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Post by Cricket on Jul 19, 2010 3:32:57 GMT -5
Dmitriy couldn't help the rising fear as he came towards the beach and saw no pokemon in sight. This was one of only two places on the island that Viro didn't occupy, and there were no pokemon there to protect it. He stopped before his paws met the sand, scouring the beach for any sign of unturned pokemon.
He saw none.
He growled angrily, and stormed onto the beach. He let out a couple angry barks before sitting promptly in the open. If no one else came, he would just have to fight Viro himself. If no one else came, he would have to go alone to regain parts of the island one by one. If no one else came..
He didn't know.
He needed someone to order around. He needed someone to help him. He wasn't a fool, fighting Viro wouldn't be some easy task fit for one houndour..
He needed an army. |
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Post by Joules on Jul 19, 2010 12:58:57 GMT -5
Far above the beach a translucent purple figure floated aimlessly, its tail, normally upright and searching for things to steal or annoy, was hanging limp. Ikirei's eyes dully stared out at the island. Why did all of this have to happen? For once, instead of feeling mischievous and lively, she was depressed. This whole time that she had been hanging around the world of the living, she had never once bothered to do anything to get revenge on Viro in any way. Her Gengar way of thinking had pretty much distracted her from her ultimate goal, making her prefer petty acts of crime to actually doing useful things. Ugh... why? She felt so useless here that she contemplated simply going back to the spirit world and staying there forever more.
Scenting that there was someone on the beach below her, she decided to glance down out of curiosity, and saw the black and maroon Houndoor. Blind rage flowed through her. She snarled, her ectoplasmic fur bristling and her tail flicking to and fro. What was one of Viro's minions doing here on one of the yet-to-be-conquered parts of Sasqui?! Well, I guess it's better late than never to actually do something...
She disintegrated into thin air and only the hand on her tail reappeared at sea level on the beach. It groped around for a pebble lying in the sand. With ammo in tail, it took careful aim before launching it at Dmitriy's head and dissipating once more. A voice seething with hostility seemed to come out of nowhere as she growled, "Get the hell out of here, Turned One, or else."
(( Viro's turned minions are supposed to be red and black, right? xDDD *doesn't remember*
Rawr. I need to learn to stop rambling on and on in my posts. ;_; ))
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Post by Cricket on Jul 21, 2010 1:07:57 GMT -5
Dmitriy was caught off guard but a sudden blow to the head. He turned abruptly toward the attacker, lashing out with bared fangs. His snarls were cut off when he realized no one was near him. His eyes lowered to find the stone which was partially sunk into the sand.
The darkly colored houndour jumped when the voice spoke, a deep growl started up in his troat as he tried to locate his attacker.
"Idiot, I'm not turned, these are my natural colors." He snapped, "And if you are going fight me, make it fair by showing yourself, coward." |
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