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Post by flarnith on Mar 16, 2016 5:17:00 GMT
"With the sad state of recruiting in this town. I can take you as a rider, You'll have to use the Silver Wing here until we get the funds to modify it to suit you better." Maria answers, then she sighs. "You would think that the town that once produced three of the greatest pokemon champions of our time to have more starry eyed starting trainers. But just like the sign into town, it's been stained by neglect and age."
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Post by Llyarden on Mar 16, 2016 13:54:32 GMT
"Hang on," Kate, who had come to roughly the same conclusion as Harley and was now seeing her best chance of finding an engineer (it wasn't just Riders she'd spent her time looking for) slipping away, said hurriedly. "We have most of a team already." Once again, she seemed to have glossed over the fact that Sammy hadn't actually agreed to be on a team with her. "If keeping your, um, Silver Wing in good condition won't take too long, maybe you could be our engineer too!"
Finally remembering Sammy's question, she reached in her pocket and, after a little rummaging, pulled out a pen and one of the numerous receipts from the charity shops, and scribbled her phone number on the back of it, handing it to Sammy. After a moment's thought, she wrote it out again on a second receipt and handed the second impromptu business card to Maria. "I'm Kate, by the way," she introduced herself, shaking hands with Sammy and then Maria (doing her best to suppress a shudder at the mechanical hand in the latter case). "Kate Thorne. Or Caitlyn, if you're feeling formal."
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Post by Arcran on Mar 17, 2016 4:47:37 GMT
"Hey, it's not that bad..." Harley mutters at the comment about Pallet Town. "And nice! I'm sure the Silver Wing will work fine; I can ride anything!" Harley says confidently.
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Post by Cherry on Mar 17, 2016 17:33:15 GMT
Sammy looked at the 2 ladies in turn, a smirk slowly washing over his face. "Heh, who would have thought it eh? Heading to a hotel and I get stuck behind a van only to have the van belong to a possible promoter whos having a nice chat with a possible engineer, you cant make this stuff up eh?" Sammy moved a little further in to look in the workshop before noticing the Pikachu. Sammy froze a little bit taking a step back looking a little off put by the electric mouse. Eventually his eyes landed on Harley once more "You still here?"
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Post by Arcran on Mar 19, 2016 22:07:12 GMT
"What's it look like?" Harley says, an annoyed tone creeping into his voice. "You still too chicken to ride?"
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Post by JPThunda on Mar 19, 2016 23:51:26 GMT
Just as everything was beginning to settle down, people exchanging information and trash talk, everyone could hear the sound of a straining bike gasoline engine. A particularly poorly maintained one at that, and it sounded like it was getting closer.
From the far side of the warehouse you could hear the jangling of chains, and the sound of them hitting the ground. Seconds later, the doors were pushed open by two women. One was slightly on the heavy side, wearing tall pumps, fishnet stockings, a frayed denim skirt, a black top, and a leather, spike studded biker jacket. Her makeup was entirely too heavy, and she wore a black studded collar, fingerless gloves, and her black hair was very, very large, in an 80's style up-do. The other woman was similarly dressed, but very skinny, with brown hair and sporting a pair of chain cutters.
As they opened the door, a motorcycle with a sidecar pulled into the warehouse, the pair riding it laughing wildly. The driver was a twig of a man, in jeans, chaps, black boots, a camo green jacket with a skull on the back of it, and wearing a particularly colorful top...so much so that it was painful to look at. He was wearing a helmet with a rainbow-crested mohawk coming out of the top, and a pair of thick goggles over his eyes that were strapped down entirely too tight, and a pair of what looked like welder's gloves.
The man in the sidecar was huge. Enormous. Obese in the extreme. He was wearing jeans, chaps, a grey, stained shirt, a sleeveless denim 'vest' that had, at one point, been a jacket. He also had on black fingerless gloves, a black helmet with a single point on top, and what looked like a pair of summer's goggles on.
As they rode into the warehouse, cackling madly, they began to drive in circles. After a minute or so of this the fat man in the sidecar started to point at Maria Surge.
"Hey! Hey! Stop you numbskull!," he shouted at his rider, who abruptly slammed on the brakes, causing the bike to lurch. The fat man glared at him before continuing. "Look, there's a bunch of squatters in our warehouse!," he said, pointing at the group.
The slim driver seemed to be chewing on something open mouthed. He removed his goggles and squinted at the group. "Yeah...sure are. Looks like four of 'em," he said, sounding very much like an airhead.
"I can see that nitwit," the fat guy said again, struggling to get out of the sidecar. After a few failed attempts, he glared at his slim friend. "Don't just sit there you ninkompoop, help me out!," he bellowed angrily. The slim guy hopped-to, jumping off the bike and running over to help pull his friend out of the bike. After a few attempts, and nearly flipping the bike, the fat man came flying out of the sidecar, landing on his 'friend' in a heap, and illiciting laughter from the girls that were crossing the warehouse floor.
The two men managed to get up, and started walking toward the group. The fat guy was taking plodding, wobbling, bowlegged steps toward the group, his face a strange mixture of anger and what looked like constipation.
"Hey!," he said, addressing the group. "What are you nerds doing in my warehouse, huh? Don't you know? This place, and everything in it, belongs to me," he said, jabbing himself in the chest with his thumb.
"Yeah, me!," the skinny one parroted, jabbing himself in the chest. When the fat man gave him a steely glare, he corrected himself. "Err, him. Belongs to him," he said, patting the fat man on the shoulder.
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Post by Arcran on Mar 21, 2016 20:59:21 GMT
"That's a funny looking key for somebody that owns the place doughball," Harley says, pulling his jacket back slightly to reveal his two Pokeballs. "In fact, I'm pretty sure that's not a key at all, but I might not have as much garsh darn book learnin' as the two of you falks," Harley continues, throwing on his best impression of a hick as he taunts the two, assuming that somebody wearing a camo biker jacket had to be a little bit redneck. "How about you turn around and we don't have to worry about who this warehouse actually belongs to, alright? Wouldn't want anybody to take a nasty spill on their bike," Harley says, looking at the fat man pointedly, doing his best to sound confident. Sure, he could talk big, but somehow he wasn't sure if the two men's unimposing physical physique would translate into their ability to physically remove them from the warehouse with Pokemon. Intimidate: aF|_S3Jm4d6+3 4d6+3
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Post by Llyarden on Mar 22, 2016 10:27:47 GMT
Kate had been doing her best to stifle a laugh at the two men, an old nursery rhyme running through her head for no apparent reason. The humour quickly left her when the arrogant boy started threatening the newcomers. "Now, hey, we really don't need to get aggressive." Granted, she was just as sure as Harley that the fat man didn't actually own the place, but she really didn't want to kick off a fight with some people that thought nothing of bolt-cutter-ing their way into a warehouse.
She would probably have made more of an impact had she not a) delivered her miniature speech with a bit of a stammer and b) been right at the back of the group, with the other three between her and the newcomers. She wasn't literally hiding behind them, but she certainly made no effort to get any closer.
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Post by Cherry on Mar 22, 2016 23:07:44 GMT
For once Sammy and Harley agreed on something, these guys were bad news.
Moving over to Harley, Sammy stretched his arms up in a half yawn, half pokéball flash taking inspiration from Harley. Placing a solid hand on Harleys shoulder Sammy took a back seat to the situation with a simple back up threat, "Oh, you guys best be on your way, you dont want any trouble now, Do you?" The last part of his threat was laced with aggression as he stared solid at the two of them, face cracked with a wry smile.
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Post by JPThunda on Mar 23, 2016 0:54:50 GMT
The pair seemed to back down from Harley's line of questioning, knowing that they were caught.
"Well...you see, we...forgot our keys, yeah, that's it. We forgot our keys," the fat one said, smiling and nodding at what he clearly felt was clever.
"We did?," the skinny one chimed in curiously, catching an elbow in the ribs. "Oh...yeah...we did," he said, his voice a little bit higher.
As Sammy tried to intimidate them, they just kind-of scoffed at him, clearly unimpressed. "Buzz off blondie. A squirt like you doesn't scare us," the fat guy added.
"But your lady friend here is right," he said, sliding a little closer to Kate. "There's no reason why we gotta pound you twerps. Just hand over that bike you stored in my warehouse, and things'll be cool," he said smoothly, slicking back his greasy, matted hair as he looked up at Kate.
"Then maybe ol' Chubs here could show you a good time. What do you think of that? Huh, babe?," he asked Kate, raising his eyebrows at Kate a few times. The skinny one couldn't help but giggle as he 'watched the master'.
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Post by Arcran on Mar 23, 2016 3:19:08 GMT
"Leave the talking to me genius," Harley grows at Sammy, figuring that the blonde boy had undercut his terrifying visage and that's why the fat man wasn't running for it.
"Sorry buddy, but the bike has a weight limit. If you weight more than two Snorlaxes it's off limits," Harley says, almost reluctant to keep insulting the man since the majority seemed to go right over his head. "If you want her bike so much, why don't you just take it?" Harley says, putting himself squarely between the man and the bike, forgoing any and all subtlety and pulling out a Pokeball for either hand. "My little firestarter hasn't gotten to kill anybody for weeks, and he's starting to get a little antsy."
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Post by flarnith on Mar 23, 2016 4:29:12 GMT
"My bike.. You want my bike." Maria mutters as she starts stalking forward toward the pair. Then summons up all the anger within her. "Alright ya lard assed piece of shit! If you go any further with your greasy ass shitstain you call a body. I''ma gonna wreck your shit so hard that you won't even be able to walk limp dick!" She tells them threateningly then continues " I''ma gonna shove my steel toed boot up your swamp ridden fat ass so hard that your breath is gonna smell like my leather shoe polish!." She takes a breath and rants further "Then I'm gonna take that metal anal bead on belt and push it into your face! I'm gonna flagellate you with that rust bucket you call an engine!" Her voice then hits a crescendo of viciousness at the end point of the rant " I'ma gonna build you a pair of Cybernetic Brass Balls and use surgical precision to your groin where your manhood ought to be! Just so I can punch them with my Steel fucking hands, you twat!"
she then turns and walks away then utters a word "Sarge!"
Then the til then ignored Pikachu drops to all fours and starts sparking menacingly.
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Post by Llyarden on Mar 23, 2016 17:57:58 GMT
Kate made no effort to hide the disgust on her face at the fat man's flirtations, though she did give a slightly startled look to Maria's sudden vehemence. "Colle-lui," she whispered, before 'accidentally' dropping Passepartout's ball, which rolled to a halt by the fat man's feet before letting out the Sewaddle - who promptly spewed sticky webs over the fat man. "Oh, I'm sorry," Kate simpered in an entirely unsympathetic tone. "I guess he thought you were threatening me."OOCKate acts at initiative 19.
Kate's Shift: Let out Passepartout. Kate's Swift: Decisive Director on Passepartout via Commander's Voice. Kate's Standard: Bon Mot on Chubs.
Passepartout acts at initiative 18 after Decisive Director.
Passepartout's Standard: String Shot on Chubs. And possibly Twigs too, if he's in range.
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Post by JPThunda on Mar 26, 2016 2:59:23 GMT
Chubs had just opened his mouth to, well, mouth off at Maria and Harley when Passepartout spewed it's string shot all over Chub's face and shoulders.
The fat man stood flummoxed, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. He spit out the bits of string that were caught in his mouth and started wiping it off his face. "That's it!," he bellowed, his face turning an unhealthy shade of purple. "Nobody makes a fool out of Chubs McRib! Twigsy, get the bike! We're gonna teach these dweebs a lesson!," he said, turning on his heel, nearly falling over, and waddling back toward the sidecar. The skinny guy was stammering incoherently and jumped on the bike, starting up the poorly-maintained engine which backfired and put out a cloud of black smoke.
"Yeah, nobody gets to talk to my Chubsy-wubsy like that!," the fat girl said, producing a pokeball and releasing a Geodude. It flexed menacingly at Sarge.
"We're gonna make you hussies sorry for crossing our boys! Maybe I'll snip off those fancy little arms of yours and shove 'em up your tail pipe!," the skinny girl said, brandishing her bolt cutters. She dropped a pokeball at her side, releasing a Rattata.
With Chubs and Twigsy on their bike, the pair pulled out pokeballs, releasing a Mightyena and a Koffing respectively. Chubs also managed to pull a length of chain out of somewhere in his sidecar and started swinging it around.
"Let's trash that bike Twigsy!," he said, pointing at Maria's bike with his free, pudgy hand.
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Post by flarnith on Mar 26, 2016 5:37:55 GMT
" Sarge! fry them." Maria directs her primary pokemon at the duo on the bike. Sarge gives a bit of a cheeky grin to the geodude before zipping away from it and lashing out with a mighty thundershock to the bike. Meanwhile closest to the door girl gets a wrench swung at her from the now activated and deployed Binary that has it's tools out. Ooc Maria acts on Init 14 using Robofighter as a Standard Action, activates Binary.
Binary Acts on Init 15 thus right after Maria and Uses Struggle on bolt cutter wielder.
Surge Acts on Init 12 and moves 7 away from the geodude and uses Thundershock on the now wet duo on a metal bike, primarily aiming at Chubs McRib
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Post by JPThunda on Apr 1, 2016 3:30:17 GMT
The fat guy, Chubs, seemed irritated by Kate mocking him, but more thoroughly focused on the task at hand...riding circles around these punks and trashing that bike! If he couldn't have it, nobody would! A fight was inevitable. The battle was about to begin...what are you going to do?
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Post by Llyarden on Apr 1, 2016 8:32:24 GMT
That Mightyena looked a bit scary, so Kate bent down to pick up Passepartout's ball, which had rolled back to her feet in the meanwhile, and zapped the Sewaddle back, tossing out Belle's Pokeball instead, the Floette materialising to hover between the intruding women and her temporary companions. "Quick, go for the Geodude!" Kate called out, before taking a few steps back, pretty unmistakeably hiding behind the others at this point. As it turned out, though, 'quick' was a relative term. OOCKate's Standard: Switch Passepartout for Belle, who will be sent out 3m above the...grοund. Screw you too, random april fools forum filters. Kate's Swift: Decisive Director on Belle via Commander's Voice, to make her act at Init 13 (and almost certainly after the Rattata given the natural 1 I rolled for the speed tie!) Kate's Shift: Back away.
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Post by Cherry on Apr 1, 2016 11:32:23 GMT
'Great a fight' Sammy thought, the sarcasm present on his face as the Pokemon began to take the field. He wasn't adverse to fights but his problem was that his bike was outside and these goons were in the way. He looked at the situation and was a little worried, so many things all adding up to a bad day. For starters he had no clue if the 3 behind him were any good at fights, secondly his bike was outside so he was stuck fighting old school, and lastly, that geodude was gonna be a problem.
As he thought that he heard Kate from behind him mention the geodude. His shoulders dropped as he looked back with a face one could only describe as a 'your killing me here' face.
Reluctantly Sammy pulled out a pokèball and tossed it deftly into the air releasing Joker. As he appears he flaps in place, leak in mouth aimed at the foes.
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Post by JPThunda on Apr 3, 2016 11:19:03 GMT
The warehouse erupted into action. The Mightyena raced forward, toward Sarge, baring its fangs and chomping his jaws at him. The thin thug on the bike, Twigsy, raced across the warehouse floor, trying to clearly circle around behind the group, but paused for a moment, looking at Maria.
"Hey babe, don't take it too seriously just 'cuz Chubs wants to trash your bike. Maybe after we take it to the scrap heap, maybe you'll let Twigsy show ya a good time, huh? I'll be gentle!," he said, blowing a kiss. It was difficult to tell if he was being sincere, and a moron, or clever, and sarcastic.
The pokebot, Binary, activated and attacked the thinner of the female thugs, scratching her arm. "Watch it you tin can, or I'll send you to the scrap heap too!," she threatened with her shears.
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Post by flarnith on Apr 3, 2016 13:15:36 GMT
Maria blinks wondering 'da frell?' in her own mind, absoloutly confused as to why this man would think he even had a prayer with her but this sends her into a bit of a mental loop seizing her in confusion.
The bite down upon Sarge was viscous but the Mightyena soon learned that biting on a live transformer was a bad thing. As it's nerves lit up in pain as the charge sarge was building up for a thunder shock is now finding a new home in the mightyena's face.
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