The music that was playing was getting louder and louder in Iris' head as the trance began to take a hold of her. In fact the music began to muffle the further away she was from the source. That didnt mean she was fully concious of aware as she just followed Silvano like a doll that could still move and make use of her limbs. Her eyes didn't look as glossed over as before but she wasn't in the same realm as Silvano as he started to shake her a little to get her awakr.
She could feel herself staring back at Silvano but she couldn't wake up the way he wanted to. After all, it took hitting herself with a wall to get her to wake up. Unbeknownst to either one of them, a very small pokemon was trying to settle above them. The yellow little one tried to collect a little more electricity and decided for the source between. The pokemon used its thread to land on Iris. Looking at Silvano was a Joltik as it gave it off a little spark.
"Ow..." Iris reacted the spark as she looked Silvano "Here where are you now... and shocked me..." Iris asked as she scratched the hair of the wig. The poor litte pokemon couldn't hold up to a human hand it returned back to its nest. "That was so weird.... Is there something in my hair Silvano?"
X⇒ LOCATION :Spooky Mansion XXXXXXXXXX⇒ WITH : ... After what felt like several minutes, Ichiro had cautiously began to crawl out from under the table he had been hiding under in the foyer, bringing his Snivy out with him. He was thankful the Haunter didn't case after him. I was probably satisfied with the abject horror in his target's eyes when it jumped out at him and Tsutarja. What a scare that was. On record, it was officially the largest pokemon Ichiro had ever seen and never wanted to see again.
"Think it's safe to continue exploring?" Ichiro couldn't help but ask his little partner. Snivy only looked up at him as if incredulous of what he was saying. By the looks of it, the little guy had already had enough of this place. "Tsutarja. We have to stay strong. There might be a really cool pokemon lurking around here. Wouldn't you want a cool new friend?" Ichiro explained to him, trying to sound a little more chipper than what he was still feeling. His Snivy only shook his head, but that wasn't the answer Ichiro was willing to accept. "Just hang on. Hopefully we'll pick a better direction this time." With that, Ichiro gently scooped the pokemon back up into his arms before continuing down another hallway. He still had no idea where Phoebe was, but thought maybe his goal would be to look for her instead of any more trouble.
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✗ STATUS : Fine ✗ MOOD : Nervous ✗ CLUBS : Drama Club (President) ✗ HOUSE : Salamence // Dorm Room 101 ✗ ATTIRE : Leafeon Costume in pic
✗ WORD COUNT :No Idea;macbook program won't say ✗ OOC : ...
>> To: Phoebe Message: Hey! I got your costume -- you're gonna love it! : D Also, I'm just now at the mansion. If you're still here, I'm in the front Foyer. I'm kinda scared.<<
>> To: Ichiro Message: Hey! Meet me in the C&P classroom with our costumes? I can't wait to see what you did! <<
X⇒ LOCATION :Spooky Mansion XXXXXXXXXX⇒ WITH : ... As Ichiro proceeded to head down a new hallway on the main floor, he began to hear some kind of strange music. Great, just as he was starting to become more comfortable, things had to immediately get creepy again. "What do you think that is?" He asked the grass snake in his arms. Tsutarja only looked back at him curiously before realizing that his partner had all of a sudden come to an abrupt halt in the middle of the hallway. "Sni?" The little pokemon spoke up, attempting to get Ichiro's attention. Strangely, Ichiro had grown both still and silent as he watched a tall bi-pedal pokemon step into view while swing a pendulum rhythmically back and forth. There was nothing he could do. He was compelled against his will to just star back at it, without even blinking. Ichiro had fallen victim to Hypno's trance and there was nothing he could do about it. Meanwhile, his Snivy looked on nervously as he tried to think of a way to help.
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[イチロー ・ 佐藤]
✗ STATUS : Fine ✗ MOOD : Nervous ✗ CLUBS : Drama Club (President) ✗ HOUSE : Salamence // Dorm Room 101 ✗ ATTIRE : Leafeon Costume in pic
✗ WORD COUNT :No Idea;macbook program won't say ✗ OOC : ...
>> To: Phoebe Message: Hey! I got your costume -- you're gonna love it! : D Also, I'm just now at the mansion. If you're still here, I'm in the front Foyer. I'm kinda scared.<<
>> To: Ichiro Message: Hey! Meet me in the C&P classroom with our costumes? I can't wait to see what you did! <<
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X⇒ LOCATION :Spooky Mansion XXXXXXXXXX⇒ WITH : ... Realizing that Ichiro was in trouble, Tsutarja began to squirm in the boy's arms until he was able to free himself. He then scampered up onto the blond's shoulder before poking at his face in an attempt to brake the boy from his trance. It did little to help so Snviy decided to use a little more effort. Letting one of his vines extend from somewhere behind his neck, the grass pokemon then flicked it across his master's face in an attempt to wake him. Upon seeing no reaction, Tsutarja only tried again, and again. He wasn't striking Ichiro very hard since he was afraid he'd hurt the kid, but upon feeling a little more desperate, he decided to try one last time, but with a little more force behind it. With another flick of his vine, Tsutarja snapped it against the side of Ichiro's face, making the boy flinch as he felt something smack against his cheek. It didn't really hurt, but made Ichiro instinctively bring his hand up to the spot and rub at it as if it did. "What was that about?" He asked the pokemon who proceeded to retract his vine. The little guy then attempted to tell him what was up, mostly by squealing different variations of the word "sni" and "snivy" in a rapid session, which was only lost on the boy who couldn't speak pokemon. "Was there something on my face?" Ichiro couldn't help but question, sounding even more confused. Though upon noticing that his Snivy was then pointing towards something down the hall, he began to realize that it wasn't a good idea to continue it down it. Thankfully the Hypono had taken off after having his fun, though, it wasn't unlikely that he'd try his hand at hypnotizing them both again if given the chance.
"Alright, let's try going into a room this time." Ichiro decided to suggest as he took the Snivy down form his shoulders and back into his arms in front of him. There where so many doors to choose from in the hall, that Ichiro didn't know which one to pick. Though, he eventually settled on the on that was nearest to him.
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✗ STATUS : Fine ✗ MOOD : Nervous ✗ CLUBS : Drama Club (President) ✗ HOUSE : Salamence // Dorm Room 101 ✗ ATTIRE : Leafeon Costume in pic
✗ WORD COUNT :No Idea;macbook program won't say ✗ OOC : ...
>> To: Phoebe Message: Hey! I got your costume -- you're gonna love it! : D Also, I'm just now at the mansion. If you're still here, I'm in the front Foyer. I'm kinda scared.<<
>> To: Ichiro Message: Hey! Meet me in the C&P classroom with our costumes? I can't wait to see what you did! <<
X⇒ LOCATION :Spooky Mansion XXXXXXXXXX⇒ WITH : ... Opening the door and walking inside, Ichiro just barely registered that he had stepped right into a trap. It turned out to be a giant spider web conveniently placed within the threshold of the door. What a horrible trick. "I... I can't move." Ichiro protested as he attempted to back himself out of the sticky web. It was no use. His face was firmly planted in it, along with his shoulders, arms and legs. Oh why did this happen? Even his Snivy was stuck, trapped within his arms that had been crossed in front of him. "Sniii" The little guy cried out as he attempt to struggle free. "Looks like we're stuck." Ichiro whined, while once again trying to kick his legs form the web. He then attempted to roll onto his side, but that didn't work either.
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[イチロー ・ 佐藤]
✗ STATUS : Fine ✗ MOOD : Nervous ✗ CLUBS : Drama Club (President) ✗ HOUSE : Salamence // Dorm Room 101 ✗ ATTIRE : Leafeon Costume in pic
✗ WORD COUNT :No Idea;macbook program won't say ✗ OOC : ...
>> To: Phoebe Message: Hey! I got your costume -- you're gonna love it! : D Also, I'm just now at the mansion. If you're still here, I'm in the front Foyer. I'm kinda scared.<<
>> To: Ichiro Message: Hey! Meet me in the C&P classroom with our costumes? I can't wait to see what you did! <<
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X⇒ LOCATION :Spooky Mansion XXXXXXXXXX⇒ WITH : ... After a moment of being stranded within the giant spider web, Ichiro took the time to collect his thoughts. He wasn't to badly scared. He didn't see any giant spiders coming down to eat him, though that thought alone would give him nightmares later. But at least nothing really scary was happening. Though, what if that haunter decided to come back? Thinking about pokemon, maybe it was possible to get Snivy to help him out of this predicament?
Trying his best to look down at the pokemon still trapped in his arms, Ichiro had an idea. "Tsutarja. Do you think you can use Vine Whip to free us? maybe you can guide your vines though the web and knock down its weakest bits?" He explained, hoping Snivy would be able to follow. "Sni!" The pokemon seemed to squeal with excitement. "Just be careful not to touch the shiny threads. I heard that Spinark have non-sticky threads in the web so that they can walk on it without getting stuck." He then further explained, convincing his pokemon to be even more careful. With baited breath, Ichiro watched as his Snivy extended one of his vine through one of the holes in the web before guiding it to where it was attached around the door. "Watch out. That one might be sticky." Ichiro warned as he watched the vine extend past his face toward one of the more shiny looking threads. "Try the one below that one." He explained, watching as the pokemon then made a swift chop with the vine, successfully cutting down a decent piece of the thread. "Yeah! That's it!" Ichiro cheered on as he watched his pokemon make another incision on the web. Already he could feel it beginning to loosen. "Just a couple more."
With one more swat, the web finally came down, allowing Ichiro to back out of the doorway finally. He then let Tsutarja drop from his grasp as he began to pull the rest of the sticky threads off himself. Man, that was a lot of work. "Good job, Tsutarja." He congratulated his Snivy, giving him a gentle pat on the head. "Now... let's try another door." Without giving his pokemon much of a break, Ichiro had already headed over to the next door down the hall, this time careful as he opened it. He didn't want to fall into another massive spider web.
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[イチロー ・ 佐藤]
✗ STATUS : Fine ✗ MOOD : Nervous ✗ CLUBS : Drama Club (President) ✗ HOUSE : Salamence // Dorm Room 101 ✗ ATTIRE : Leafeon Costume in pic
✗ WORD COUNT :No Idea;macbook program won't say ✗ OOC : ...
>> To: Phoebe Message: Hey! I got your costume -- you're gonna love it! : D Also, I'm just now at the mansion. If you're still here, I'm in the front Foyer. I'm kinda scared.<<
>> To: Ichiro Message: Hey! Meet me in the C&P classroom with our costumes? I can't wait to see what you did! <<
X⇒ LOCATION :Spooky Mansion XXXXXXXXXX⇒ WITH : ... Albeit slightly hesitant, Ichiro opened the second door he found in the hallway and immediately flinched, throwing his hands up over his face. He was almost expecting something to jump out at him by this point, however, nothing did. "Huh?" Ichiro shrugged, slowly taking his hands down from his face. "I guess it's safe." Putting a hand out in front of him, Ichiro felt around the air in front of him, just to make sure there were no "invisible" spider webs lingering in the doorway. Thankfully, there wasn't any to be found. "Looks like we can go in." The blond soon told his pokemon as he made his way inside the room. Tsutarja was hesitant, but decided he wanted to follow after Ichiro, just to make sure he would be safe.
Reach for the light switch, Ichiro flicked it on with an audible click, but nothing happened. Fortunately, the room wasn't exactly dark as moonlight, flooding in through a small window at the back, seemed to provide just enough light to see. As far as Ichiro could tell, the room looked like a small pantry, or something of similar nature. All kinds of metal shelving units lined the small room, save for the back where the window was. There also appeared to be empty cans, potatoes sacks, boxes of insta-mash, silverware and all kinds of empty boxes all over the place in the room. It looked like a bomb had gone off and had been left abandoned since. It didn't smell like there was any rooting food left behind, so Ichiro decided to take a step further into the room just to check it out. He was mostly interested in all the different empty boxes of food products that where left behind. It looked really old, and kinda neat to look at admittedly. It made him wonder if maybe his parents would be familiar with what some of the stuff was.
Gazing at all the stuff in the room, one particular thing seemed to stand out. What looked like a can of beans on the back shelf looked immaculate compared to the rest of the stuff, as if it had been just bought from the store. What was something like that doing here? Curious, Ichiro headed on over to the metal shelf it was on to take a closer look. As he did, his Snivy seemed to follow him, as if hesitant to stray too far from Ichiro's side. Reaching for the metal can on the shelf, Ichiro froze as it suddenly slid two inches away from his hand, seemingly on it's own. "Did that just move?" Ichiro asked his Pokemon, before looking back at the can, only to find that it had someone moved another two inches further down the shelf. "Do you think something's inside it?" He then questioned, as he once again attempted to bring his hand closer to the moving can. Without fail, it once again slid further down the shelf, as if it didn't wish to be touched. Ichiro began to feel goosebumps cover his skin. He felt like the room around him had suddenly grown colder all of a sudden. Maybe it meant they weren't alone? "Maybe we should get going?" Ichiro meekly spoke, slowly starting to back away from the shelf. As he did, the metal can that had moved had suddenly sprung back to life again, this time giveing a little shake before letting out a little noise. It souded like someone saying "Phan." Could it have meant there was a pokemon trapped underneath? At that thought, Ichiro wondered if a Rattata or something small had somehow trapped itself, and felt his courage returning as he wanted to help it.
Approaching the shelf once more, this time Ichiro used both hands to grab hold of the can on the shelf, feeling it shake more intensely as it now had nowhere to go. Feeling proud of himself, Ichiro slowly began to lift up the hollow can in the hopes of freeing the pokemon underneath. Though, just as he had lifted it about an inch off the shelf, something brown and black suddenly rushed out from underneath. It stopped mere inches from Ichiro's face, waving its tiny hands around and shaking its head from side-to-side while letting out a long drawn out "Phaaa" sound. Upon seeing this, Ichiro reeled back on his feet, nearly tripping over then and his Snivy as he nearly ran into the little guy as he backed up so suddenly. It was not at all what he was expecting, but thankfully, it wasn't nearly as scary as that Haunter from earlier.
Upon seeing Ichiro's reaction, the brightest little amused grin formed on the ghost pokemon's face before floating around in a tiny circle, apparently celebrating it's tiny scare. "That was a good one." Ichiro complimented, indignantly. "You really scared me." He then added, watching as the ghost seemed to nod at his words. Admittedly, the guy looked really cute and wasn't at all scary. Judging by the tree-trunk looking thing it wore over its face, it kinda looked like a grass pokemon in Ichiro's opinion. Maybe it was? Perhaps, this little guys would make for a nice little addition to his team. "What do you think, Tsutarja. Think this little would like to join us?" Ichiro asked his still startled pokemon. "Sni" He answered back, nodding shallowly. "Sounds good to me. But first, let's find out what he is." Removing his PokeGEAR from his pocket, Ichiro pointed the device at the little ghost pokemon who was still floating around in circles, looking delighted.
"Phantump, the Ghost/Grass Stump Pokemon. These Pokémon are stumps possessed by the spirits of children who died in the forest. Their cries sound like eerie screams."
Upon hearing the dex entry, Ichiro couldn't help but frown. "That's terrible. The poor guy must be a lost spirit of a kid. He have to help him now." Ichiro explained to his pokemon who looked equally as moved by the entry. Returning his attention to the ghost pokemon, Ichiro looked back at it consolingly. "Would you like to join my team. I promise I'll take good care of you if you do." He told the little pokemon, sounding absolutely sincere. The Phantump looked back at him as if really considering his words, but then closed its eyes tight as it shook his head and wailed. Apparently, it wasn't interested in leaving the mansion. Probably because it had friends it'd be leaving behind if it did decide to leave. "Hmm...." Ichiro thought for a moment. "How about we have a battle. If we win, you can come with us and enjoy a new way of life. And if we lose, we'll give you something nice to eat, like a berry, and let you stay here. How does that sound?" Upon making his proposal, the little ghost pokemon had stopped crying and looked at him a moment curiously. Then, after a moment of contemplating its options, it slowly nodded. "That's the spirit." Ichiro complimented it, not realizing he had just made a terrible pun.
"Phantump!" The pokemon called for their attention. Slowly, it raised its tiny hands in front of itself as it put on a now serious face. It was signaling that it was ready for a fight. Backing up, Ichiro signaled for his pokemon to get in front and prepare himself. This was gonna be interesting. He had no idea how his pokemon would handle this Ghost-type. The last time they had fought a ghost, it didn't go too well....
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✗ STATUS : Fine ✗ MOOD : Nervous ✗ CLUBS : Drama Club (President) ✗ HOUSE : Salamence // Dorm Room 101 ✗ ATTIRE : Leafeon Costume in pic
✗ WORD COUNT :No Idea;macbook program won't say ✗ OOC : ...
>> To: Phoebe Message: Hey! I got your costume -- you're gonna love it! : D Also, I'm just now at the mansion. If you're still here, I'm in the front Foyer. I'm kinda scared.<<
>> To: Ichiro Message: Hey! Meet me in the C&P classroom with our costumes? I can't wait to see what you did! <<
▪Mood: --- II ▫House: Charizard, Room 100 II ▪Where: --- II ▫With Who: Rufflet (Rey) II ▪Profile: X
Ray looked at Marcus as he started talking about Galvantula and that they tend to live with Joltik and care for them. That actually made sense, and Ray nodded softly as he then went onto state that the ones you had to look out for were the Galvantula since they could shock people and then eat you. He shivered, right don't mess with spiders was dully noted in Ray's head. He rubbed his arm nervously, not wanting to even imagine that happening. It seems that Marcus had caught onto him being a bit scared at the thought, and kindly added that they only did that id they didn't have any other prey and were actually friendly unless they were provoked. Ray bit the inside of his cheek, what if he did that on accident? They would shock him and eat him anyways! Ray was sweating a bit, wanting to back away from the webs and stay far far away from them and never mess with them again. He shivered, and nodded vigorously when Marcus stated that he should put the joltik down. He watched the little spider scurry away, and he felt himself relax just a bit at the sight.
Ray didn't know if he agreed with Marcus, but ray was sort of glad that Marcus didn't catch the little guy. They seemed pretty eccentric if you asked him, and he shivered again at the thought. He was drawn out of his thoughts when Marcus switched topics and went on about how he made an aquarium for the Frillish that they found at the lake that one time. He blinked. What? Ray stared at Marcus stating that it worked out ok-ish. He felt a bit hurt, why hadn't he asked Ray for help? They had found it together, and sure he nearly drowned... and he was poisoned... but still! Did he not think that Ray was capable of helping? His thoughts ran wild, and he knew deep down that Marcus hadn't asked him because well Ray was a complete mess. His life was in chaos, and Ray himself couldn't even do anything right. It made sense, and even if Ray was a tad bit hurt inside about Marcus not telling him to help him with it, Ray understood why. Ray couldn't be relied on, he was mentally, emotionally, and physically unstable. Hell who'd want someone like that even near you? He tried his best not to wear his emotions on his sleeve this time around, and simply nodded "O... oh that's cool" he said softly.
He tried to hide his eyes with his bangs a bit, that way Marcus wouldn't notice anything different about him. Even if Marcus did notice, Ray could just say that he was thinking of his sister. He pursed his lips when Marcus stated that it wasn't scary. Again he felt a pang, was it just him then? Was he just overreacting again? Man what a loser he was, he couldn't even man up. His shoulders began to slump, his eyes just a bit teary. Why couldn't he just be normal? Why couldn't he be what everyone else was? Why was he like this, why was he so broken? He sighed, running a hand through his hair. He knew why, it was because Rina was the one who made him normal without her we... without her what was the point? Sure his friends had told him that he was thinking wrong, and that people would be sad. Was that really the truth though? Why did he still feel so... so isolated then? Would he ever really get better, wasn't he just dead weight to the world? He sure felt like it, and to be honest he felt like it too. Apart of him just wanted to get lost in this haunted house and never come back out, at least then no one would have to deal with his sorry butt.
Ray turned, avoiding Marcus's eyes "oh... right" he commented to the bit about Marcus stating that it was a joke. Just another point towards his overall loser score, he couldn't even get that it was a joke. Why did he have to let everyone down? He definitely felt more depressed, maybe he shouldn't have tried to get his friends to understand him. They thought he could come back from this, but currently Ray thought that was impossible. He was a lost cause, no one could save him now, no one but Rina could and she was gone. His heart ached, he just wanted to be with her again... to feel whole again. He didn't really feel that much, just pain. Did pain make him normal? Would feeling pain make him like everyone else? Normal people felt pain right? So if he felt pain he would be the same right, he wouldn't have to feel so wrong right? He'd have to try that sometime, he thought he read some more about this issue. He thought he heard his mom talk about something in the news, but then again Ray didn't really pay attention much to the news when he was little.
He snapped out of his thoughts when Marcus stated that Rina was good at that, and that his was just bought. Ray nodded "Yeah, Rina was... good at everything, I couldn't half if not most of the stuff she was able to do. but um... you're is cool too, just because it wasn't er... made personally doesn't mean it's any less cool" he added, growing a bit quiet at the end. Ray jumped in surprise as Marcus slung an arm around his shoulder and said that he shouldn't say that about himself and that Squeeze liked him. Ray looked up confused as the snake seemed to only blink. Ray tilted his head to the side, before Marcus stated that it was fine and that he didn't do anything. Did the snake really like him? How was that possible they hadn't known each other all that well? He was still confused, but the webs took his mind off that completely.
Eventually, with Rey and Marcus's combined efforts they were both freed from the webs. Marcus said something about the webs being sticky, but Ray ignored it. He was too concentrated on the eyes of a Joltik. He thought back to hat Marcus had said, if provoked they would attack. His eyes noticed the little teeth the pokemon had. If he got bit would that hurt? He pondered the thought, if he got hurt would he feel normal? His body was moving before he thought much about it, and he poked the pokemon in the side. Irritated it of course bit in hard on the hand. He winced, withdrawing his hand as he noticed the tiny bite mark on his hand. Blood dripped down, but instead of trying to clean it up he just watched as the red substance dripped down. It hurt, this is what anyone would feel when bitten right? That meant he was normal now right? The thought made him happy, and he just watched as the annoyed bug-type ran off back into the webs. Ray just ignored the bite, before shoving his sleeve over his hand a bit to hide the wound. He wanted to feel the pain as long as he could, he was normal when he did after all. It felt good.
((Out.Of.Cute-Birds: I'M SORRY AHH RAY MY BABY ;A; ))
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▪Pokemon: Rufflet (Rey) II ▫Gender: ♂ II ▪Nature: Adamant II ▫Level: 5 II ▪Ability: Sheer Force II ▫Experience: 0 ▪Move Set: ► Peck (100% Accuracy) ► Leer (100% Accuracy) ► Fury Attack (80% Accuracy) ► --- II ▫Friendship Level: 90
▪Pokemon: Phantump II ▫Gender: ♀ II ▪Nature: Rash II ▫Level: 11 II ▪Ability: Natural Cure II ▫Experience: 0 ▪Move Set: ► Confuse Ray (100% Accuracy) ► Astonish (100% Accuracy) ► Growth (---% Accuracy) ► Imprison (---% Accuracy) II ▫Friendship Level: 0
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Skylar didn’t like apologizing in fact she hated it. She didn’t like to be wrong, and that was more of a family trait more than anything else. Skylar was bullheaded and stubborn and so to actually admit that she did make a mistake was very hard. She didn’t want to ever admit those words again, but she knew better than to try and cover up what had happened. Not when it could have injured someone else, and in this case Alana. Skylar may have been cold, but she wasn’t totally cut of from her emotions. She hated violence as much as anyone else. The only reason she made it seem otherwise was of course to get people off her back. It wasn’t like she wanted he attention anyways. She pursed her lips as Alana stated that it made sense, and that she hadn’t the slightest idea that the pokemon was confused. Irritated Skylar snapped a bit “how could you not know? I mean what if that hadn’t been a small pokemon? What if it was something bigger that could have killed you? Pay attention alright” she said, crossing her arms. Jez, this girl was going to giver her a heart attack at this rate!
She just turned and looked forwards “well now you know that a confused pokemon can do anything, it doesn’t know what it’s doing during that time. It can be dangerous if you’re not careful enough” she explained. Skylar raised an eyebrow as Alana seemed to be scribbling down this information. Why was she doing that, was she making a note in case she wanted to use it as a strategy or something? Odd. Curious, Skylar waited as the girl with her finally mentioned that one say she anted to be a breeder and that when she saw moves she tended to document them. It was interesting to say the least, Skylar had no idea Alana wanted to be a breeder, in fact Skylar could actually picture her doing something like that. She hummed a bit, “makes sense, as a breeder you would have to know those kinds of things for when you’re breeding your own pokemon” she said.
When the haunter played tricks on her and finally left, she was relieved due to the fact that she was actually on the ground once more. She pet Ponyta gently, whispering a thank you before turning to Alana. She blinked though when she saw another stupid skeleton “figures” she muttered, as Alana stuttered that she thought it got her. Rolling her eyes, Skylar walked over “seems to be the case, not much you can do against paralyzing powder, especially when it pops out of no where and spreads like wild-fire” she said, before rubbing Alana’s back. Once she was finished, she nodded “all done, not get up” she said, motioning the girl to stand. Once they were up Skylar narrowly dodged a wandering woobat. She sighed, and decided that she should let it go just this once. So they kept moving through the house.
((Out.Of.Cute-Dragons: ))
▫Total Word Count: 16,000+ II ▪Classes: Battle Class, Breeding Class
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▪Pokemon: Noibat II ▫Gender: ♂ II ▪Nature: Modest II ▫Level: 15 II ▪Ability: Infiltrator II ▫Experience: 0 ▪Move Set: ► Bite (100% Accuracy, 30% Flinch ► Supersonic (50% Accuracy) ► Gust (100% Accuracy) ► Leach Life (100% Accuracy) II ▫Friendship Level: 90
▪Pokemon: Zorua II ▫Gender: ♂ II ▪Nature: Mischievous II ▫Level: 11 II ▪Ability: Illusion II ▫Experience: 0 ▪Move Set: ► Leer (100%) ► Pursuit (100% Accuracy) ► Fake Tears (100% Accuracy) ► Sucker Punch (100% Accuracy) II ▫Friendship Level: 0
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Wearing: kigu and sneakers Feeling: Company: Pokemon out : ( on his shoulder)
Marcus frowned a bit at Ray's less than enthusiastic response. Was he upset about something? He went through his words in his head trying to think about what he could have said that he would have upset him and why. He tilted his head a bit when Ray mentioned Rina was good at sewing, and apparently a lot of other things. Marcus got the feeling Ray saw himself as not as good without Rina...like his aunt's friend Maggie, back when she was dating and couldn't see herself as good without a boyfriend. Of course Rina was Ray's sister but...well it was a good enough analogy. "You're good at things too Ray" he said when the boy was done talking, smiling when he said his costume was good too. "yeah? It's actually a kigu, I didn't know we'd need a custome...guess I should have. But I'm dumb" He pulled the hood up a bit so that he could see where he was going better. Kigu's were cozy but they weren't exactly practical. "Buizel's probably my favorite pokemon...hey, are you entering the custome contest?" Marcus had heard about the contest from an announcement on his gear. He wasn't entering but with the look Ray had..he thought maybe the Charizard boy should. He wondered who else would be entering the contest. Were Ashley and Tera out here? He hadn't seen them in a while. What about Ava? "Bejesus!" Thinking as he was of this he nearly jumped back when a pokemon appeared in front of him. Taking out his gear Marcus decided to scan the pokemon.
It is said to carry wandering spirits to the place where they belong so they can move on.
Marcus didn't really pay a lot of mind to talk of spirits. He had known since he was seven that the scratching noises he heard at night weren't ghosts but a tree branch his dad had neglected to cut down. The same could be said for Absol being a bad omen and a lot of the mithos that surrounded pokemon. They were usually proven wrong, and there was usually some kind of logical explanation. But he couldn't help but feel a bit superstitious all the same looking at the Pokemon' eyes. Did it carry human spirits? Was Rina a human spirit now? His grandma always said death wasn't the end of things. Marcus wasn't sure what to think on the matter. Of course he'd never disagree with his grandma, of course he took heed to what she said but all the same....myths were often proven wrong. But then the afterlife was less a myth and more a belief maybe? "Hey Ray check this out" he said to his friend who seemed to be...hiding his hands in his sleeve? Was that another nervous habit? He pointed at the pumkaboo as it stared at them "they come in like..three different sizes. Kinda like pumpkins...we always carve em back home for Halloween. He couldn't quite keep the homesickness out of his voice when he talked about Eterna. The city had so many festivals and traditions and yeah, maybe Marcus was becoming a skeptic ( according to his mom at least) but he still loved taking part on it and still missed them a lot. He hadn't realized how much he'd be missing out on by only being able to go home for summer and -maybe?- winter break. "kinda cool yeah?"
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The closer they got to this haunted house the more nervous Koru became. Of course she could say she didn't want to, but sucking all the fun out of it would be bad too. Hugging Cyndaquil was a comfort. They stodd before the building and Koru looked up to it with wide, anxious eyes,”...Yep looks haunted..." Before even entering they had to be told only one pokemon could go in with them, and on instinct Koru kept Cyndaquil in her arms- Fletchling would get to come out later. They were at the door and with no one else she took the shot to grasp the door knob, "Well let's do this!" She sounded excited but unsure at the same time. The house had the outside look of something from a horror film, and she could only imagine the inside being just as bad.
Stepping in was dark, a silent breeze sending creaks though the floorboards and walls. The chills up her spine were continuous. She crept in the others and looked around,"W-well um this doesn't look so bad right?" Worst choice of words ever. Upon her own re-assurance a screeching noise caught her attention and a Golbat swooped down from seemingly out of nowhere, probably was hiding on the ceiling, and swooped down at Koru. She jumped back and fell,"WAH!” Cyndaquil was let go and fell to the ground with her, "Quil!" He accidently huffed out a small smokescreen around himself and Koru. She coughed waving the smoke away til clear. She rubbed her eyes,"Sorry buddy...That wasn't too scary though right?” She asked, of course it was a joke it scared the pants off her!
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Unaware that she was being saved, Tera could only hear some high pitched cries and angry growls nearby, which at this point, wasn't too frightening anymore since she figured them to be Pokemon and not anything otherworldly. When the battle around her was over, she finally took notice of a familiar chime Pokemon. But why was he here? "Eh? Aren'cha supposed to be with Jung?" She asked C, head tilted, curious and concerned, as she continued chasing after Flare, but her sight was still on the floating Pokemon. Her eyes widened when a loud thud brought her attention back to the reason she was running in the first place. "Ah! FLARE!" The girl picked up speed at the sight of her Charmander falling over only to come to a sudden stop and be dragged down by something pulling at her scarf. The girl laid still for a while, paralyzed, completely confused as she tried to make sense of what had just happened to her. That was until she was brought back by angry snarls, the stinging sensation in her elbows and her chocking from the continued tugging of her scarf. While she was turning to see what or who had stopped her, the now peeved girl removed the scarf from her neck and wrapped the end of it around her arm as quickly as she could. She wasn't aware of this, but her screaming in the hallway had attracted some unwanted attention in the shape of snarling wild Houndour. Rather than fear of facing a Pokemon with a Pokemon of her own, she was angry at seeing how the scarf was starting to rip at the seams. She had no intention of leaving this place without her scarf, no matter how dangerous it was to get back. It was one of the few rare gifts her mother had given her after all, at least one of the few that weren't pranks. "HEY! GIVE! IT! BACK!!" Tera's voice boomed in anger as she tugged back at the scarf. With her anger getting to her and so one-track minded, she had forgotten what she was doing before this started. The wild Pokemon was quick to do as she ask; it had released its grip on the scarf, but then closed in for a nibble of her throat. Falling back from being the only one to tug back, the girl couldn't brace herself in time to protect herself. It looked like her loud voice and stubbornness had gotten her into trouble again...
Meanwhile on Flare's side... The female Charmander was shocked by the impact. It wasn't surprising for any onlookers(if there were any) with Flare's eyes practically wired shut from fear, but it certainly was for her. What shocked her the most was how soft and warm whatever it was that she bumped into... And that it was holding her? Just what did she get into? She tried to frantically struggle free until she saw who the being holding her was. Flare gradually stopped struggling and shivering when she found out that it was the Charmander she knew. "C-Char..." The female meekly apologized for running into him, finding comfort in his arms. When the female Charmander finally calmed down, she started worriedly looking around for Tera, but as she did so, she noticed the male Charmander's trainer was... not right side up? As much as she felt comfort from the hug, she thought that it'd be best to help the trainer instead. The boy was good friends with her trainer after all and Tera would've wanted her to help him if she could. "Char... Charmander..." The female motioned towards Marco to get his attention onto him as she slowly got up. Question was, how would she help get him down? She didn't want to risk hurting him with fire or air cuts and it seemed too sticky to touch...
[[Rolled a 4; A wild Houndour attacks!]] [[Sorry for the wait and crappy post. I had to rewrite it so that the post below mine would make sense. I couldn't think of a decent reason why she wouldn't/couldn't save Marco. I hope this is okay ^-^;;]]
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There was silence nothing, but silence as if time itself had stopped at this very moment. The surrounding area grew darker, the candles that vaguely lit the hallway deemed until they were nothing, but a void where no light could enter. The eerie silence and the lack of movement from anything in the area made the observer feel as if he was watching a painting created from only dark colors. A small voice started to break through the silence and this quiet nothingness, the voice quickly raised in volume. "Hush child, the darkness will rise from the deep," a woman's voice entered the scene, "And carry you down into sleep." The painting morphed and from deepest depth, a figure was slowly approaching the young boy. Even though he believed that he was upside down, all the sudden he was perfectly placed in position to face the coming figure. He was paralyzed, but not by the webs which continued to grip his limbs, no there was another force at work. The figure repeated her words with those lovely vocals; it was both beautiful, but terrifying at the same time. Was her voice so endearing that she held the boy in place or was it another much darker feeling that kept him from moving?
"Guileless son, I'll shape your belief...And you'll always know that your father's a thief." The voice was no longer in front of the black-haired boy instead he could hear her whispering in his ear right next to him. Her voice would echo inside his head and the figure placed hands on his face. The figure was covered and thus the identity unknown. The entity was certainly not shy about using words nor about invading personal space. "And you won't understand the cause of your grief...But you'll always follow the voice beneath." The hands were cold or perhaps what the boy was feeling was fingers absorbing all the heat on his cheeks. The figure kept him still and continued to speak words that did not make sense, that would not make sense, not unless you can piece together the clues. However, where to begin and was it worth finding the truth? Was this even happening right now? Certainly everything felt real.
"Loyalty, loyalty...Loyalty, loyalty...Loyalty, loyalty...Loyalty, only to me." The mysterious cloaked entity chanted with each word sounding more powerful than the next. The voices were everywhere now, there was nowhere the boy could escape. His cheeks continued to be caressed and his ears tickled by the breath of the figure's voice that drew with each word. The Spooky Mansion was earning it's rightful title because who would expect something like this to happen? All the sudden the halls were empty not even a Pokemon or human in sight only the boy trapped in spider webs. What was the boy thinking? What was he feeling at this moment? Those would all have to be answered another time...if there is another time. The entity that appeared was in full control and it was trying to drive that message home. "Guileless son, your spirit will hate her...The flower who married my brother the traitor." The figure spoke those words with a hatred yet seductive tone letting slip some of the emotions and making the boy feel those words. The message was loud and clear, there was a story to these words. The figured hands were no longer just on the boy's cheek. They moved around like snakes slipping inside the folds of his clothing. "And you will expose his puppeteer behavior...For you are the proof of how he betrayed her loyalty." Then the figure chanted those words once more, "loyalty", she repeated over and over again. This word was important and it would be something that will haunt the trapped boy.
"Child, the darkness will rise from the deep...And carry you down into sleep." The entity slowly retrieved her hands from the boy's body leaving chills wherever she had touched. The boy would feel her pull away, but the figure was not quite done yet; after all, she was still singing. The figure's back was facing the black-haired boy and once again she chanted her curse. "Loyalty, loyalty...Loyalty, loyalty...Loyalty, loyalty...Loyalty, only to me." The figure slowly turned around until they were facing the boy, but all he would be able to see were deep-red lips. Through the darkness something else could be seen...hair or perhaps...? "Guileless son, each day you grow older...Each moment I'm watching my vengeance unfold." The figure was staring right at the boy making sure that he heard every last word. This concert of madness was reaching its climax and the halls around them seemed to twist to reflect an end. Would the boy make it? Could he hold out until the figure was finished delivering its message. She stepped forward and once again approached him. "For the child of my body, the flesh of my soul...Will die in returning the birthright he stole." Loyalty was chanted once more, but the figure's lips did not move yet sound could still be heard. The entity was now face to face with the boy and she leaned in to whisper two words. "Find me." With one sweep movement of the hands, the spider webs disappeared and the boy landed on the ground, rather roughly, but with something that slipped into his hands. The boy would recognize the item as the letter which he had previously found in a different room. The letter once lost was found and it was given to the boy by entity with no name and that's what the entity was...NoName.
The figure turned around and did not look back. The twisted halls returned to normal and light was beginning to appear again. The entity continued to retrieve while singing her last words and disappearing. "Hush child, the darkness will rise from the deep...And carry you down into sleep."
[Marco was handed a letter by NoName (the entity). Marco has been freed from the Spider Webs.]
(For anyone who is reading this, pay close attention. The surprise has begun and the Spooky Mansion just got a little more spooky. A mysterious entity is making its way through the mansion and some students may or may not encounter this entity. There is no way to predict this encounter and any questions regarding these encounters will not be answered. The encounter only affects the person who is being quoted, even if they are in a group. It is your choice whether you want to share what your encounter with this entity was, but I repeat: only the person who is quoted is affected and only he or she can hear or see the entity. The entity may appear in several forms and it is a game changing entity that will mess with your rolls [or not]. There is no way to be prepared so watch out and enjoy this little surprise~)
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X⇒ LOCATION : Spooky Mansion XXXXXXXXXX⇒ WITH : Iris Tightening his grip on Iris' shoulders, Silvano continued to shake her gently, a frivolous attempt to wake her from whatever kind of spell she was under. "Iris.... Iris, please!" His worried gaze didn't leave her face as panic felt like it was setting in. What would he do if Iris couldn't snap out of it.
Unbeknownst to Silvano, a tiny yellow Spider pokemon had begun to make its decent upon them. Upon seeing the tiny insect pokemon land on Iris, Silvano immediately let go of his friend, jumping back to get away from the disgusting looking creature. Thank goodness it was so tiny otherwise he might have really had a problem. "Gross, what is that?" He questioned, forgetting that he had seen the creature before since a classmate, Ava, had one.
He filched as he watched Iris react to being shocked by the tiny thing. Wait? It was capable of doing that? How could a bug pokemon be electric? This was new to him. A look of disgust still on his face, Silvano attempted to compose himself after the insect (thankfully) went back up into its nest. "We're on the next floor now."He explained to Iris, who he was glad had now snapped out of her trance. "I'm glad you're back to normal. Whatever that strange yellow pokemon was, it had you hypnotized or something. Let's try not to run into it again."
Falling silent, Silvano soon froze as he saw another tiny yellow spider pokemon descend from the ceiling, dangling from a thin thread between the two. Cautiously, the Salamence student began to back up away from the Joltik. "Iris, how about we get away from this part of the hallway. I think it's infested." Silvano commented, hoping Iris would agree. "I really hate bugs..." He then muttered under his breath before turning to head further down the hall. "Let's get going."
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✗ STATUS : Minor cuts (claw mark scratch) healing on side of face. Some bruises on arms and legs. ✗ MOOD : Concerned ✗ CLUBS : Pokemon Fight Club ✗ HOUSE : Salamence // Dorm Room 100 ✗ ATTIRE :Ordell Absol costume
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Iris: Hey guys' lets grab some food before the tourney begins. Chat before we're battling each other owo. Text me when you guys are done so we can meet up and definitely. Good Luck everyone.
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Joshua Warden ☒☒☒☒☒☒ House_Kingdra
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Josh selected Tatiana as his main. She walked beside him, sniffing at the dust. Well, was it dust if it was placed on purpose? Wasn't it just dirt then? He was so focused on what he was doing that he walked blindly into a spider web.
"Gah! Tatiana, pull me out of this!" Josh said, although the pokemon just tilted her head.
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