Yeah, it's a bit early (for me, anyway), but i'm updating today because tomorrow I'll be getting a DS, and that'll be taking up a week straight of my time.
Now, I've noticed a few of you seem to be disliking you adventures. If you don't like them, please PM me, or restart, or something. It won't kill me if you're not into it. A few of you were given rather last-minute adventures, at the time, and I could probably think of something better for you now, if any of you so wish it.
Kickle Cubicle - Glowing a vivid white, Charmander takes a step towards Hyru, who replies the threat by curling his lip up in a snarl. Unphased by the Umbreon's display, the tiny fireball begins to growl, the flame on his tail flickering madly. Soon the earth begins to rumble and shake and chunks of rock and pavement are riped forth, floating and spinning around Charmander. With a flick of his paw, the concrete and stone begin hurtling twards Hyru, who manages to dodges a few, only to get a particularly large chunk aimed at his back. Stumbling, he's caught off guard as Nidoran lunges forward, tearing at his already maimed flesh with his sharp claws. At first it doesn't look like it'll be enough, until, much to everyone's surprise, Nidoran's paw smacks right across Hyru's face, drawing a wave of blood in what you can only assume was a critical hit. Hyru stumbled backwards, desperately trying to remain standing. However, he soon falls to the ground, his will not enough to keep him from being knocked out. Luna rushes out, scooping up the poor Umbreon, before giving you a sheepish look as she backs off of the feild once more.
"I don't have his Pokeball with me...", she admits, craddling the bloodied Pokemon in her arms. Scenna, meanwhile, looks livid, and turns to her trainer, her eyes demanding to know why she didn't try to get in an attack before Hru fainted. Luna just sighed. "They'll have no choice but to attack yuo now! Use Bide again, and if we're lucky you can take them down before they take you down!"
What will you do?
Michishirube - Squirtle, despite his fatigue, continued to fire streams of bubbles in hopes of dousing the fire, which licked at the charred building like a hungry animal. Ahead of you, the screams were quickly dying out, choked by smoke and agony. Behind you, the mysterious man stood in the doorway, looking on as you struggled to save the fleeting life of the ltitle girl who was begging for salvation with every harsh, choked moan, until...
The muffled screamed ceased completely, leaving you with only the crackling of the flames. Choking, refusing to believe the worst, you continue pushing forward will Squirtle's helps, each of his bubbles smaller than the last. Eventually, neither of you can go on any further, and you feel yourself being pulled from the blazing station just as more of the ceiling collapses. Falling to the ground as you're released from his grip, your legs shaking too much to hold your weight, you and Squirtle can only watch as the girl's sister forces her way out of the crowd, grabbing the stranger's shoulders.
"Why, Daddy?!", she wailed, sobbing. "Why didn't you help Alicia?!"
Behind her, another woman stood, shaking her head in heartbreak. "I know you just wanted to help her, Jonathan, but she suffered more in there than she ever could have on her own."
Looking from the two women and back to the man, you realize that this is the girl's father, and the older woman is her mother. As if that weren't bad enough, it seems as though the man has caused this catastrophe. you're about to open your mouth to say something truly vicious, when his older daughter begins squealling madly. Turning to look behind you at the now-faltering blaze, you notice two firement carrying the little girl from the building, her chest rising and falling weakly. Her dress is scorches, and she's covered in some nasty bruises and burns, but despite being worse-for-wear, she's definitely breathing, which is fantastic in and of itself. Smiling slightly, you can feel the girl's mother and sister put their arms around you in a thankful, but when you glance at the father, he just looks rather heartbroken. Whatever he had planned, he had meant only the best by it.
You gently pull away from the hug, and begin to ponder how you'll get to your destination now. As if to answer your question, a young woman dressed in a yellow fire-repellant suit walks up, smiling. "Thanks to you, we were able to get into the building. On behalf of the Seaside City fire department, I'd like to offer you a personal escort to the secondary Monorail Station on the other side of town!"
What will you do?
Eeveeboy_geoff - *REPOST* Looking pleased, Sarah takes out a cell phone, quickly dialing up her teammates, relaying the plan. After a few adolescent grunts of approval, she pockets the phone and grabs your arm, Shellie quickly nabbing your other. Startled, you can't help but go along as they march you across the soft white sands, into the filthier side of the beach, and onto the main road, the mob of electric mice scurrying after you in two little lines. As you're pushed down the bustling city streets, you notice people staring at you and your two almost militant companions. All around you, people stop to point and laugh at the little parade, and you're about ready to yank away and give these two a good piece of your mind when you notice a large building looming before you. It's beautiful stone scructure is decorate with large, gleaming windows and heavy wooden doors, then entire front lawn cut clean and decorated with shrubbery cut in the shape of various Pokemon. In front of you, a lovely brick sign stands, proudly proclaiming a name: 'Pastivan Private School'.
"Ah, we're here!", Shellie coos,obviously proud of her school. The two girls give your a good tug, and break out into a run, dragging you along for the ride. Ahead of you the Pokemon have already began bolting for their respective trainers, and you almost catch a few under your feet as you, Sarah, and Shellie practically crash into the mob. After a brief reunion, you all march into the gym, where several sets of pompoms lay scattered across the floor. Sarah drags you over to a table in the corner, where six files lay spread across it's surface. Looking over the set, you notice each folder is a different color.
"These are back-up cheer files last year's squad created. We don't know what's inside any of them, but we know whatever it is should be good. We've decided we'd like you to pick one." Sarah give you a grave look. "But you can't look inside...it's an old team superstition, and one of the few things the Plusles and Minuns have in common."
Looking down, you take inventory of all the various colors. Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Purple, Pink, Whire, Black, and Brown all line the table. What will yuo do?
MG - *REPOST* Obeying you, Nyx rushed over to the demonic little girl, catching her off guard and knocking her backwards as his claw makes conect. Darting back to you, a reddish glow begins to surround you and him as his Reflect attack begins to tke form. Staring at you through the crimson haze, Claire eyes glaze over as though she may cry.
"Oh Nick...there's no reason to fight...it'll only make it hurt worse."
Climbing to her feet, she gives you a sad look,before slowly unearthing the red-and-white orbs which house her two precious Pokemon. Taking a deep breathe, she held the balls out, her fingers grazing over the release buttons with lust enough pressure to cause two thick stream of red energy to burst forth. Shiver, you're startled as the temperature in the car drops, while the entire inside fills with a menacing hissing noise. Before you can ponder what's causing the unnerving sound, you come face to face with two very angry looking Snake Pokemon. The first glares ate you hatefully, it's sleek purple form twisting and coiling until it spreads at the neck, forming a hood which is marked to look a face. The other curls around it's trainer protectively, it's black-and-yellow scales offsetting it's foot-long red fangs.
"Nick..." Clair cooes, her eyes half closed in a depressed tranced. "You were so kind to me. As an act of mercy, I'll mkae you a bargain. If you can defeat Marcy and alice in battle...I'll not take your soul..."
You've got two choices. you can take up her challenge, and risk trusting her word, or you can blantantly turn her down and try to think of another way to save your hide. What will you do?
Psyshadow - With startling speed, all three men whirled around, the husky bodies shaking in the most unpleasant of ways as the lumber towards you, each of them smiling wider than the last. The first one, a tall man dressed in green, grabs your hand, shaking it viciously. "I'm Captain Huey Rogers, and my boat will take you wherever your heart desires!" Huey grinned widely, his eyes flashing. Next to him, a rather fat man dressed in blue waddled up, taking hold of your other hand, his handshake even more painful than the last. "I'm Captain Lance Williams, and my boat will take you wherever your heart desires!" Behind the two, the third man, his short fram dressed in red, stormed over, pushing Huey and Lance away with a rough shove. He then grabbed both your hands, giving you a rough double handshake. "Forget them! I'm Captain Harry Rice and MY boast will take you wherever your heart desires!" You watch, horrified, as Huey and Lance grab poor Harry, throwing him to the ground. The three soon end up flailing about in a fistfight of sorts, their girth shaking the dock in an unnerving manner. What will you do?