Sam notices the crying Elityria, and turns to Tesse "I think we're needed."
"I live, lived?, to serve and protect."White Forest
-Merlin peers down at Rawst and Nymph as they search for Blythe-
Merlin:<Hmm...This is a problem.>
-Merlin retreats, and fires off a Psycho Cut at them, before teleporting to the ground elsewhere-
Rawst:Ah!
-Rawst ducks, though the attack was aimed at Nymph, who also dodged-
Near Whitetree Hollow
-Esprit is having Blythe kept close to him, despite her objections, to ensure nobody tries to take her-
Esprit:<Where's Two-Face...it should be here by now.>
Nimbasa City, at the festival
Sunny: <Oh, it's no problem at all!>
-Mezzo walks off with Every to search for cotton candy-
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.Alright!
-picks up Sunny-
What's your plan?
Tesse grabs Sam and goes over to Lity.
Tesse: What's wrong deary?
White Forest
-Herbert is searching somewhere near Rawst and Nymph-
Herbert: Can we just get out of here? It's cold, I'm hungry, something's taken a dump on my shoes, and we haven't found-
-suddenly, the Psycho Cut comes out of nowhere-
Herbert: Woah! Are you two okay? Did you see where that came from?
-he runs off in the general direction of the attack, only to bump into the newly-teleported Merlin-
Herbert: Oh, Muk.
edited 18th Apr '13 6:01:38 PM by Herbert40k
Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.Nimbasa, festival
-noticing a booth- Maybe we can get some there?
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.White Forest
Rawst:Yeah, I'm fine.
Nymph:<Looks like they know we're here.>
-A Psychic from behinds hits the trio, pushing them forward-
Rawst:-falls- Ow...
Two-Face:< GO AWAY!>
-Merlin gets up, having been knocked down too-
Merlin:<Two-Face, leave this to me. You'll just level someone's home or something.>
edited 18th Apr '13 6:05:46 PM by strawberryflavored
White Forest
AF-1 Brave Birds Two-Face from behind.
Des:-smirk- Always have a backup plan.
White Forest
-Herbert drops to his knees from the Psychic-
Herbert: Argh! Damnit, I have a headache now... Kirk, you're up! Take these guys out!
-he reaches down to his belt, only to find the empty space where his Pokeballs should be-
Herbert: ...This day just gets better and better.
Nimbasa Pokemon Center
-Herbert's Pokemon are playing cards-
Bishop: <Anybody else get the feeling that you're missing something?>
Kirk: <Nope. And I fold.>
edited 18th Apr '13 6:08:31 PM by Herbert40k
Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.White Forest
Des throws Herb a pokeball.
Des: It's a Haunter. Doesn't talk much.
Nimbasa, at the festival
-Sunny spots a particular feline-fancying girl around-
Sunny: <There! She looks perfect for you!>
-meanwhile, Mezzo walks up to the booth-
Hi. Two cones of cotton candy, please?
Clerk: Right away.
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.Her? Um, why?
Nimbasa
Jacob: "I swear, if she starts hanging out with someone else, I'm going to kill myself. The ONE day I owe to make up all the time we've lost, and I'm late. Heh. Says a lot about my ability to commit, eh? No wonder she won't want to date me. Funny. We've already told each other we love each other. And we'll likely have a falling out for this. Life, you win again. Just kick me while I'm down why don't you." -Flings some random person out of the way when-
Blockade of Surveyers: -All in a line and close around Jacob, bombarding him with stupid questions-
Jacob: "I THOUGHT WE ESCAPED YOU ALL BACK IN CASTELIA!"
Festival
Elityria: -Sobs a little- "H-Hi Sam. Hi other girl. I-I'm just... Jakey promised me he'd be here.... a-and it's my fault h-he's not..."
"If there is no way to win, I will simply force a way."Holly looks at Joseph. "Oh Hai dere~ :3"
Telepathy ≠ Empathy Na No Wri Mo Winner 2012~ You can trust me. I have a Ph D in Tropology.Nimbasa Festival
Thank you!
Skoll: -sniffs at the cotton candy-
Don't get too close to that, Skoll. -pets her-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Hi! Um, I'm Joseph, and, um...
White Forest
-the Pokeball flies towards Herbert, only to be suddenly levitated in midair and floated back to Des-
Maul: ~That will not be necessary.~
Herbert: Maul? Where were you all this - ah, screw it, I'm not going to look a gift Kadabra in the mouth. Use Shadow Ball, take at least one out!
-Maul nods, and fires off a Shadow Ball at Two-Face-
Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.White Forest
-Rawst sends out Salem-
Rawst:Shadow Ball!
-Salem shoots a shadow Ball at Merlin, who tanks it with protect-
Merlin:<Gonna need more than— -Is hit with three Shadow Balls- OW!>
Salem:<Stop talking, start dying.>
Rawst:...I don't think we want to kill them.
-Two-Face meanwhile, charges Herbert and Maul, smashing the Shadow Ball like tissue paper. Merlin Thunderbolts Salem, paralyzing her-
Salem:<Dammit.>
Nymph:-Is lifted by Merlin, and thrown towards the Big tree- <AAAAAAAH!!>
Rawst:Nymph!
edited 18th Apr '13 6:16:26 PM by strawberryflavored
Sam scoffs "Taurus plop. I'm sure he's just held up by something. Trust me, I know better then anyone he was looking forward to tonight."
"I live, lived?, to serve and protect."Holly hugs Joseph. "Hai, I'm Holly! You're cute~ :3"
Telepathy ≠ Empathy Na No Wri Mo Winner 2012~ You can trust me. I have a Ph D in Tropology.-blushes furiously-
Th-thanks! Um, this isn't my Umbreon...
Nimbasa City, at the festival
Sunny: <Eee~ You're perfect for each other!>
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.But I don't know her! Not yet!
edited 18th Apr '13 6:18:04 PM by ILoveDogs
Psyche drags Sarah off to a store. ~My mother used to bring me here when I was really small. I used to love all the dresses here... The lady here makes the clothes by hand. When I was on my own, she used to let me take little scraps of cloth to make my own dresses. She taught me how to sew. It's the only thing about Nimbasa that I still like to this day.~
She opens the door.
~Hi, Mrs. Graham!~
"Why, aren't you a sight for sore eyes, dear? What do you need?"
~Well, we need dresses for the festival tonight! Can you find us a couple of cute dresses?~
"Well, certainly dearies. Let me see if I can find you some dresses." She walks into the back.
Telepathy ≠ Empathy Na No Wri Mo Winner 2012~ You can trust me. I have a Ph D in Tropology.