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 Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2016 8:49 pm
Espeon_Commander "Right then." Aile took a deep breath and cracked her knuckles. "Well then, now that that's settled, let's head out. No reason to stay here longer than necessary, right?" Aile would call the elevator and enter when the doors opened, waiting for everyone to get in before sending it back down. When it arrived she'd quickly walk out and turn to the others, Pokeball in hand. "Alright, so, if the other group finds anything, let the other one know, also if Flare decides to ambush us. I don't feel like losing any other members to them any time soon." She'd walk off a distance from the group before sending out her Flygon, jumping on her back and taking off into the sky. Darts amicably follows Aile outside, cinching the championship belt around both his waist and the egg, holding it tightly to his side before he spreads his gaseous wings, both appearing to sprout from the middle of his back before he gives them a flap and takes to the skies after her.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2016 9:28 pm
SubonicXP "Quiet in there!" A voice shouted from the darkness. It wasn't Hans nor Gretel, but it was certainly a woman's voice. "Though I must admit, I'm happy to hear you being so talkative, looks like they weren't too rough with you." The owner of the voice would then reveal herself. She had purple hair and wore a skin tight Team Flare uniform with large shoulder pads. The most distinctive part of her appearance was the weird visor she wore over her eyes, made her look almost like a cyborg. "Can't have Xerosic's new guinea pig arrive half dead. The results of our experiments would be terrible." She said, her purple lips parting to reveal a sinister smile. "Don't know why he is so interested in you though, you're just a lame hybrid. What a shame." She jolts, scooting back from the bars, on all fours. That voice shouting made her ears pin as it bounced into her cell, and she couldn't hear the others anymore. She doesn't bother making a comment back, straightening into a sitting position as the woman appeared. She'd...heard about Team Flare. Trying to remember what she'd heard....her brain cycles through her information as the visor glints and catches her attenti-- Wait....guinea pig?! What was she, a lab experiment!! Her brain immediately flicks back to when she first joined Snagem, when she was being chased by the men back in the town... The only thing nice about her was the color of her lipstick, she squashing the instinctive bristling of her fur as her tail puffed up without being able to help it. "...." She was not a lame hybrid. She was still learning her abilities. How /dare/ she suggest that. Dare she channel Beat...? "....and hello to you too, ma'am." She answers back quietly, keeping her hands at her sides. ~ The signal becomes clearer to the group running out towards the cave. The blob paces back and forth, holding the SNAG carefully on its back. Where was she? Would she come back soon? When it senses that someone is coming, the blob flees back into the cave, just past the light of the entry, and the signal, again, weakens.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2016 11:00 pm
"Right... might want to leave anything for both of us to GRAY, though. I might be good with my telepathy, but I'm not THAT good. Also, thinking on it..." Cera remarked as she followed everyone out, ready to take off with her respective group. "Given everything Mr. Stone revealed about the Steel S- I mean, Wes, I get the feeling that we must look like a bunch of idiots despite being the same ones that helped them through a crisis." She'd take off shortly after her observation.
Amaranth elected not to say anything, instead letting Breeze out as soon as she was outside and flying off after Aile and her Flygon. Careful to be distant, of course.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2016 11:47 am
Darksol88 "Right... might want to leave anything for both of us to GRAY, though. I might be good with my telepathy, but I'm not THAT good. Also, thinking on it..." Cera remarked as she followed everyone out, ready to take off with her respective group. "Given everything Mr. Stone revealed about the Steel S- I mean, Wes, I get the feeling that we must look like a bunch of idiots despite being the same ones that helped them through a crisis." She'd take off shortly after her observation. "Considering that Stone was deliberatly trying to keep that information from us, " Isaac replied, "I think we appear to be more of a thorn in his side than a bunch of idiots." As he craned his neck to watch Cera depart, he spoke up again, "Huh. I was kinda hoping that she could just teleport us there. Oh well," he sighed, turning to the other member of the cave group. "Hey Reno, could you give me a lift? I don't have my hoverboard on me."
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2016 2:23 pm
Stretching himself out and cracking his knuckles as he looked over at Isaac, Reno would let a pink glow emanate around him as he began to manipulate the world around them with a few visible crackles before...a Pokeball floated itself out of Reno's bag and opened to reveal an Alakazam next to Reno. "Alright. Enough showmanship. Kaiden, teleport us to this location." Reno told his Psychic type, pulling up the holographic display again and indicating the entrance to the Terminus Cave. Another quick flash of pink energy later and the two men would be gone.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2016 2:53 pm
Isaac Hawking "Considering that Stone was deliberatly trying to keep that information from us, " Isaac replied, "I think we appear to be more of a thorn in his side than a bunch of idiots." As he craned his neck to watch Cera depart, he spoke up again, "Huh. I was kinda hoping that she could just teleport us there. Oh well," he sighed, turning to the other member of the cave group. "Hey Reno, could you give me a lift? I don't have my hoverboard on me." Cera spoke up, her voice invading Isaac's mind. Maybe she picked up on the comments and thoughts somehow. "I haven't been able to replicate it since the incident in Littleroot Town. Also, it's kinda really frowned upon if anyone but the Claydol under GRAY's control uses it. There's... probably a few outstanding memos against Sol's rampant use of it with his Xatu to just pop up whenever. It got kinda silly."
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2016 7:40 pm
The Snagems arriving at the cave would notice a variety of trails leading into and out of Terminus Cave, some vehicle, some foot, some Pokémon. Currently, there was no one actually outside of the cave, but for those with more sensitive hearing could hear faint traces of people further in. Probably not good, especially with the SNAG's location moving further in.
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Aile would arrive in Lumiose doing a controlled tumble onto a rooftop while recalling her Flygon mid decent. "That's becoming too practiced..." She found herself a fire escape to climb down and did so rather quickly, if any of the other Snagems noticed. While the others were (hopefully) arriving near her in the alley she landed in, she'd take out her SNAG and bring up a map of Lumiose, pointing at specific points and either shaking her head, or shrugging. "Maybe...."
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2016 9:06 pm
Espeon_Commander The Snagems arriving at the cave would notice a variety of trails leading into and out of Terminus Cave, some vehicle, some foot, some Pokémon. Currently, there was no one actually outside of the cave, but for those with more sensitive hearing could hear faint traces of people further in. Probably not good, especially with the SNAG's location moving further in. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aile would arrive in Lumiose doing a controlled tumble onto a rooftop while recalling her Flygon mid decent. "That's becoming too practiced..." She found herself a fire escape to climb down and did so rather quickly, if any of the other Snagems noticed. While the others were (hopefully) arriving near her in the alley she landed in, she'd take out her SNAG and bring up a map of Lumiose, pointing at specific points and either shaking her head, or shrugging. "Maybe...." Darts perches nearby on the edge of a rooftop, hunkering down and pulling the egg free of his championship belt, once again cradling the thing underneath his arm. "Ahh Lumiose." He sighs out loud as Aile attempts to navigate whatever mapping system she was using. "The city of lights. The city of loud, vaguely Francois lights. What sweet reunion." "I don't know." The gambler then grunts, in a vaguely farcical voice as he bobs the egg up and down in time to his words next to him. "Seems like something egg-splosive might happen here." "Oh come now eggy, that was just poor form." The Giratina hybrid chides, holding a singular golden finger to the front of the egg like he was shushing it.
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 2:33 pm
"Guess we're gonna have our pick of entrances..." Cera commented as she arrived at Terminus Cave, seeing the variety of paths leading in and out. And out of them, only one was really practical to them at this moment. "Any proposals on how we're handling this one, apart from just going full Emboar in there? I get the feeling we're gonna have to go pretty deep in here and I can already tell we're not exactly alone here."
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Amaranth would rejoin the others from another of the alleyways within Lumiose, perhaps still overly cautious with Alie's Flygon out and about earlier. Just in time to hear Darts' not so eggcelent pun. "...that joke was horrible," she remarked through attempts to not laugh a little. Groan worthy as it was, it was pretty silly.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2016 5:44 pm
Darksol88 "Guess we're gonna have our pick of entrances..." Cera commented as she arrived at Terminus Cave, seeing the variety of paths leading in and out. None of them seemed to be more advantageous than the other, either. "Any proposals on how we're handling this one? I get the feeling we're gonna have to go pretty deep in here and I can already tell we're not exactly alone here." "Well," Isaac mused, rubbing his chin as he surveyed the caves, "We probably shouldn't split up since there is only the three of us." After a moment of contemplation he sighed, and turned to the others. "Unless one of you can use some kind of psychic tracking voodoo to find Rhyme, I suppose we will just have to pick a entrance at random."
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2016 10:40 pm
Isaac Hawking Darksol88 "Guess we're gonna have our pick of entrances..." Cera commented as she arrived at Terminus Cave, seeing the variety of paths leading in and out. None of them seemed to be more advantageous than the other, either. "Any proposals on how we're handling this one? I get the feeling we're gonna have to go pretty deep in here and I can already tell we're not exactly alone here." "Well," Isaac mused, rubbing his chin as he surveyed the caves, "We probably shouldn't split up since there is only the three of us." After a moment of contemplation he sighed, and turned to the others. "Unless one of you can use some kind of psychic tracking voodoo to find Rhyme, I suppose we will just have to pick a entrance at random." There was no need for anyone to pick a random direction to go to. For the cave group, a SNAG reading was showing up. Faint, dying...but picking up. It seemed to be...right around where they were. What? Those with sensitive hearing could probably hear the dying chirps of it too, just inside the cave. Its almost inaudible to human ears, but for those hybrids... The blob curls up with the device, making sounds like wiggling gelatin. It didn't like the people in, so it started moving towards the entry. It sensed...similar energy from the device it carried outside. It was curious but also frightened, so it climbed to the ceiling with its device and 'peered' out.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2016 11:53 am
Staring into the cave entrances, Reno was beginning to debate on the validity of the ennie meenie minnie moe method when something caught his...well, ear in this case. Perking up at the slight chirping of a dying SNAG, he turned to face the source and saw a piece of jello. Not exactly what he had been expecting but it was something. Hopefully whatever created this jello that appeared to be the source of the noise could lead them the right way.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2016 5:23 pm
"Right....." Isaac commented as he watched the blob of....whatever that was, wiggle about. Raising an eyebrow, he turned to the others, "Do either of you know what this this is supposed to be? I'm not up to date on animate gelatin based deserts."
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2016 10:55 pm
Aile raised an eyebrow at the puns and the gambler, then shook her head. "I... What on earth? At last check, your Pokemon hasn’t hatched yet…. Anyway." Her gaze would turn back to the SNAG map, spinning it around before a distasteful grimace would show up. "Is there anywhere else that could be possible? Mm… Maybe these two here...” She poked the SNAG and the map disappeared from view. “Alright, so I believe she might frequent some of the cafe’s around Magenta Plaza, so Rouleau, Gallant, and Lysandre’s own cafe.” The woman rolled her eyes at the mention of the last cafe, the name sounding like she had a hard time getting them out of her mouth. “With any luck, we’ll find her outside of any of the cafes, so we don’t have to poke our well known faces into any of them. Shall we?” Aile would walk to the entrance of the alleyway and look around. “Right. Bleu Plaza. Just this way then.” She put the SNAG away and began walking through the plaza to the opposite exit, keeping her head lowered somewhat to hopefully keep herself from being noticed by people.
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Inside the cave, while everyone was entranced with the little green and red floating ball of Jell-O , the sounds of voices deeper into the cave were starting to get louder, more excited. And for the little gelatin creature, it could feel something similar to itself, but a bit lesser, and multiple of them. Maybe it’s about time to go further into the cave?
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 12:02 am
Espeon_Commander Aile raised an eyebrow at the puns and the gambler, then shook her head. "I... What on earth? At last check, your Pokemon hasn’t hatched yet…. Anyway." Her gaze would turn back to the SNAG map, spinning it around before a distasteful grimace would show up. "Is there anywhere else that could be possible? Mm… Maybe these two here...” She poked the SNAG and the map disappeared from view. “Alright, so I believe she might frequent some of the cafe’s around Magenta Plaza, so Rouleau, Gallant, and Lysandre’s own cafe.” The woman rolled her eyes at the mention of the last cafe, the name sounding like she had a hard time getting them out of her mouth. “With any luck, we’ll find her outside of any of the cafes, so we don’t have to poke our well known faces into any of them. Shall we?” Aile would walk to the entrance of the alleyway and look around. “Right. Bleu Plaza. Just this way then.” She put the SNAG away and began walking through the plaza to the opposite exit, keeping her head lowered somewhat to hopefully keep herself from being noticed by people. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Inside the cave, while everyone was entranced with the little green and red floating ball of Jell-O , the sounds of voices deeper into the cave were starting to get louder, more excited. And for the little gelatin creature, it could feel something similar to itself, but a bit lesser, and multiple of them. Maybe it’s about time to go further into the cave? Darts ambles along beside her, throwing to the wind any pretense at attempting to be stealthy with his gaudy championship belt over one shoulder and his egg tucked safely under the opposite arm. "So many plazas." he mutters as they pivot around the various crowds that invariably either looked annoyed or awed at the Giratina hybrid. "I know." he croaks in the same false voice as before, bobbing the egg up and down in one golden hand. "Isn't it eggscellent?!"
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