Pascal
Raichu
SO happy.
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Post by Pascal on Jan 13, 2009 23:20:19 GMT -5
For Nechele, there was no inspirational tune, or large storm. Instead her "Anywhere but trapped inside this little ball" wish was met with a blinding flash of light, and a strange, sickening feeling. Magically plopped down in the dankness of the ruined laboratory, the drifloon suddenly wished that she was back home. Sadly, this placed lacked both a rainbow and ruby slippers.
<Hello...?>, Nechele called, wondering if anyone was around to hear. She doubted that there was a great plethora of people or pokemon, considering how run down the place. Honestly, whoever owned this place was a slob. The giant pile of dirt, the centerpiece of the room, was about as inviting as a....large-size mound of unclean material. Nechele had never been any good with similes. Or metaphors.
<Is ANYBODY here?!>
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Post by MorriganFearn on Jan 17, 2009 11:35:30 GMT -5
<Yeeeah,> something chuckled out in the darkness. Red and yellow eyes opened, and there was more sniggering. <Hey, lil' ghostie, wanna play? We want you to play. Or play with you.>
<Jay, just shut it, you don't know how to threaten people properly,> another set of yellow eyes said. <Get over here, ghostie. We'll take the mystery out of this.>
((PS. Despite getting ambushed by some nasty types out here in Outer Island, you started a new Jenta page, so a free level to any of your pokies (please RP it as a rare candy, or just say some battling occured off screen, or something.))
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