Arylett Charnoa

You-you're a prodigy; remarkable, superb. Not even I can dance with such ungracefulness. The rock was perfectly positioned for maxium points. Marvelous <3

He will, he's easy to please~

Nicknames are fun, especially this one song that has, "Annabananafefiefofana, Anna!" in it. My actual name is Ann, though x3 Feel free to customize it, like so many have.

It shall have immemse words of literature to showcase its awesomenocity~ It will.

Ralphie is happy, though I could go without the gnawing on my arm.

Tobé's snout (muzzle), belly, and front right paw are an icy blue, I hope that helps :D I hope to see it soon~

Oh yes, of course you could hit an invisible being with your blasted guns. How could I ever think the opposite? We could continue this four hours, I sense, but I would get nowhere. It seems I will have to prove we are needed; that man's death was not meant to happen. I would have prevented it, if I could. Hmph. I'll try not to talk about him ever again, but you, who refuse to command us, can hardly order me to stop thinking of him, no? And such glory could have been yours. You could have reshaped the world! Yet you stay in your crumbled cities, refusing all help from those that would willingly bring aid. See what happens when the world turns its back on you, and stay hidden under your rock, for all I care.

o_O; Goodness. (And the good witch Glinda thought it was a good idea to send a small girl to visit this guy? He must be exposed to the public. D<)

(Oh... dear. :P Er, yeah it's because I'm from out in the sticks in Kinovaville. We don't get much news, ayup. Valirett could invade at any time, you say? I'll have the Fashion Knights on red alert. And think of an appropriate battle costume~)

*Gulp* Maybe you should take the pencil back... I'll be too scared to use it now. XD

Eventually indeed~ X3

*Curious* Well... what did he use your money for? Go on, I won't tell a soul. x3

(I'm a Fashion Knight. I can't be expected to know everything. :P *Makes notes* Oh, the infamous Valirett! She definitely needs a bad-guy theme tune.)

Aw. Well, okay. It's only fair. I'll, uh, put it safely to one side while I (*cough avoid trying to be original cough*) try and finish this Harry Potter meme. Huzzah~

Dun da da daa~ ... Shoot, it didn't work. I think it has something to do with the fact that I only know about three of the tools. Oh, well, the quest goes on~

If we are no longer useful in your society, how come you couldn't defend your comrade from the Dusknoir? Why did you have to rely on Pokemon to drive it back? If we are so useless, how come we were so vital to your own survival in that brief moment? If we hadn't moved to protect you, your whole group would be dead. And yet you revile us still. Was it my fault your comrade died? My fault that you commanded me to attack? I would have protected him, otherwise! We may be weapons, as you see it, but we can also choose our own purposes. If we do not like what our trainer is doing, we leave. We are also born to protect.

Perhaps he hasn't paid you back because he put all his cash into building a city of emeralds. I daresay a jeweled town is a drain on anyone's resources. How irresponsible, though. Tsk.

(Oops. The rival country... being who exactly? In the strictest confidentiality, of course.)

Oh! But... it is so much fun to pop. *looks at it longingly* ... okay. In order to use the Magical Royal Pencil, sacrifices must... be... made. (... one little pop won't hurt *pop*)

Ohoo. That looks simple enough. Thank you~ Huzzah, I'm off on a transparency quest to see if it works!

...I listen to talk radio, and live a sheltered life from the art known as music x3 Ah, dancing in a Spoonish fashion requires a lack of gracefulness, which you'd have to be born with, unless you commit one hundred percent to dancing in a Spoonish fashion.

Is that even possible? Yay, Socks will enjoy that~

Yep, it is. It's still long, to my short name, anyways.

Yay, another word added to the awesomenocityarylettdictionary; I'd like to see definitions for these words.

Ralph won't eat it unless it's unattended (or commanded no to), so you'll be find.

*dances in a spoonish fashion* Whoever said I was going to walk away?

I just adore how you've phrased that, it's made me giggle more than giggling should occur :D Yes, you'll wear Spoonsocks on your hands unless you happen to be Socks the Venonat, who wears them on his antenneas, because he's a special case <3 Ah, I can't wait for the outfit to be finished, because there's nothing like it, at all. The entirity of the world will flock to stores like the release of Brawl to buy this wonderful outfit from Paree.

I have an insanely short name, and that's for sure~ Six is a lot, actually; it's one less than my middle name.

It's a wonderful word that I should add to my limited literal vastness~

He eats DSes, so watch yours (not brains) :3

Then why, if we will be left in the dust, do you accuse me of tempting the human race? If you are so certain the humankind is moving on, why fear that Pokemon training will resurface? Surely such a wise people would know enough not to engage in such bloody battles. Hmph, or do you forget the wars you have started, the battles that are wholly based on human foolishness? Have you moved beyond that, in this time of enlightenment? Surely there cannot be any corrupt people who would seek violence! No, only foul Pokemon remain bloodthirsty.

XD Wonderful Wizard of Oz? I'll give him wonderful... *limps* See, I would've liked Dorethy's character a bit more if she'd been like that. Darn deceptive singing, glossing over the best parts. *tuts*

Oops. ._. But... what if I was keeping... state secrets? Then I'd be able to lie, right? So yeah, it's state secrets. :D

Erk. Excuse me while I wrap it in cotton wool~ Ooh, bubblewrap! *Popping sounds*

I'm using Paint Shop Pro... 8. I looked on the interwebz to find a guide, but they were all far too complicated for me. o.O;

Balance, you say? You know nothing - nothing of balance! Why was my kind created, and yours, on the same earth, if not to balance and coexist? There is no balance anymore, with your kind driving us out. Who do you think causes the rains, the sun to shine, the plants to grow, but Pokemon? And what if you separate yourselves from all of us? Tainted water, foul air, and clouded skies!

Lurkers in the mud, your kind is so stubborn, refusing to see past your domain of rocks and dirt. There is a world beyond that, a sky you would reach if you would open your eyes! But no, you protect yourself from such threats that would restore the true balance! Faugh, your ignorance makes me sick.

XD Why do you think there was so much singing involved in the movie? That was the Scarecrow & Co. drowning out Dorethy's consistant curses.

Oh, no... I would lie about something like this... >D

Hm. *Sigh* It's worth a shot. Thank you, I'll be very careful with it. *Holds it at arms length* :D

Ehe, okay. And transparatise away~ Still trying to figure out how to do that. :P

What? What arrogance is this? New weapons, yes, I see that. But the reason some so wanted to be with Pokemon was of some bond. I never felt it. Perhaps I never would, but your pride has taken away the reason I lived, the chance I had. What do you think might happen, if we start to strengthen ourselves to keep up? What if other Pokemon start to respect and imitate us? You will have many strong Pokemon then, used to your strange weapons and defenses. If we cannot make your kind change your ways, we will create change. I will create change!

How is it evil? We fight amongst ourselves, in futile attempts to hone our skills. We partner with humans to become stronger, and they in turn strengthen with out victories! How is this evil, to do what is natural? Survival of the fittest, and the fittest are the strongest! ...You, you would have been perfect, yet you reject what is in front of you! There are ways to prevent dying, to prevent sadness. There used to be ways to vanquish pain, and keep it as a true art, yet you humans, in your blindness, turned away! I will show you the right path, even if it must be done with force!

*glares back, fully in Skaldia mode* Muahaha, I am fully prepared to show you the errors of your ways, with some vengeance for that attack added as well! You will change, and with you will be the start of the world, returning to what it is supposed to be! *gets carried away*

Understandable. The Question Mark is merciful and will not force you to obey, but it demands that you consider it! :P

Muahaha, ninja stealth! =D I wonder why Flora and Ashes hasn't posted yet... >< Maybe we've been going too fast? XD

The question mark demands you admit that you are a good RPer! XD Cast aside your humbleness! :P

Hm, that would be interesting. Let her finish sulking about how stupid she was, and how boring her life is going to be, and then the stalking shall being! ...Let's hope Skaldia won't get killed for her pains. :P She's deliberately disobeying, after all.

*Snickers* Careful. XD This road is long... I bet Dorethy got no end of blisters on this route, especially since she was wearing someone else's shoes. Silly girl~

Sure. >D

Ooh, that's cool. In that case, Arylettdancing is my favourite type of dancing. No bruises involved, woo~ *Arylettdances*

Argh, I don't think it's meant to be. It's not the pencil's fault. ;-;

Of course you can use it, I made it for you, sfter all. :3

*takes off the tape* In the name of the almighty question mark, you may not object when others refer to your roleplaying skills as good! Obey the question mark!

Of course you aren't worthy to be in my presence. Fear and respect the question mark... of doooooo- *coughs* oooooooom! Fear the elongated 'o' sound as well! Remember your vowels...