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Wigglytuff Guild Entrance

Crine: <—I g-g-get a feeling they're the only detectives this side of A-A-Amp Plains...—>

Selene: <—Yeah, the Magnezone Police Force doesn't actually catch any of the outlaws. They leave that to the Rescue Teams- which need a better name since they do a lot more than that- and simply hold the outlaws. I guess that's a hectic job since there's so many of them, but still, nonindicative name.—>

Emma: <What detective work have you done?>

Nutty Noon, clouds

Hitmonchan: <Oh, good, I'm not the only one who thinks we move too dang slow! Why do you sleep so much if you don't even fragmenting DO anything most days?>

Prolio: <I think we need to get you an attitude adjustment, Hitmonchan. You don't need to cop out everybody.>

Hitmonchan: <Hmph.>

edited 2nd Aug '12 3:54:32 PM by Tropeless

- Nods -

<Sounds good.>

Swindle: (Aside Glance) <What, no Trawl Orbs?>

<Swindle, I don't think that would be a good idea. I've heard that the Kecleon don't take kindly to theft.>

Treasure Town, outside the guildhall

Pianis: <Well, right now they're helping us look for a kidnapped Espeon. Except they haven't been having much luck.>

Espio: <We know who he's with, but they just aren't staying in one place long enough.>

Swindle: <Oh, is that so?>

<Yeah. This Gengar I spoke to said that they're like a mafia. Steal from one, he'll call in his family to take you down.>

Rosemary takes the cookie and chomps on it.

RM: <Delicious, crunchy, and overall great.>

She sits down.

Treasure Town

Emma: <Can't you follow them and set a trap or something?>

Swindle: <... Wow.>

<Yeah, you probably shouldn't try stealing from them, Swindle.>

<Yeah, I don't want you, DS, or myself to get hurt from you stealing from them.>

edited 2nd Aug '12 4:10:56 PM by strawberryflavored

Swindle: <All right... But what if the Kecleon has some really good stuff for sale?>

<Swindle, don't even think about it. No matter how tempting it is.>

Swindle: <Oh, okay...>

<Well, I suppose we should go get those supplies. See you later, DS.>

-Straw goes to the Kecleon bros. store to buy some more apples-

Treasure Town, outside the guildhall

Pianis: <That's actually exactly what we're planning to do.>

Efrafa

Laurel's ears rapid twitch from place to place attempting to absorb all the sounds he can hear in the ditch. There is an infernal hissing/snarling/grunting/growling/chewing sound coming from the end of the ditch, as well as the scratching of claws on the dirt and the small yelps and squeals from some unfortunate creature dragged down here that Laurel couldn't identify at this time.

In no time at all, they reach the near-end of the ditch.

Silverweed: <Wait here>

The Nidorino leaves his accompanists sides to to dive down into the last stretch of the ditch to talk to that... thing that is currently feeding down there. Laurel overhears the conversation between the two.

Silverweed: <Sir I->

Woundwort: <Why are you here Oswlafa?>

Silverweed: <S-sir, we've found this hlessi on patrol. He said he want to... join us.>

Woundwort: <Join us... How strange...>

Silverweed: <I believe he's worthy sir.>

Woundwort: <I will be the judge of that...>

The next thing Laurel saw was a skirmish Silverweed scampering out of the hole. Followed by him.

Monstrous size, twice of that of any Nidoking he's seen before, with the bodyspikes and head horn to match.

Hide littered with the claw wounds of rivals he has mercilessly disposed of.

One dead eye.

So the rumors of the mystical General Woundwort were not exaggerated. He really was a demon of a Nidoking.

Woundwort: <Hlessi, pray do tell, who are you.>

Laurel: <My name is Laurel sir>

Woundwort: <Laurel?> -grunts- <What is you're story?>

Laurel tells Woundwort the same story he told Acorn and Silverweed above ground, and Woundwort carefully calculates it. He, like Acorn before him, can very well believe that this Nido was an Owsla in his previous warren, and that he managed to survive on his own without being captured or eaten by an elil of some kinds.

He reminded him of himself when he was a Nidorino.

Woundwort: <Very well, Laurel. You shall not only join Efrafa, I'd see it for you to become a member of the Owslafa. For we have... lost a few members in the last few weeks from a careless miscalculation. You're times will be the dusk and dawn silflays and the evening patrols. If you wish to have some of the flayrah, you may help yourself to it. If you wish for a mate, heh-heh, you can have any Nidorina you please, unless she's been marked by another Oswlafa. Those are you're "perks" if you will.>

Laurel twitched an ear ever so slightly. He found rather concerning that the females of this warren have no freedom what-so-ever in the face of the (all male) Owslafa. It made his drive to free at least some of the Nido's stronger.

Woundwort: <I shall have it organized for another Nido, Campion, to show you how we do things around here.]]

Laurel: <I understand sir>

Woundwort: <You shall be identified... by you're mark.>

Before Laurel could question what the mark was, he felt a wave of pain envelop his right-hind leg. For Acorn had just slashed and bit two huge, gaping incisions in his leg. He was then dismissed from Woundwort's quarters and was lead towards the Owslafa quarters. Fresh blood dripping behind.

edited 2nd Aug '12 5:40:00 PM by PippingFool

<See you later, Straw!>

Last post for tonight.

Firuzland-B, Imperial Capital, Port (Previous)

Messenger!Vibrava: And is there anything the Emperor should know about the voyage? It looks rather...

Port Authority!Lapras: Yes, it faced... resistance... from the natives. But they took a prisoner, at least! I suppose she might be entertaining to the court for a couple days...

Captain!Aggron: Err... three prisoners.

Port Authority!Lapras: Huh?! but... I only saw one...

Sailor!Cradily: We... had to separate them for security...

Port Authority!Lapras: O_O

Messenger!Vibrava: OK, three prisoners for court entertainment, I'll take the report.

-flies off-

Port Authority!Lapras: Wait- ... *gulp*

-to the Aggron- How much trouble have you gotten me in?

An Emperor's Quarters - A Land West of Johto-B - Presumably Around the Time a Certain Vibrava Would Be Arriving

-A certain Samurott and Lucario are busy playing a round of a non-specific monster training game-

<Audrey: "Gah hah hah! Let's see how well your sweeper holds up when he can't move 3 out of 4 turns!">

<Susano: "Argh, I knew I should have sent out my scout first-">

<Archeops(?): "... Wait a minute, I seriously managed to get away with the excuse of 'mattress testing'? ... That doesn't sound like something that I'd need someone else to do...">

Messenger!Vibrava: -enters- Your Highness, the expedition you sent to the land of the Gummi equipment builders has returned. With three prisoners for the court's entertainment, too.

An Emperor's Quarters - A Land West of Johto-B

<Archeops(?): "... Gummi-makers? Isn't that PEFE? And wasn't there-">

<Yomi: "Aren't those the candies from PEFE headquarters?">

<Archeops(?): "... Wait just a minute... Where are they?">

edited 2nd Aug '12 8:03:32 PM by TracerBullet

Clouds

-Every and his mons are playing around-

-they feel like their universe has sped up a bit-

-Mix pokes Marmalade- <Pleaaaase? :3>

Marmalade: <I literally do not have the instincts that would make that face effective.>

Nutty Noon, clouds

-Xakk snickers-

-Onion's mons are goofing off-

Nutty Noon, clouds

Fortis: <And the kitty is always mean to me but he likes Piano. Is it because she's a kitty too? I wonder what you think about all this, little cotton bird. You haven't said anything to me at all!>

-yes, she's still talking to the cloud-

Forte: <You said we'd get moving hours ago!>

<I'm tired, okay? Give me a break.>

Forte: <You're always tired!>

Clouds

Mix: <....> -focuses all his concentration- <:3>

Marmalade: <....> -picks up Mix, throws him off the side of the clouds, flies down to catch him, and replaces him on the clouds- <There. Are we done?>

Salamence: -preening Fortis-

Every: (to Mezzo) <Forte does have a point...>

Nutty Noon, clouds

Xakk: <Hehe. The last bit where you caught him seemed unnecessary, though.>

-Asphodel is playing tag with Pariah-

Nutty Noon, clouds

-the cloud unfurls its wings, revealing itself to be a Swablu-

Wild_Swablu♂_(lv13): <You're cute, miss, but you talk way too much.>

Fortis: <See, I knew you were a birdie!> -glomp-

<Yeah, I guess we could get moving.>

Butterscotch: -hits Marmalade with a Night Daze- <How about you don't recklessly endanger his life again?>