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Open Legend of the Stone Tablet
- Thread starter Jason-Kun
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Icalasari
YAY! NEW AVATAR! :D
[Erm, ok, I am lost now. So... I was abandoned? >.> That is it, prepare for Aipoms... You don't know when, you don't know where, but you will soon have monkey crap thrown at your faces <.<]
Eric slowly woke up, and looked around. "Erm, help?" He shouted, as he had know clue where to go
[>.> Can't really do much when people leave me in the middle of nowhere]
Eric slowly woke up, and looked around. "Erm, help?" He shouted, as he had know clue where to go
[>.> Can't really do much when people leave me in the middle of nowhere]
Arylett Charnoa
Barely existent.
- Pronoun
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Even inattentive Arylett couldn't keep her eyes off that odd girl when the Pidgey squawked loudly. She turned her head, with mild interest and curiosity, in her direction. Her spectacled eyes observed her tiredly.
And she continued to watch her, seeing as she sprinted off into the direction of the forest alone. Hmm. Well, that was weird. Why was she doing that? The curly haired girl shrugged. Was it any of her business?
But maybe the reason the girl sprinted off was because she knew where she was going, even better than the other two girls she was following. Should she follow her? For a moment, she pondered. Well, she really wanted to go after her.
It didn't require much though after that. Arylett dashed after her, her eyes sharply focusing on her retreating form so as not to lose track of her. She followed her as silently as her legs could allow her to, sprinting after her and making sure to keep a good distance.
And she continued to watch her, seeing as she sprinted off into the direction of the forest alone. Hmm. Well, that was weird. Why was she doing that? The curly haired girl shrugged. Was it any of her business?
But maybe the reason the girl sprinted off was because she knew where she was going, even better than the other two girls she was following. Should she follow her? For a moment, she pondered. Well, she really wanted to go after her.
It didn't require much though after that. Arylett dashed after her, her eyes sharply focusing on her retreating form so as not to lose track of her. She followed her as silently as her legs could allow her to, sprinting after her and making sure to keep a good distance.
Jason-Kun
New member
[[I'm gunna do a little bit of character controlling to speed things up, since I don't want this roleplay to die whilst I'm not here. It won't be much, aside from getting them inside the school, so no worries I hope.]]
Professor Elm's Swellow ruffled her feathers as the two girls ran off. Reaching over to pet the soft creature, Professor Elm began to whisper to her. "The school is located at the center of the island, so they're bound to stumble upon it eventually. Let's just get these kids to the school, and I'll get you something to eat.
A few moments later, Professor Elm led the students out of the path. A thick, blanket of fog incased the center of the island in which the strudents stood. An extravagent building stood before them, the fog thickining to hide the school from anyone who had come to the school, seeking to make trouble befall the school. The marble walls of the school reached into the treetops, glowing a bright yellow in the wake of the sun. Sapphire windows refelcted the lights as well. Hopping off of the Swellow, Professor Elm threw the creature's Pokeball to the ground. A red glow incased the Pokemon, sucking it into the matellic red and white ball, motioning for her to follow them, she turned and swayed away.
Jason, shoved his coin into his teeth, before rolling his wheelchair after Professor Elm and into the fog. As he got closer to the entrance, he noticed a walkway for those who needed wheelchairs and stairs for the other students. Nodding in relief, he wheeled his chair up the walkway and into the ruby red painted doors. The marble floor underneath creaked as he rolled down the hallway after Proffesor Elm. The white painted walls could be seen decorated with paintings of what artist thought to represent various legendaires, some of which being the Bird Trio, the Hoeen Trio, and the Time-Space Trio, which Celebi had been added to alongside Dialga and Palkia due to its power over time, despite being from a different region. As Professor Elm opened the door to a room and trudged in, Jason wheeled in after her.
The room was...cut off from the rest of the school and would probably be that way for years to come. The windows were closed with black curtians hung over them, casting a hushed shadow over the room. The only light, though small, came from a Chimchar curled up against a wall. Leaning against the far right wall was a table which held different Pokeball types, each in rows marked numbers one through fourhundered-fifty-nine. To the far left wall, a table containing Pokedex colored red, blue, yellow, green, purple, and black stacked in rows stood silently. In the center of the room, Jason noticed that Profesor Elm had taken a spot.
"Listen students to how this'll work! If you already have your coins out, you will shift over to the table with the varius Pokeballs on it. After looking up the number of the Pokemon you will recieve on your coins and grabbing your Pokeballs, you will proceed to the table holding you Pokedex choices before retrieving your Pokedex. After that is completed, you are expected to wait outside the door until the rest of the class is finished. If you have pocketed your coin however, you shall pick up your Pokedex first before moving over to select your Pokemon and leave the room. So with that, BEGIN!" she remarked, pumping her fist in the air. Jason wheeled over to the table which held the Pokedexes in all their glory. Picking up a green one, he hung back, waiting for a chance to pick out his Pokemon.
Professor Elm's Swellow ruffled her feathers as the two girls ran off. Reaching over to pet the soft creature, Professor Elm began to whisper to her. "The school is located at the center of the island, so they're bound to stumble upon it eventually. Let's just get these kids to the school, and I'll get you something to eat.
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A few moments later, Professor Elm led the students out of the path. A thick, blanket of fog incased the center of the island in which the strudents stood. An extravagent building stood before them, the fog thickining to hide the school from anyone who had come to the school, seeking to make trouble befall the school. The marble walls of the school reached into the treetops, glowing a bright yellow in the wake of the sun. Sapphire windows refelcted the lights as well. Hopping off of the Swellow, Professor Elm threw the creature's Pokeball to the ground. A red glow incased the Pokemon, sucking it into the matellic red and white ball, motioning for her to follow them, she turned and swayed away.
Jason, shoved his coin into his teeth, before rolling his wheelchair after Professor Elm and into the fog. As he got closer to the entrance, he noticed a walkway for those who needed wheelchairs and stairs for the other students. Nodding in relief, he wheeled his chair up the walkway and into the ruby red painted doors. The marble floor underneath creaked as he rolled down the hallway after Proffesor Elm. The white painted walls could be seen decorated with paintings of what artist thought to represent various legendaires, some of which being the Bird Trio, the Hoeen Trio, and the Time-Space Trio, which Celebi had been added to alongside Dialga and Palkia due to its power over time, despite being from a different region. As Professor Elm opened the door to a room and trudged in, Jason wheeled in after her.
The room was...cut off from the rest of the school and would probably be that way for years to come. The windows were closed with black curtians hung over them, casting a hushed shadow over the room. The only light, though small, came from a Chimchar curled up against a wall. Leaning against the far right wall was a table which held different Pokeball types, each in rows marked numbers one through fourhundered-fifty-nine. To the far left wall, a table containing Pokedex colored red, blue, yellow, green, purple, and black stacked in rows stood silently. In the center of the room, Jason noticed that Profesor Elm had taken a spot.
"Listen students to how this'll work! If you already have your coins out, you will shift over to the table with the varius Pokeballs on it. After looking up the number of the Pokemon you will recieve on your coins and grabbing your Pokeballs, you will proceed to the table holding you Pokedex choices before retrieving your Pokedex. After that is completed, you are expected to wait outside the door until the rest of the class is finished. If you have pocketed your coin however, you shall pick up your Pokedex first before moving over to select your Pokemon and leave the room. So with that, BEGIN!" she remarked, pumping her fist in the air. Jason wheeled over to the table which held the Pokedexes in all their glory. Picking up a green one, he hung back, waiting for a chance to pick out his Pokemon.
Character Bio: Proffessor Silvia Elm
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Pokemon: Swellow, and Chimchar
Appearance: Third Paragraph
Personallity: Professor Elm tends to act like a Pirate at times, whilst at others she can be more serious. Even in her seriousness, she is bursting with energy, always willing to help.
Class: Silvia teaches the Legends and Myths class, a class only open to those who wish to train to be a Professor at either another school or of one of the regions.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Pokemon: Swellow, and Chimchar
Appearance: Third Paragraph
Personallity: Professor Elm tends to act like a Pirate at times, whilst at others she can be more serious. Even in her seriousness, she is bursting with energy, always willing to help.
Class: Silvia teaches the Legends and Myths class, a class only open to those who wish to train to be a Professor at either another school or of one of the regions.
Elfin
feeling nostalgic
Kinara would have cheered if she could. She grabbed a dark blue Pokedex, then practically ran over to the table with the Pokeballs, looking for hers.
Ohmygoodgravy!! I'm getting my first Pokemon. Woot!
Her mom owned two Espeon, but Pokemon were considered pets more than anything, and Kinara had never really gotten her own Pokemon before.
Ohmygoodgravy!! I'm getting my first Pokemon. Woot!
Her mom owned two Espeon, but Pokemon were considered pets more than anything, and Kinara had never really gotten her own Pokemon before.
Icalasari
YAY! NEW AVATAR! :D
Eric began to wander around, completey lost, as he had no clue where to go. He soon came to a wall of fog. He growled and started screaming out a string of curses that could be heard right across the island
"Fucking hell! If it wasn't for those damned, fucking Aipom, I wouldn't be lost! Watch as they find my fucking, shrivelled up husk of a body in the middle of fucking nowhere! Gragh! If I EVER see another wild Aipom, I am going to snap its neck!" Eric shouted furiously. Soon, an Aipom came and tripped him. It was laughing alot, until it saw Eric's face. It screeched loudly, rattling windows, as it started to run. Eric pursued
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU YOU FUCKING MONKEY!"
(Please, somebody hear all this commotion so I can actually get my Pokemon ;.;)
"Fucking hell! If it wasn't for those damned, fucking Aipom, I wouldn't be lost! Watch as they find my fucking, shrivelled up husk of a body in the middle of fucking nowhere! Gragh! If I EVER see another wild Aipom, I am going to snap its neck!" Eric shouted furiously. Soon, an Aipom came and tripped him. It was laughing alot, until it saw Eric's face. It screeched loudly, rattling windows, as it started to run. Eric pursued
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU YOU FUCKING MONKEY!"
(Please, somebody hear all this commotion so I can actually get my Pokemon ;.;)
Stormecho
Maelstroms amidst steel
- Pronoun
- she
Tala heard someone follow her, but that didn't matter. She was away from all those people, away from the expectation of doing what she had been forced into, and blessedly alone in her misery. Well, partially, as she occasionally heard the trampling of dry twigs and such from behind her. Whoever it is is way too persistent... How far have I gone already? She stole a glance behind her and halted, eyes widening. That girl... the one with the glasses. Why is she here? I thought it was the guide, or professor, or whatever. Crossing her arms, she glowered fiercely. "Why are you following me?"
Her amazing glare of Doom faltered as she heard a loud string of curses, and something about Aipom. Favouring her stalker with another glare, Tala rolled her eyes and started to run again, away from where the angry voice had sounded. There was no way she was going to go near where she knew someone was... Making her way through a thick patch of fog, she stopped dead at the sight of a building. How did I make it to the school? Damn it! Whirling around, she sprinted in another direction, and after a few minutes, found out who was screaming. One of the students was running around, chasing after an Aipom. Stopping again to catch her breath, she edged away as slowly as she could, hoping he wouldn't notice her. I hope the girl who was following me got lost, or something. she thought bitterly, and started walking now, in yet another random direction, only to eventually come across the school again. What was with this place? Eyeing the building as if she suspected it to come alive and bite her, she finally walked up the stairs. Better to get there - no matter how bad it was - then wander around in circles until she passed out from exhaustion. She entered the room just in time to see the crowd of students grouped around a table. Staying near the doorway, she leaned against the wall and scowled.
Her amazing glare of Doom faltered as she heard a loud string of curses, and something about Aipom. Favouring her stalker with another glare, Tala rolled her eyes and started to run again, away from where the angry voice had sounded. There was no way she was going to go near where she knew someone was... Making her way through a thick patch of fog, she stopped dead at the sight of a building. How did I make it to the school? Damn it! Whirling around, she sprinted in another direction, and after a few minutes, found out who was screaming. One of the students was running around, chasing after an Aipom. Stopping again to catch her breath, she edged away as slowly as she could, hoping he wouldn't notice her. I hope the girl who was following me got lost, or something. she thought bitterly, and started walking now, in yet another random direction, only to eventually come across the school again. What was with this place? Eyeing the building as if she suspected it to come alive and bite her, she finally walked up the stairs. Better to get there - no matter how bad it was - then wander around in circles until she passed out from exhaustion. She entered the room just in time to see the crowd of students grouped around a table. Staying near the doorway, she leaned against the wall and scowled.
Icalasari
YAY! NEW AVATAR! :D
Eric noticed the girl, and growled at the Aipom. "I will get you later..." He threatened as he chased after her, hoping to find the school. He soon did, and after asking around for what to do*, he went and grabbed a Marine Pokedex and his Pokemon, a Totodile
The Aipom decided to follow the trainer, and soon arrived in the room. Seeing all the Pokeballs, he picked one up and threw it at Eric. Eric was quickly knocked out... Again
*(>.> Not waiting for Jason-Kun to repost something just because metagaming is bad)
The Aipom decided to follow the trainer, and soon arrived in the room. Seeing all the Pokeballs, he picked one up and threw it at Eric. Eric was quickly knocked out... Again
*(>.> Not waiting for Jason-Kun to repost something just because metagaming is bad)
OrngSumb
Coulda Had A V8
Stefan had followed behind the boy in case he had to save him....again. Upon hearing his instructions he picked up a purple pokedex and picked up the pokeball.
Oh goodie a Muk. he thought sarcastically.
Thinking back to the stories he heard about Muks he shuddered.
I don't know if I'm ready for regular glomping. he thought as he walked over to the professor.
"Um Professor Elm I was hoping that maybe there was a mistake in my Pokemon. Is it possible that I get another one?" he asked. He hated standing out. It didn't help that he was the oldest of the group.
Oh goodie a Muk. he thought sarcastically.
Thinking back to the stories he heard about Muks he shuddered.
I don't know if I'm ready for regular glomping. he thought as he walked over to the professor.
"Um Professor Elm I was hoping that maybe there was a mistake in my Pokemon. Is it possible that I get another one?" he asked. He hated standing out. It didn't help that he was the oldest of the group.
Arylett Charnoa
Barely existent.
- Pronoun
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Arylett was a very good follower.
She had had many years of practice. Once she had attached to her target, she wouldn't let them out of her sight. Her eyes carefully focused on the white haired girl's form. She wasn't going to let her get away. If she let her out of her sight, she would be alone. Lost and alone in this strange place. And Arylett didn't want to be alone.
Hmm, she seemed to have taken notice of her. And gave her a rather nasty glare. She didn't like her following, did she? Even if the look had made her feel horrible, afraid of the odd girl, she wasn't going to stop. Her fear of this vast unknown wilderness and being alone in it won over her fear of the girl's nasty glare. Arylett glared straight back, her chocolate eyes giving her an immensely frustrated and pouty stare. She was freaking exhausted, she certainly wasn't in the mood to be glared at. And most of all, she didn't want to be alone. She ignored her question, still glowering back at her.
However, after being glared at, she followed at a slightly farther distance, hearing someone yelling about who-knew-what. Something about an Aipom? Well, it wasn't any of her business, much like a lot of things weren't. It caused her to fall a bit more behind her, out of the odd girl's sight. However, she could still see her walking, off in the distance. And continued to follow.
Aaah! So the girl did know where she was going. They had arrived at the school. Good thing too, that wilderness was really beginning to freak her out. She walked a little faster, following the girl at a closer distance. But then she seemed to zigzag in a completely different direction. Hmm, what was she doing? Well, Arylett was sure she knew exactly what she was doing, especially since she herself had no idea what she was doing, and thus she imitated her movement, following her in the other direction.
Somebody was running about, chased by some purple blurr that she didn't have time to process properly. It was too quick for her slowly moving mind. She shrugged, ignoring and forgetting it instantly. Her target had gotten far ahead of her, but she wasn't about to let her get away. Arylett sprinted a little faster, until once again she was at a close distance. Hmm, the girl seemed to be going in odd directions, turning all over the place, she was finding it a bit more challenging to keep up.
But then they had arrived at the school again! So she did know what she was doing. Arylett knew she was right in trusting her judgement. She followed the odd girl into the building, keeping a close distance behind her still. With vague curiousity, she observed some other kids crowded around a table. Was she supposed to crowd around the table too? Well, if everyone else was doing it...
She unlatched herself from her target and joined the others at the table.
She had had many years of practice. Once she had attached to her target, she wouldn't let them out of her sight. Her eyes carefully focused on the white haired girl's form. She wasn't going to let her get away. If she let her out of her sight, she would be alone. Lost and alone in this strange place. And Arylett didn't want to be alone.
Hmm, she seemed to have taken notice of her. And gave her a rather nasty glare. She didn't like her following, did she? Even if the look had made her feel horrible, afraid of the odd girl, she wasn't going to stop. Her fear of this vast unknown wilderness and being alone in it won over her fear of the girl's nasty glare. Arylett glared straight back, her chocolate eyes giving her an immensely frustrated and pouty stare. She was freaking exhausted, she certainly wasn't in the mood to be glared at. And most of all, she didn't want to be alone. She ignored her question, still glowering back at her.
However, after being glared at, she followed at a slightly farther distance, hearing someone yelling about who-knew-what. Something about an Aipom? Well, it wasn't any of her business, much like a lot of things weren't. It caused her to fall a bit more behind her, out of the odd girl's sight. However, she could still see her walking, off in the distance. And continued to follow.
Aaah! So the girl did know where she was going. They had arrived at the school. Good thing too, that wilderness was really beginning to freak her out. She walked a little faster, following the girl at a closer distance. But then she seemed to zigzag in a completely different direction. Hmm, what was she doing? Well, Arylett was sure she knew exactly what she was doing, especially since she herself had no idea what she was doing, and thus she imitated her movement, following her in the other direction.
Somebody was running about, chased by some purple blurr that she didn't have time to process properly. It was too quick for her slowly moving mind. She shrugged, ignoring and forgetting it instantly. Her target had gotten far ahead of her, but she wasn't about to let her get away. Arylett sprinted a little faster, until once again she was at a close distance. Hmm, the girl seemed to be going in odd directions, turning all over the place, she was finding it a bit more challenging to keep up.
But then they had arrived at the school again! So she did know what she was doing. Arylett knew she was right in trusting her judgement. She followed the odd girl into the building, keeping a close distance behind her still. With vague curiousity, she observed some other kids crowded around a table. Was she supposed to crowd around the table too? Well, if everyone else was doing it...
She unlatched herself from her target and joined the others at the table.
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Icalasari
YAY! NEW AVATAR! :D
The Aipom was having fun now, and now started to grab pokeballs at random and hurl them at people's heads. One of the balls revealed a Bagon, who, pissed about being woken up by a damned Aipom, started to chase it around, using Ember. The Aipom screeched as its butt was lit on fire, and it started to run all around, climbing everything
The Bagon continued to chase it, still pissed off beyond belief. It was absolute chaos
The Bagon continued to chase it, still pissed off beyond belief. It was absolute chaos
OrngSumb
Coulda Had A V8
Stefan watched the chaos. It was unbearable. He had to do something to get his mind off of it.
There's always the cutie that I keep saving to talk to. he thought as he looked towards Eric. Why the hell not. he thought as he walked over at attempt number 2 to get the boy to notice him.
"Hey there. What's your name?" he asked as he offered his hand. In his ears he could he the gears whirring allowing him to move that arm. Thank the Lord it was only him who could hear it. Or so he thought.
There's always the cutie that I keep saving to talk to. he thought as he looked towards Eric. Why the hell not. he thought as he walked over at attempt number 2 to get the boy to notice him.
"Hey there. What's your name?" he asked as he offered his hand. In his ears he could he the gears whirring allowing him to move that arm. Thank the Lord it was only him who could hear it. Or so he thought.
Icalasari
YAY! NEW AVATAR! :D
Eric woke up slowly, groaning. "My name is Eric..." He grabbed Stefan's hand and pulled himself up. He then saw the Aipom.
"Erm, can you excuse me for a moment? I have a monkey to kill..." He said, grinning, before he picked up the Bagon and aimed it like a flamethrower. The monkey soon jumped onto Eric's face, latching on. It screeched loudly as Eric clawed at it, trying to remove it
"Erm, can you excuse me for a moment? I have a monkey to kill..." He said, grinning, before he picked up the Bagon and aimed it like a flamethrower. The monkey soon jumped onto Eric's face, latching on. It screeched loudly as Eric clawed at it, trying to remove it
OrngSumb
Coulda Had A V8
Stefan used his mech arm and grabbed the Aipom and pulled it off.
"Nice to meet you Eric. It seems this Aipom has an attraction to you. Too bad I got to let it go." he said. Walking over to the windows he opened one and punted the little monkey out the window and quickly shutting it.
"That should help. Ouch you got some cuts on your face. Do you want me to patch that up for you?" he asked Eric after he walked back over.
"Nice to meet you Eric. It seems this Aipom has an attraction to you. Too bad I got to let it go." he said. Walking over to the windows he opened one and punted the little monkey out the window and quickly shutting it.
"That should help. Ouch you got some cuts on your face. Do you want me to patch that up for you?" he asked Eric after he walked back over.
OrngSumb
Coulda Had A V8
(( He thinks your cute. But he ain't hittin on ya. The kid can have eye candy *shot* ))
Stefan ripped off some of his wife beater and licked it so it was wet.
"This might sting." he said as he dabbed the cuts to clean them up.
Man that blood ruins his face. Okay you need to control yourself Stefan. This kid probably will kill you if you start hitting on him. he thought to himself.
"Now just make sure you keep those clean." he told Eric as he admired his work. The cuts weren't infected but would need to be washed every hour or two.
Stefan ripped off some of his wife beater and licked it so it was wet.
"This might sting." he said as he dabbed the cuts to clean them up.
Man that blood ruins his face. Okay you need to control yourself Stefan. This kid probably will kill you if you start hitting on him. he thought to himself.
"Now just make sure you keep those clean." he told Eric as he admired his work. The cuts weren't infected but would need to be washed every hour or two.