slid open with a slow swish. I strode into the warmth of the Pokemon Center; too warm in my opinion. Always too warm. The humans had no idea what cold was, they defined it as late night streaking on the beach. But I guess that's just them. I walked past Nurse Joy, whose head was down on the entry desk and she was snoring.

Ha, everyone has to sleep, even Nurse Joy. I should tell that to Bob, I thought, walking past his room, number 123, which had a small crack of light radiating from under it. He was always bashing Nurse Joy mentally, but he never touched her physicly so the police couldn't get him. I pulled my key out and slid it through the metal scanner of door 113. It flashed green and the lock clicked open.

I walked in and flopped on the bed, waiting for Torkie.

 

[Zerodius]

OFF: Took a while to complete. I hope it's OK...

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Darkness... to be one with the Darkness... to walk in it... to let it cover you and become you...

Selven longed for the embrace of this power... a power which he couldn't feel in his state. He had always been accustomed to the sorrow, the suffering... To hear the voices of those who grieve, to hear the calls of the wicked, to hear the prayers of those wishing for destruction... He, the destined Enemy...

He had refused this fate, despite having the perfect personality for the job. What use was there? He is much happier in this state... although happy is maybe not the word.

He looked down at the bag containing a struggling soul. Why it struggled, it was beyond him. "It's not personal. It's just that... I cannot allow you to spread what you seen and I fear that in my current state, I am unable to undo your memory... so, I shall undo you entirely." such irony... he was unable to undo that poor innocent trainer's memory but he could still undo his life. This world is a strange one... one where controlled destruction is harder to do than destroying everything.

He kicked into the bag and it fell into the river loudly. He looked around... no one in sight. Excellent. He took the Pokedex he stole from the trainer before putting him in that bag, placed it in front of him, and then brought down his foot on it. The sound of shattered metal and glass was heard and the Pokedex was crushed neatly. All that was left was to get rid of the Pokemon... the three poor souls.

Too bad they are proofs... for else, they would have lived... but well, whatever. He needed to keep this cover on and obstacles, may they be alive or non-living, have to be eliminated.

"Swallot, reveal yourself." said the silver-haired human, releasing a Swallot from its Pokeball. The Pokemon turned to its trainer and said something in Pokemon language.

The tall human figure frowned. To understand the words of Pokemon... such a pleasant ability. In his condition, he could only understand human words, which is bothersome. That Swallot... he couldn't even learn his name or anything about it since its language was a mystery to his inferior human ears. Still, he could still assume that the Swallot would obey. Pokemon are stupid. They follow humans blindly as long as they have the red and white spheres on them.

... and then, people like the Chosen and Mew used to say that Pokemon aren't slaves? He wished they had been right. He had lost faith in almost everything... not that it mattered. As long as the world live on, he can always correct it.

He held the three Pokeballs. Three more entries on his kill count... and he cannot even list their names on any tomb. They will be forgotten, forever swallowed by the sands of time...

... well, no time for guilt and anyway, guilt never achieved anything.

"Here. Eat." he said, throwing the first Pokeball at the Swallot.

The Pokemon opened wide its mouth and swallowed the sphere whole. The Swallot's eyes widened for a second as the Pokeball finished dissolving, releasing the life within... but the Swallot quickly rebecame calm and serene as the life was dissolved too. The human repeated the operation until all Pokeballs were gone.

"There... good Swallot..." he petted the Swallot's head. The Pokemon grinned stupidly. Selven figured out it might have a severely below-average IQ... like almost any regular Pokemon, he guessed.

"Now... return." Pokeballs are a hinderance. Pokemon are very capable of walking and other means than Pokeballs can be used for dangerous terrain... but since it was a convention that Pokeballs were soooo convenient, it was in his interest to use them... and so, against his will, he did so.

As he finished returning the Swallot to its Pokeball, the human felt a shiver go down his spine as he stared at the sphere. Thankfully, he is immune to those awful spheres in this form. He wonder... how does it feels to be captured? A bigger shiver gone down his spine. Actually, he doesn't want to find out... never, ever.

He placed the Pokeball on his belt and returned to the town. Looking around nervously, he was relieved to see that people minded their own business. Yes, he had did all that away from prying eyes... but the one who is not careful is lost. Looks like he was careful enough...

He slowly entered the Pokemart, built the parts for the machine needed to his plans, made the upgrade to his Pokegear, and left the town.

During his trip through the Rock Tunnel, on the way to Lavender Town, he shall assemble the machines. First, what he would need to return to this state once he was done with his first task in Lavender Town and then, he would assemble the machine he would need to take care of a certain... "problem"... should things go wrong during the second task.

As he got into the darkness of the cave, he released a few of his Pokemon... but did not use Flash. His Pokemon shall be his eyes in the maze and his shield against hungry wild Pokemon... and anyway, the darkness shall be his friend and ally, once more. In the darkness, one cannot tell what one's hands is assembling...

... the fleeting, cold, calm, relaxing, peaceful Darkness... Why it was so hated when it is so useful and purifying, he shall probably never know...

 

[Dex]

Tensions were high- All of the 4 Heads, Miss Clonason, Dr Progres, Mr Instalish, and Miss Trakom- Knew something Jack didn't.. At least, they think so. They had been keeping tabs of the Legendaries, then POOF- they just went off the face of the earth. Of course, Jack knew: He was keeping tabs of them, more then they thought. As a matter-of-fact, he has 4 safely contained binders containing certain info on them.

Jack waved his hand to a casual table, loaded with cups and assorted drinks. "Please." He said, glaring daggers at all of them. Nervously, they all picked up a cup, poured some grape wine into each of their cups, and sat down again. They gave nervous looks at each other. He was never this nice, to anyone- good news, maybe?

"This is nothing of what you think of- this is merely a Progress report." Progres sighed. It was his job to keep track of the Progress of taking over the Legendaries- Leading both Instalish and Trakom. "May I start?" He grunted, standing up, now revealing a suitcase. He clicked open the locks, and grabbed the papers. He was about to talk, when Jack spoke for him.

"The Legendaries have disappeared. Don't sugarcoat it." Progres gave a loud Gacking sound, and the rest stopped sipping their cups. "Er.. Um.. Yes.." Progres said, now sitting down and putting the papers back. "I suppose I’ll let Trackom and Instalish continue.." He muttered. Trackom stood up, and took her lipstick out from her pocket. However, on the other side, was a built-in laser pointer. She turned it on, and turned on a Video camera from the back, and dimmed the lights..

 

[Xtra]

(I love those names)

Zapdos's eyes snapped open. In the dim light, he could see Thunder sleeping peacefully next to the bed. He streched and decided to take a midnight walk around the city.

The evening was cold, but not freezing. Zapdos could see his breath coming out in puffs as he walked. His island never got this cold, except the one time his sister froze it as a joke. That brought a smile to his face, as he thought of that. He was cold, and he didn't know why. Not till he saw ice covering everything, and Articuno laughing like a maniac.

Now back to the present.

What were they going to do about the scientists, and the legendaries that are already under their control? He knew there was a couple that have already fallen, and they somehow needed to know who they were, before they took control of the rest of them.

 

[The Smore]

ooc - I'm away for a couple of days and all this happens !
bic :

Omart stretched his aching muscles. He loved working out after a hard days work 'guarding'. Hah. That was a joke. Who was going to attack the most powerful trainers in the wrold. He snorted. That too was a joke. If he was still his old self then he could crush them all with a flick of his claw. Except for Glacia, he was wary of her. But once he was ruler of the world he would crush her.

<Sniff Sniff - what's that ?> exclaimed his vaporeon. He glanced at her. He saw no need to give her a nickname, they were just vague sentiments by weak trainers. But he did smell something burning.

Jumping off of his work mat he rushed into the small kitchen. His beans were burning. Without fear he plunged his hands into the boiling pot, relishing in the heat. his muscles forgot their ache, and he spooned out the beans onto a plate along with some waffles.

Just then a small cell phone started to ring.

"What" growled Omart.

"Have you made any progress finding the other legendaries ?" Came a dark voice that sounded as if it breathed shadows.

"No" was the abrupt answer

"WHAT ! Maybe we made a mistake asking you. I know of a raikou that may be more willing ...

"Wait ! I'll ... i'll start tomorrow ok"

"goo..."

Omart clicked of his phone in the middle of the mysterious persons sentence. He and his vaporeon settled down to eat.

 

[Musical Mayhem]

I sat up, the room was dim. Nothing was there. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table: 12:07. Nice, I"d fallen asleep. I could only imagine how late Torkie's boss would keep him. Poor Torkie, having to work to support us. Why couldn't humans be like us Pokemon and not do anything stupid like invent money? Okay, yeah I'd done stupid stuff before...

~FLASHITY BACK!~
I flapped my wings, rolling through the air like an airplane away from the black rings. They pulled me in like I was a magnet and smashed at me. I struggled in a dead panic, acting on my instincts. I had to get out, and I didn't care how. It was April fools and I had to get Zapdos back for that exploding cake he left on my island. It was all in good fun though. We were siblings you know. We *are* siblings, we're still all alive. So anyways, I escaped somehow, like I said acting on instinct.

I flew over to Zapdos' island and began to freeze it. Oh the fun. It did result in a family fight though, but don't all families do that? Well, we did almost kill Lugia, I still feel bad about that.

~END OF FLASHITY BACK~
I sighed, those were the good old days. I sat back down on the bed and continued my vigulant watch for Torkie. Well, maybe not so vigilant, I think I fell asleep again... *snore*.

 

[Literate]

Suzu glanced down the concrete street. It was empty, deserted with only a few humans strolling around.

'I wasn't made for this job...' She tried to sense any abnormalties in the area. None. 'Maybe I shouldn't have slacked off. But then, there was no legands around here.'

She sighed. It wasn't long after she had the Crystal Transformation when she was caught. Strangely, though, she still remembered it. She remembered the pain. She remembered process. She remembered several others that had the same fate as herself. She still remembered the shame she had brought upon herself when her last free thought was that she was one of the first ones to be captured. She remembered it all.

Suzu, though, didn't bother with it.

And it was time to sleep. She could easily find others at night. "Right?"

~PEACE~

 

[~*Nobody*~]

Ice looked at the stars. She was just out side of the town, where she sleeped at night.

~FLASH BACK~

Ice as Suciune was lying in a field. She sighed and looked at the clear star filled sky. Nothing was going wrong... it was a perfect night. Her sisters were sleeping somewhere over in the distance. Ice didn't want to sleep but to look at the stars, they were always so peaceful. Ice got up and ran over to the lake. The water was still and smooth like glass. Ice lied down and started to sleep.

~FIN~

"Why can't this be just like then, peaceful." Ice said still staring at the sky. This place was nothing like her home....

OOC: Sorry for such a short post still having a RP block...

 

[InnerFlame]

OOC: Yeah I posted! Had writer's block about how to start... I was also waiting for Suicune to post.

BIC:

Darkness filled the sky and the silver light of the stars shined brightly. It was nearly silent except for the occasional flapping of wings of the night pokemon. A girl with long white hair looks back at the town she was staying at... She turned around and a Natu is seen riding on her shoulder. Her name is Electra...she once was Raikou and roamed the world at great speed and had strong powers that made other quiver at sight of her. But now she was a mere human, not only that a pawn for the evil who cause this change to happen. She had a little trace of her powers...

"Electra hurry to Celadon town" the dreadful voice in her head spoke, "Maybe there we'll find more of you legendary pals." She looked down sadly, Electra didn't have any choice. As she quicken her pace she only wish she wouldn't meet any of her friends and would be force to watch them suffer the same fate. She looked down at her left wrist and grabbed an unseen object on it... it was the bracelet.