Pokémon: Renegades (G)
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The Arceus Coalition is on the move. Hoping to annihilate the Union before they see it coming, they set out to capture the weakest legendary force of the four Pokémon regions: Rotom, the Plasma Pokémon. Let the roleplaying begin!
Sendoff Spring, December 23rd, 2010. 11:34 PM
Lancaster drummed his fingers impatiently on the desk. It was in times like these that he needed the comfort of his Pokémon. Lancaster rolled the six Pokéballs onto the floor, revealing his faithful crew of six. It was the 23rd, and coincidentally, Lancaster had calculated (with his Porygon-Z, Link's, help) that they had exactly until midnight on the 31st to apprehend all the legends. They had the leftover of 2010 to complete this daunting task. The Coalition had only about twenty trainers at the time, but their base's location at Sendoff Spring was well concealed and unfathomable by the SilphNet, so lots more renegades were probably trying to locate the Coalition. Shelby jumped onto his lap and licked his face. Lancaster grinned, hiding his uneasiness from his Pokémon.
The base's intercom system crackled to life. "Operation: Plasma Capture will commence in two minutes. Please proceed to the launch pad." Josh returned and pocketed all his Pokémon except for Shelby, who he let tag along out of her ball on missions. They walked to the launch pad. Realizing they'd be flying to the Old Chateau, he pocketed Shelby and let out Gwen. "All right, chica," he grinned, "make sure you're all geared up..."
"Rope?" Lancaster asked.
"Dede!" the Delibird replied.
"Survival kit?"
"Dedede!"
"Food and water?"
"Dedededededede!"
"Alright," Lancaster mused. "Let's get this little electric nuisance in a ball and move on."
Gwen looped her pouch-like tail into a sort of swing for Lancaster to sit on. He plopped into the makeshift seat, and Gwen soared into the stratosphere.
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The Arceus Coalition is on the move. Hoping to annihilate the Union before they see it coming, they set out to capture the weakest legendary force of the four Pokémon regions: Rotom, the Plasma Pokémon. Let the roleplaying begin!
Sendoff Spring, December 23rd, 2010. 11:34 PM
Lancaster drummed his fingers impatiently on the desk. It was in times like these that he needed the comfort of his Pokémon. Lancaster rolled the six Pokéballs onto the floor, revealing his faithful crew of six. It was the 23rd, and coincidentally, Lancaster had calculated (with his Porygon-Z, Link's, help) that they had exactly until midnight on the 31st to apprehend all the legends. They had the leftover of 2010 to complete this daunting task. The Coalition had only about twenty trainers at the time, but their base's location at Sendoff Spring was well concealed and unfathomable by the SilphNet, so lots more renegades were probably trying to locate the Coalition. Shelby jumped onto his lap and licked his face. Lancaster grinned, hiding his uneasiness from his Pokémon.
The base's intercom system crackled to life. "Operation: Plasma Capture will commence in two minutes. Please proceed to the launch pad." Josh returned and pocketed all his Pokémon except for Shelby, who he let tag along out of her ball on missions. They walked to the launch pad. Realizing they'd be flying to the Old Chateau, he pocketed Shelby and let out Gwen. "All right, chica," he grinned, "make sure you're all geared up..."
"Rope?" Lancaster asked.
"Dede!" the Delibird replied.
"Survival kit?"
"Dedede!"
"Food and water?"
"Dedededededede!"
"Alright," Lancaster mused. "Let's get this little electric nuisance in a ball and move on."
Gwen looped her pouch-like tail into a sort of swing for Lancaster to sit on. He plopped into the makeshift seat, and Gwen soared into the stratosphere.