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Two Meetings and a Path, Downhill, of course.
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Trainer of the Sacred Flame

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I exited a store at the peak happily, looking down at the pack of 493 stickers I had just bought to put on my pokéballs, when I collided with something large. Something large, muscular, warm, and… familiar? What in the world? “I’m so sorry, mister, I wasn’t paying… attention…” I slowed down as I looked across the person I had just run into. “Missed me yet?” the stranger replied, smirking. The sun caught off his perfect green eyes as I stared at him, a smile slowly forming on my mouth. “TC!” I yelled happily, forgetting all about the stickers in my hand, and just hugging him, as if I hadn’t seen him for months. “What in the world are you doing here?” I asked, pulling away. It seemed he wanted to laugh. And I guess he had a point. We were in the middle of a street and I just hugged him, as if he were about to die if I didn’t. That really didn’t seem like me. Hmm… “Woahwoahwoah! Calm down buddy, the world’s not about to end! Besides, if it were, I’m sure it would stop for at least a couple minutes for someone as handsome as me,” he joked, running his fingers through that chocolate-coloured hair of his, and mock posing. That was TC for you. He’d do almost anything for a laugh. Returning to his regular state, he continued, “When you left, I realized how little to do there was in Inari Town. And I figured, even if I wasn’t into the whole pokémon training, maybe I could keep you company?” He smiled warmly, and even if he’d just asked me to jump off Goldenrod Bridge, I probably would have done it anyway with a smile like that. “Of course you can come! Wow, I’m so glad you changed your mind! How did you get here so fast though?” “The train, silly!” he laughed, ruffling my hair. “So, now what?” “The pokémon center to get some sleep and give my buddies some rest! I’ll introduce them to you later when we’re settled in.” He followed beside me as we headed for the center together.
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Dragon Tamer

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A girl steps out of the train car. Her Treecko lets out a quick cry, and she allows him retreat from the cold inside his Pokéball. The girl, Akehoshi, looks around and pulls out a small black notebook, reading the contents inside. "So... Articuno is said to be sighted most frequently around here.... Up on Borealis Peak." She put the notebook away and walked to find someplace to rest for a little bit, finding her way to a small Pokémon Center.
Walking in, she allowed Ryuu out of his Pokeball again, this time in the warmth of inside. The Treecko quickly perched himself on her shoulder as she looked around. I was told it'd be safer to travel with someone if I'm planning on going through Borealis Peak... she thought to herself, remembering what someone had said to her while they were on the train. "I guess I'll just have to ask around, huh, Ryuu?" she said, scratching him on the head as she looked around at the few people in the Pokemon center.
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Trainer of the Sacred Flame

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“Shrew, shrew!” “Eevee!”
The two Pokémon jumped around my head and shoulders, running around on the ground, only to jump back onto my head again, trying to be the one to get their desired spot.
“Guys, cut it out, I’m sure you can find somewhere else to perch!” I exclaimed at the two struggling Pokémon, while I tried to walk outside the door. The two just looked at me like I was nuts and kept squabbling. “If I have to stop this myself I swe -- oof!” Once again I had bumped into someone, ending up with my butt on the ground. Looking up I noticed it was female. The girl suddenly looked up from a black notebook she’d been reading.
“Oh my gosh, are you okay?” she said worriedly, offering me a hand. I took it, pulling myself up.
TC looked down at me, smirking again, “Gee, you sure seem to be good at bumping into people, maybe you could make it a hobby!”
“Just fine, thanks.” I tell the girl, ignoring TC for the moment. I suddenly noticed the pokéballs at her belt. “Hey! Are you a trainer too?”
“Hmm? Oh yes, I am!” she noticed the two Pokémon fighting for a spot to rest. “Oh, isn’t that just cute!” she exclaimed, and Sandshrew and Eevee looked at her confused. “I guess I should introduce myself, I’m Akehoshi. You can just call me Ake though if you want.”
“Hi Ake, I’m Ryan, and this is my friend TC. We’re on our way down the mountain to Samui Rei.”
“Well isn’t that a coincidence! I was going to do that too. Well that is, as soon as I investigate Articuno.”
“The legendary bird?”
“Yep. You don’t look as shocked as most of the others I tell. In this book I’ve written everything that I know about legendaries – I guess you could call me a legendary researcher.”
“Wow, that sounds cool. Since we’re headed in the same way in the end, mind if I join you? I’d love the chance to see another legendary!”
Another? That would imply he’s already seen one… I guess I’ll have to say yes if I want to get to the bottom of this. “Of course! I’ll show you what I’ve got in my book as we go along if you’d like…”
Ake, Ryan, and TC headed towards the exit of the camp, ready to explore the peak, and maybe even catch a glimpse of Articuno!
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Dragon Tamer

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"Woah! A Swinub, and... And a Snorunt!" Akehoshi exclaimed. Ryuu was back in his Pokeball again by this point, hating the cold. "Excuse me, Ryan, but I've just gotta catch that Snorunt!" she said, and took out a Pokeball. She released the Pokemon from inside, a brilliant Fireworks Quilava!
"Quiiiili!" it cried out, excited to be outside. "All right, Hokkyokusei, ready for a fight?" Akehoshi said. "Quil, quil!" the fire type responded, flaring up the flames on it's back and giving a battle cry. "QUUIIIL!!!"
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WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM? ♥

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Swinub merely stares on, its beady little eyes a mix of curiosity and apathy, however that works. Or maybe you're looking too much into it. Maybe it's just a stupid Swinub. Anyway, Snorunt giggles maniacally, then plops down onto the snow and shuffles toward Quilava, stopping roughly ten paces away. It grins, as if to say, "Draw," and cheesy spaghetti western music starts playing.
...where's that music coming from, anyway? O_o
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 CLICK. YOU CANNOT RESIST THE CARAMELLDANSENING GURREN LAGANN CHARACTERS. CLIIIIICK. "Believe in yourself. Not the you that believes in me, not the me that believes in you. Believe in the you that believes in yourself." I'm not really sure where my icon and sig came from, but they are awesome.
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Trainer of the Sacred Flame

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...Where in the world is that music coming from anyway?? I thought, looking around. "Shrewshrew Saaaandshrew!" I watched as Sandshrew stopped jumping up and down momentarily, and switch the track on a large radio he had behind him. What the heck??? Where did he get that from?? Suddenly on came the extremely badass battle music, Vortal Combat! Smart Sandshrew! Swinub slowly shuffled over onto my feet and started climbing my pants. Huh? O__o "Hey look, you made a friend!" commented TC. Gee, thanks buddy. <__<
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WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM? ♥

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How the heck does one slightly pass out, anyway? O_o
You awaken to utter mayhem, really. Charmander, Sandshrew, and Swinub are all squabbling over a cookie, with The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny on in the background. (Looks like someone turned the radio back on.) Where'd the cookie come from, anyway? O_o Meanwhile, Quilava lets fire an Ember in more ways than one, only to be blocked by a Protect from Snorunt. Oh, and Snorunt gains a little HP from the hail due to its abilitiy. Which is Arabic for "ability." (What? You're saying it isn't? Too bad. It is now because I say so!)
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 CLICK. YOU CANNOT RESIST THE CARAMELLDANSENING GURREN LAGANN CHARACTERS. CLIIIIICK. "Believe in yourself. Not the you that believes in me, not the me that believes in you. Believe in the you that believes in yourself." I'm not really sure where my icon and sig came from, but they are awesome.
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WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM? ♥

Group: Owner
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You...eat...the...cookie...
A wrenching feeling tears through your gut, and you're teleported to a graveyard behind an old house in Britain, where a rat-like man makes you bleed and used the blood to revive Voldemort suddenly, you feel like you have no more control over your body. But that's okay...bodily control is so passé. Doing Joan's bidding is so much more fun.
...wait, who's Joan?
Ohnoez! It was a mind control cookie! D: Fortunately, being hit by an Icy Wind, an Ember, and a Scratch simultaneously from three enraged Pokemon effectively breaks the spell. Unfortunately, it does a number on your already damaged pants.
While you're in pain and TC is lhaoing, Quilava attacks Snorunt. Quickly. Well, not too quickly, considering it had to wait for two more posts before it could actually attack. Still, it does fair damage to Snorunt, who retaliates by going to all the Walmart stores and lowering the prices. Wait, that's Rollback, not Rollout. Oh well, close enough. Quilava, who apparently hates Walmart, takes super effective damage!
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 CLICK. YOU CANNOT RESIST THE CARAMELLDANSENING GURREN LAGANN CHARACTERS. CLIIIIICK. "Believe in yourself. Not the you that believes in me, not the me that believes in you. Believe in the you that believes in yourself." I'm not really sure where my icon and sig came from, but they are awesome.
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Trainer of the Sacred Flame

Group: Former Staff
Posts: 332
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Joined: 19-August 04

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Sandshrew suddenly noticed that both pokemon were now using Rollout and fiddled with the dials on the radio. Huh? Suddenly it turned to a pokemon racing channel, and the announcer began to speak as Sandshrew picked up it's pompoms again. "Shrewshrew Sandshrew shrew!"
"And the racers are speeding down the track!" announces the announcer, quite like a quick announcer, "Snorunt's gaining speed but WAIT, in comes Quilava, taking the turn... OHNO collision!" screamed the announcer just as Quilava and Snorunt bounched into each other. Wow, that was one smart Sandshrew. O__o
Meanwhile I stared down at my jeans, slightly annoyed. Frozen, burned, cut, geez. TC came up to me, (covered in snow) "Hmm, need a hand with those pants...?" he winked at me. I just blinked and dashed behind a bush as he started rolling on the ground laughing again. "OH MY GOD you should have seen your face!!!!"
I swore, if it were possible to die laughing, he would have by now. Walking out from behind the bushes again, he froze. "How do you switch pants that fast? And moreover, where did they come from, and where did the old ones go?"
I decided to let him puzzle it out while I turned my attention to Ake's battle.
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