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				Title: <strong>Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zelric Miras</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 22:23:20</strong>
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				OOC Thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85646.0)<br>Interest Thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=83392.0)<br>Character Sheets (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85647.0)<br><br>The meeting seemed to go on and on, each of the division heads presented it's products and projects, hoping to get a raise in their budget or his sing for a new investigation. Maximilian Rover was a responsible man and quite mindful of his finances so he always attended this meetings and took in everything that was said, jotting down notes on the files that each of them handed him before their presentation. It was his work after all, every month the C.E.O and the chairman had to endure this. Being both, he had no choice. Despite the meetings the work was fulfilling, the sales couldn't be better and his own projects were coming through. <br><br>He toyed with the idea of using the crystal in his lapel to amuse himself on the brown nosers that surrounded him, well not all of them were, but still... He adjusted his position in the chair and glanced at his watch, his experiment would be ready in a few hours. He grinned and took a note on the new berry based potions that he was being told about. <br><hr>Some kilometers below the companies laboratories, a series of tunnels and chambers bustled with activity. His mind had drifted to a room in particular where a thick glass separated a bunch of trainers from their Pokemon that had received a dose of the new mixture of pheromones that hadn't been tested yet. It took longer than the one they used to kick in but, if they had calculated correctly, the heat state would be far stronger. The glass would lift in a few minutes, if it was successful the Pokemon would have their way with their trainers. If not, well, there would be a mess to clean on at least one side of the room and the walls, maybe the ceiling as well. A camera on the corner recorded the Pokemon and trainers for him to check later. <br><hr>A flock of Delibirds rose from different places around the forest and the surrounding mountains, each point with no more than three leaving it. <br>These had been already genetically modified to avoid any undesired incident happening to them, like getting caught by a trainer or their loads being intercepted. Each carried a message for the pair of trainers that worked as his henchman, the scientists would need a new batch of trainers and Pokemon to further their tests on the underground base. The instructions were clear, to track trainers that travelled alone or in small groups and that no one would miss in a long time. To be clean and always snare them away from civilization or priying eyes. If they were discovered, they would fall alone of course. Maximilian had the means and the money to make sure that it would be that way. He wouldn't be taken down for the same thing that his parents were, even if there was no actual evidence of it.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bluemoon</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 23:57:25</strong>
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				~Ilex Forest~<br><br>Fae Bloodwood stretched her arms, yawning as dawn broke, trickling light into the small cabin. She rubbed her eyes, sitting up slowly. Deimos, the Houndour was sleeping across her feet, keeping them nice and warm. Fae let a faint smile cross her lips as she ran her hand over Deimos' head, letting it rest at the base of his neck for a moment. She glanced around the room, Oberon and Lo were curled up in a corner together sleeping quietly.<br><br>Fae shifted, pulling her feet carefully from under Deimos' body so as not to disturb him. She turned, putting them to the floor off her small mattress. She reached off to the side, picking her clothes up off a box crate. She slept in a silk slip that someone had given her, so she didn't have to dirty up her clothes as quickly.<br><br>She swiftly got dressed, only the occasional creak of the wooden floor could be heard when she shifted her weight on the boards. Soon she was dressed, and she packed her slip away in a small travel pack. She sat back down on the mattress, putting her shoes on. Deimos yawned, stretching his paws forward as he woke up. He then sat up, scratching behind his ear before looking over to Fae.<br><br>Fae glanced back, "Getting ready to leave today Deimos. I wanted you guys to be able to sleep in as long as possible." Deimos stood, padding closer to Fae before sitting back down. Fae finished lacing her boots, then stood. "Good boy, Deimos." Fae gathered up the few belongings she had, packing them in her bag. Spare clothes, lantern, lighters, her fire stone, and pretty much anything she could find a use for that she could carry. The last things to pack were the pokeballs for Oberon, Deimos, and Lo. She glanced down at them, Oberon and Lo still sleeping.<br><br>"Lo...Oberon...wake up guys, c'mon. Morning time." Fae said quietly, stroking their fur. Lo let out a wide yawn, her ears going back before pricking up as she saw Fae. Oberon simply rolled over to stretch his paws into the air. "Alright guys, we're off now." Fae said, picking Lo up, and giving Oberon's tummy a pat. He quickly rolled back over and got up to follow her.<br><br>Fae walked outside with her partners by her side. She gave the cabin one final glance, her home for the last 11 years and now she was leaving. With a single deep breath, she released it all. She was free. She began walking deeper into the woods, not knowing what, or who to expect, and not really caring.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SSJ4Gojeta</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 19:05:23</strong>
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				Whitney's Gym, Goldenrod City.<br><hr><br>As the smoke cleared, it was evident that Fireplug was the only Pokémon left standing. Expecting nothing less, Shuya smiled slightly and called for her to return, allowing the Vulpix to climb onto his shoulder.<br><br>Looking ahead at the slightly downhearted Whitney, he said "Thanks for the battle", and made to turn away. Seeing what he was doing, Whitney called him back.<br><br>"As much as I hate losing, you won fair and square," she said, pulling out the badge symbolising victory from her Gym. "You forgot this."<br><br>"I didn't forget," Shuya replied. "I just don't have a need for it."<br><br>Whitney looked confused. "Wait, aren't you going to fight the Elite Four? I thought someone as good as yourself would surely want to challenge them."<br><br>"I will challenge them. Eventually. But I know I'm not strong enough yet... for the Champion, at least." Turning around, Shuya walked away, calling back "I'll be back for that badge of yours when I'm ready. Don't forget - I want to see how much you improve too!"<br><br><hr><br>Making their way to the Pokémon center through some back alleys, Shuya and Fireplug were talking animatedly.<br><br>"Are you sure you're alright? Maybe I shouldn't have pitted you up against Miltank - we've seen how powerful its rollout can be."<br><br>"Yes, I'm fine," she said. "I wish you'd stop worrying about me, you know I can handle myself."<br><br>"I know, but I still see you as that little fox I came across in the woods 6 years ago," Shuya teased. "Gods, so much has changed since then..."<br><br>They walked in silence for a little while, reminiscing, until Shuya hissed "Now, no talking until we get to our room. We don't want anyone trying to catch you, do we?"<br><br>Fireplug growled in annoyance, but gave a small grunt of unwilling consent. Shuya, knowing how much Fireplug hated having to stay silent, hurried towards the room he had booked, collecting the key from Nurse Joy on the way and thanking her. As soon as Shuya got into the room, Fireplug jumped off his shoulder onto the bed, and curled up there.<br><br>"Why can't I just talk around other humans?" She asked, one eye open and looking at Shuya as he removed his clothes. "I mean, it's not like I'm going to <em>let them</em> catch me..."<br><br>"I know, I know," Shuya replied, pulling off his black pants and replacing them with sweatpants. "But it's better to be safe than sorry. Besides, it's only for a short while. I mean, we're nearly always alone in the wilderness - the only times you have to stop talking are when we enter the city to stock up or participate in Gym battles."<br><br>"Hmm..." she consented, letting the warmth get to her and falling alowly asleep.<br><br>Shuya climbed into the bed next to her. He'd always loved having Fireplug next to him whilst he slept - she was so soft and warm. "We'll go to the department store tomorrow, he said, yawning. "And stock up for the rest of the trip." And the next thing he knew, he had entered the world of dreams.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 06:14:16</strong>
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				Shuya had fallen off to sleep long before Fireplug did.&nbsp; Although the battle had been intense and exhausting she was still to keyed up to sleep as she thought about the battle with Miltank.&nbsp; Despite the fact that the massive pokemon outweighed her and could take her out simply by sitting on her Fireplug had been smart using speed and agility to avoid being pummeled while using a heavy dose of fire attacks against it.&nbsp; <br><br>She let out a tiny yawn of satisfaction as she curled up next to teacher and friend.&nbsp; Their relationship was different than most pokemon human relationship.&nbsp; She had chosen him as much as he had chosen her.Six years ago while travelling alone and ostracised by her herd after she had learned to speak human.&nbsp; It wasn't as though they had been angry with her, they simply didn't understand her anymore nor she them.&nbsp; She had been alone for most of year, avoiding humans and other pokemon as much as she could.&nbsp; It had seemed as though her new knowledge had cost her everything until one day she observed from the side of a trail a young man travelling alone.&nbsp; She could see him him almost immediately a kindred spirit.&nbsp; The look she seen on his face was one she had seen on her own face when ever she happened to glimpse it.&nbsp; He was as alone as she was.&nbsp; Despite this she toyed with the idea of showing herself to him long before she ever did.&nbsp; Instead she followed him for the longest time staying hidden.<br><br>She had been following him for most of a day when he was suddenly confronted by a hostile Ivysaur.&nbsp; Shuya had, not had any Pokemon at the time and so Fireplug decided to step in between Shuya and the Ivysaur.&nbsp; Despite being weak against fire attacks the Ivysaur was much stronger than she was.&nbsp; The battle had been very difficult and had taken her almost everything that she'd had, but not before she drove the Ivysaur off.&nbsp; He had taken care of her that night and nursed her back to health.&nbsp; She was grateful and, when she was well enough to speak she thanked him.&nbsp; The fact that she could speak surprised him at first, but it also pleased him.&nbsp; They agreed to become partners.&nbsp; He would take care of her and train her to be stronger if she took care of him.&nbsp; They had been together ever since.<br><br>Coming out of her reverie Fireplug stretched out and let out a yawn before laying down and closing her eyes falling asleep.&nbsp; <br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The next time that Fireplug opened her eyes it was morning.&nbsp; She stood up and stretched before hoping off the bed moving over to the bowl that he had filled with water and food for her.&nbsp; Moving to the water first Vulpix drank deeply quenching her thirst and then went to the bowl of food eating her fill.&nbsp; <br><br>She knew that Shuya would wake up soon, and then the would get ready to go to the department store before setting out on the next leg of their journey.&nbsp; as she drank she wondered if Shuya was going going to finally purchase the firestone he had been eyeing in the flier he had gotten from the department store.&nbsp; They had been talking for sometime about the advantages of evolving her into a Ninetales.&nbsp; She was somewhat leary of the idea.&nbsp; She knew she would be stronger and bigger if she evolved, but she would miss being able to climb up on Shuya's shoulder and perch there, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be herself anymore once she was evolved.&nbsp; It was a major decision and she didn't want to take it lightly.<br><br>When she was finished eating and drinking she leapt up on the bed and looked up to the still sleeping Shuya.&nbsp; "Shuaya, its time for you to wake up.&nbsp; You want to get an early start at the road don't you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>aya</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 06:30:15</strong>
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				Today, Ada found herself relaxing on a beach outside of Cianwood City. She had come to the pharmacy to talk with the experts there, hoping to learn a thing or two about pokemon medicine. It would help her prepare more nutritious pokefood in the future; important information for a breeder like herself. The 19 year old was sprawled across a large beach towel, soaking up the sun. Unfortunately, Espy, her Espeon, didn't share the same fascination. She was curled up into a rather uncomfortable looking ball underneath a nearby umbrella- praying deeply that it would be time to leave soon.<br><br>Aleck, Ada's Electivire, was out sulking as usual. She could make out his figure a ways away, alone by some rocks- as he preferred to be. He was quite unsociable, and usually spent most of his time alone. A completely different being (in more than one way), Ada's Vaporeon Vee was extremely happy to be swimming. It wasn't every day that Ada came near water, and she took every opportunity to hop in water bodies everywhere. Surfing here from Olivine was almost like a birthday present for the female Vaporeon.<br><br>Yawning, Ada stood up to stretch before she fell asleep. It was about time to cook food for everyone. They were all accounted for, except.. She squinted and looked around. Leafeon was definitely missing. Whether he was hiding or just out of sight, she had no idea. It didn't worry her though- Ada knew he was always around.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bluemoon</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 07:17:12</strong>
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				~Anya, at Maximilian's lab~<br><br>Anya had recently come into ownership of the Team Rocket organization, and was using her new found power fully. She had been funding the underground research for some time now, waiting for a formula to make her own Pokemon more powerful. She didn't care what Maximilion's reasons were, or what the repercussions or costs were. She would have more power.<br><br>She waltzed casually into the research area from a back door to the lab. She had an access card, since er money paid for the majority of the research done there. The clicking of her dress shoes across the floor could be heard in the nearly silent room. The swish of the black skirt she was wearing today was an uncommon sight, but she still had on that trench coat.<br><br>"Max," she said with her attention demanding voice, "I trust you've made progress since my last visit," she said, walking up to him, stopping just short of a foot away. Her steel blue eyes gazed through the glass at the test subjects. "Have you gotten it to last longer?" she asked, not even seeming to mind that it made the Pokemon raging hormone monsters.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zelric Miras</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 07:46:33</strong>
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				The meeting had been over for a couple of hours now. After signing a few documents and promising to check others in the next week, he left the building and headed towards the forest. He had a private state inside it and, although it was far from where the underground laboratory was, it had a tunnel and transport to take him to the laboratory in no time. <br><br>Part of his research had been funding on the Rocket's money, but he still had total control of it, which was how he liked it. Having spend the last twenty minutes studying the videos of the experiment and taking notes he was quite in a good mood. There was a camera with a live feed, both trainers and Pokemon were on the ground, most spent until there were still a couple that continued to rape their unconscious trainers. <br><br>"I gave you an access card to avoid having to open doors for you, but this is my lab. A greeting and a forenotice of your arrival would be appreciated, Anya." His hand dropped from his lapel where it had located itself when the door had opened. He spun around in his chair, his elbows resting on the arms of the chair while he entwined his fingers in front of his face. "If it wasn't for the fact that no one who wanted to infiltrate here or dispose of me would make so much sound, you would be on your knees already." He watched her over the rim of his glasses, noticing her skirt under the trench coat. "It is not often that you wear such attires, what are we celebrating?"<br><br>He turned around and pushed a few buttons on the keyboard, not waiting for her answer, he couldn't care less about it. "See for yourself. These three, the Ivysaur, the Growlithe and the Squirtle, have been raping their trainers for the last 80 minutes or so, two of them have passed out already and the third will dollow them soon. The rest, including the bloodied corpses, entered a frenzied state, killed their trainers and then ended up killing each other. We have lengthened the effect but the side effects have become more unpredictable. It was quite amusing to watch, the face of the trainers when they realized what their Pokemon were seeking..." He grinned and pushed a few buttons returning the video to the moment when the glass lifted and the trainers rushed to check their Pokemon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bluemoon</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 08:11:34</strong>
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				Anya simply stared at him through his lecture. It was nothing new by now, after all the times she'd barged in like this. She found it almost amusing the way he reacted after the months she'd been his benefactor. She set a check down on the table, an exorbitant amount of 0's written on it.<br><br>"If it wasn't for the fact that no one who wanted to infiltrate here or dispose of me would make so much sound, you would be on your knees already."<br><br>Anya had a small grin cross her face, almost challenging. "Is that a promise?" she half joked, she'd half to tear him a new one if he tried anything on her. She wasn't a weakling, with all the training she'd been put through. She crossed her arms, expecting results from him this time. She hoped the more potent formula would have longer lasting effects.<br><br>"It is not often that you wear such attires, what are we celebrating?"<br><br>Anya kept her arms crossed for a moment, knowing he didn't give a crap about her triumphs. She had finally gotten that stupid Metang, Tage to evolve into Metagross, but who cared, right? Well, of course Anya did. Metagross were associated with power...which she loved. "Oh, no special occasion..." Anya said in a condescending tone. <br><br>She watched as the what would normally be classified as disturbing images flashed across the screens. Her cold eyes stared emotionless as the trainers were raped and torn apart by the Pokemon they 'loved' so. She let out a slightly annoyed sigh, crossing one arm over her stomach as her other hand reached to rub her temple. <br><br>"I know you find this amusing, but we can't have them being aggressive to their own trainers...I want to use this formula on my Pokemon eventually, remember where most of your funding is coming from. I expect results..." She continued watching, it seemed the three remaining had some temperament control, allowing them to avoid completely destroying their trainers in their pursuit of pleasure. <br><br>"So...tell me. Why is it that some of them killed the trainers and other Pokemon, but some settled for just raping? Did you use different levels for each Pokemon, or do they just have different temperament levels?" Anya said, leaning forward a bit to get a better look at the survivors.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 10:13:14</strong>
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				-Over Goldenrod City-<br><br>A shadow moved over the streets and buildings. By the time anyone noticed it and looked up, the thing responsible for the shadow had already nearly vanished from sight, barely visible in the distance. That is, until the pokemon came to a stop over the pokemon center and let out a loud roar to wake the napping trainer that was on it's back.<br><br>Yawning, Zane Fenix sat up and looked around. "Here already? Wow, you must've been putting extra effort in today, eh buddy?" The young man patted the pokemon's back, while the dragon type let out a snort, smoke blowing through it's nostrils as it descended and landed on the street. Hopping off the large pokemon's back, Zane pulled out a pokeball from his belt, recalling Salamence.<br><br>It wasn't two seconds after his feet hit the ground that another ball on his belt popped open automatically, releasing Zane's Lucario. Zane just chuckled and shook his head. While he kept Lucario in his ball during flight, the fighting/steel type always preferred to be out of the pokeball whenever possible. "Come on, let's get a room before we start getting supplies." The steel jackal nodded and followed Zane inside as he went up to the counter to check out a room and get his key. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SSJ4Gojeta</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 23:07:34</strong>
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				"Mmmm, just five more minutes..." Shuya groaned. Feeling Fireplug's slight glare on him however, he decided he ought to get out of bed. Oh, how he would miss having a bed... something so soft and comfortable to sleep on. Shuya didn't complain about the life of a trainer - he rather enjoyed it in fact, with all of the adventures it offered him, and all of the friends he could make with both the people and the Pokémon he encountered in his travels. But he did miss the life of luxury he had gotten accustomed to, growing up as the only child of rich aristocrats and being doted upon for most of his early life. Still, he supposed, at least he had Fireplug and the others with him... his new family.<br><br>Breaking out of his reverie, Shuya pulled on his normal outfit of black pants and a dark blazer, under which he wore a grey and white shirt this time, having gotten all of his clothes washed during his stay in Goldenrod. Looking out of the window for the last time before leaving, Shuya commented to Fireplug "This city does have a certain charm to it, doesn't it? For all of its noise and pollution, it's still a beautiful city... I'm going to miss it." Fireplug jumped to his shoulder nodding, and they turned away from the window, heading for the door when a roar erupted above them.<br><br>Shuya flinched slightly, then relaxed, sighing.<br><br>"Great," he said. "Sounds like a Salamence... I wonder which pretentious idiot decided it would be a good idea to have it wake everybody in the city up this early in the morning..."<br><br>Opening the door, he headed out and down the stairs to the exit of the Pokémon center and saw a guy slightly taller than him and around his age recall his Salamence into its Pokéball as a Lucario popped out of another from his belt. Rolling his eyes slightly, Shuya walked past the man and muttered quietly to Fireplug "Told you it was a Salamence."<br><br>Arriving at the massive Goldenrod Department Store near the center of the city, Shuya whistled. You could tell it was big from any part of the city, but standing at its base, Shuya could see just <em>how </em>big it was. Walking in through the massive glass doors at the center of the building, Shuya headed for the lift, and once he was inside pressed the button to go to the top floor. He had been advised by Nurse Joy in the PokéCenter to buy Lemonade from the vending machines here instead of potions or super potions, as they healed his Pokémon more, cost less, and he could drink them himself if he was ever thirsty. Shuya also decided to buy a couple of Fresh Waters for Fireplug and himself - they didn't really need any for cooking as, between them, Guren (Shuya's Milotic) and Fireplug could get as much fresh water as they needed. But still, it was always useful to have a couple of plastic bottles spare in the wilderness.<br><br>Making his way up the stairs to the rooftop (which was unreachable using the lifts), Shuya went to the vender's desk and looked at some of the items there. Noticing that the Full Restores were, oddly, cheaper than the Ultra Potions, Shuya stocked up on them, buying as many as he could carry. Money wasn't exactly a problem for Shuya, but he still prefered not having to rely on it. Looking at some of the other items, Shuya's eyes fell on the elemental stones. He knew that Fireplug could be evolved using a fire stone, but couldn't ask her if she wanted to just yet until he was away from the other humans. Just in case, however, Shuya decided to buy one of each stone, plus one fire stone as a spare before heading back down five flights of stairs all the way to the second floor, where he stocked up on Ultra, Great, Net, Quick and Dark Balls. Deciding not to buy any stat-improving medicine (e.g. carbos and calcium), SHuya purchased half a dozen escape ropes, ten full heals and some Max Repel spray for camping in dangerous areas.<br><br>Leaving the department store, with his wallet considerably lighter, Shuya made his way to the northern exit of Goldenrod, intending to go to Ecruteak City for his next gym battle. When he though he was far enough from Goldenrod, Shuya turned to Fireplug and asked, "So, what do you think of using the fire stone? Remember, I'm leaving this decision completely yours to make."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 01:51:48</strong>
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				Fireplug waited patiently for Shuya to get up and get dress and ready to go.&nbsp; Shuya was a very interesting human.&nbsp; He came from wealth and privilege and had grown up living comfortably and yet the call for a little adventure was still enough to pull him away from a nice warm and cozy hotel room.&nbsp; Fireplug enjoyed his tastes, and was always well taken care of with him and she was very fond of him and he of her.&nbsp; In a very real way they completed each other and yet she thought she saw him desire more than even she could give him, a human companion.&nbsp; Then again it was also possible that she was reading to much into things.&nbsp; <br><br>“I’m going to miss it as well but I must admit I am looking forward to getting back on the road,” Fireplug replied jumping gracefully to his shoulders wrapping her six tails softly against his neck as she perched on his shoulder.&nbsp; “I really hate having to pretend that I can’t speak and am no different than any other pokemon,” she said for what must have been the thousandth time.&nbsp; He was fully aware of her thoughts on the matter and though she agreed with him the necessity to keep greedy people from targeting her it was still inconvenient.&nbsp; <br><br>The roar from the Salamence was enough to make the tiny Vulpix shudder.&nbsp; The sheer mass of the monstrous dragon pokemon made it intimidating and she was hopeful that she would never have to fight with one, although once she evolved into a Ninetales she might have a better chance against it.<br><br>Fireplug remained perched on Shuya’s shoulders as he made his way to the ground level of the hotel and out into the street where the Salamence that had made all the racket was being recalled by its trainer.&nbsp; Shuya didn’t pay it any further attention and they made their way to the department store.&nbsp; While he shopped she looked around at all the things that people had made for taking care of pokemon.&nbsp; It really was amazing.&nbsp; When Shuya turned to the Elemental stones she stiffened slightly.&nbsp; It didn’t surprise her that he was looking at them.&nbsp; he had several Pokemon including her that he could evolve and she watched as he select one of each noting that he bought two of the fire stone.&nbsp; <br><br>She watched as as he selected several other items and then they we’re out of the department store and moving out of town.&nbsp; It was then that Shuya addressed her and she knew that she was going to have to come to a decision soon.&nbsp; She was grateful that he was leaving the decision to her, he had never forced her to do anything, and yet at the same time she knew his wish that she take the next step in her development, and she did want to make him happy.<br><br>“Lets go over the pro’s and con’s of it again” Fireplug said knowing that they had already gone over it a dozen times but wanting to do it again.&nbsp; The pro’s for it are I’ll be bigger, stronger, faster, more beautiful,” she smiled slightly, it wasn’t that she was vain that wasn’t it but it was a tantalizing argument.&nbsp; She had seen other ninetales and had to admit that they we’re exceptionally beautiful.&nbsp; “The cons are that I’ll be bigger,” she smiled again at that as being bigger would be both a pro and con.&nbsp; &nbsp;She liked being able to ride on his shoulders and yet that wasn’t really reason for her to not to it.&nbsp; She would be far more useful to him as a Ninetaeles.&nbsp; “The other con is that I don’t know if I’ll still be me when I’m a Ninetales, what if I’m different?”&nbsp; It wasn’t that she was worried that she would forget how to speak or anything like that it was hard to quantify.<br><br>She&nbsp; looked up at him wanting his opinion though she already knew it the answer.&nbsp; “Do you want me to become a Ninetale?&nbsp; I will if it will make you happy”&nbsp; She was sure most of her fear was just in her head.&nbsp; Pokemon evolved all the time why should she be so different.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zelric Miras</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 06:02:15</strong>
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				He ignored her comments and focused on the results, he knew he could have her on her knees easily. The crystal on his lapel was strong enough for it.&nbsp; "The more aggressive ones were tried with the general drug we've been experimenting with, it seems that if there are no attacking Pokemon to direct their aggressiveness against them they turn on their trainer." He pointed at a pair of the Pokemon that were bloodied, they seemed to be confused and mourning over the bodies of their trainer. "The real problem is not the aggressiveness since it can be directed as long as there is another Pokemon, they turn depressive and a few have become suicidal later..." A Mightyena had bitten his leg and caused a considerable bleeding that would eventually kill it. "Of course it won't be allowed, they are test subjects after all." <br><br>Max turned the monitor of and stood heading for a cabinet, he took out a vial and threw it at Anya, it stopped in midair and remained suspended in front of her face. "Well done, Lin." He whispered with a grin, watching the Gardevoir that sat in the corner, waiting for his orders. "This is what I used on the others, minus some of the pheromones. It does increase their endurance and strength, but it ensues exhaustion afterwards. It could be unpredictable if mixed with anystatus ailments on the Pokemon."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BraveEarth</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 06:50:26</strong>
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				Tristan woke up, tired and groaning, as he lifted himself from the mattress. He looked around seeing the modest, but comfortable furnishings in his room. He could feel the floor beneath him move underneath his feet as he subconsciously kept balance with his body. He looked at the clock seeing that the covers on the other side of the bed had been moved, the folds in the pillow showing that another had rested her head on it. <br><br>He looked down to his pajama pants noticing that his shirt was missing and there were a few teeth imprints on his pecs. He sighed at the sight of these as they indicated that Jenny was fooling with him in his sleep now too. This worried him because, he didn't have any way to control it asleep. She could easily slip him inside of her and then she would be permanently tied to him. He made her take that medication he bought from the pokecenter, but still he worried. Physical protection was practically a fantasy by how much she made him do. It didn't help with his terribly short recovery time aiding her desires.<br><br>He looked over to his belt, it having three balls on each end of the belt. He had it like that so he could toss two at the same time, in case if anything dangerous came. It did rarely and his pokemon had grown so much over the years honestly the wild ones were getting to be simple. However he still had to protect Jenny as she couldn't defend herself from the likes of a wild Tyrannitar or something similar. He strapped on the belt to his waist as he went to change his pants and shirt so he could see how far off they were from the shore. If things looked well he might let some of the girls out so they would be able see. <br><br>He also would have to look for Jenny seeing her pack right next to his as he looked through it to see what she had taken with her when exploring the ship. They were coming back from Hoenn so Tristan could get together with old friends having been born in the hot lands... He had even taken Jenny to Sootopolis City. They held on to Persephone as they weren't good enough to make the dive by themselves, the two of them in awe of the sight once they got into the city and dried off. They were there for three days, it was a spectacular three days. Then also hit the hot springs in Lavaridge, for a day. When they were done seeing the rest of the Hoenn landscape they caught a a ship out of Slateport City headed for Goldenrod...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 08:42:00</strong>
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				Jenny pranced along the deck of the massive cruise ship Majesty.&nbsp; There weren’t many people out and about yet.&nbsp; Jenny wiped the sweat from her brow and pulled pusher her dark sunglasses back on the bridge of her nose.&nbsp; Despite the early hour she could already fell the heat of sun radiating off her body cover only by a red two piece bikini.&nbsp; Reaching the bow of the ship she looked out toward the horizon where Golden Rod city drew steadily closer.&nbsp; Jenny smile as she enjoyed the sounds of nature.&nbsp; Of the marine life all around her.&nbsp; Without making a conscious decision to do so her hand fell to the small pouch at her side the only out of place part of her wardrobe.&nbsp; In the pouch we’re her pokeballs.&nbsp; From her Vulpix, to her Vapereon her most trusted team sat ready to be called on at a moments notice.<br><br>Leaning against the railing and cupping her chin in her hand and closing her eyes she thought about Tristan, a man who was many things to her.&nbsp; He was her friend, and the closest thing to a father she had ever had, he was also her teacher and mentor, and yet in her mind he was more.&nbsp; As she had grown up with him and matured and her hormones had begun to rage she started to view him in new ways.&nbsp; He was a strong and kind and handsome, gorgeous even and she loved him.&nbsp; Jenny let out a low sigh as she knew that Tristan did not feel the same way about her as he she felt about him.&nbsp; In fact he wished that she didn’t love him the way she did, to him she was still the little girl he had adopted or at least that was the way it seemed to her.&nbsp; <br><br>Jenny thought about the previous night her eyes still closed.&nbsp; She had slipped him some sleeping pills into his water to knock him out and then crept in silently in the night to cuddle up next to him.&nbsp; She fondly remembered pressing her lips again his chest her teeth nipping at his pectoral. Her hand had gently stroked his shaft in her hand and once he was big enough she had slipped him inside of her.&nbsp; As though some command was being sent from her brain to her hand she slowly began to massage her pussy covered by the thin veil of her swimsuit.&nbsp; She moaned softly as her mind replayed the previous night in her head.&nbsp; <br><br>After a moment or two of insanity she opened her eyes and remembered where she was.&nbsp; She turned around to look behind her to make sure no one else was near, and she let out a sigh of relief as she realized that she was alone.&nbsp; Turning away from the bow of the ship she decided to go and get something to eat.&nbsp; As she walked her mind turned back to what she had been thinking about before.&nbsp; She let out another sigh as she realized that what she really wanted was for him to want her the same way she wanted him.<br><br>She was still thinking about this when she saw him up ahead coming out a door.&nbsp; Jenny smiled, he hadn’t noticed her yet and Jenny quickly and silently approached Tristan.&nbsp; &nbsp;When he was close enough she jumped at him wrapping her arms around him kissing him on the neck.&nbsp; “Good morning Tristan,” she purred into his ear as she clung to him her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him like the vines of a bulbasaur.&nbsp; “Did you sleep well?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bluemoon</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 20:14:50</strong>
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				-Anya, with Max in his lab-<br><br>Anya went to catch the vial from pure reaction, but it stopped before she had the chance. <em>Dick...</em> She thought momentarily, knowing it was his Gardevoir. "So..." she said, reaching forward to grab the vial from mid air. Her fingers curled around the glass container, pulling it to where she could better examine it. She held it between her thumb and forefinger, examining the contents.<br><br>"So..." she started, reaching with her other hand to a pokeball at her waist. "I could use this on mine for a boost of power, am I correct?" she asked, looking back up to Max with her hand on a pokeball. "But..." she added, "Why without the pheromones? I thought that's what really made them...aggressive...stronger..." Anya looked back up to Max, lowering the vial to her side, and removing her hand from the pokeball.<br><br>---Fae, Ilex Forest---<br><br>Fae was trudging through Ilex Forest, her loyal Pokemon following her every step of the way. It had bee quite a while since she'd left the cabin. She knew she had to be getting close soon...She could see it, the thinning trees. She was getting close to the forest exit. She picked up her pace a bit, Lo struggling with her small legs. Fae halted, looking back and kneeling. "Come on, Lo," she said, holding out her arms as the little Eevee hopped into them. Fae then stood again, Oberon the Growlithe and Deimos the Houndour following on foot. <br><br>It was only another hour or so down the road, and she saw it. The welcome center for Goldenrod City. She sighed in relief, she was a bit muddy from slipping into one of the ponds in the forest. She walked through the gates, and was put right out onto a paved path, a brick road that would take her right into Goldenrod City. "Come on, guys," she said smiling, as Oberon and Deimos followed her into town.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zelric Miras</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 04:05:42</strong>
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				"No Anya, it does have pheromones. I said minus some, not all of them. Don't open it too close to yourself though." He had turned around to watch Lin and motioned for her to come closer. "I've tried it on other Pokemon, it works. I used a special version on Lin, her heightened consciousness allowed her to bear better with it instead of turning berserk. It might work the same with other high level psychic Pokemon." In truth he had worked on a mix specially for Lin, but he wouldn't tell that to Anya. Lin had shied closer to Max and he placed a hand around her waist. "Good girl, you will get a rewards today." The Gardevoir seemed to both ease and lighten up at the compliment, delicately placing a hand on Max's. <em>"Thank you master."</em> She spoke in his mind, telepathy being one of the abilities granted by tampering with her genes.<br><br>Maximilian turned around and raised a finger pointing at the vial. "That is a large enough dose for one Pokemon, don't go splitting it. Oh and I don't take responsibility for any attitude or personality change in your Pokemon." He stood up and closed the space between Anya and himself, staring at the vial while Lin remained where she stood, dutifully waiting for orders while looking at the floor. "I would like to watch you try it though, I could use the amusement if it backfires." His face changed into a twisted grin as he walked past Anya. "Lin, come. I'm going to go and evaluate the recent test subjects. Are you coming?"<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bluemoon</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 17:50:43</strong>
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				~Anya, in Max's lab~<br><br>Anya snarled as Max walked by her. Backfire? Hah, she was stronger than that. "You know Max, your experiments could backfire on yourself one of these days...you better watch your words, or they might come back on you." She tucked the vial into a little pouch for safe keeping. "I'm expecting better results with the next batch..." <br><br>She grabbed her Metagross' pokeball, wondering if she should try the solution with it. "You know that I know you couldn't have given Lin the same stuff, right? I'm not stupid, Max...just remember what my organization does for your funds." She opened the pokeball, summoning Metagross to the room in a flash of light. She pulled her shirt over her mouth and nose. "If there's something wrong with this...you better tell me now, because I'm not doing it somewhere outside of this lab, Max..." She began to take the small cork out of the vial to administer the dose to Metagross.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zelric Miras</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 19:25:15</strong>
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				"No, I'm sure they won't." He raised an eyebrow and grinned at her. "The next batch is under process..." He noticed that she grabbed the pokeball so he motioned Lin to get close to him as he took a step back and leaned on the wall, waiting. "I never said I used the same thing, Anya, you should hear what I say instead of making assumptions." He shook his head and watched her pull her shirt. "Oh, on the contrary, I have cameras here, I wouldn't expect you to do it elsewhere." <br><br>He glanced at Lin giving her a few instructions in case something happened, he knew it wouldn't unless she did something wrong. "I hope you remember what I told you about that specific formulation, it has less pheromones to reduce the inmediate aggresive response, but it might change the personality of your pokemon. It will be somewhat...sensible to discomforting situations as well. Anything that the Pokemon finds as troublesome will trigger an attack." His eyes remained focused on the vial, waiting for Anya to use it on Metagross. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BraveEarth</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 09:07:53</strong>
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				Tristan was looking to the ocean as he stepped outside the room getting a full view of the coast coming into view. From what he knew they would make it to port by night or late afternoon. As he had been getting dressed he had been attempting to recollect the events of the day prior. He was trying to remember what Jennifer and he had been doing the night before. The bite marks on his chest had him worried and his discovery of a pair of used drinking glasses made him dedicated in his recollection. <br><br>From what he could remember they had boarded the cruise ship the day before and Jenny had dragged him out to the pool. She made him show her how he swam as he knew she had no interest in actually studying his form. And then he release Persephone from the pool so she could play with the little ones that were near the area. All the while he could see Jenny staring at him as he tried to keep eyes on every child and his dear companion. He needed to make sure that she would be fine while the Children oohed and ahhed as she gently played with the kids. <br><br>When he went to call Persephone back he was well dried and out of the pool Jenny already claimed his chest as she always did as he curled an arm around her protectively. His gaze settled on a few of the young men who chose to leer at her quickly turning into a glare knowing that the boys only wanted her for her sex. He found a few of the children and a few of the adults walking over to him asking him about the Milotic. Questions of breeding, contests and Persephone herself were quickly answered until Jenny began to stir. After that, Tristan politely asked the remaining people to leave, waiting for Jenny to full regain herself. <br><br>The first thought she expressed once awake enough to form words was simple and direct “Hungry” she said in a slightly whine or moan before automatically curling back on him. Tristan looked at her smiling, his hand reaching to stroke her hair softly and subtly bring her eyes to his. “Food or more sleeping on my chest.” He said not giving her the option of both. His voice was soft and playful, like how a father spoke to a child when trying to lead them to a reasonable decision. She eventually got off him but looked like she was going to choose the sleep for a moment; the way her head immediately fell on his chest had him fooled.<br><br>Once they had eaten it was dark and Tristan was leading her back to the room. He wanted to have her learn where he planned to go; to a place he desperately wanted to sneak into. Once they got into the room he immediately pulled out a giant map that contained a detailed lay out of the Johto and Kanto regions. He looked her dead in the eye, a look that said you better listen. Eventually he found himself sitting cross legged on the bed with Jenny sitting in his lap as he pointed to where they would go. But he first pointed to Mount Silver, “I want to get us here” he said in a serious tone, he knew that only special trainers were allowed to cross into the area, but he didn’t care. He was getting too old to deny himself the chance. <br><br>He laid out a number of plans for how to get there from flying there via one of his special reserved pokemon, to doing it the long and proper way of gaining the rest of the gym badges. The later he described as taking months in the least, knowing that it would take them at least that time for traveling on foot. He didn’t want to say the third and most dangerous option, tunneling there. She nodded at his word noting that if they were going to plan Silver that they would need to work into the night. She then went to go get some water for the two of them and everything when dark.<br><br>He was lost in thought when he felt something grab him, and the warm, wet softness on his neck. He knew it was Jenny by the sound of her voice, she sounded like she did when she wanted him. The rumbling in her throat telling him that she was happy and aroused. He felt her already wrapped around him as he found himself supporting her. He turned to her gently snaking an arm around her so she didn’t fall. “It was what I woke up to that broke my peaceful mood.” He said&nbsp; looking at her holding her close his hands well aware of the bare flesh that it’s fingers held firmly. “Should I expect to see you in this when we get to port?” he asked immediately dreading her response of “No I won’t be wearing it during that time” as he silently cursed himself for giving her the opportunity. <br><br>He looked away noticing a couple walking towards the two eyeing the pair of them. The woman nodded and grinned in approval while the man offered them a sneer as if the conduct was inappropriate. Tristan blinked at the rare switching of roles to what he usually saw before he heard his partner’s stomach growl against him, causing him to turn his eyebrows raise, a grin of his own forming on his lips. “Hungry?” he asked her teasingly.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pokemon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shade</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 23:47:22</strong>
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				-In Goldenrod-<br><br>As Zane entered the center, he didn't miss the looks that he got from some of the trainers in there. Some looked shocked, some looked a bit pissed off, others just curious. Grinning sheepishly, Drake scratched the back of his neck. "Uh, sorry about the noise...hehe..." Salamence had always been a bit loud, liking to startle people with it's mighty roar. <br><br>Walking up to the counter, Zane spoke with Nurse Joy and got a room key from her. When she asked about seeing his pokemon, he declined and said he would have them looked at tonight. He wanted them with him just in case while he was out and about in the city. With the key to his room in his pocket, he left the pokemon center, heading for the department store with Lucario walking beside him. <br><br>
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